For the next few days, Linghu Chong kept a close eye on Nie Yun, waiting to see when he would go to Ning Zhongze again.

Unexpectedly, the two never met in private again, and in front of others, they maintained a respectful master-disciple relationship without revealing anything unusual.

Linghu Chong grew increasingly anxious, leaving early and returning late every day. Even when practicing swordsmanship, he seemed distracted, which puzzled the other disciples. Lu Dayou asked him a few questions, but Linghu Chong casually brushed them off.

That morning, he finally saw Nie Yun walking with Ning Zhongze toward “You Suo Bu Wei Xuan”.

Linghu Chong was overjoyed and quickly gathered a group of inner disciples, ostensibly to visit his master and mistress, to pay them a visit.

“Nie Yun! In broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of everyone, let’s see how you get utterly disgraced this time!”

Linghu Chong led the way, thinking about how he would righteously and eloquently put Nie Yun to death, a smug grin spreading across his face.

Upon reaching the door, fearing he would be blocked outside by Ning Zhongze again, Linghu Chong didn’t knock but pushed the door open and barged in, shouting, “Master’s wife, your disciple has come to visit… Junior Sister?!”

Looking at the scene in the hall, Linghu Chong couldn’t help but cry out.

“Second Senior Brother? Oh, all the senior brothers are here!” Yue Lingshan, who was sitting opposite Nie Yun, looked at everyone and stood up with a smile.

Ning Zhongze, who was sitting at the head of the table, smiled and said, “You’ve come to see your master, haven’t you?”

Everyone hurriedly bowed, while Linghu Chong, seeing the scene before him that was completely different from what he had expected, was utterly bewildered: “What’s going on? Why is Junior Sister here? They haven’t seen each other for days, weren’t they supposed to be eager to have a secret tryst today? How could this be…”

“Second Junior Brother, what’s wrong? You look surprised.” Looking at the absent-minded Linghu Chong, Nie Yun sneered inwardly, but put on a concerned expression.

“Ah! It’s nothing, I just didn’t expect my senior brother and junior sister to be here too.” Linghu Chong, of course, wouldn’t say what he really thought, and quickly gave a casual reply.

“Since you’re all here, I have something to announce.”

Seeing that all the inner disciples of Mount Hua had arrived, Ning Zhongze said with a smile, “Ling Shan and Yun’er grew up together and have long been in love. Today, I will arrange for Ling Shan to marry Yun’er. We will hold their wedding three months from now on on an auspicious day.”

“What? Master’s wife, is this for real?”

“Haha, that’s great! Congratulations, Senior Brother! Congratulations, Junior Sister!”

“Senior Brother, shall I be your best man?”

When the disciples heard the good news, they were a little surprised, but they quickly offered their congratulations.

Yue Lingshan had already shyly snuggled into her mother’s arms before Ning Zhongze had even finished speaking, and now, hearing everyone’s congratulations, she was even more embarrassed and dared not raise her head.

Nie Yun smiled and thanked everyone one by one. He glanced sideways at Linghu Chong, who looked like he had been struck by lightning, and suddenly thought of sending him a song called “Cooling Down”.

“Master’s wife!” Linghu Chong suddenly shouted, “Master is currently bedridden. How can we marry off our junior sister without his consent?”

The lively room suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at each other, understanding each other’s thoughts. After all, they weren’t blind. Linghu Chong was always chasing after Yue Lingshan, so everyone knew what he was thinking!

Ning Zhongze looked at Linghu Chong and sighed inwardly, “Foolish child.” She said softly, “Your master is seriously injured. This marriage is also meant to bring good luck and see if it can help him recover faster. Moreover, before he was injured, he intended to marry Shan’er to Yun’er, and now I am fulfilling his wish.”

Linghu Chong felt as if his heart was being torn apart. Looking at Nie Yun, who was all smiles, he wished he could kill him with a single sword stroke.

However, the last shred of reason in his mind calmed him down, and he cupped his hands and said, “Since it is Master’s will, this disciple dares not object.”

