My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

"Shi Yin!?"

When the middle-aged woman saw Gu Shiyin, she was first stunned, then she let go of the door and walked over to carefully examine Gu Shiyin's features. She then exclaimed in surprise:

"Nephew Shi Yin, is that you?!"

"Aunt, it's me, Shi Yin has come back to see you!"

Gu Shiyin grasped the hand extended by the middle-aged beauty and replied with equal excitement.

After exchanging pleasantries, the middle-aged woman looked at the young girl standing next to Gu Shiyin and asked in confusion:

"Shi Yin, who is this fellow Daoist?"

"Hehe, Aunt, she is my fiancée, and also my wife."

Gu Shiyin glanced at Cui Ying, then introduced her somewhat embarrassedly.

"Greetings, Aunt. My name is Cui Ying. You can call me A-Ying along with Shi Yin."

Cui Ying smiled slightly and greeted the middle-aged beauty very politely.

"Okay, okay, you are all good children!"

The middle-aged woman smiled broadly as she looked Cui Ying up and down a few times, offering several compliments before leading the two into the courtyard.

Aunt Liu's house is a two-courtyard house. Although it is not very large, it is surrounded by flowers and green trees all the way.

"My aunt is a person who cherishes plants and trees. There is a magic array in her house all year round, so there is beautiful scenery in all four seasons."

Seeing that Cui Ying had glanced at the garden several times, Gu Shiyin, who was standing beside her, immediately laughed and explained. Then he pointed to a pavilion across the way that was covered with green vines and said with a smile:

“Look, little sister Ying, those are the purple jade grapes that my aunt grew. Didn’t they look crystal clear last time, as beautiful as agate?”

Cui Ying looked intently and indeed saw several bunches of pale purple grapes hanging from the top of the pavilion. Just as she was about to speak, she heard her aunt, who was walking ahead, chuckle:

"It's beautiful, isn't it? That year, when you three siblings came to stay for a while, you would climb up and pick them to eat whenever you had nothing to do. I don't know which glutton ate too much, but the excess spiritual energy made him have a stomachache and he fell to the ground rolling around."

"Oh dear~ Auntie, you still remember all those embarrassing things from all these years ago!?"

Gu Shiyin was truly embarrassed this time, especially when he saw Cui Ying's barely suppressed smile. He really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"When we get back, we'll plant a Purple Jade Grape in the yard too."

Seeing Gu Shiyin's embarrassment, Cui Ying grabbed his hand and whispered something in his ear with a smile.

Although Aunt Liu in front couldn't hear what Cui Ying was saying, she caught a glimpse of the two holding hands tightly. Not only did the smile in her eyes deepen, but the corners of her mouth were also stretched to the back of her ears.

Once inside the hall, Cui Ying learned that Aunt Liu was ten years older than Gu's mother, but she had injured her body while fighting magic in her early years and had not had any children all these years.

She had always treated Gu Shiyin and his two siblings as her own flesh and blood. When she received the letter and learned that Gu Shiyin and Cui Ying were engaged, she struggled with anxiety for a long time.

Seeing the two so affectionate, he said he felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

Next, she introduced Cui Ying to her husband, a male cultivator with gray hair, who appeared to be at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The couple naturally received them very warmly, and during the conversation, Aunt Liu kept observing Cui Ying, finding that no matter what she said, Cui Ying could respond, which made her extremely satisfied.

Especially considering that Cui Ying's cultivation level was higher than theirs, yet she showed no disdain for them whatsoever. With such character, she would surely continue to treat Gu Shiyin, who was unable to cultivate, with kindness.

After exchanging pleasantries, Gu Shiyin brought up the matter of worshipping the Liu family ancestors. Aunt Liu readily agreed and instructed the servants to quickly prepare the necessary items for the worship. She then led the two of them on a cloud to a small hill behind the village.

There are two burial mounds there.

Judging from the inscription on the tombstone, it should be Gu Shiyin's maternal grandparents buried inside.

Cui Ying and Gu Shiyin personally placed offerings for the two deceased elders and solemnly paid their respects. Just as they were about to leave, they saw Aunt Liu behind them wipe the dust off the two tombstones and then mutter to herself with a smile.

Although her voice was barely audible, Cui Ying could still hear her praising herself, saying that the Liu family had gained another remarkable descendant besides Gu Shiyao, and so on.

Despite having lived two lives, Cui Ying had never experienced being praised from dawn until late morning like this before, and she couldn't help but blush slightly upon hearing this.

After the worship ceremony, they returned to the Liu family home.

The servants in the house had already prepared a sumptuous meal.

At the warm invitation of Aunt Liu and her husband, Cui Ying obliged and drank a few cups of wine.

Who knew that the wine was sweet and delicious at first taste, but its aftereffects were extremely potent.

She had only drunk five cups when she felt a surge of heat on her cheeks and a floating sensation on the soles of her feet.

"Sister Ying, you're drunk!"

Gu Shiyin was startled when he saw Cui Ying's flushed cheeks.

"Oh dear, look how red her face is. Shi Yin, quickly help A Ying to rest."

Aunt Liu chuckled, quickly stood up, and instructed Gu Shiyin to take Cui Ying to rest. Then, as if remembering something, she said:

"Oh, right, I still have your room saved for you. You can make do here for the night."

Cui Ying initially wanted to say that she could use her magic to expel the effects of the alcohol, but seeing Gu Shiyin's anxious expression, she ultimately changed her mind.

After entering the spotless room, she, emboldened by the alcohol, pushed the young man down onto the couch, her beautiful face, as lovely as a peach blossom, raised, and said with a touch of coquettishness:

"Brother Shi Yin, kiss me."

"My aunt and uncle are still outside!"

Gu Shiyin was timid, and upon hearing this, his face turned even redder than Cui Ying's.

But Cui Ying wouldn't have it, pouting as she said:

“We’re engaged, and even your maternal grandfather knows I’m your wife. We’re practically husband and wife now. What’s wrong with husband and wife being intimate?”

"alright."

Gu Shiyin swallowed hard and leaned down to slowly approach Cui Ying's bright red lips.

But Cui Ying wanted more than that. The moment their lips met, she deepened the kiss, rolled over and pinned the boy beneath her, her small hands roaming restlessly over his body.

"Well!"

After a long while, Gu Shiyin finally released Cui Ying, panting heavily. His exposed neck and chest were already flushed red.

With great difficulty, he pulled his hand out from under his clothes, which had been igniting fires everywhere, and growled in a low voice, his face filled with suppressed anger:

"Sister Ying, please don't do this, I can't hold back anymore!"

"Brother Shiyin, don't you like me like this?"

Unexpectedly, Cui Ying blinked at him, looked innocent, and drew circles on his chest with her index finger.

"I love it! I absolutely love it!"

Gu Shiyin grabbed that hand again, put it in his mouth and gently bit it, saying fiercely:

"Wait until we get married, and see how I deal with you!"