The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

As one of the thirty-six Celestial Kings, the Brown Earth Celestial King’s death was no small matter among the Demon Race. After Chi Yuan relayed the news, the enraged Demon Marshal Chi Xiao had intended to dispatch an army to investigate the truth, but Yun Misha held him off, citing the approaching wedding date.

However, the Demon Race did send a small investigative team, comprised of five Nascent Soul and seven Golden Core members.

Yun Misha, for her part, was unconcerned. It would be a miracle if these members of the Demon Race could find the culprit. After all, the true perpetrator was either locked away in Yun Mengshang’s cave abode or standing right before them. And even if they did discover the truth, Yun Misha, as a Divinity Transformation Stage Demon Cultivator, had nothing to fear. She was merely annoyed by the constant comings and goings of the Demon Race.

”Reporting to the Grand Elder, the Demon Child Chi Yuan seeks an audience!” the maid outside the cave abode announced again.

Yun Misha frowned. A month had passed since Mengshang captured Li Xu and brought him into her cave abode, and she still had no idea how the ’emotional immersion’ was progressing. Yet that Demon Child, Chi Yuan, came to bother her every single day. It was getting tiresome.

”Have him come to the gate!” Yun Misha said.

There wasn’t much time left. If Mengshang still couldn’t comprehend the Frost Dream Realm, then in one month, they would either have to proceed with the wedding as planned or go to war with the Demon Race. The Second Elder was also still missing one of the three Spirit Plants they needed—a Profound Origin Purple Fern. And while they knew of the Spirit Plant’s location, the Fox Demon Race was currently in no position to acquire a fifth-tier Spirit Plant from the Cyan Sky Sect.

After all, it was a fifth-tier Spirit Plant, a treasure usable only by those at the Divinity Transformation Stage. No one outside the highest echelons of the Cyan Sky Sect could touch it.

Without the Second Elder’s full combat strength, the Fox Demon Race was doomed to defeat if war broke out with the Demon Race.

At this moment, Chi Yuan arrived outside the gate and asked sincerely, ”Excuse me, Grand Elder, has the Fox Demon King not yet come out of seclusion?”

Separated by the courtyard gate, Yun Misha replied, ”My King is at Nascent Soul Peak and is at a critical juncture in her seclusion. A single month is perfectly normal. It’s even possible she won’t emerge until the wedding day. There is no need for the Demon Child to come and inquire every day!”

Chi Yuan gathered Demonic Qi in his eyes, trying to see through the Array, but it was a futile effort. With Yun Misha standing guard, it was naturally useless. Still, he had waited a month and only seen Yun Mengshang twice, which was making him impatient. That’s why he had to try. He had no idea that at this very moment, just a courtyard wall away, Yun Mengshang was drenched in a fragrant sweat inside her cave abode.

Chi Yuan said with dissatisfaction, ”Grand Elder, the wedding is only a short month away. I have had little chance to communicate with the Fox Demon King, Mengshang, and I worry the wedding preparations will be to her disliking. I ask that the Grand Elder please persuade her so that I might discuss the arrangements with her in person.”

A cold smile touched Yun Misha’s lips. She knew exactly what Chi Yuan was scheming. She replied, ”The Demon Child can rest assured. My King has no particular demands. You may arrange things as you see fit on the Demon Race’s side. As for the Fox Demon Race, our own preparations are proceeding in an orderly manner. We will not cause you to lose face, Demon Child!”

Chi Yuan’s expression immediately darkened, but this was Immortal Fox City, so he could only stomach his anger. His words, however, already betrayed his dissatisfaction.

”In that case, I will take my leave. Let’s hope the Fox Demon King does not miss the wedding. Otherwise, our prior agreement will no longer be valid!”

Inside the courtyard, Yun Misha’s eyes turned cold. ”But of course. You can rest assured, Demon Child!”

Chi Yuan bowed and departed. Although he was a ’hostage’ from the Demon Race to the Fox Demon Race, he was also tasked with gathering intelligence on the Fox Demon Race and keeping a close watch on Yun Mengshang. She was the one person who could change the entire situation, which was why he came to inquire every day. And yet, he still hadn’t managed to even see her.

As Chi Yuan walked back, his expression turned exceedingly ugly. He thought viciously, ’The Fox Demon Race still hasn’t given up hope, foolishly banking on Yun Mengshang comprehending some Divine Technique. There’s only a month left! No matter how talented she is, it’s impossible. And they dare to cast me aside and ignore me completely! In one month, I’ll make that Yun Mengshang understand why our Demon Race is called the Demon Race! And that Yun Misha... after we conquer the Fox Demon Race, I’ll be sure to vent all my frustrations on her!’

’If Marshal Chi Xiao weren’t trying to conserve strength to deal with the Human Race, why would there be any marriage contract? We would have just invaded. He even said that Yun Mengshang possessed a remarkable spiritual essence. If she were smart, she would obediently let me devour her, and I would even grant her the title of Demon Prince Consort. From the looks of it, this entire Fox Demon Race lacks any tact. I need to inform the Demon Marshal to make preparations…’

Meanwhile, inside the cave abode, Yun Mengshang’s eyes were glazed over, her long, silver-white hair dancing rhythmically. Compared to a month ago, a look of passion now dwelled deep within her azure eyes. Suddenly, her entire body tensed, and even her perked-up fox ears couldn’t help but tremble…

After the afterglow subsided, she climbed off Chen Dong and began to meditate, seeking comprehension.

Chen Dong was likewise lying down, circulating his Spiritual Power. Over the past month, his cultivation had already reached the Sixth-Layer Golden Core, a truly meteoric rise.

On the second day after he was carried into the cave abode, Yun Mengshang realized that sealing Chen Dong’s Spiritual Power was preventing the ’blending of spirit and body,’ which in turn was hindering her comprehension. She threatened him, forcing him to hand over the Soul-Nurturing Puyang in exchange for permission to circulate his Spiritual Qi.

’Since I’m being humiliated anyway, I might as well get some cultivation out of it,’ Chen Dong had thought, and so he agreed. Although the seal on his Spiritual Power was released, it was only the one on his internal circulation. He still couldn’t speak, and his Divine Sense remained sealed within his body. All Chen Dong could do was cultivate alongside her; he couldn’t even cast a single spell.

Over the past month, while Yun Mengshang had experienced feelings of pleasure she had never known before, had even diligently tried the various ’positions’ described in novels, and her Demonic Power had grown more condensed and powerful through their dual cultivation, her progress in ’emotional comprehension’ was minimal. Forget comprehending the Frost Dream Realm Divine Technique—even her breakthrough to the Divinity Transformation Stage was being blocked by this emotional barrier.

After meditating for a moment, she opened her eyes and stared coldly at Chen Dong, her gaze filled with killing intent. In a frigid voice, she said, ”If I cannot achieve emotional immersion, what use are you to me?”