“Stop!”
Those two words weren’t spoken by Ye Yu, but by the “bride” beneath the veil.
“Who on earth are you? You’re standing right in front of me and saying you intend to kill me? That’s too much! You really don’t take me seriously, do you?”
“So what if we don’t?”
Bai Xichu didn’t tolerate anyone’s nonsense and retorted immediately. In her eyes, anyone besides Ye Yu and their sisters was fair game to die.
The “bride” also had a fierce temper. She yanked off her veil and said coldly, “Come on, let’s fight it out and see who...”
She never finished. Her eyes went blank as she looked around at the disciples, then back at Ye Yu.
“Why is it you?”
Honestly, Ye Yu wanted to ask the same. Why was it her?
At that moment, Feng Yingzhi rushed forward and hugged her.
“Banxia, long time no see! Your dress today is so festive!”
Indeed, the “bride” sent by the Demon Heavenly Lord was none other than Banxia, whom they hadn’t seen for a long time. She possessed the azure calf divine beast that served as a holographic map of the Celestial Realm, and she’d intersected paths with several of Ye Yu’s wives. Even Feng Yingzhi, the master immortal weapon crafter, had been introduced to Ye Yu by her. Banxia had been a great help to Wuwei Tower.
No one expected fate to bring them together again—and in such a way. Banxia felt embarrassed. Just as she was about to speak, Zhu Diezhen grabbed her hands.
“Immortal Friend Banxia, so long without seeing you—I’ve missed you! And your makeup is exquisite today! Come on, let’s head into the tower and talk!”
With that, Zhu Diezhen led Banxia back into Wuwei Tower’s gate.
Frankly, Zhu Diezhen remembered Banxia fondly. When she ascended, Banxia had guided her into the tower; without her, Zhu Diezhen might have wandered for ages. She’d wanted to become sisters then but hadn’t succeeded. Now the chance had come, and she wouldn’t miss it.
Among the crowd, Lin Miaoxue nodded slightly to Banxia as well. Without doubt, she too had been helped by Banxia’s divine beast, the flying azure ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ calf named Xiao Meng. Without Xiao Meng, Lin Miaoxue wouldn’t have met Ye Yu so quickly. A kindness repaid across a thousand years!
Lin Miaoxue immediately stepped in front of Bai Xichu and clamped Yun Roumu’s mouth. The message was clear: with her here, no one could harm Banxia.
Bai Xichu snorted but said nothing; Yun Roumu, though resentful, dared not speak against her sisters’ protectiveness. And Zhu Diezhen clearly had a close bond with Banxia, so who was anyone else to object?
They all entered Wuwei Tower’s main hall and recounted what had happened. The burning question: why had Banxia come here as “bride” today?
Banxia sighed before sharing her story. After separating from Ye Yu and Feng Yingzhi, she’d traveled widely and had no plans to return to Three Corpses Palace—after killing a high-ranking member, returning was too risky. Yet unexpectedly, Three Corpses Palace declared war on the righteous sects of the Celestial Realm. The conflict dragged on fiercely, with Three Corpses Palace recalling all its demonic immortals. Banxia sought solace in seclusion at a feng shui sanctuary, but her own sect found her. With no choice, she fought alongside them.
Over time, Three Corpses Palace gained the upper hand, even more so after the Lord awakened. Banxia felt immense pressure and longed to slack off. Recently, after conquering another sect, demonic immortals were assigned to guard and plunder it. Banxia volunteered to stay—only to have the Lord himself appear and whisk her away. He tasked her with a daunting mission: marry a peak Immortal King at all costs and persuade him to join Three Corpses Palace. Success would earn her vice palace lordship, two top sect cultivation manuals, and two immortal artifacts. Refusal wasn’t an option; in Three Corpses Palace, refusal meant death.
Although Banxia was reluctant, she had no choice—hence today’s scene. Fate had truly worked in curious ways: she’d expected a furnace, but instead had come to Wuwei Tower.
When Banxia finished, Ye Yu stood and walked before her. Everyone thought he was about to propose, completing another sister for the circle. Even Banxia thought so. After all, they were all familiar, and while marrying a new companion might feel odd, they’d grow used to it. Banxia took a deep breath and prepared to say “I do.”
Instead, Ye Yu suddenly pinched her cheek.
“You disgusting Demon Heavenly Lord, pretending to be Banxia to fool us! You’re a man—aren’t you ashamed? Change back this instant!”
Under Ye Yu’s twisting hands, Banxia’s face contorted. She frantically gestured that she wasn’t tricking them, but he ignored her. Only when Zhu Diezhen and Lin Miaoxue pulled her away did he stop.
Rubbing her numb cheek, Banxia said in disbelief, “Ye Yu, what are you doing? Why mention the Demon Heavenly Lord again?”
“I said ‘again’? You are the Demon Heavenly Lord in disguise! Your looks may change, but the position of your ornaments never moves!” Ye Yu pointed at the jade pendant at Banxia’s waist—a pendant he’d seen on the Demon Heavenly Lord but missing from him today, now appearing on her. That was the proof!
