Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

Ji Zhiya had never set foot in Xicang Country and was unaware of the Corpse Sect. Judging from the name, it didn't sound like a reputable sect. His gaze on the man in black grew complicated.

Xiang Yunchi had never been to Xicang, but he had heard of the name of the Corpse Sect.

Only Wu Shuhong knew something about the origin of this sect.

The Corpse Sect—once the most powerful sect in Western Cang, boasting a millennium of history and 100,000 disciples—is a heretical organization that associates with corpses, specializing in their cultivation, refinement, and cultivation of esoteric techniques. However, they operate with principle, never harming living people, so they cannot be considered a heretical cult. Furthermore, the Corpse Sect resides deep within Western Cang's Mantuo Mountain for years, rarely entering the martial world.

Wu Shuhong's father, Wu Daozi, the previous leader of the Underworld Palace, had once clashed with an elder of the Corpse Sect, breaking three ribs and confined to a bed for three months. That elder's last name was also Ge. It couldn't be such a coincidence!

"Dad, the Sect Master was right. I had a terrible fever, but I managed to escape all the way to the community temple. It was the Sect Master and Master who saved me, and now I'm a disciple of the Corpse Sect. And the ghost-faced men who wanted to kill me are from the Ghost Realm and are the Corpse Sect's sworn enemies." Ruan Chuyin raised her head from her husband's arms, walked over to the Sect Master, and confirmed. She had witnessed Master's terrifying strength, and she had to cling to this support.

"Ghost Realm?" Wu Shuhong was uneasy upon hearing this. That was the current largest sect in the Western Cang Kingdom! This sect was filled with experts, and had once dominated the martial arts world five hundred years ago, ranking first in the world. But then, for some unknown reason, they suddenly retreated from the martial arts world, ignoring worldly affairs. How could Hatsune Miku have provoked them?

"Fellow Daoist Wu, it's getting late. Why don't we talk while walking?" Ge Yinghan was extremely sleepy after fighting two games in a row. He smiled and flashed in front of Wu Shuhong and suggested. He moved so fast that even the corner of his clothes didn't lift up at all, which frightened the three of them.

In this way, the two teams shuttled through the dark night.

Xu Qingxiao and Wu Shuhong chatted animatedly. Ji Zhiya and Xiang Yunchi, feeling guilty about the Xuantian Sect, took the initiative to raise the Yanshan Pavilion. Ruan Chuyin, her master, and her fellow apprentices followed behind.

"Disciple, who among those two is your husband?" Ge Yinghan asked in a low voice.

"All."

"Will the King of Zhenbei allow you to remarry?" Although Ge Yinghan had been staying in Mantuo Mountain, it didn't mean that he was oblivious to the world's affairs. He had heard of the name of Nanxing Yizi Pingxiang Wang Xiangge.

"Yes. I have seven husbands."

After he finished speaking, Xu Qingxiao suddenly slowed down and couldn't help but look back at the little clay figurine.

Ge Yinghan and several disciples who were closer to her suddenly had their eyes brightened, and their inquiring gazes lingered over her.

Could it be that the junior sister, though she looked shabby, was actually a fairy? His eyes unconsciously turned to the two elegant figures walking in front of him. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had figured it out. He suddenly became excited and his feet were running fast.

The third and fifth elders were at the end of the team, closely watching the movements around them.

"Mr. He, did you hear what that girl just said?" Wang Renmei felt a pang of emotion. He and his wife had only one daughter in their entire lives. His daughter was more open-minded than her mother, having married four times. After so many years of marriage, they finally had a daughter. In a few years, she would be of marriageable age, and it would be time to start worrying about her marriage.

He Tuoling glanced at Ruan Chuyin unhappily, cursing her in his heart as "heartless and ungrateful", and became increasingly displeased with this new disciple.

But when he heard his wife's name, he suddenly became excited and immediately moved to the little clay figurine.

"Li Chanjuan is your mother-in-law? What does your mother-in-law look like?"

The night was dark, and He Tuoling's sudden appearance nearly frightened Ruan Chuyin half to death. She froze, her pupils dilated, her right hand clutching the collar of her shirt, frozen in place.

"You're looking for death!" Ge Yinghan immediately raised his palm and blasted him out of the sky.

After the disciple drank half a bottle of the Mind-Concentrating Pill, the two rigid eyeballs moved slightly.

Xiang Yunchi directly handed the burden to Ji Zhiya, ran towards the little white rabbit, looked at Ge Yinghan angrily and said: "Senior, shouldn't you give me an explanation!"

Ji Zhiya handed Yan Shanting over to two soldiers, and moved to Ruan Chuyin to check her carefully. Fortunately, she was not seriously injured. He looked up and stared at the man in black in front of him with displeasure, clenching his fists.

"I'm fine. It has nothing to do with my master." Ruan Chuyin breathed a sigh of relief and tugged at Xiang Yunchi's sleeve.

Ge Yinghan waved his sleeves, raised a finger and pointed to the sky, saying, "I have already knocked him away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Third Elder landed in front of them and shouted angrily, "Ge Yinghan, are you crazy? You used such a heavy hand, are you planning another fight?"

Ge Yinghan?

Wu Shuhong turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of shock.

The Corpse Sect elder who injured his father back then was called Ge Yinghan. He had already turned gray in hair by then. How could he still be alive now?

"If you keep nagging me, I won't let Hatsune tell you the whereabouts of your wife."

This sentence was so devastating that He Tuoling immediately shut up, his arrogance gone. He stared at the little clay figurine with eager eyes, and even his tone became much more approachable.

"Hatsune, what does your mother-in-law look like? How old is she? Is she beautiful? What are her characteristics?"

This... is hard to describe. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Third Elder, how about I draw her and show her to you when we get back to the city?"

"Good, good! It couldn't be better!" He Tuoling clapped his hands happily, turned around twice on the spot, and urged everyone to speed up.

Ruan Chuyin quietly asked her master about the age of the third elder.

When he heard that he was seventy-five years old, he staggered.

The Queen Mother is not even fifty yet, and the age gap between these two people is too big. Who wouldn't run away?