The deflated cultivator refused to give up and vowed to turn the tables.

Huang Chenghe claimed that he was already recognized as the "King of Pranks" at the age of three. He and Su Zinong, who was in high spirits, sawed someone else's carriage axle in half for their own vulgar and wicked tastes.

When the carriage reached a rough road, the axle broke, the carriage overturned, and a person dressed in white fell into the mud. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a young master.

What's even more coincidental is that this young master is the same handsome young man I met in Dream Dragon City who drew his sword to help someone in need.

At that time, the young master asked Su Zinong his surname and where he was from. Su Zinong only said his surname was Su and then hurriedly left with Huang Chenghe. He never expected to see him in Tianan City. Even more unexpectedly, the two of them had mistaken their target when they tried to play a trick on Mo Mo, and ended up hurting someone else.

The young master struggled to his feet, supporting himself with his hands. Upon inspecting the carriage axle, he discovered it had been tampered with; the saw marks were clearly visible. He saw two men laughing wildly behind the carriage and, enraged, stepped forward and demanded, "What are you two laughing at? Are you gloating? Did you do this?"

Su Zinong bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry, we mistook you for someone else. I sincerely apologize to you, brother. We will compensate you for the carriage and clothes at their original price. I'm truly sorry..."

The young master was taken aback by Su Zinong's polite manner, his direct admission of the matter, and his sincere apology. Although he was furious, he couldn't vent his anger and almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in.

At this moment, Huang Chenghe took out a thousand-tael silver note and handed it to the young master, saying, "I'm so sorry, I really made a mistake!"

"So what if you mistook me for someone else? Does that mean you can play such pranks on the right person? Being your friend is the worst thing that could happen!" the young master said sullenly.

“Young master, you misunderstand. The person we were going to play a trick on wasn’t our friend, but our enemy. Don’t laugh at us, but we were both caught in that person’s vicious trap and ended up with our buttocks bleeding. We were bedridden for eight days and eight nights, and we still feel terrible when we walk. Don’t you think we should let her suffer a little bit?” Su Zinong explained in detail.

The young master snatched the silver note from Huang Chenghe's hand and stormed off without looking back, abandoning the broken carriage.

The coachman looked around and then followed.

"It seems we've offended someone..." Su Zinong wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Yes, we’ve already offended him, even if we don’t want to. We’ll meet again sometime. We can apologize properly next time we see him, or if he needs any help, we’ll do our best to help.” Huang Chenghe scratched his head, feeling embarrassed as well.

"The world is so vast, and I've wandered the martial world for so long, I've rarely run into someone three times in a row, unless we live in the same place," Su Zinong concluded.

“I always felt that I would definitely meet this person in the future, and that I would have a deep entanglement with him. Perhaps it is some special destiny ordained by heaven!” Huang Chenghe said, nodding to himself as if he had discovered a shocking secret.

“Let’s walk, Wong Tai Sin.” Su Zinong patted him on the back of the shoulder.

The two returned to the inn to retrieve their luggage and took the same carriage to the eastern side of the mountain.

A large mountain resort came into view, with many houses perched on the mountainside, atop the mountain, or in the valleys. The resort was peaceful and serene, shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

If it weren't for the plaque above the gate, one would think it was some large sect, with a scale comparable to some medium-sized sects. In reality, it was a family of cultivators.

This is the famous Qinghe Mountain Villa.

Huang Chenghe is someone who can be friends with anyone.

"Brother Tiger, long time no see. I bought some pastries on the way, take these and have some, and this brother should have some too." As soon as Huang Chenghe arrived, he took out a large bag and handed it to the gatekeeper of Qinghe Manor.

By this time, he had removed his disguise and was showing his true self.

"Young Master Huang, it's you! Long time no see, I'm so happy, thank you, thank you, please come in. I'll inform the manor lord right away." The tall and mighty Tiger Brother smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, and ran into the manor to inform Huang Chenghe of the manor lord.

