Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Yu Xintang said thoughtfully, "I remember that the one who secluded himself from the world in the Dao Seeking Sect was the head of the Talisman Sect. When Huo Jiangmei and other disciples met him, they should have addressed him as Grandmaster Uncle."

As a talisman cultivator, he naturally knew the world-renowned number one talisman array master.

Tan Suiting took the teacup from Xie Weixing and calmly said, "I heard that one of the leaders of the Dao Asking Sect back then, who is now the founder of the Dao Asking Sect, was once harassed by an arrogant woman wielding a heavy sword when he went down the mountain to provide free medical treatment. He was then forcibly abducted."

He raised his eyes and said slowly, "You dare to rob the sect leader of the Dao Seeking Sect, wield a heavy sword, and are an arrogant woman. Junior Uncle, I would consider no one but you."

Fu Yao had already raised her hand to cover her forehead.

Yu Xintang pulled Shen Chunri aside and whispered, "I knew it... Xiaolong is usually quiet, but when he starts gossiping..."

Shen Chunri colluded with him, and the two held hands, saying, "It's quite a unique experience."

Nie Zhao's lips twitched as he looked at Fu Yao with disbelief: "Back then, you were actually the female version of Ni Wentian?"

"What?" Fu Yao looked up, her expression particularly complicated. "I was being chased by people from the Demon Realm when I happened to run into him. I was bored on the run, so I flirted with him a bit. But those crazy people from the Demon Realm insisted that he was my Daoist partner. They said they'd kill one if they could, and two if they could. He was plagued by illness and had low cultivation, so I had to take him with me when I ran. How did it get like this?"

"But I heard," Tan Suiting pursed his thin lips and lowered his eyelashes, "that the first time you saw that patriarch, you held your belly and said that he was the father of your child."

"Bang."

With a muffled thud, Xie Weixing nearly slid off his chair.

Tan Suiting had anticipated this and reached out to support the person.

Fu Yao's eyes widened, and after a long moment of shock, she shouted, "How do you know everything?!"

Tan Suiting raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly a little smug: "When I was a child, I had just come to the sect and couldn't sleep. My senior uncle told me strange tales and anecdotes about the Three Realms to help me fall asleep."

"Then he shouldn't say anything about me, right?" Fu Yao smiled sullenly. "How can I save face in front of my junior disciple like this?"

Shen Chunri burst into laughter, clutching her stomach, and collapsed onto Nie Zhao.

Yu Xintang asked in confusion, "However, how can someone with such low cultivation and suffering from tuberculosis become the head of the Talisman Sect?"

"He's got a sharp mind," Fu Yao said, taking a sip of tea. "Talismans, formations, hand seals, techniques from all sorts of sects—if you can name them, he knows them all. What he knows..."

She tilted her head back, lost in thought, her hair tied up with a jade hairpin, and her eyes, under the moonlight, seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of blue smoke.

The group looked up and saw that the night was deep and the stars were as numerous as the sea, too many to count.

Fu Yao's tone was light and languid, and the next moment it dissipated into the moonlit night.

"As many as the stars in the sky."

Nie Zhao asked curiously, "So when you attacked the Shangsu Jade Sect back then, it was also for the sake of that patriarch uncle of the Dao Seeking Sect."

“Yes,” Fu Yao blinked, “He was born sickly and suffered from tuberculosis. He was also injured by the Demon Lord because of me. If it weren’t for the Jade Bone Grass, he definitely wouldn’t have survived.”

Shen Chunri pouted: "Then this Demon Lord is too evil."

Xie Weixing asked curiously, "Junior Uncle, why is the Demon Lord chasing after you?"

Fu Yao chuckled twice, feeling a little guilty.

Tan Suiting glanced to the side, shifted his position closer to Xie Weixing, and added, "My senior uncle said that my junior uncle was incredibly audacious back then. Hearing that the Demon Lord was handsome, he went to peep at him while he was bathing. However, because he wasn't skilled enough in the invisibility technique, he was discovered and was subsequently hunted down."

