Games with fairies

Gong Yanghong smiled and raised his glass to greet everyone.

The moment he finished speaking, the eyes of all the monks in the banquet hall fell on Li Muyang.

Li Muyang, who suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention, felt his heart suddenly tremble.

——In this scene, shouldn’t he announce his engagement to Liu Lian’er in public tonight?

Is it so sudden?

At this moment, Li Muyang was a little unbelievable.

It stands to reason that for such a major event involving two sects, we should contact them in advance and calculate the auspicious day, then entertain guests, announce it to the world, and create a grand pomp.

Although the banquet tonight is of high standard, it is far from the standard that two major sects should have for a marriage...

Li Muyang looked at Gong Yanghong subconsciously.

Under the bright candlelight, Gong Yanghong stood up with a smile and said to everyone.

"I have received accurate news. In three days, Old Man Tianxin will arrive."

"This will be a shocking battle. Since the Age of Ending Law, this is the first time that two monks from the Tianheng Realm will fight in this world."

"Although I am confident that I can win, the elders have repeatedly advised me to establish a successor in advance to prevent unexpected events."

"I've thought about it for a long time and feel it's time."

"Since I took charge of the Demon Sect, I inherited the legacy of the previous sect masters and held the power of the Demon Sect for two hundred and thirty-six years."

"In the past two hundred years, although I have trained many outstanding disciples, there is no one who can succeed me."

"But recently, I unexpectedly found a young hero with a mind as strong as iron and an outstanding talent. He can't be distracted by any thought, and his determination can't be taken away from him."

Gong Yanghong said, looking at Li Muyang... Yan Xiaoru beside him.

Gong Yanghong said with a smile: "I have decided that from today on, Yan Xiaoru, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, will be appointed as the young master of the Demon Refining Sect!"

"If anything happens to me in the battle in three days, or if I die in the future, the position of the leader of the Demon Sect will be inherited by Elder Yan!"

Gong Yanghong laughed loudly after saying this.

In an instant, everyone in the banquet hall looked strange.

Yan Xiaoru, who was beside Li Muyang, suddenly stood up with a look of astonishment on her face.

She looked at Li Muyang beside her, and then at herself.

That look of astonishment seemed to make him think that the chosen one would be Li Muyang...

Li Muyang secretly observed the expressions of other people present, especially the elders of the Demon Refining Sect.

Yan Xiaoru was obviously not the only one who was shocked by this result.

It seems that before Gong Yanghong announced the result, everyone mistakenly thought that Li Muyang would be selected as the young sect master...

Although it is a bit outrageous to praise an elder of the Demon Sect as a young hero.

But compared with the group of hundreds of years old monsters present, Yan Xiaoru, who was promoted to the Purple Mansion Realm in his thirties, can indeed be regarded as a young hero.

It can even be said that he is the undoubtedly first person among the younger generation.

After all, most practitioners of her age are still struggling in the Dongxuan realm.

But Yan Xiaoru has been promoted to the Zifu and is on an equal footing with the older generation of practitioners...

In the banquet hall, there was a silence for a while as the result was announced.

Everyone was confused by this result.

Because the position of the leader of the Demon Sect has always been chosen among the successors of disciples from the Tuxue Peak lineage.

Like Gong Yanghong, choosing an elder who is an apprentice and master of arts as his successor... is definitely the first time since the establishment of the Demon Refining Sect.

It wasn't until Gong Yanghong smiled and coughed that everyone in the banquet hall woke up from a dream.

Everyone stood up with a smile, congratulating Yan Xiaoru on becoming the young sect master, and congratulating Gong Yanghong on establishing his successor.

And Li Muyang, who was standing next to Yan Xiaoru, had completely become a marginal person with no sense of existence at all.

He looked at Yan Xiaoru in the crowd and found that Yan Xiaoru was also looking at him.

Yan Xiaoru, who was confirmed as the future master of the Demon Sect, had no joy at all on his face.

When she and Li Muyang looked at each other, they could both see the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Although the power to control the Demon Refining Sect is enough to drive every monk in the world crazy.

But in the eyes of Li Muyang and Yan Xiaoru, who knew the inside story, taking charge of the Demon Refining Sect was not a good thing, but a deadly business.

Once you become the master of the Demon Refining Sect, you will be overthrown by the Demon Refining Ancestor who has lived for more than a thousand years!

Equivalent to death!

The old devil, the Patriarch of Demon Refining, chose the target to seize the body this time, and he actually targeted Yan Xiaoru?

Are you attracted by Yan Xiaoru's powerful talent that reached the Purple Mansion realm in her thirties...

Li Muyang stood quietly on the edge of the banquet hall, looking at Yan Xiaoru who was surrounded by people congratulating him, and felt cold in his heart.

This Demon Refining Sect seems to be unable to stay any longer.

…

"...You don't seem very happy?"

A familiar female voice suddenly rang in his ears, awakening Li Muyang from his deep thoughts.

He suddenly turned around and realized that the naturally charming young master of the Hehuan Sect had come to him at some point.

The two of them looked at each other, Liu Lian'er's eyes curved into crescent moons, and she said softly with a smile: "Are you disappointed? Disappointed that you didn't become the Young Sect Master?"

Liu Lian'er said, and moved closer, almost lying on Li Muyang's body.

She opened her bright eyes wide, stared at Li Muyang's pupils, and said curiously: "But I didn't see disappointment in your eyes. Instead, I saw some... worry? Uneasiness?"

Liu Lian'er asked extremely curiously: "What are you worried about?"

Liu Lian'er was so close that they were almost touching each other.

Li Muyang was clear-headed, but his body instinctively wanted to get closer to her.

This naturally charming woman seemed to have a strong gravitational force that made people unable to escape.

Li Muyang took a deep breath, leaned back suddenly, and forcibly broke free from the charm of this woman.

——This woman has such a keen insight.

If he got closer to her, she might really see something.

Fortunately, he was passively immune to illusion and charm.

The natural charm of this woman could attract his physical instincts, but could not confuse his mind.

After Li Muyang pulled away, he frowned and looked at Liu Lian'er in front of him, changing the subject.

"... Miss Liu, you are too close, it's inappropriate."

Li Muyang's serious look made Liu Lian'er laugh.

She smiled even more happily and said, "What if I get closer? Mr. Li, how about we continue to talk about what you are worried about?"

Liu Lian'er seemed to want to stick to Li Muyang.

But at this moment, a woman's voice with cold eyes sounded beside the two of them.

Interrupted Liu Lian'er's action.

"...Witch! Stay away from him!"

As the voice fell, the majestic and open aura of the Buddhist monks suddenly hit.

Liu Lian'er's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately stepped back and distanced herself.

She and Li Muyang turned their heads at the same time and saw the woman with cold eyes standing aside.

The master of the fairy weapon, Yan Qinghui!

She stared at Liu Lian'er coldly and said, "In public, trying to seduce others and seize a man's mind... Don't you women of the Hehuan Sect have any shame?"