Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

"Bro, what are you looking at?"

The surrounding disciples were all staring in astonishment at Ruo Mei, and Liu Su was no exception. She couldn’t help but call Qin Gengyun, but received no response, only seeing Qin Gengyun gazing absentmindedly at Ruo Mei, as if his soul had been taken away.

Liu Su reached out and tugged at him: "Bro, what are you doing!"

The Saintess hasn’t been away for long, and you’re already so mesmerized by a woman with such ordinary looks?

Qin Gengyun didn’t hear Liu Su’s words, still fixated on Ruo Mei.

"Hey!"

Liu Su got anxious, yanking him harder, and only then did Qin Gengyun turn around:

"What’s up?"

"I should be asking you that!"

Liu Su widened her eyes, glaring at him fiercely, then said after a moment:

"Oh, I get it. Bro, you like this kind of style, don’t you?"

Wasn’t the Saintess who transformed into Qiu Zhihe also the type that looks delicate and cute yet hits someone so they bleed profusely?

Now that the Saintess isn’t around, the dear sis-in-law is desperate enough to look for a low-level substitute.

Yes, that must be it!

I’m going to keep a note of this for sis-in-law and tattle when the Saintess returns!

Qin Gengyun looked at the furious Liu Su, wanting to tell her about his discovery, but thought better of it, since she was in league with his wife and had always helped her deceive him.

For now, he decided not to tell her.

He glanced at Mo Xiaolan nearby, who was currently being entangled in conversation by Wu Yiren, it seemed she wouldn’t have time to discuss with him either.

So Qin Gengyun decided he would find a way to approach Ruo Mei by himself to see if she had the same scent as that strand of hair.

The second round of the competition was about to begin.

Zhang Ling and Zhao Zhen appeared one after another, both winning easily.

The one from Divinity Transformation Peak, Shi Ying, also won; his combat style was quite unique, relying on his body to collide with opponents, using his body as a weapon.

His body was extremely tough, indeed an invincible tool.

After winning, Shi Ying threw a taunting look at Qin Gengyun, seemingly unimpressed with how Qin Gengyun had knocked down Zhou Ling’Er with one stick earlier.

Qin Gengyun ignored him, but suddenly felt a stir in his heart. When he looked over, a gaze that had been watching him quickly shifted away.

Qin Gengyun stared at the Danxia Peak disciples, Ruo Mei had her head down, seemingly still stuck in guilt from injuring someone earlier by accident. Qin Gengyun shook his head.

Am I being too sensitive?

At that moment, the surrounding noise rose, Qin Gengyun looked towards the field, it was Wu Yiren stepping out again.

This princess smiled sweetly at Mo Xiaolan before leaping onto the field.

Qin Gengyun couldn’t help but shake his head and smile, whispering to Mo Xiaolan:

"Must be tough on you."

Mo Xiaolan gave him a sideways glance, transmitting a voice message: "I should have let you try charming this princess."

Qin Gengyun replied via voice transmission: "She likes your type, there’s no point in me trying. Xiaolan, you better work hard, maybe you’d really end up as the Prince Consort."

"You’re still saying that?"

While Qin Gengyun was transmitting messages to Mo Xiaolan, Xia Qinglian glanced at him stealthily once more.

It seemed her husband had sensed something unusual about her.

Looks like it was those traces left from that day at the Hot Spring Valley of the Divinity Transformation Peak.

Was it that supposed body fragrance?

Xia Qinglian lowered her head to sniff herself, yet found no traces of flowery or milky scent.

Is this body fragrance only perceptible to someone intimate with me?

Just then, Qin Gengyun looked over again, so Xia Qinglian quickly lowered her head, continuing to act all soft and naive.

As Qin Gengyun’s gaze shifted away, she took the opportunity to look at him, then quickly shifted away when he glanced back.

During that moment, their gazes tangled several times.

Just then, Wu Yiren caused another commotion, drawing both of their attention back to the field.

This time, Wu Yiren’s opponent was a male disciple from Heaven-Reaching Peak, who initially greeted her with a fawning face:

"Princess, I am from Heaven-Reaching Peak, Huang Yun. Since there are so many strong people in the world, why not take a good look before choosing someone?"

Wu Yiren ignored him, surveyed the surroundings, and said loudly:

"Fellow disciples, I have come to Zhenyang Sect for two reasons: to learn martial arts and to capture the murderer of my elder brother. I take the Outer Sect competition very seriously and hope no one will hold back against me. Give it your all if you meet me!"

Huang Yun was taken aback, and the other male disciples privately chuckled, thinking that regardless of your words, being a princess, no one after an easy life would truly give it their all against you.

Wu Yiren continued:

"I already have someone in my heart, whom I will choose as my husband in the future. No matter how you try to please me, I won’t look at anyone else. I urge you to give it your all against me. Otherwise, not only will you fail to gain my favor, but you’ll get injured for nothing, how worthless!"

Wu Yiren’s words caused an uproar across the entire field.

The male disciples all looked towards Mo Xiaolan with extreme jealousy in their eyes.

"That guy only has an average look and ordinary cultivation, yet he caught the princess’s fancy?!"

"I, with my charming looks and extraordinary cultivation, actually lost to someone like him? I don’t believe it!"

"Truly, being close has its advantages! I hate it!"

"This detour will have to be traveled with tears for the next hundred years!"

These male disciples, having lost the princess to Mo Xiaolan, were each filled with deep resentment towards him.

The disciple named Huang Yun, realizing Wu Yiren had thwarted everyone’s thoughts, suddenly showed a cold expression, raising his hand to reveal a long sword glowing with blue light.

It was unexpectedly a Middle Grade Magical Artifact.

It seemed like he didn’t intend to hold back either.

Wu Yiren snorted coldly: "So, you too are just lusting after my status, here for gain, how could it last long?"

Huang Yun, his intentions publicly exposed, blushed with anger, and shouted: "Junior Sister Wu, if you are heartless, don’t blame me for being ruthless when attacking!"

He raised his right hand, sending the long sword flying, shooting towards Wu Yiren like lightning.

Wu Yiren laughed loudly: "This is the spirit!"

She waved her sword with her right hand, using the Supreme As-Heart Sword technique, and simultaneously activated the Golden Dragon Technique from the Western Emperor Palace with her left hand. A golden dragon shot out from her pale hand, roaring toward Huang Yun!

"The princess had actually mastered the Supreme As-Heart Sword and the Golden Dragon Technique?!"

"She isn’t just a pretty face after all!"

"Good thing it wasn’t me up there!"

Exclamations rang out as the golden dragon bit Huang Yun, swallowing him whole.

Inside the dragon, pleas for mercy quickly arose:

"Spare me, Princess, I concede, I concede!"

Wu Yiren huffed, the dragon coiled twice before spitting Huang Yun out, then gradually dissipated.

Huang Yun emerged in disarray, his clothes tattered and hair in a mess, while Wu Yiren stood with hands behind her back, her elegant face full of pride:

"Do you yield?"

"I yield, I yield, Princess’s cultivation is supreme, even without status, you are outstanding among us!"

"Hmph, like I need you to say that!"

Wu Yiren turned and walked back to the Xiyue Peak disciple lineup, casting a smile at Mo Xiaolan:

"Senior Brother Lan, wasn’t I awesome?"

Mo Xiaolan smiled and nodded, then his gaze narrowed.

It was now Qin Gengyun’s turn to enter the field.

This time, his opponent wasn’t Zhou Ling’Er, the Charming Little Elf, but a cold fairy.

"It’s Xu Caihe! The daughter of the City Lord of Zhenlian City!"