He turned to look at Nie Yun and forced a smile, saying, “Congratulations, Senior Brother!” But the hatred in his eyes was impossible to hide.

“Second Junior Brother, there’s no need for such formalities.”

Nie Yun was well aware of his thoughts, so he replied calmly, then turned to the crowd and said, “Shan’er and I grew up together and are deeply in love. Today, thanks to the blessing of my master and mistress, we will have a drink together tonight.”

Everyone then became excited again and readily accepted the invitation.

Finally, Nie Yun said to Linghu Chong in a way that was sure to infuriate him, “Second Junior Brother, you were the first disciple to come up the mountain besides me, and we have the deepest bond. You absolutely must come tonight!”

Linghu Chong was so angry that his eyes were blazing. He clenched his fists and said, word by word, “If my senior brother invites me, how dare I disobey?” After saying that, he left without looking back.

That evening, the disciples of Mount Hua gathered together, enjoying the delicious food prepared by the chef specially invited by Nie Yun from the restaurant at the foot of the mountain, and drinking the monkey wine contributed by Lu Dayou. Everyone was in high spirits.

Ever since Yue Buqun was injured, the atmosphere in the Huashan Sect has been rather tense. Now, finally, there’s something happy that can lighten things up for everyone.

Linghu Chong sat alone in a corner, watching Nie Yun surrounded by his disciples like a star, and then looking at Yue Lingshan sitting with several female disciples, her face full of shy smiles. He felt a pang of sadness and could only drown his sorrows in alcohol.

However, he had a high alcohol tolerance, and there wasn’t much monkey wine to begin with, so although Linghu Chong was eager to get drunk, he was unable to do so by the end of the banquet.

Since there were morning classes tomorrow and today was just an announcement of the marriage, everyone drank for a while and then went back to their rooms.

Linghu Chong returned to his room and was about to undress and get into bed when he suddenly heard a whooshing sound behind him.

He knew something was wrong and tried to turn his head, but his back went numb and he was instantly paralyzed.

The attacker was very cautious. After immobilizing him, he was still not satisfied and used his fingers to seal many of the major acupoints on the man’s body.

Linghu Chong’s internal strength was not deep to begin with, and now that he had been treated like this, apart from his eyes being able to move and his breathing being normal, he was practically a dead man.

After subduing Linghu Chong, the man turned to stand in front of him. Linghu Chong looked closely and saw that it was Nie Yun, whom he hated to the core.

He was terrified and tried to struggle, but he couldn’t move a single finger, and his mouth was as if it were useless, unable to make a sound.

Nie Yun looked him up and down and said, “Stop struggling. My acupressure technique is so strong that even if you had three days and three nights, you still wouldn’t be able to break through it!”

He walked to the table, picked up a cup, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and said, “Second Junior Brother, you guessed right, Master’s wife is already mine.”

These few words struck Linghu Chong like a thunderclap, leaving him dumbfounded. Although he had some doubts before, he was still shocked to hear Nie Yun admit it with his own ears.

Nie Yun put down his cup, came to his side, and said with a smile, “I originally wanted to keep you as a henchman, but since you have already shown your intention to harm me, I can’t keep you.”

Linghu Chong felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. He hadn’t expected Nie Yun to be so ruthless as to try to kill him to silence him.

Nie Yun patted his shoulder and said, “Although I’m sending you on your way, we’ve been fellow disciples for many years, so I’ll let you see a good show before you go.” With that, he hoisted him onto his shoulder, went out the door, and ran off into the distance.

Linghu Chong only knew that Nie Yun’s swordsmanship was superb, but he did not expect that his lightness skill was also so amazing. Although he was carrying him, he was still very fast, and he was completely silent when he rose and fell. He could not say that he could walk on snow without leaving a trace, but he should have reached the level of walking on grass as if flying.

After a while, Linghu Chong felt Nie Yun pause for a moment, and then he heard him push open a door and go inside.

Linghu Chong smelled a familiar fragrance and wondered, “This fragrance is just like the one my junior sister usually smells like. Could this be my junior sister’s boudoir?”

