Host, just obey. He loves the innocent male protagonist so much!

"My dear husband," the matchmaker stretched out her hand and waved in front of Lu Qizhi's eyes.

Lu Qizhi's blurry eyes finally became clear, and he heard the wedding lady ask him, "My dear, do you remember why you came here?"

Lu Qizhi paused for a moment before he said, "Of course I'm here for the feast."

The big stone in Xi Po's heart finally fell down, and she turned around to leave, but Lu Qizhi put his arm around her shoulder.

"My dear, what else can I do for you?"

"Where is Baili Jue?"

"Wha...what?"

The matchmaker suddenly stuttered. She gathered herself and said, "Look, all the guests today are here. Is there anyone you're looking for?"

"Don't be so pretentious." Lu Qizhi was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. He squeezed the matchmaker's hand with a little force, and the matchmaker cried out in pain, and her whole body exploded.

It blooms in the sky like fireworks, with such dazzling light that people can't open their eyes.

After a moment, everyone opened their eyes again, and a hint of clarity appeared in their eyes.

The once festive hall was gone, replaced by a dilapidated cave, covered in cobwebs. The delicacies from the mountains and seas on the stone tables had also disappeared.

The monks, demons, and monsters in the hall all stood up and looked at each other warily.

They all came for the treasures in the secret realm, but they fell into an illusion and thought they were guests attending a wedding banquet.

Yin Wuyu walked over, looked Lu Qizhi up and down, and said, "You are a useless person with no spiritual power. How could you see through this illusion?"

Before Lu Qizhi could say anything, the cultivator in aqua blue clothes spoke up, "We human cultivators are naturally much stronger than you demons. Who do you claim to be? A young master of the demon clan? How could you fall for even this simple illusion?"

"You've been tricked too, haven't you? Why bother pulling each other down?" The three-tailed white fox looked at the aqua-robed cultivator with disdain, then approached Lu Qizhi and flirted at him, "Young man, I see your cultivation is ruined. Why don't you join me in cultivating the demonic path? Together, we'll surely see rapid progress."

Lu Qizhi was too handsome, and the three-tailed white fox spirit took a fancy to him.

The aqua-robed cultivator pushed the three-tailed white vixen away and angrily shouted, "This fellow Daoist is a cultivator from the Lingxiao Sect, the world's largest sect. You're incredibly lucky that he didn't kill a vixen like you, and yet you still want to seduce him."

As he spoke, he bowed to Lu Qizhi and said, "My fellow Daoist, I am Ruan Mu, an inner disciple of the Huanyin Sect. May I know what your name is?"

"Duan Yi."

Lu Qizhi did not deny his identity as a disciple of Lingxiao Sect. After all, he was still wearing the Taoist robe of Lingxiao Sect.

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

Under the banner of Lingxiao Sect, these people did not dare to act presumptuously even if they found out that he was a useless person with no cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist Duan, are you here for the Wangshu Sword from Senior Sword Cultivator?" Ruan Mu asked.

Most of the disciples of Lingxiao Sect are sword cultivators, so they came to the Shuoyue Secret Realm this time probably for the Wangshu Sword of the sword cultivator seniors.

This does not conflict with his goals.

"How about we cooperate?"

Lu Qizhi became interested: "How do you want to cooperate?"

"There are too many people here, come with me." Ruan Mu took Lu Qizhi to the corner.

So and so, like this and like this~

Ruan Mu told Lu Qizhi his plan. Lu Qizhi raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not interested. Do it yourself."