The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

The mysterious and dazzling green light, like a bright meteor, broke through the obstruction of heavy clouds and mist, passed through the thick clouds at an astonishing speed, and reached the top of the clouds.

It did not stop, but rushed straight towards a specific direction. Its speed was so fast that it was unparalleled in the world, as if it had surpassed all limitations in the mortal world and was comparable to that of a real immortal.

After a long journey, the green light finally arrived at an open space. There, a huge ship as big as a mountain suddenly appeared in front of it. This huge ship was majestic, and the whole body was shining with strange light, giving people a sense of endless majesty.

The green light, like a wanderer returning home, rushed towards the giant ship without hesitation and quickly drilled into it.

Inside the boat, a cultivator with unparalleled cultivation and whose realm had already reached the Golden Immortal level was standing quietly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

This man's name is Shu Yu, and all those green cards were created by his spiritual power which is as vast as the ocean.

When other monks injected spiritual power to activate the green card, he could immediately sense where they were and quickly dispatched small and exquisite ships to pick them up.

At this moment, the Golden Immortal Shuqi displayed his divine power and exerted his spiritual power. From the huge ship, a small boat of exquisite and unique style slowly descended. The boat looked small, but the terrifying aura it exuded was terrifying.

Then, an ordinary monk boarded the boat. After receiving the order, he injected spiritual power into the boat and sailed against the wind and waves along the path where the green light came from. In an instant, he disappeared into the depths of the dense and thick clouds like a ghost, as if he had never existed in this world.

Chu Wan Ning, Fu Qian and Gong Sheng had been waiting here for a long time, for a full hour. Fu Qian saw that Chu Wan Ning was a little tired, so he quickly took out an exquisite tea table and other related items from his storage bag, then used his own spiritual power to hold them up steadily, and asked Chu Wan Ning to sit down and rest for a while.

The student took a casual glance and found that there was no share for him, so he picked up leaves from the top of the tree out of boredom.

Time passed by minute by minute, and after an hour, there was a large gap where he was standing, as if the tree had been forcibly dug into a bald spot.

At this moment, a sharp sound suddenly came from the sky, which aroused the vigilance of the three people present. Chu Wanning quickly signaled Fu Qian to clean up the tea table, obviously something happened.

Sure enough, a small boat slowly came over, carrying the monk and stopping steadily in front of them. The monk on the boat bowed deeply to the three of them very politely, and then asked:

"Hello, distinguished guests. My name is Changle, and I am a monk accompanying this ship. I wonder if the three of you are going to Jilefang together?"

The student threw away the leaves in his hand and replied nonchalantly:

"That's right! It's the three of us! They are both my good friends! We went up there just to have some fun and kill some time!"

Changle stared at the tribute student, paused for a moment, and then said:

"Oh? It's you, fellow Gongsheng Daoist! Are you going to the Jilefang ship?"

Changle looked at the man in front of him with surprise and said:

"It seems that your membership was not renewed in time after the last use, so according to the rules of this place, you have been listed as a guest with negative trust. If you still want to board our Ji Le Fang ship, you must first pay off the immortal stones you owed before."

After hearing this, Gongsheng couldn't help but touch his nose, looking a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment, then pointed at Changle beside him and said:

"Uh...young man, I'm afraid you recognized the wrong person. How about I go up and take a look at the situation first, and then deal with this matter?"

However, Changle still had a faint smile on his face, and replied firmly:

"Fellow Gongsheng Daoist, you are joking. We have detailed records and corresponding portraits of every guest who owes money or whose trust has dropped to negative numbers. How can we, the followers, easily admit our mistakes for an important person like you?"

After saying this, he shook his head slightly, as if he was full of confidence and certainty in what he said.

At this moment, Gongsheng was speechless.

He turned to look at Chu Wanning and Fu Qian, and sighed helplessly:

"I think you two have already seen the situation clearly! Originally, I did intend to invite you two to go up to the attic together to broaden your horizons. However, this immortal stone is not something that can be easily obtained! Therefore, if you still want to go, you can only pay for some immortal stones out of your own pocket; if you really don't want to go, then you can give fellow Taoist Changle ten high-quality immortal stones as his return fare, how about that?"

Seeing Gongsheng's attitude, Fu Qian couldn't help but feel a little angry, and wanted to teach him a lesson. But at this moment, Chu Wanning reached out and grabbed Fu Qian's arm, and said softly:

"Let me handle this matter."

Fu Qian heard this, although he was unwilling, he still nodded. After all, in his mind, everything his wife said was correct.

Then, Chu Wan Ning took a step forward, bowed to Chang Le, and asked:

"May I ask, Fellow Daoist Changle, how many immortal stones does Fellow Daoist Gongsheng owe your sect? We are willing to pay it on your behalf."

Changle also politely returned the greeting to Chu Wanning and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, please wait a moment while I check the exact number."

After saying this, he immediately concentrated on reading the account book in his hand.

At this moment, an amazing scene happened: a picture album suddenly appeared in Changle's hand without any warning! The picture album seemed to have life and automatically flipped in the air. Then, Changle carefully raised the picture album and faced the three people in front of him so that they could also clearly see what was drawn in the picture album.

When everyone took a closer look, they found that the painting was actually a portrait of the tribute student himself. And below the portrait, it clearly marked the number of high-grade immortal stones that the tribute student owed - a full 200 pieces!

Seeing this, Fu Qian couldn't help but frowned, thinking to himself:

"Why didn't Ji Le Fang just kill him? Why did they keep him around? Are they so merciful?"

Chu Wan Ning also understood something in her heart.

"No wonder we need to pay Jupiter with immortal stones in advance! We owe so much money, and that little reward is far from enough to pay off the debt to this tribute student!"