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A rather uncivilized word was spinning on the tip of Su He's tongue, but he just couldn't spit it out.
What mischief is this enchantress up to now?
Would such a being agree to such a request? Has the sun exploded?
I feel like you're playing me; I, Su He, am not the kind of turtle who speaks without restraint and acts without regard!
The toad eyed him, its gaze conveying a very clear message: No, you are! Normally you restrain yourself when sober, but when your mind is clouded, your true nature reveals itself.
Su He glanced at it and looked away from the toad. This was pure slander.
Yet the toad seemed to take pleasure in his misfortune: "The princess has agreed, but you must marry into the Yunmeng Marsh. The Dragon King is asking for your opinion. If you don't agree, they'll kill you to clear the princess's name."
"I advise you to behave yourself, don't drag me into this!" When the master dies, the soul beast follows.
Su He was dumbfounded, stunned for a long while.
Orient Loong God sidled up, patting his turtle shell with its dragon tail, raising its dragon brows, giving him an encouraging look.
Twisting its body, it left the garden.
Little Turtle has guts; just witnessing today's scene made the Dragon God Festival worthwhile! If there's trouble in the future, come to Xuantian Gate and your uncle will take care of it.
It didn't look at Ji Feixue but couldn't control itself as it left the garden, bursting into a long, skyward laugh. It felt as if the frustration of being beaten for tens of thousands of years had vanished in an instant.
"Call uncle!" It shouted at the full moon, not sure if it was to Su He or Ji Feixue.
Ji Feixue gave Su He a fake smile, then looked at the triumphant Orient Loong God in the sky and gently pushed forward with her hand. There was no visible anomaly, but Orient Loong God screamed and flew away as if escaping.
While screaming, it let out a strange dragon chant.
In the garden, the Yunmeng Dragon King shrank his neck: "Well… there are many guests outside that still need to be entertained, I shall take my leave."
He carefully backed away, turned the corner, and quietly gestured. A group of palace maids understood and immediately followed the Dragon King to evacuate.
The Dragon King turned back and gave Su He a look that said, "You're on your own."
With Ji Feixue's status, anyone else, no matter how intimidating their background, would not be far from death for teasing her like this.
But this was Ji Feixue; no one could fathom her temperament. Little Dragon Turtle would definitely suffer, but it wouldn't lead to any real trouble.
Now only Ji Feixue and Su He remained in the vast garden. The toad looked around and with a leap, entered Su He's Sense Realm and became invisible.
The toad was sensible; Su He was about to be beaten, so it left him some dignity.
Su He swallowed hard, looking at Ji Feixue in terror, his body involuntarily retreating, not even the severe pain could stop his escape.
He quietly backed away half a zhang, only to hear Ji Feixue speaking in a tone that was half reproachful, half resentful: "Little brother, you have violated me, and now you want to leave just like that, are you… a heartbreaker?"
The princess rose gracefully, landing in front of Su He, her robe flowing like water.
Her posture was proud, her silhouette exquisite and breathtaking. Her eyes were misty with grievance yet strong, as if holding back great sorrow.
Everyone would feel pity for her.
Su He: ???
!!!
Where am I? Who am I? What did I see?
Damn! Sister, you weren't like this just now, where's your murderous aura?
Where's the dominance when you beat Orient Loong God? Where's the authority that scared the Dragon King into silence?
Su He was dumbstruck, at a loss for what to do.
But Ji Feixue pretended to be pitiful: "Little brother, my purity of a thousand years, are you really going to ignore it and just walk away?"
Her eyes were misty with tears, her lips half-bitten, expressing endless sorrow and unspeakable heartache.
As if she had encountered a heartless scoundrel, Su He even felt like he was the scum!
Something was stuck in his chest, uncomfortable. First, she was enchanting, then sad, then cold and now pitiful again. Sister, your mood changes three times a day, it's a bit hard for me to keep up.
The princess looked at him, her voice filled with sorrow: "It has come to this, marry me."
Enchantress! Lunatic! Can you stop messing around? I'm seriously injured and can't take such a shock.
Su He panicked.
He was still young! He was only five years old, even a common grass turtle wasn't mature yet!
Seeing him silent, Ji Feixue looked even more sorrowful, smiled miserably, and turned her head slightly away: "Am I really so unbearable?"
Su He: "…"
No, not at all, I didn't think that! I'm not blind… Damn! This has nothing to do with looks!
With your kind of being, talking about marriage with me—sister, do you really believe there's no trick?
Seeing Su He's panicked look, the princess immediately showed a few shades of shyness, but then suddenly turned seductive, biting her lip as if making a great decision, and proudly said: "Look, sister's figure and appearance are both top-notch!"
Su He had to agree, Ji Feixue looked to be in her late twenties, with extraordinary talent and a stunning appearance. Even her dragon form was surprisingly beautiful, with pure white and a hint of light blue, as if concentrating the beauty of the dragon race over a million years on her alone.
After saying that, she giggled, the moment before she was on the verge of tears, and the next moment she was as seductive as a demon.
Her seductiveness also contained a subtle shyness, tightly grasping Su He's little thoughts. Little Dragon Turtle's blood surged, his heart almost leaping out of his shell.
