Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

From that day on, in addition to their regular cultivation, Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan had an additional mandatory subject of cultivating the Heavenly Eye Secret Technique every day.

And so, Yang Ping'an and his companion trained for more than three years. In the blink of an eye, Yang Ping'an was already ten years old.

Their three years of hard work have paid off; with the added boost of their talent, their strength has greatly improved. Speaking solely of Yang Ping'an's progress, if he were to face Elder Panda Gai Taijun again, he could easily defeat this top-tier demon king without even using his divine sense domain.

Although Yang Yitan's strength is not as monstrous as Yang Ping'an's, it should not be underestimated. In battle, he was able to fight on par with Old Master Yang and not be at a disadvantage.

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This day is the big day for Yang Yan, the younger sister of Yang Ping'an and Mu Yue. She will marry Mu Yue on this day and become his lawful husband and wife.

To prepare for this wedding, Yang Yan conceived the child herself and only returned to the Yang residence with Mu Yue after she became pregnant with Mu Yue's child.

Even though Grandpa Yang was somewhat dissatisfied with Mu Yue's mining team leader, he felt sorry for his daughter and the child in her womb, so he personally persuaded Madam Yang to agree to Yang Yan and Mu Yue's relationship.

However, for his daughter's happiness and to test Mu Yue's feelings for Yang Yan, Old Master Yang demanded that Mu Yue marry into the Yang family instead of Yang Yan marrying into the Mu family. Mu Yue agreed to his request without hesitation.

On this day, the Yang residence was filled with red bridal processions, stretching for miles from the road outside the residence all the way to the main hall inside.

The carriages that came to the banquet lined up from the gate of the Yang Mansion all the way down the mountain. Red silks were hung on the trees along the roadside. The Yang Mansion was bustling with noise and joy.

At the entrance of the Yang residence, Steward Yang was greeting guests arriving for the wedding. He had already welcomed many representatives from prominent families with connections to the Yang family.

Among the guests were Wang Quan Fei, the elder of the Wang Quan family, who brought gifts along with Wang Quan Baye and his sister Wang Quan Zui; Dongfang Guyue, the lord of Shenhuo Mountain Manor, who came in person; and important figures from various prominent families such as the Li, Zhang, Mu, and Ji families of the Yiqi Dao Alliance.

The Yang residence was packed with distinguished guests and relatives. The families present today had formed a subtle alliance within the Qi Dao Alliance, and the heads of each family took the opportunity of the celebration at the Yang residence to get together and exchange feelings.

Dressed in a red robe, Old Master Yang chatted with these people in a side hall next to the wedding venue, personally entertaining these business partners of the Yang family. The group frequently burst into laughter.

At this moment, in Yang Yan's bridal chamber, Yang Ping'an, Yang Yitan, and Yang Yitan's father were all present.

"Hey girl, this nephew... you did this on purpose, didn't you?" Yang Ping'an's uncle asked curiously.

"Of course, otherwise would our mother agree?" Yang Yan said, fixing her makeup in front of the mirror.

"Wow, that's clever, little sister. I'll learn from that in the future." Yang Ping'an's uncle had a strange smile on his face, as if he had learned something.

"You won't have a chance. I'll tell your sister-in-law. Ping An and Xiao Tan heard it too, right?" Yang Yan glanced at her older brother, shattering his illusions and pulling Yang Ping An and Yang Yi Tan onto her side as well.

"Speaking of which, what's so good about your husband? He can't even hit you..." Yang Ping'an's uncle asked Yang Yan, abandoning his beautiful fantasies as he saw Yang Ping'an and Yang Yan leaning against the pillar of the bridal chamber.

"Yes, yes, yes, my brother is the best fighter." Yang Yan blushed as she thought about her upcoming wedding with Mu Yue.

Today is Yang Yan's big day. Yang Ping'an did not bring his treasured sword, which he always carried with him. He leaned against a pillar and listened to the conversation between Yang Yan and Yang Yan. His thoughts drifted back to the day before.

Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan were practically raised by Yang Yan, and they both have a deep affection for her. Grandpa Yang is only around when the two are training, and Yang Yitan's parents are usually busy with their own duties, so only Yang Yan has time to play with Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan.

Previously, Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan were so engrossed in cultivation that they hadn't remembered Yang Yan's tragic wedding. It wasn't until Yang Yan finished her adventures and came to their door with Mu Yue that Yang Ping'an recalled the sad story about Yang Yan and her husband from the stories he had read in his previous life.

After recalling the relevant events, Yang Ping'an found Mu Yue the night before. Before the wedding, Yang Yan and Mu Yue lived separately, making it easy for Yang Ping'an to avoid others and take Mu Yue away.

"I don't object to your wedding with my aunt," Yang Ping'an said to Mu Yue after leading him to the bamboo grove in his courtyard.

"But I heard that you once let a monster go and even became sworn brothers with him. Now that humans and monsters are irreconcilable enemies, have you thought about what would happen to you and my aunt if someone reported you for doing this?" Yang Ping'an pressed Mu Yue for an answer before he could speak.

"I didn't, I just..." Mu Yue looked anxious, wondering how Yang Ping'an knew that he had released a monster, but things were not as Yang Ping'an thought, and he wanted to explain himself.

"As long as you admit that you are related to monsters, you will be captured by my Yang family's enemies. They will torture you severely and force you to accuse the Yang family of instigating your actions."

If you cannot withstand the torture and are forced to confess under duress, slandering the Yang family, how will the world view the Yang family and my aunt? The reputation of my Yang family will plummet, and my aunt will be condemned by everyone.

If you endure their brutal torture, they will torment you to death and won't give the Yang family a chance to clear your name, since the dead can't speak. Afterwards, my aunt will sever ties with my grandfather and leave the Yang family because they won't help you, never to have anything to do with them again.

"Which path would you choose? Which one do you want to choose?" Yang Ping'an asked Mu Yue, explaining the two scenarios he would face if he admitted to having a connection with demons.

"I don't want to choose either path. I have nothing to do with monsters. I just..." Mu Yue was caught up in the two terrible situations that Yang Ping'an described that he didn't want to think about. He wanted to explain that he would never slander the Yang family.

"That's right, that's it. If you don't want to end up like that, no matter who asks you if you have any connection with the monster, don't admit it. Just insist that they're framing you. Leave the rest to me, the Yang family will handle it." Yang Ping'an wanted to pat Mu Yue's shoulder, but he could only reach his arm, so he patted Mu Yue's arm instead, instructing him on how to deal with the situation.

"I will remember." A firm belief burned in Mu Yue's eyes. Although he was taciturn and only wanted to live a peaceful life with Yang Yan, he absolutely did not want Yang Yan to be hurt because of him.

"Powerful families aren't as simple as you think. I've received information through my own channels that a group of people might target you tomorrow. I hope you won't be used by others in the future," Yang Ping'an said with a sigh before escorting Mu Yue back to his residence.

"I hope nothing unexpected happens today." Yang Ping'an pulled himself out of his thoughts, leaned against Yang Yitan, and watched Yang Yan sway her headdress.

"Xiao Tan, Ping An, do I look good today?" Yang Yan asked the two of them as she saw Yang Yi Tan yawning boredly through the dressing mirror.

Yang Yan had a beautiful face, which looked even more stunning in her red wedding dress.

"My aunt is the prettiest," Yang Yi sighed earnestly, and Yang Ping'an replied in return.

"Hey sister, why don't you ask me anything?" Yang Ping'an's uncle asked, coming closer when Yang Yan ignored him.

"Brother, don't joke around. If it weren't for Dad helping you and your sister-in-law get together, your taste would be...tsk tsk." Yang Yan was very satisfied with the affirmation from Yang Ping'an and his wife, and was full of anticipation for the upcoming wedding.