With a call of "Brother Wu Wang," Fairy Ling stepped on a colorful cloud and came from outside the palace.

Seeing Wu Wang in front of the palace gate, she couldn't help but smile, her gaze swept to Ji Mo, her smile faded and her brows furrowed.

"Why is he here too?"

Ji Mo's face immediately turned into the length of a donkey's face, gritting his teeth, he said, "Fairy, can you not say what's on your mind!"

"Hmph."

Ling Xiaolan walked to Wu Wang's side with her hands behind her back, stepping on half-inch thick fairy light under her embroidered shoes, her pure white long skirt swaying in the wind.

She slightly raised her head and looked at Wu Wang's eyes, slightly bowed, and smiled:

"Congratulations to Brother Wu Wang for being promoted to the Lord of Wu Wang Sect. Finally, if I want to find Brother Wu Wang, I don't have to go to the Demon Sect."

Wu Wang:......

The tone of these words is not disdain for the Demon Sect, but a sense of relief.

"I haven't congratulated you on becoming an immortal. It seems that you have become more burdened after becoming an immortal?"

Ling Xiaolan sighed, "It should be better."

"Is it true or false?"

"You'll see," Ling Xiaolan dissipated the fairy light under her feet, her toes lightly touched the ground, and she gently turned around in front of Wu Wang.

Her fluttering skirt stunned countless immortal soldiers.

Wu Wang gave a thumbs up, and Ling Xiaolan lightly laughed and spread fairy light under her feet again.

Ji Mo tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with vicissitudes.

The lively atmosphere belonged to the two of them, the excess belonged to himself, friends were false, and forgetting loyalty for beauty was normal.

"Wu Wang, help me solve the matter here first."

"Oh, right, I almost forgot about the main business."

Wu Wang immediately put on an air, smiling, "Fairy, come with us. It just so happens that you can help Brother Ji with some ideas."

Ling Xiaolan said, "When I came, I saw several powerful demon cultivators in front of the main hall of the General Pavilion. Did Brother Ji provoke someone's daughter again?"

Ji Mo's eyes were full of bitterness and anger, "Yes, yes, only your Brother Wu Wang is a gentleman. I'm just a playboy who attracts bees and butterflies!"

"Is that so?"

Ling Xiaolan said calmly, "But if I have to count, how many women have you provoked since you were in your twenties?"

Wu Wang's eyes lit up and he smiled, "It seems that Brother Ji has had a rich life in front of the Drunken Flower Tower."

Ji Mo immediately lost the battle and said in a low voice, somewhat guilty, "This time is different. This time I'm really going to settle down. Let's not mention the recklessness of my youth."

"Hmph," Ling Xiaolan said indifferently, "Wu Wang, don't help him."

"I believe Brother Ji won't dare to mess around this time."

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow at Ji Mo and winked at Ling Xiaolan. Ling Xiaolan finally let Ji Mo off the hook.

Wu Wang smiled, "Let's go, don't let that big sister wait too long. This is the sacred place of Renhuang Pavilion, and it's not suitable to make too much noise because of these things."

"Thank you, Brother Wu Wang."

Ji Mo smiled and took the lead, holding a folding fan and occupying the position next to Wu Wang.

Ling Xiaolan silently took out a treasure sword and held it in her hand, her feet accompanied by light lotus flowers, chasing after the two of them to Wu Wang's residence.

Many immortal soldiers transmitted their voices to each other, each one full of astonishment.

"Isn't Fairy Ling the next Empress's Dao companion, the true saint who lit up seven stars on the Tianyan Stone?"

"Yeah, why does it feel like this fairy has a different look in her eyes when she looks at the Lord of the Punishment Hall?"

"Could it be?"

"Hiss - our Lord of Wu Wang, could it be!"

"Hush, hush, this matter must not be spread! Don't tell anyone that the Empress likes the Lord of Wu Wang, it will cause trouble for him!"

"Yes, yes, if the next Empress is exposed, the Evil God will definitely go crazy!"

"Although we are not afraid of those gods, we can't be careless... No wonder our Lord can wrestle with the Poverty-stricken, how can the Poverty-stricken be a match for our Lord? The Heavenly Emperor is!"

"Ah, our perspective was too small before."

"Our Lord is too strong!"

This kind of news spread like ripples on a mirror-like pond, spreading far and wide.

Now, Wu Wang and the other two had just arrived outside the attic when they heard laughter coming from inside.

It turned out to be Lin Suqing and Le Yao chatting. I don't know what Lin Suqing said, but Le Yao couldn't stop laughing, and the immortal Mu Da Xian beside her was also laughing with a "goose" sound while holding his stomach.