Enchantress! Su He forced himself to stay calm, gritting his teeth.
Suddenly crying, suddenly laughing, it was like a Sichuan opera face-changing act; not giving her the best actress award would be an injustice to such acting skills.
Ji Feixue pointed with her delicate hand and a big red brocade book floated out: "Little brother, would you sign and seal for sister?"
The brocade book was filled with characters Su He didn't recognize, the handwriting elegant with a hint of sternness. Su He was blind to it, what is this?
Contract of Selling Oneself? Does signing it mean I become your slave?
We're all cultivators, can we sign things we don't understand?
He looked at Ji Feixue with difficulty.
The princess's eyes were misty: "Won't you?"
Another acting performance! Su He's head was spinning, a bit overwhelmed.
Just then, from the distant sky, the strange dragon chant of Orient Loong God came again, still immersed in some joyous event.
Ji Feixue's brows furrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in the corner of her eye, and she pointed with her slender jade finger.
Yunmeng Marsh remained as calm as ever, but the entire night sky was punctured, the heavens collapsed, and a huge hole appeared in the starry sky, like a black hole.
Orient Loong God screamed as it was sucked into the black hole, and Yunmeng Marsh fell into silence, as if frozen.
In the direction of the Dragon Palace, there was a moment of silence, followed by the sound of toasting and drinking, everyone busy with their wine, no one noticing Orient Loong God being beaten up.
Ji Feixue gently smoothed out the black hole with her hand, as if nothing had happened, only the missing Orient Loong God was somewhere licking its wounds alone.
Ji Feixue clapped her hands, unable to find her previous emotions, her pitiful expression interrupted, so she stopped pretending to be pitiful and threatened openly: "The nuisance is gone, can little brother sign now?"
Su He opened his mouth but said nothing, just staring at the starry sky that showed no traces…
Coward is me!
Alright! You have the upper hand, you're the boss.
Although Ji Feixue was crazy, she probably wouldn't harm him, just like when she forcefully fed him the White Spirit Elixir, at most it was a small punishment, a bit of suffering.
His mind moved slightly, and a piece of marsh mud rose in the garden, signing "Su He" on the brocade book, and for some reason, a feeling of selling himself into servitude emerged.
Dragon Turtle sighed to the heavens.
Su He then looked at Ji Feixue helplessly, his expression aggrieved: "What is this?"
Ji Feixue put away the brocade book, a sly look in her eyes: "Marriage contract!"
"…What?!" Su He was stunned, are you serious? Not a debt note, Contract of Selling Oneself or something? He was about to speak when he saw Ji Feixue stepping lightly and walking away.
"Hey! Don't go! What marriage? Who's marrying in? Marrying into what?" Su He was in a panic, this really couldn't happen!
Ji Feixue suddenly turned around, her face sorrowful, but her fingertips flashed with electricity, her nails sharp with a cold light. Her hair floated with the water, her murderous intent chilling.
"Not at all!" Su He shouted, damn, is this the rhythm of killing?
Enchantress, can't you be a bit more stable?!
He hurriedly said: "Senior, don't tease me!"
Ji Feixue's murderous intent receded, and she changed to a seductive and tender expression: "Call me senior again, and I'll kill you."
Su He: "…"
No wonder Meng Xuan said her aunt was a lunatic, if this isn't madness, who's mad?
"Why do you insist on me marrying in?" Su He asked, don't say I teased you, I don't remember that, and moreover, a slight offense can make me marry into Yunmeng Marsh, wouldn't all men in the world be overjoyed? If you really took the offense seriously, I should be a dead turtle by now!
Ji Feixue smiled and teased: "You guess?"
I won't guess!
Su He was about to speak, but he saw the woman opposite step out and disappear. Only a white dragon soared into the clouds, its figure vanishing into the clouds.
Su He stood dumbfounded for a long while, confused: "Why?"
The toad emerged from his forehead and snorted: "Can't you figure it out? You're a transmigrator, your fate is unpredictable! Even White Spirit said that after the opening of the heavens, it's hard to calculate your fate."
"By marrying you, Ji Feixue becomes one with you, tainted by your fate, and her destiny becomes chaotic, so others can no longer plot against her. It's better than any treasure that can shield fate! Tsk tsk, Ji Feixue has made a fortune! A husband in name only, in exchange for such a treasure!"
In this world, divination is difficult, but it also depends on the person. The enemies Ji Feixue faces are naturally of the same level. For such beings, breaking through the locks of fate and divining is not impossible.
White Spirit was able to break through the locks of fate before reaching such a realm.
As the toad spoke, a light flashed in its mind, it hammered its right claw on its left, and realized: "That thing is definitely not a marriage contract, it's probably about taking you as a sworn brother or even a son, the effect might be a bit worse, but it should be enough for such beings!"
Su He: "…So she's been playing with me all along?"
"What else?" The toad glanced at him: "Black tortoise wants to eat white dragon meat? You really dare to think! Maybe she's been eyeing your unpredictable fate for a long time, originally wanting to trade treasures with you, but today you teased her, just taking the opportunity to go down the slope. With a boast, you lost your treasure—big loss!"