Xie Weixing: ...?

My junior uncle really knows how to be a rogue.

Shen Chunri was shocked for a long time before she spoke: "No, isn't your senior master's favorite disciple? Why does he tell you everything?"

Nie Zhao took a sip of tea helplessly, then looked up and recalled: "When Xiaolong first came to the sect, he was too young. He missed the East Sea and his parents, and he wouldn't say a word to anyone. He would hide in Hanxin Lake every day to practice his sword. He wouldn't even listen to his master when he spoke to him. Only his uncle was gentle and had many ways to coax him."

When Tan Suiting first arrived at the sect, he was aloof and the youngest, so Feng Yuhe and Feng Jilan naturally doted on him more.

Xie Weixing looked serious, as if he wanted to listen intently.

Tan Suiting's ears turned a faint blush, and her eyelashes drooped down almost imperceptibly.

He retorted in a low voice, "Nonsense."

"Senior sister isn't talking nonsense," Shen Chunri said, hands on her hips. "Senior sister never talks nonsense. I also remember when I first came to the sect, you ignored me completely and didn't eat or cultivate with us. I even asked Master if you were mute."

Xie Weixing smiled, his eyes relaxed, staring intently at the Crown Prince beside him who had pursed his lips.

He raised an eyebrow slightly.

It turns out that even the dragon prince, known for his aloofness and coldness, has a childlike side, sometimes wanting to go home.

Shen Chunri was about to speak again when Yu Xintang, seeing that Tan Suiting was already embarrassed, immediately interrupted him.

"But that Demon Lord got what he deserved," Yu Xintang said with a smile. "I heard that he was hunted down by his enemies four years ago, all the way from the Demon Realm to the Spirit Realm."

"The spirit world?" Xie Weixing raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that where we are?"

"Indeed," Yu Xintang said, lightly tapping the porcelain cup with her fingertips, her eyebrows slightly raised. "I heard that the last time she appeared was in Jingzhou."

"Isn't Jingzhou Wanjianshan's territory?" Fu Yao asked. "If Yuan Heng encounters him, he'll surely kill him."

Back then, the Demon Realm sent people to besiege Wanjian Mountain. Yuanheng's father—the previous Tianxuan Heng Beast—was unable to defeat the Demon Lord in order to defend Wanjian Mountain and died in that tragic battle, ultimately sacrificing himself for his cause.

The Heavenly Profound Beast was a remnant of the ancient Heavenly Dao, comparable to the bloodline of the Penglai demigods. When it died, the Heavenly Dao was enraged and immediately unleashed heavenly punishment, raising the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain barrier, which forced the demons to retreat.

"I heard they were taken back to the Demon Realm, but they were severely weakened and even their harem was disbanded." Yu Xintang yawned.

"A harem?" Xie Weixing chuckled. "He's living a pretty comfortable life."

In the original book, the Demon Lord was saved by Su Boyu. Thanks to the protagonist's halo, he not only recovered from his serious injuries but also greatly increased his cultivation.

At that time, Su Boyu had returned to the Southern Frontier with Yu Xintang, so it was impossible for the beauty to save the hero as in the original book.

It was probably found by his subordinates and later brought back to the Demon Realm.

"Yes, the demons are not only promiscuous and lustful, but they also have no regard for men or women," Yu Xintang said casually. "This demon lord even forcibly took his own senior brother, the one who was studying at Xuanyou Palace. When he refused to marry him, he imprisoned him in the demon palace and persecuted him to death, leaving no trace of his body."

"What?!" Shen Chunri's eyes widened in shock. "His own senior brother..."

Nie Zhao covered her ears: "Children shouldn't listen to this."

Tan Suiting's fingers, which were resting beside the teacup, trembled slightly, causing ripples to spread across the clear tea in the cup.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his long, thick eyelashes casting a light shadow, his chin slightly tucked in, and his thin lips gently pursed.

Senior brother. Is it permissible to get married?

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