Unexpectedly, the manor owner did not come out to greet them, but instead a woman who seemed otherworldly and ethereal, with eyes like the mist of early summer, as if she had stepped out of a painting, dressed in blue, and incomparably beautiful.

She walked out gracefully, her skirt swaying in the breeze, and gave a gentle bow, saying, "Young Master Huang, this humble woman greets you." Her voice was melodious, like the song of a nightingale.

What an absolutely stunning woman! Su Zinong thought to himself.

"Wow, Qinghe, you've grown so tall! The last time I saw you, you were just a little kid of eleven or twelve. Now you've grown into a graceful young lady," Huang Chenghe praised with a smile.

"Young Master Huang, do you still recognize me? It's been several years since we last met. You've grown taller and more handsome." Qinghe said with a smile.

"By the way, you're so stunningly beautiful, I wonder which lucky guy will be lucky enough to marry you. Have you gotten engaged yet?" Huang Chenghe asked bluntly, presumably they had known each other since childhood.

At that time, girls in the world would get engaged and married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, so Huang Chenghe's question was not a problem. However, it was rare for someone to ask about marriage as the second thing they said upon meeting.

"You rascal! Why do you want to propose marriage the moment you see a beautiful woman?" Su Zinong tugged at Huang Chenghe's sleeve.

"She's like a younger sister to me. I'm asking for you!" Huang Chenghe smiled slightly, winked, and nudged Su Zinong with his elbow.

"Young Master Huang is too kind. I am still young and not yet engaged. Cultivators believe in letting things take their course, and there is no rush to get married," Qinghe said with a smile, not minding at all.

“Speaking of marriage, there’s a recent marriage that’s been the talk of the town,” Qinghe continued.

Recently, invitations have been widely distributed throughout the cultivation world. It turns out that the Palace Master of the Goddess Palace is getting married to the young master of the Flowing Sand Fortress. The wedding banquet will be held at the Goddess Palace in a month, and people from all walks of life in the cultivation world are invited to attend and witness the occasion.

Although the Goddess Palace is not particularly powerful, it is still a unique entity in the cultivation world.

Her disciples were all women, each one as beautiful as a flower, making men all over the world drool. However, the fairies of the Goddess Palace were all chaste and virtuous, and there was never any news of them getting married, which was quite a pity.

Flowing Sand Fortress is a small aristocratic family in the cultivation world; most people have only heard of it but know nothing about it.

The focus of much discussion is that the Palace Master of the Goddess Palace is 91 years old this year, while the young master of the Flowing Sand Fortress is only 19 years old, which is a May-December romance with a huge age gap.

"An old ox eating tender grass!" Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe sighed inwardly.

The owner of Qinghe Manor went into seclusion for cultivation.

Huang Chenghe told Qinghe about the news he had overheard. The Heavenly Demon Sect intended to harm a certain immortal cultivation family in the south and launched a large-scale invasion southward to seize a treasure. They would arrive in Nancheng within ten days and begin their operation.

Qinghe said, "My father has just gone into seclusion, and I have taken the liberty of sending a message on his behalf to the major families in the south via carrier pigeon. However, there are at least dozens of cultivation families in the south, so how can we accurately notify them?"

“We heard that the Heavenly Demon Sect will meet in the South City within ten days. We can infer that their area of ​​operation should be limited to the cultivation families within the South City or a radius of three hundred miles. In addition, they will send nearly a hundred people, who should be from medium-sized or large families,” Su Zinong said.

Qinghe nodded, smiled slightly, and said nothing more.

When asked, I simply smiled.

Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe hurriedly left Qinghe Villa to avoid implicating them.

The two boarded the carriage and resumed their disguises.

"Excuse my bluntness, but women's clothing suits your temperament better." Su Zinong couldn't help but smile as he recalled Huang Chenghe's previous cross-dressing.

"Mind your own business!" Huang Chenghe pouted.

Two hours after the carriage had set off, Su Zinong looked out the window and saw a shifty-eyed man following them from several dozen feet behind...