Yans Ruohong felt extremely depressed. Two house servants had just died in the mansion, and now Wang Xiaoqiang came to ask him to fulfill a ten-year promise. Truly, misfortunes do not come singly.

"Master, this ghost disturbance has even reached our mansion!" The head guard said indignantly. "It's really getting out of hand."

"This isn't a ghost, it's a Ghost Cultivator..." Yans Ruohong sighed. "Tell your brothers not to go out tonight, or they'll bear the consequences themselves..."

"Yes." The head guard cupped his fists. "But, Master, what if the Ghost Cultivators come to kill, then we..."

"What are you afraid of? Didn't an Immortal Venerable with a Fourfold Body just arrive? With him in the mansion, there's nothing to fear from those Ghost Cultivators." Yans Ruohong suddenly felt emboldened, his tone becoming bold, somewhat like a fox borrowing the tiger's might.

"Yes, yes, with the young master here, naturally we have nothing to fear from those Ghost Cultivators!" The head guard thought himself clever, chiming in.

"Nonsense, what young master? ..." Yans Ruohong slapped the head guard across the face. He did not want to acknowledge Wang Xiaoqiang as his son-in-law, and the head guard had annoyed him by calling Wang Xiaoqiang young master. He deserved a beating.

A good steward not only manages affairs but also needs to be tactful and adaptable. The new steward saw that Wang Xiaoqiang had a profound cultivation base and roughly guessed that he might become the future son-in-law of the Yans Family, so he promptly and attentively entertained him.

He prepared a large table of fine wine and dishes for Wang Xiaoqiang and Little Qing. Wang Xiaoqiang felt pleased and didn't use his Spiritual Power to dissolve the alcohol.

After filling his belly, Wang Xiaoqiang felt slightly tipsy, and he walked out, swaying with every step. Little Qing wanted to follow, but Wang Xiaoqiang refused.

Wang Xiaoqiang, taking drunken steps, arrived at Biluo Garden, where Yans Biluo resided. From a distance, he could hear the sound of a zither, melodious but with a hint of suppression.

Wang Xiaoqiang was familiar with Biluo Garden, having been there before. Though the scenery had not changed in three years, he wondered if the people had.

Wang Xiaoqiang heard the zither music coming from an octagonal pavilion, so he headed towards it.

The octagonal pavilion was still draped with gauze curtains. He could vaguely see the outlines of two women inside. Wang Xiaoqiang's Divine Sense scanned them and confirmed they were Yans Biluo and her maid. A playful smile crossed his face as he moved his intention and released all of his Spiritual Springs outside his body, disguising himself as a mortal. He then stepped forward towards the pavilion.

At the entrance of the pavilion, Wang Xiaoqiang hesitated a bit, then reached out to lift the gauze curtain, seeing Yans Biluo and her maid, whom he had not seen for three years.

Recently, White Emperor City had been troubled by "ghost" disturbances. Two house servants of the Yans Family had died. Although Yans Biluo had some cultivation, she was also frightened hearing that even highly skilled individuals with cultivation had been brutally murdered. Hearing footsteps, the two women were startled and immediately turned their heads.

Because Wang Xiaoqiang had once flirted with her, Yans Biluo and her maid remembered him vividly. Seeing him suddenly appear again, and still so abruptly, the two women were both startled and then showed expressions of intense anger.

"Wang Xiaoqiang, you, what are you doing here again?" Yans Biluo said nervously, scanning Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation with her Divine Sense.

"What am I doing here? Don't you know?" Wang Xiaoqiang smiled playfully and stepped into the pavilion, walking towards Yans Biluo.

After probing Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation, Yans Biluo was extremely puzzled. Wang Xiaoqiang seemed to have no cultivation, just like a mortal. Despite her puzzlement, the fear in her heart decreased significantly, and she sternly shouted, "You, you get out!"

"Get out? Why should I? You will soon be my woman; can't I come here?" Wang Xiaoqiang said as he approached Yans Biluo.

After three years, Wang Xiaoqiang found that Yans Biluo had become even more beautiful and charming. Whether viewed from afar or up close, she was undoubtedly a beauty. Unlike three years ago, she had shed her youthful demeanor and become more mature and alluring.

"Tsk, tsk, you've really blossomed," Wang Xiaoqiang marveled, reaching out to lift Yans Biluo's delicate chin.

"Presumptuous!" The maid, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang without any cultivation, still dared to flirt with her mistress, slashed towards Wang Xiaoqiang's outstretched arm with her sword.

But as soon as the sword struck Wang Xiaoqiang's arm, it rebounded with a clanging sound, the sword flying from her hand and her palm splitting, bleeding profusely.

Seeing this, the two women were horrified on the spot.

Wang Xiaoqiang was supposed to be just a mortal, how could he withstand a sword blow and even repel it? Was he even human?

They had no idea that Wang Xiaoqiang had simply released his Spiritual Springs outside his body. Though he looked like a mortal outwardly, he was still a Body Refining Master of the Seventh Layer of the Blood Condensation Realm. This maid hadn't even reached the Immortal Stage, let alone being a Demi Immortal. How could she possibly hurt him?

Yans Biluo stared blankly at the small star on Wang Xiaoqiang's forehead, which blinked, displaying the character "one."

She had long been told by her father that Wang Xiaoqiang became the champion at the Armor Snatching Tournament and now was the Supreme Leader. She was to be prepared. Seeing the small star on Wang Xiaoqiang's forehead confirmed it. He had indeed become the Supreme Leader and was now only pretending.

Seeing this, her heart sank deeply... in her despair, she gave up resisting.

Wang Xiaoqiang's hand smoothly lifted Yans Biluo's delicate chin, carefully examining her beautiful face, refined features, moist eyes, delicate cheeks, and slightly full, petal-like red lips, exuding a hint of sensuality.

"Yans Biluo, your father made a promise to me. Now that I am the Supreme Leader, it's time for your family to honor that pledge. You will soon be mine. Don't just let me enter your small pavilion, I'll enter your boudoir as well, haha..." Wang Xiaoqiang laughed heartily, pinching Yans Biluo's chin, feeling its smoothness and tenderness, his heart stirred. His gaze slid down her body, noticing her seductive and alluring figure, truly befitting a devil's body.

"Tsk, tsk, quite nice!" Wang Xiaoqiang withdrew his gaze from Yans Biluo and left the pavilion smugly.

After Wang Xiaoqiang left, Yans Biluo collapsed onto the ground.

The maid helped her up, asking, "Miss, are you alright? Should we report to the master?"

Yans Biluo shook her head, her expression turning melancholic.

That night, Yans Ruohong invited Wang Xiaoqiang over.

Compared to last time, Yans Ruohong's attitude towards Wang Xiaoqiang had greatly improved. He personally made tea for him and then spoke first:

"Little Qiang, there are two things I called you here for today. The first is to fulfill my promise from back then and marry Biluo to you... However, I have one condition. In the future, you can only be ordinary friends with Ruxue and Ruyu. After all, they are Biluo's sisters..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang secretly laughed, thinking they had long since become his women. This reminder was too late, but outwardly, he remained expressionless, saying, "Uh, alright, but I'm afraid they may not agree..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend it, vote for it, and support it. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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