Wu Wang looked at Ji Mo and saw that his face was still normal, but his gaze was a bit flickering.

"Suqing, what funny things are you talking about?"

Wu Wang's voice passed through the protective array, and Lin Suqing hurriedly ran over to open the door. Le Yao also immediately stood up from her seat and looked towards the door.

"Young Master, you're back..."

"Brother Ji Mo?"

Le Yao called out softly, "Is it you, Brother Ji Mo?"

Ji Mo stood with his hands behind his back, sighed lightly, his eyes full of warmth and tenderness, looking at Le Yao, he said in a gentle voice, "I made you worry, little sister Yao."

He's awake!

The hairs on Wu Wang's arms have already stood up!

Ling Xiaolan and Lin Suqing, as fairies, absolutely don't have hairs, so they can only tremble slightly.

Le Yao shook her head slightly, her eyes filled with infatuation and longing. The previous annoyance and quarrel had turned into flowing water at this moment, leaving only the lingering affection in her eyes.

She didn't know when she changed into a fitted black dress, as if there was a hint of pink light.

"It's good that you're here," Le Yao said softly, "I was worried about you and didn't know where you went... Did you come here to judge a case?"

Wu Wang:......

Wasn't this his excuse just now?

Didn't this witch Le Yao see through it directly and expose him on the spot?

How come!

Ji Mo shook his head, just saying, "I just have some things on my mind and came to talk to Brother Wu Wang."

"Can't you talk to me?"

Le Yao pursed her lips slightly, her eyes showing a hint of disappointment and anticipation.Ji Mo sighed softly and took a half step forward, about to open his arms...

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, Ji Mo felt his vision blur and his figure was pulled back several zhang by a large hand.

Le Yao, the girl, also appeared beside him, being dragged by a surge of blood.

Bang!

The wooden door of the attic suddenly closed, and Wu Wang's cursing voice came from inside: "Enough of your nonsense, come in!"

"Hey, Brother Wu!"

Ji Mo quickly called out, while Le Yao's face showed a hint of disappointment.

She said, "Is it because of me that you feel embarrassed, Brother Ji Mo?"

"How could that be," Ji Mo said gently, "Brother Wu was mainly worried that we would argue. How could I feel embarrassed when you come? Walking with you on the road, I wonder how many people would envy me."

Le Yao pursed her lips, her face showing dimples, and looked up at him.

Ji Mo slightly lowered his head, a smile in his eyes, and looked down at her beautiful eyes.

The two stood silently two feet apart, like stone sculptures.

She stood with her hands behind her back, and he held a folding fan in his hand. Their eyes spoke a thousand words, letting the gentle night breeze blow through their hair, accompanying each other.

Suddenly, there was a flicker of fire in the attic.

Mu Da Xian, Lin Suqing, and Wu Wang stood in a row, with a cruel smile on their lips, holding up bright torches.

Ling Xiaolan, on the other hand, looked at this scene thoughtfully, and went to the side, finding a chair to wipe with her immortal power, lost in her own thoughts.

Wu Wang gritted his teeth and said, "Charge!"

Mu Da Xian kicked open the wooden door, and the three of them rushed towards the couple with torches.

Seeing this, Ji Mo took the opportunity to pull Le Yao and run towards a distance. The scene was chaotic for a while, filled with the laughter of young men and women and the laughter of beautiful heavenly immortals.

Playing around was one thing, but there were still important matters to attend to.

After a while, in Wu Wang's attic.

A square table was placed in the center, and several people sat quietly around it.

Wu Wang sat in the main seat, his face quite serious.

On his right hand side was the chair wiped by Ling Xiaolan, which was now emitting a faint light. Ling Fairy's sitting posture was also dignified, exuding an elegant and refined aura.

It seemed strangely fitting.

Mu Da Xian sat on the other side of Wu Wang, holding a short sword and looking at Ji Mo and Le Yao with a fierce expression. The latter was sitting opposite Wu Wang, with their chair armrests close together.

Their hands had never separated!

Lin Suqing floated over from the side, bringing tea and snacks, serving each person, and standing behind Wu Wang.

"You," Wu Wang said with a cold face, "came here to deliver an invitation?"

Ji Mo hurriedly said, "Brother Wu, it's about what happened before."

"In that case, let me make it clear," Wu Wang said, "Le Yao, the reason why Ji Xiong came to find me is because he has unresolved concerns. Do you still remember a few days ago when you and Ji Xiong went to a peach blossom forest?"

"Of course I remember."

Le Yao's eyes regained clarity, sitting up straight and looking at Wu Wang.

This facial expression and tone of voice were completely different from when facing Ji Mo.

Wu Wang asked, "What did you do at that time?"

