Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

Four days later.

South Demon Land.

Several miles away from Cyan Lotus Mountain.

In a mountain forest.

"Damn it, Zhao Yi, run faster!"

"My butt got bitten, how can I run faster? You guys help pull me!"

"The demonic beasts are catching up again!"

A group of Flying Wing Tigers were relentlessly chasing after three ragged cultivators.

The three, hair loose and bodies filthy, fled the forest in a disgraceful state.

It seemed that they entered the Cyan Lotus Mountain area, and the Flying Wing Tigers finally stopped chasing them.

The three lay on the ground, panting heavily, still shaken.

"Why are the demonic beasts in South Demon Land so ferocious?"

Four days ago, they had set off from Yunling Town, heading towards Cyan Lotus Mountain with anxious and excited hearts, eager to ask Xia Qinglian in person if she truly was the Divine Maiden.

With optimism in their hearts, they did not anticipate the journey to be so challenging.

Just a few hundred miles from Yunling Town, they were attacked by a Treasure Hunting Team, who stole their money.

So the three had to rely on Sun San’s Spirit Beast Master skills to hunt low-level demonic beasts for sustenance and to replenish spiritual power.

Struggling to reach Qiushui Town near the Eastern Cultivation Border, they encountered remnants of the Joyful Union Sect attempting to assault a female cultivator. The three intervened heroically but were beaten half to death.

They managed to save the female cultivator, only to discover it was a trap, and overnight, the female cultivator stole all their talisman papers and spirit pills.

Pressing on southward, they entered the familiar yet dangerous South Demon Land, now overrun by demonic beasts, the weakest being Third Grade Ghost Wolves.

Thus, they were repeatedly chased by various demonic beasts, narrowly escaping death countless times, arriving finally at Cyan Lotus Mountain today, exhausted.

"Boohoo, it’s too difficult!"

"Divine Maiden, are you really Xia Qinglian? Boohoo."

"Stop crying, I want to cry too, boohoo."

The three lay on the ground, crying, as a dense array of footsteps approached, a group of cultivators hurriedly running, conversing as they went.

"Hurry up, the sect inauguration ceremony at Cyan Lotus Mountain is about to start!"

"I heard Celestial Fall Sect and Red Cloud Mountain are already fighting for a spot up front."

"Damn it, those Saintess Xia’s bootlickers! Make room for me!"

"Don’t rush to ingratiate yourself; Zhenyang Sect has unified the Three Great Sects, their prestige is even grander. If a fight breaks out, we can’t choose the wrong side."

"Yes, although Xia Qinglian is formidable, the spiritual energy at Cyan Lotus Mountain is lacking compared to the abundant spiritual energy at Zhenyang Mountain; it’s at a disadvantage from the start!"

"When Nalan Yan was still at Cyan Lotus Sect, they still lost because the spiritual energy at Cyan Lotus Mountain was insufficient, preventing other disciples from reaching their potential."

"Let’s hold off on discussing this, and see how things turn out today. Whoa, there are so many people ahead!"

The group of cultivators soon disappeared from view. Zhao Yi, Qian Er, and Sun San struggled to get up and gazed ahead, stunned.

In the distance stood a majestic and beautiful mountain, with a massive crowd gathering at its base, roughly estimating tens of thousands.

This kind of spectacle, it seemed like half the cultivators of Hongzhou Continent had arrived.

"Damn, how do we squeeze in?"

Zhao Yi and Qian Er looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Suddenly beside them, a surge of spiritual power ignited feverishly; the two turned in shock toward Sun San, who was glowing brilliantly.

"Damn, Sun San, you’ve established your foundation?"

Sun San gazed at the distant imposing mountain, his eyes showing fervor:

"I must ask Saintess Xia in person if she really is the Divine Maiden; no one can stop me!"

With that, Sun San rushed forward!

"Sun San, we’re coming with you!"

"And me, ah! Charge!"

...

Cyan Lotus Mountain.