Nie Yun threw him to the ground, squatted down to examine him carefully, and after confirming that Linghu Chong was completely unable to move or speak, he said to him: “You are so devoted to your junior sister. After thinking it over, I think you should experience her beauty and gentleness before you die.”

A strange smile appeared on Nie Yun’s face. He felt as if a pair of sharp horns symbolizing a demon had grown on his head.

Linghu Chong was quick-witted, and upon hearing this, he had a vague sense of foreboding.

Nie Yun patted his face, “In a little while, I’ll make Shan’er my woman completely right here. We’ll have a epic battle in bed. Hehe…you’re in luck!”

Linghu Chong felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His eyes widened, and he wished he could bite Nie Yun to pieces and swallow him whole.

Nie Yun got up, straightened his clothes, and said to Linghu Chong with a smile, “Listening is no problem, but I’m a petty person, so I’ll have to trouble you to stay under the bed.”

After saying that, he kicked Linghu Chong under the bed.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the door, and then the door creaked open.

“Ah! Senior Brother…you…what are you doing in my room?” a clear, bell-like voice asked in surprise.

Linghu Chong heard it clearly; the voice belonged to his beloved junior sister, Yue Lingshan.

After the banquet ended, Ning Zhongze took his daughter back to her room and told her about the internal and external troubles facing the Huashan Sect and his desire for Nie Yun to succeed him as the sect leader.

In fact, the reason Ning Zhongze suddenly arranged this marriage was not only because Nie Yun and Yue Lingshan were truly in love, but also to allow Nie Yun to rightfully succeed as the sect leader.

The reason for telling Yue Lingshan now is to prepare her for the possibility of disciples standing up to question and challenge Nie Yun.

Although Ning Zhongze is the sect leader’s wife, she is not Yue Buqun after all.

Because Yue Buqun was in his prime, he never explicitly said that Nie Yun should take over.

Although everyone understands the significance behind Nie Yun’s status as the eldest disciple, people’s hearts are unpredictable, and we must be wary.

Yue Lingshan naturally supported her lover’s ascension to the position of sect leader, at which point she and her mother would be the sect leader’s wives for two generations.

On her way back, she had been fantasizing about the wonderful life she would have with Nie Yun, but she never expected to find her beloved standing in front of her as soon as she entered the door.

All she could think about on the way was romance, so her face was flushed and her phoenix eyes were full of affection. Now, seeing her beloved, her pretty face was even more flushed, as beautiful as a flower.

Nie Yun stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, saying softly, “Shan’er, you’re finally mine.”

“Senior brother…” Yue Lingshan felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She gently wrapped her arms around Nie Yun’s waist, rested her head on his shoulder, and murmured, “Shan’er will always be yours.”

Hearing Yue Lingshan’s words from under the bed, Linghu Chong stared blankly at the two figures standing close together outside the bed. He recalled how his attempts to please his junior sister were always met with harsh rejection, and his heart was filled with bitterness and pain.

Nie Yun pulled Yue Lingshan to sit on a chair and lit an oil lamp.

Viewing a beautiful woman under the lamplight has a unique charm.

Today, Yue Lingshan was wearing a light yellow dress. Because she had just drunk a few glasses of wine, her usually bright eyes were slightly hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist, and she exuded a kind of languor that was rare on her days.

Nie Yun could no longer suppress his desire. He pulled her up and held her in his arms, kissing her petal-like lips.

“Senior brother…no…” Yue Lingshan turned her face away shyly, but accidentally put her white earlobe into Nie Yun’s mouth.

Without any hesitation, Nie Yun put it in his mouth.

“Ah! Senior brother…” Yue Lingshan’s ears were very sensitive, and at this moment, as Nie Yun sucked and licked them, her body trembled involuntarily.

“Shan’er… Master’s wife… no, she should be my mother-in-law. She has already betrothed you to me, you are already my wife, let your senior brother love you well, okay?”