She said, "We encountered a few troublemakers, and I taught them a lesson, but I didn't take their lives."

"How did you teach them a lesson?"

"I... I gave them a beating."

Le Yao was a little puzzled, "What's wrong with that?"

Ji Mo rubbed his forehead with one hand, not knowing how to explain.

Wu Wang laughed and said, "When you made your move, you were too brutal. Ji Xiong was scared. In his impression, you were gentle, cute, and innocent. But that day, he suddenly saw you kick someone over, step on their forehead and spin around, and then pull out someone's Elemental Infant and stuff it into someone else's mouth... Ji Xiong was extremely scared at that time."

Le Yao's face turned pale, she turned her head to look at Ji Mo, and whispered, "Was I... too much?"

"Not too much, not too much," Ji Mo hurriedly said, "They were the ones who wanted to attack us, we were just fighting back, although our methods were a bit intense."

Wu Wang laughed, "Ji Xiong doesn't want to cancel the engagement or run away, he just wants to know if you would use such violent methods on him."

Le Yao slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Wu Wang and scolding, "What nonsense are you talking! How could I hit Brother Ji Mo!"

Ji Mo's Adam's apple trembled, "Please don't be rude to Brother Wu."

"Oh."

Le Yao's anger instantly dissipated, and she sat back down with a pout, saying, "I am a demonic cultivator, when I hit someone, it triggers battle techniques... Anyway, I won't harm Brother Ji Mo. From now on, I will restrain my cultivation."

Ling Xiaolan smiled and said, "I think Le Yao doesn't need to restrain her cultivation. Ji Xiong should be the one who needs to take more control."

Ji Mo repeatedly begged for mercy from Ling Xiaolan.

Wu Wang said, "In order to make Ji Xiong feel at ease, I have asked the experts in the formation inside the attic to set up an illusion formation. Le Yao, are you willing to enter the illusion formation? The illusion formation has no other effects, it just simulates some enemies for you to fight against."

Le Yao didn't hesitate at all and said directly, "I'm willing to enter the illusion formation."

"Brother Wu," Ji Mo said, "please also arrange an illusion formation for me later. Since it's a trial before the marriage, there's no reason to only test Le Yao and not me."

"Brother Ji Mo..."

"Sister Yao..."

The two looked at each other, and a trace of pink aura filled the room.

Wu Wang's mouth twitched slightly, about to complain in his heart;

Ling Xiaolan suppressed her laughter and imitated Le Yao's tone, softly calling out to Wu Wang, "Brother Wu~"Wu Wang's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he replied in a rough voice, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Ling Xiaolan instantly lost her composure and covered her mouth, unable to stop laughing.

Lin Suqing raised an eyebrow from behind, sizing up Ling Xiaolan again, wondering what she was thinking.

The result of the illusion formation was quickly revealed.

The experts from Renhuang Pavilion were truly formidable. Le Yao and Ji Mo, two cultivators at the Ascending to Immortality realm, knew they were entering the illusion formation, but they could only last for a moment before getting lost.

By the way, Le Yao lasted for two moments.

Le Yao entered the formation and experienced four scenes. The first three scenes were relatively ordinary, involving situations such as whether to help in an unjust situation, how to defend against false accusations, and how to deal with a crisis when facing a horde of ferocious beasts.

This demonic cultivator, Le Yao, was decisive in her actions and had a sense of righteousness, but she was too ruthless.

When encountering an unjust situation, she drew her sword and nearly killed the aggressor.

When falsely accused, she didn't bother to defend herself and subdued her accusers with a short knife.

When surrounded by ferocious beasts, she fought her way out, killing seven in and seven out, and finally returned to the camp with the bodies of her companions, showing no change in expression throughout.

The next scene was tailored for Ji Mo and had a slightly more complicated plot.

Le Yao's sect was annihilated, and Ji Mo was the mastermind behind it. Le Yao fought her way to Ji Mo, but she hesitated to strike him with her raised sword, tears streaming down her face. In the end, she committed suicide with her own sword.

Ji Mo was deeply moved by this scene.

The illusion formation reflected the thoughts in their hearts.

When the formation retreated, Le Yao remained sitting in place without moving, her face covered in tears, unable to remember what she had experienced in the illusion.

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Wu Wang and the others completely ignored the scene where Ji Mo comforted Le Yao.

Let's skip ahead to Ji Mo entering the trial in the illusion formation.

The only scene in the illusion formation: Drunken Fragrance Tower.

"The girl looks beautiful," Wu Wang said slowly. "If Ji Mo can resist any evil thoughts for half an hour, we'll consider him passed."

Le Yao stared at the illusion formation without blinking, feeling a bit nervous about the situation inside.

