After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

After obtaining the seed of the Marriage Tree, Yuwen Cuojin did not make a fuss and pretended nothing had happened before going to the Imperial Mausoleum of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Thanks to their meticulous planning, they successfully seized the Array of Life and Death, and used it to reverse life and death, resurrecting an ancient Qiongqi from the Hall of Hundred Beasts.

Everything proceeded exceptionally smoothly thereafter. The Qingyuan Sect was destroyed, but he attributed all the credit to Situ Ding.

With the seed of marriage secured, fame, fortune, power struggles, and other worldly pursuits within the sect become nothing more than fleeting clouds.

Once he refines it, what in the world can't he obtain?

Yuwen Cuojin even used his injury as an excuse to abandon the path he was in charge of. After falling in cultivation level, he resigned from his position as vice leader and went into seclusion in the mountains.

Years passed.

The marriage tree remained dormant, as if it had lost all vitality. If it weren't for the fact that the Dao would never perish, Yuwen Cuojin would have suspected that it was already dead.

During this period, the mountain forest was indeed deserted at first, but gradually, refugees fleeing the chaos of war migrated there, and it gradually developed into a village.

Perhaps it was because the days of seclusion were too boring, or perhaps it was because he had not been a member of the Demonic Sect for many years, but he found that the ordinary life of an ordinary person also had its own unique flavor.

He lived in the town for a few more years.

That day, apricot blossoms were in the light rain, and the green hills were shrouded in mist.

While Yuwen Cuojin was drinking, he happened to see a woman holding an umbrella crossing a bridge. At that moment, a voice in his heart said, "Would you be willing to become a stone bridge, enduring five hundred years of wind and five hundred years of rain, just to let her cross the bridge once?"

He responded without hesitation:

"willing!"

When he got home, he found that the marriage tree seedlings had sprouted green buds.

A realization dawned on him: those who govern marriage must have lovers.

Upon discovering this, he was overjoyed, having thought that his self-destruction was a foregone conclusion and that he would never have any hope of becoming a master cultivator again. He saw hope once more.

He pursued the woman, but unfortunately, he only knew how to kill and set fires and was completely ignorant about love.

Although the woman treated him as an ordinary friend, that period became the most beautiful part of his life.

Three more years passed.

As usual, he brought apricot blossom wine to Xiao Qiao, with whom he had first met. This time, the woman suddenly drank the wine in one gulp and said that she was going back to Penglai.

"I hope to see you again when I revisit this place," she said.

She probably thought I was just an ordinary person, like a bird in the mountains and a fish on different paths.

Although it's a misunderstanding, the difference isn't significant.

Once you join the Demon Summoning Cult, you are a member of the cult for life. Although Penglai Island rarely interferes in the affairs of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, its attitude towards the Demon Summoning Cult is even more resolute than that of other righteous sects.

However, Yuwen Cuojin did not give up; he still had something to rely on—the Way of Marriage.

'Wouldn't it be better if I just reached the seventh realm of the Path of Marriage?'

The woman left, and the growth of the marriage tree came to a standstill, but he had already comprehended a new method from the Dao seed.

The love of others can also help it grow.

However, after leaving the town, he realized that true affection is hard to find in this world.

"They're always together, how can they not love each other? What a despicable couple!"

"How can this little girl divide her love into so many parts? And give each part to a different person?"

"He promised to come back and marry her after passing the imperial examination, but where did this boy's love go... oh wait, did it transfer? Bah!"

"Your two kids are both eight years old, and you still don't love them?"

Yuwen Cuojin was initially shocked, wondering how a mortal could be more extravagant than the Demonic Sect.

But what bothered him even more was that his progress was getting slower and slower.

"This kind of woman of the night will probably never understand what love is..."

One day, Yuwen Cuojin passed by a brothel and was shaking his head, intending to leave, when, as if by some strange twist of fate, he discovered something.

He seems to have a knack for connecting other people with their own romantic relationships...

Especially that kind of love that wasn't even firm to begin with.

After he "connects" them and transfers the affections to himself, even a woman of the night will fall deeply in love with him.

It doesn't even necessarily have to be a woman.

He found a shortcut to mastering the art of marriage.

At first, Yuwen Cuojin was just an ordinary person with a weak will who fell in love with him. Then it became a martial artist, and the realm of the object of his affections kept getting higher and higher until several high-ranking members of major sects in Zhenzhou were completely devoted to him.

Unbeknownst to him, his power had already rivaled that of the Demon Summoning Sect, and he was only one step away from the seventh realm, and he was showered with love and affection.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

True love is rare in this world; he gave those who don't understand love a chance to experience it.

But after experiencing the pinnacle of his predecessors' lives, he quickly found it boring again.

Those he controlled all fell in love with him, but what about himself?

In a hazy memory, he recalled that small town, that little bridge, and the apricot blossoms in the light rain of that year...

The woman holding the umbrella.

Yuwen Cuojin, having changed his appearance, went to Penglai to propose marriage. The woman agreed so quickly that even he was surprised, and he didn't even need to use the magic of the Marriage Tree.

Even if we tried, it wouldn't have made a difference, firstly because the other party's feelings for us were already unwavering.

Secondly, the person the other party is deeply in love with is him.

On his wedding day, during their bridal chamber night, he asked the question that had been lingering in his mind.

When did you...?

"When we met again in the small town, it was a pity that we were no longer in the small town."

The words fell.

'puff--'

A sharp sword pierced his chest, freezing all his passion.

Yuwen Cuojin was initially filled with astonishment, but then felt relieved.

It turns out that he himself didn't understand what love was either.

Zhang Xuan is very difficult to kill unless he dies willingly.

......

tread----

tread----

The sound of footsteps carried far into the empty underground palace.

"Since that woman had already fallen in love with Senior Yunlu, why did she kill him with her own hands on their wedding day?"

Situ Ding couldn't help but ask.

The disappearance of the Marriage Path has piqued the curiosity of many in the Demon Summoning Sect. What great taboo and secret is hidden behind it?

Even someone like Situ Ding didn't know about it; perhaps only the sect leader himself knew a little about it.

Just now, a member couldn't help but ask, after all, Qin Yuzhi was also the leader, although she was the former one.

But precisely because of this, they may have a clearer understanding of the matter, or even have experienced it firsthand.

Qin Yuzhi didn't keep anything secret and told them the whole story.

Senior Yunlu died at the hands of her beloved on her wedding day.

"Yes, if they were in love, why did it end like this?"

"Senior Yunlu finally met someone who truly loved her without needing a marriage tree, how could she be killed?"

"I thought he had retired to a life of seclusion with his beloved, but I never imagined he would die on his wedding day..."

The sudden change in style caught everyone in the demonic sect off guard, and the questions in their minds didn't diminish; instead, they started popping up all over their heads.

"Because that senior woman from Penglai is a stubborn person. How can I describe such a person..."

Qin Yuzhi thought for a moment, seemingly searching for a suitable adjective, and then her eyes lit up:

"By the way, in Xiao Mo's words, she's a yandere."

"..."

The members of the Demonic Cult exchanged bewildered glances. It turned out that this story was considered a secret not because it concealed any hidden secrets.

Is it because it's too outrageous that recording it would lead to suspicion that it's fabricated?

"Wait, who is this 'Little Mo' you just mentioned?"

Situ Ding suddenly realized.