I am raising mythical beasts in the world of immortality

"All I did was stab you with a sword. You said your life belonged to me, and you're already angry?"

Everyone present was stunned by Yan Jiuyou's powerful aura, and some were even unable to move. Yet, such a powerful person had to listen to a little girl.

Yan Jiuyou was so angry that he wanted to disappear and pretend that he had never been there, but when he saw Lan Ruoxi's red eyes, he couldn't bear it and finally softened his tone.

"It's my fault for only showing up now. What compensation does Jin'er want?"

Lan Ruoxi came to Yan Jiuyou. She wanted to see if his wounds had fully healed, but with so many people around, she had to put that thought aside for the time being. She lifted the brim of Yan Jiuyou's hat and only then did she realize that he had turned completely white-haired.

Why has all your hair turned white?

"Isn't this all thanks to you? If you're still not satisfied, give your master another sword strike?"

Looking into Yan Jiuyou's cold eyes beneath his mask, Lan Ruoxi not only sensed the killing intent but also smelled the blood.

"Are you injured?"

Yan Jiuyou did not answer, but walked up to Dong Chi Wang, who had been waiting impatiently, and threatened, "If you want to live, get out of here now."

"Who do you think you are, daring to talk back to my father?"

Just then, Dugu Chi's eldest son, Dugu Zixiong, arrived. Seeing his brother writhing in pain, he decided to seek revenge.

"I'm speaking to your father, who do you think you are?"

Yan Jiuyou only needed to give him a look, and Dugu Zixiong felt as if he were engulfed in flames, no better off than Dugu Zimo.

"Did you poison my brother?"

"What? Zi Mo is poisoned?" Dugu Chi had checked his pulse when he sent him away. None of the injuries were too serious, and there was no poisoning. As long as he was sent back in time, all his injuries could be healed, including his severed tongue.

Seeing Dugu Chi's worried expression, Dugu Zixiong felt even colder. He was also his own son, but no matter how hard he tried, it was as if his father couldn't see him. He was clearly more seriously injured now. He should have known better than to come.

"Father, my brother is dying, and I'm in pain too..."

After Dugu Zixiong finished speaking, he fainted from the pain.

"Zixiong, what's wrong with you?" Dugu Chi took Dugu Zixiong's pulse and found that apart from his breathing being a little disordered, he was not seriously injured at all. How did he faint?

"I will definitely settle this score with your Northern Underworld Palace."

After Dugu Chi finished speaking, he left with his men. He felt it was better to find out the identities of the people first before taking action, and what he was most worried about now was the safety of his son.

The Northern Underworld King frowned as he looked at Yan Jiuyou's snow-white hair. Was this his extremely mysterious son-in-law? No matter how high his cultivation was, he couldn't have deceived his daughter, let alone given birth to her child. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. But the banquet wasn't over yet, so he could only endure it for now. He would definitely give him a hard time when he came over. However, after waiting for a long time, no one came. Even his daughter had disappeared. Then, a piercing phoenix cry was heard, and a golden fire phoenix was seen soaring into the sky and flying away.

"Is this still my obedient and sensible daughter? She just left with a stranger like that?"

“Father, my brother-in-law is not an outsider,” Lan Junze quickly explained.

“I have never acknowledged his identity. His hair is all white, and he wears a mask and is afraid to show his face. He is probably old enough to be my elder. Your sister must have been bewitched by him.”

The more the King of the North Sea thought about it, the angrier he became. He lost all interest in continuing the banquet and left before long, followed by everyone else.

Lan Ruoxi took Yan Jiuyou back to her room and, without saying a word, immediately started taking off Yan Jiuyou's clothes.

"Jin'er, why are you in such a hurry? Are you worried that this sword strike will damage my body and prevent me from satisfying you?"

Lan Ruoxi was in no mood for jokes and said with a serious expression, "Let me see your wound."

"The wound has healed long ago, there's nothing to see." Yan Jiuyou stopped her from taking off her clothes.

The more Yan Jiuyou tried to stop her from seeing, the more Lan Ruoxi wanted to see. Since gentle persuasion didn't work, she resorted to force. Regardless of his consent, she forcibly tore open Yan Jiuyou's clothes, and sure enough, the smell of blood was coming from Yan Jiuyou.

"Yan Jiuyou, didn't you say the wound had healed a long time ago? Why has it turned black?"

"I've said before that this is all thanks to you. You don't want me anymore. Even if this physical wound heals, how can the wound in my heart heal?"

He deliberately tried to make her feel sorry for him. He had originally planned to explain and apologize properly after they met, but seeing so many people asking to marry the one he loved, he switched to this self-inflicted pain scheme ahead of time. Fortunately, Lan Ruoxi did not notice anything unusual about his body and only helped him apply medicine.

“When did I say I didn’t want you anymore? That day, I lost my composure because I saw my eldest and second eldest brothers die at your hands. I regretted it after I came to my senses. If you leave scars on your body, I really won’t like you anymore.”

Lan Ruoxi tried to remove the mask from Yan Jiuyou's face, but was refused.

"I don't look good right now. I'll show you when my hair turns black."

"Your hair has turned white, not your face is disfigured, so I don't mind."

"That won't do either. In front of you, I can only be the most perfect."

Yan Jiuyou refused to take off his mask no matter what, and Lan Ruoxi felt that something was wrong, especially when she saw Yan Jiuyou's expression.

“Master, I’ve missed you so much these past few days since we parted, but I feel ashamed to face you. Please don’t be angry anymore, okay?” Lan Ruoxi hugged Yan Jiuyou’s neck and gently kissed him. Her hands moved quietly to his face, touching the mask on his face, and ripped it off while he was distracted.

Yan Jiuyou's scaly face was thus exposed to Lan Ruoxi.

"I'm worried that my current appearance might scare you."

Lan Ruoxi didn't show any sign of being frightened; she was just a little surprised that golden scales had grown on Yan Jiuyou's face.

"Master, do you have one too?"

Yan Jiuyou nodded and showed her the scales on his chest.

Lan Ruoxi reached out to touch the scales, feeling an invisible force within them, as if a miracle would happen once they covered her body.

"Master, can't you control them like Nianfeng?"

"It could have been done, but it was your sword that damaged my vital energy."

"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely restore you to your original state."

Lan Ruoxi had heard from the King of the North Underworld that during the years she was missing, he had taken in three adopted sons. They had gone to find a thousand-year-old ginseng to help him treat his heart ailment, but there had been no news for many days, and he was very worried. Yan Nianfeng had secretly run away the day after hearing about it and had not returned since. Lan Ruoxi planned to go and look for them after the banquet, and see if there were any ginseng or spiritual herbs of even older age on that mountain.

A thousand-year-old ginseng would not be of much benefit to Yan Jiuyou, but a transformed ginseng would have different medicinal properties.