Ji Mo passed by the Drunken Fragrance Tower, shaking a folding fan in his hand. Without any struggle or hesitation, he walked into the tower, which he was familiar with, and was about to speak to a few girls when he hesitated slightly.

A servant boy smiled and said, "Young Master Ji, we have a new top girl here!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ji Mo smiled and said, "Same place, same seat, and plenty of spirit stones."

"Alright! Young Master Ji, please come in!"

Outside the illusion formation, Wu Wang couldn't help but cover his eyes. He couldn't bear to watch.

Ling Xiaolan had already started wiping her treasured sword, thinking about how quickly she could draw it and keep the immortal treasure from being stained with blood.

Le Yao sighed softly, a hint of frustration in her eyes, and whispered, "That's just his personality..."

Inside the illusion formation, a voice sounded:

"Young Master Ji, Miss Le Yao has arrived!"

"Oh?" Ji Mo stood up to greet her, looking at the lightly made-up beauty behind the bead curtain. Who else could it be if not Le Yao?

Outside the illusion formation, Le Yao blinked her eyes, a hint of excitement in her eyes. She looked left and right, not knowing who to share her inner joy with.

In the illusory Drunken Fragrance Tower, Ji Mo and the imagined Le Yao played music and danced, toasted and exchanged cups, and soon they were whispering to each other and their gazes became confused.

"Stop!"

Wu Wang shouted loudly, and an expert from Renhuang Pavilion immediately intervened, forcefully kicking Ji Mo out of the illusion.

Ji Mo sat cross-legged in the empty space in front of the pavilion, his eyes filled with regret. The experience in the illusion had already become a blurry memory.

He lowered his head and looked at his robe, coughed, and sat there for a while before standing up.

"Brother Ji Mo!"

Le Yao softly called out and rushed into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest, gently rubbing her forehead against Ji Mo's chest.

"I know that you only have me in your heart now. I'm so happy, I don't want to be separated from you anymore! Let's go home, okay?"

Ji Mo's eyes were somewhat confused, but he naturally embraced the woman and looked at Wu Wang with a puzzled expression.

Wu Wang calmly picked up his teacup and took a sip, saying calmly, "Let's go back. Remember to send the wedding invitation when the time comes."

"Thank you, Brother Wu Wang, for your help! Well, I won't disturb you and Fairy Ling anymore! Hahaha... hiccup."

Ling Xiaolan snorted lightly but didn't say much.

Wu Wang sat there, looking at the night sky, and sighed slightly.

Ah, that damn God of Luck!

...

Half a day later, at noon.

In the southwest part of the Human Realm, in a bustling city, there was a six-story high restaurant with thriving business.

"Hey, let me tell you something, have you heard?

The Mysterious Female Sect's Saintess, Ling Xiaolan, has her eyes set on Wu Wang, the Punishment Hall Master of Renhuang Pavilion!"

"Is that true? Doesn't that mean Wu Wang will be the next Emperor?"

"Shh! Keep it down! Can we really say such things? Just keep it in mind! "

"No wonder Wu Wang was able to outwit the leader of the Evil God, Qiong Qi. How could Qiong Qi be a match for Wu Wang? The difference in their abilities is too great."

"You know it yourself, but don't tell anyone else. I'm making an exception to tell you, just because we get along well."

"Hahaha, I heard there's even a Golden Qiong Qi Award."

Clap!

In a corner of the restaurant, a female immortal wearing a bamboo hat suddenly crushed her wine glass, dropped a few small spirit stones, and walked out of the restaurant.

Under the sunlight, the beautiful face hidden under the bamboo hat revealed a cold smile.

The exact same cold smile appeared on the mouth of a middle-aged man sitting on a stone platform tens of thousands of miles away in the Great Wasteland's southwest region.

Wu Wang, the future Emperor?

You caused me to be reprimanded by the Heavenly Palace and almost lost my divine position!

I will make you understand what cruelty is!"I can only attach my soul to a cultivator, my true form cannot descend. It's somewhat troublesome to set a trap for that Master Wuwang.

I should go find those wastes from the Ten Gods Temple first.

Speaking of which, why did that mysterious deity who attacked my true form last time, decide to punish me?

At that time, I only heard a cold snort, without any words left behind.

Was it because the mixed tribe of hundreds of races that I devoured at that time, had believers of this deity?

Qiong Qi pondered for a while, then tossed this question behind him, continuing to plan a grand drama.

Since Master Wuwang is considered to be the next Human Emperor of the Human Realm, he naturally wouldn't have much to do with the gods;

From this perspective, my dealing with Master Wuwang, would not possibly provoke that mysterious deity again.

The logic is clear."