Nie Yun whispered in Yue Lingshan’s ear, while stroking her arm back and forth with one hand.

Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, or perhaps it was because of the engagement, but Yue Lingshan abandoned her usual reserve and shyly nodded her head.

Nie Yun stared greedily at the beautiful face of the girl in his arms, and gently pulled out the hairpin that was used to hold her hair in place.

Yue Lingshan’s glossy black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, its long, smooth strands exuding a captivating fragrance.

Nie Yu couldn’t help but bring her mouth close to her fair and slender neck, greedily sniffing and kissing it.

A surge of heat rose in his lower abdomen, and his penis became uncontrollably erect and swollen, pressing tightly against Yue Lingshan’s soft and plump buttocks through the light and smooth gauze skirt.

“Ah…” Feeling the foreign object beneath her, Yue Lingshan straightened her back and exclaimed in surprise.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Nie Yun captured her small mouth with his tongue and stretched it out, chasing after the girl’s sweet little tongue.

Looking out from under the bed, Linghu Chong saw Yue Lingshan half-lying and half-sitting in Nie Yun’s arms, the two kissing each other tenderly, the “tsk tsk” kissing sounds quite loud in the quiet room.

At this moment, Linghu Chong wished he were blind or deaf, but that would be better than witnessing his beloved being held in the arms of other men and being played with at will.

Nie Yun savored the girl’s sweet lips, his hands stroking up and down Yue Lingshan’s waist—her fair neck and back, her slender waist, and the fragrance of her body filled him with intoxication.

After kissing for a while, Nie Yun’s breathing became heavy, and his arms around Yue Lingshan tightened.

Nie Yun forcefully sucked on Yue Lingshan’s delicate lips, and his tongue was also inserted into her mouth and constantly swirled around them.

The girl’s originally snow-white neck slowly turned pink, and she kept emitting alluring moans from her nose.

After a long while, the two finally separated. Yue Lingshan’s face was flushed, and she looked at Nie Yun shyly, whispering, “Senior brother…you’re so naughty!”

Linghu Chong was momentarily stunned; he had never seen Yue Lingshan look so charming.

Nie Yun picked Yue Lingshan up by the waist and slowly walked towards the bed.

As Linghu Chong watched Nie Yun approach his junior sister’s bed step by step, he knew that something heartbreaking was about to happen.

Nie Yun pinned Yue Lingshan to the bed, his eyes filled with love, and whispered, “Shan’er, will you give yourself to me?”

Yue Lingshan kept her eyes closed and her face flushed. She did not answer, but turned her head to the side.

Nie Yun smiled and began to untie her skirt. Yue Lingshan trembled slightly, but still lay on the bed and let him do as he pleased.

Nie Yun slowly untied the ribbon and placed his hand on the girl’s smooth skin. With his caresses, Yue Lingshan’s body swayed and rose and fell like a nimble white snake.

Nie Yun moved quickly, removing Yue Lingshan’s bodice in a few moments. The girl felt a chill on her chest as her fair breasts were completely exposed to the air.

The snowflakes, pure white and smooth, trembling yet soft and firm, are adorned with two bright red dots that are captivating.

Nie Yun grasped the pair of jade-like breasts that he had raised with his own hands, and the feeling of their plumpness and fullness arose spontaneously.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered Linghu Chong under the bed, so he gently asked, “Shan’er, what do you think of Second Senior Brother?”

Linghu Chong, who was under the bed, also held his breath, wanting to know Yue Lingshan’s answer.

“He’s a nice guy. It’s just that he likes to pester me all day long to bring him this and that… Ah… It’s a bit annoying… Hmm… Be gentle…” Yue Lingshan’s voice was mixed with a beautiful moan, because Nie Yun had begun to kiss her skin.

Nie Yun was like a sacred emperor surveying his land, savoring Yue Lingshan’s body inch by inch with his mouth.

Linghu Chong, who was under the bed, was in utter despair—the woman he loved saying she hated him was a devastating blow to a sycophant like him.

But he didn’t know that Nie Yun’s torment of him had only just begun.