When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

"Father, this marriage was originally mine. If mother hadn't made her own decision back then, I would have already been the wife of the leader of the Tianyan Sect!"

"The wealth, immortality, power... everything you dream of, your daughter could have easily obtained it for you, but now..."

As Jiang Jun spoke, tears began to flow again. She held Jiang Buli's hand tightly, as if she had grabbed the last straw of life.

"Father, you must help me and let me return to Brother Changyan, okay?"

"That bitch Jiang Song, how could she get such a good opportunity?"

"She doesn't even know where this bastard came from. She's not worthy of Brother Changyan at all!"

Jiang Jun became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes flashing with crazy jealousy and hatred, as if he wanted to eat Jiang Song alive.

When Jiang Buli heard his daughter's words, his heart was filled with turmoil.

He never expected that the sickly boy whom he had always ignored would have such an amazing identity.

The leader of Tianyan Sect, Immortal Yunmiao, is an existence that is above the imperial power in the secular world!

If the Jiang family can marry into this family, then why can't they become prosperous and successful and become the new elite in the world of cultivation?

For a moment, Jiang Buli's heart was filled with regret and unwillingness.

He regretted that he did not insist on letting Jiang Jun marry Xie Changyan, but instead listened to Du Shulan's slander and blindly canceled the marriage.

What made him even more unwilling was that such a good thing was taken away by that ungrateful Jiang Song, allowing her to enjoy everything that his Yun'er should have.

"Okay, father will definitely help you." Jiang Buli took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the shock and excitement in his heart.

"Thank you, father!" Jiang Junwen was overjoyed, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

"However, this matter requires long-term consideration and should not be rushed."

"Don't worry, father. Your daughter will be careful with her words and actions and will not let you down."

Jiang Buli nodded, already having a plan in mind.

He turned and looked in the direction of the Xie family, his eyes flashing with a gleam of determination.

Power, wealth, immortality... Jiang Buli is determined to get them all!

At the same time, the Xie family's celebration banquet was coming to an end.

After Jiang Jun's disturbance, everyone's mood was greatly affected, especially some distant relatives, whose faces turned ashen and looked extremely ugly.

"What happened today really made you all laugh at me."

Chu Jinghong stood up and said to the guests present, "When Song'er wins the championship, I will host another banquet and invite you all. I hope you will all come."

"Mrs. Chu, you are too polite. What happened today was just a farce. We naturally won't take it to heart."

"Yes, the behavior of the Jiang family's daughter is really despicable. It has nothing to do with the Xie family."

The guests expressed their understanding.

Chu Jinghong nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

The storm subsided.

After returning to the Xie Mansion, Xie Changyan was about to confess everything to his family when he heard the housekeeper come to report that someone from the Jiang family had come. Jiang Buli brought a generous gift and came to apologize in person.

"How dare you come to my house? Get out of here!" Chu Jinghong flicked his sleeves and ordered in a cold voice.

"But he has the marriage certificate that Grandpa arranged back then in his hand. This..."

"What? He actually dared to take out that marriage certificate?" Chu Jinghong's face suddenly darkened, and his brows furrowed. "Is he trying to use the marriage certificate to blackmail us?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Xie Changyan's eyes, and he said lightly: "Mother, let me go meet him."

Chu Jinghong glanced at his son and saw that he looked calm, so he nodded. "Okay, go ahead. Remember, our Xie family is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by anyone."

Xie Changyan smiled slightly, turned around and walked out.

When I arrived at the front hall, I saw Jiang Buli standing with his hands behind his back, his back to the door, admiring the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned around with a smile on his face: "Nephew, you are here."

"Lord Jiang, what can I do for you?" Xie Changyan said in a cold tone, not hiding his alienation at all.

Jiang Buli didn't seem to care. He waved his hand and asked the servant to present the gift box.

"Today's incident was caused by my daughter's unreasonable behavior and has brought trouble to the Xie family. These small gifts are all my little tokens of my appreciation. Please accept them."

Xie Changyan glanced at the gift boxes and sneered in his heart.

Jiang Buli had a good plan. He wanted to use this small favor to repair the relationship between the two families.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated.

"We appreciate Lord Jiang's kindness. But please take the gift back." Xie Changyan said, making a gesture of invitation.

The smile on Jiang Buli's face froze slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"In that case, I won't force you. However, there is one thing I want to discuss with you, my dear nephew."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Xie Changyan asked with raised eyebrows.

Jiang Buli took out a yellowed marriage certificate from his arms and handed it to Xie Changyan.

"This is the marriage certificate signed by the two families. Yun'er has realized her mistake now, and she still can't forget you. I think, since you two are destined to be together, why not..."

"Lord Jiang!" Xie Changyan interrupted him, his tone cold, "I've already married Song'er. This marriage certificate has long been invalidated. There's no possibility for Jiang Jun and I anymore."

"I hope Lord Jiang can understand that some things, once missed, are missed forever." As he said that, he reached out to take the marriage certificate and tore it in half without even looking at it.

Jiang Buli looked at the marriage certificate torn in two, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

"My dear nephew, are you really not going to reconsider this? You know, our Jiang family and the Xie family are old friends, and Grandpa Xie still owes..."

"Lord Jiang, please return." Xie Changyan interrupted him again, "If you're thinking of using this matter of Grand Master to gain some kind of favor, I'm afraid you're misguided."

As he said this, he turned and left, not giving Jiang Buli any chance to speak again.

Jiang Buli looked at Xie Changyan's departing back with a terribly gloomy expression.

He thought that if he showed the marriage certificate, the Xie family would give him some face, or at least sit down and have a good talk.

But unexpectedly, Xie Changyan was so resolute that he didn't even give any room for negotiation.

"Okay, very good! Thank you Changyan. If you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being rude!"

He spoke through gritted teeth, with a cold glint in his eyes, like a poisonous snake planning how to bite someone.

"I advise you not to make unnecessary struggles and calculations!"

Xie Changyan's voice suddenly rang in Jiang Buli's ears. He turned around and saw Xie Changyan coming back, looking at him coldly.

"You..." Jiang Buli was speechless for a moment. The coldness from the person opposite him made it difficult for him to breathe.

"If you behave yourself, the Jiang family can be saved; if you dare to harbor any delusions, I don't mind making the Jiang family disappear completely."

After saying that, Xie Changyan turned and left, leaving Jiang Buli standing there alone, his face pale, unable to recover for a long time.

It was not until Xie Changyan's figure completely disappeared that Jiang Buli came back to his senses as if waking from a dream.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling a little scared.

"Jiang Song, your good sister Jiang Shu is going to arrange a ghost marriage for Prince Mu tonight. You must go and see her off then."

Before leaving, Jiang Buli saw Jiang Song standing in the courtyard. He had a strange smile on his face, but the words he said made people feel cold all over.

Immortals cannot interfere with the cause and effect of mortals. Xie Changyan cannot touch him, otherwise he will suffer the punishment of heaven, his cultivation will plummet, and he may even die.

This is an iron rule in the world of cultivation, and no one dares to touch it lightly.

Jiang Buli thought he had found Xie Changyan's weakness, and with a smug smile on his face, he left Xie's house in a mighty manner with his servants.