The previously quiet and barren mountain foot was now a sea of people.

Countless cultivators continued to squeeze forward, trying to get to the very front.

Currently, the closest position to the Cyan Lotus Mountain gate was a standoff between the Celestial Fall Sect and Red Cloud Mountain.

Xu Kongming pointed at Yue Li coldly: "Yue Du’er, you once disrespected Cyan Lotus Sect greatly, yet today you dare come brazenly. Aren’t you afraid of retribution from the Divine Maiden?"

Yue Li, shrouded in black mist, spat: "Xu old man, aren’t you shameless? You sneak attacked the Divine Maiden before and begged for mercy after being defeated. Now you fight for position with me, if you get it, will you ingratiate yourself?"

"Wow, that’s the Demon Sect for you, speaking so bluntly?"

Surrounding cultivators were shocked, many from Eastern Cultivation, carried the righteous path cultivator’s reserve.

Though they were here to ingratiate today, they still had pride, unwilling to show it too openly.

Witnessing Celestial Fall Sect and Red Cloud Mountain’s shamelessness opened their eyes.

But none were fools; they came today as a courtesy to Xia Qinglian, not wanting her resentment.

Yet it didn’t mean they’d definitely side with Cyan Lotus Sect, for the largest sect power currently was undoubtedly Zhenyang Sect, unifying the Three Great Sects.

Meanwhile, Cyan Lotus Sect here relied on Xia Qinglian’s three hundred Ten Thousand Miles Flying Arrows to intimidate the Four Domains, rivaling Zhenyang Sect in momentum.

In terms of long-term development, Zhenyang Mountain’s spiritual power was abundant, whereas Cyan Lotus Mountain was barren in South Demon Land, particularly lacking in spiritual power.

In a few years’ time, Zhenyang Sect would undoubtedly produce talent aplenty, while Cyan Lotus Sect was destined to tread the same old path.

Only a few top combat powers, but other disciples’ overall strength falls far short of Zhenyang Sect.

So most attendees held a wait-and-see attitude today.

After all, they wouldn’t offend Xia Qinglian from the outset, observing the situation first.

Ultimately, neutrality if nothing else worked.

Whispers among Eastern Cultivation arrivals:

"Did you hear? The spiritual energy at both Feiyun Mountain and Thunder Sword Mountain vanished completely two days ago!"

"I’m from Thunder Sword City, of course I know. It’s said Thunder Sword Sect’s ancestor revealed himself, blaming Su Longxiang for the sect’s downfall, severing the immortal vein at Thunder Sword Mountain."

"What about Feiyun Mountain? Could it be Feiyun Sect’s ancestor severing the immortal vein in anger too?"

"Yet how could entire mountain’s spiritual energy disappear overnight?"

At this moment, a light shone from Cyan Lotus Mountain.

Everyone stopped their chatter and conflicts, the dense crowd instantly quieted, all looking up towards the mountain summit.

A tall figure in a red cloud-pattern silk robe slowly emerged from the mountaintop, walking in the air.

Her long hair was styled in a matronly bun, adorned with a blue hairpin, adding elegant charm to her stern demeanor.

On her stunningly beautiful oval face was a calm expression, strolling in the clouds like the Nine Heavens Profound Lady.

Everyone looked up with admiration and awe in their eyes.

To the west, a golden imperial chariot appeared, the Western Emperor Wu Heng stood up, saluting the cloud-borne lady.

"Greetings, Saintess Xia!"

The surrounding area fell silent.

Even the Western Emperor was here, showing such reverence?

"Greetings, Divine Maiden!"

Xu Kongming reacted swiftly, kneeling first.

"Greetings, Divine Maiden!"

Nearby, Yue Li was astonished, quickly following suit.

Lead by the two, the South Demon Land’s sects and factions also knelt in succession.

The cultivators from Northern Wilderness and Eastern Cultivation, though not kneeling, bowed as well.

"Greetings, Divine Maiden!"

"Greetings, Divine Maiden!"