Xia Mengying couldn't stand it any longer, covering her face and saying, "Li Po, if you ever mention anything related to the Confucian School again, I'll beat you to death!"

Ye Yang tossed out a phrase, "Double standard," and turned to leave. When he returned, he had brought back Cheng Ying, the fat cat, and placed it on Wang Xiao Huan's bed, "It's yours."

Cheng Ying wanted to go back with Ye Yang, but under the temptation of Wang Butcher's dried fish, it gave up resisting and settled down on Wang Xiao Huan.

I came out of Wang Xiao Huan's room and pointed at Ye Yang, cursing, "Tell me, what the hell are you people from the Coffin Gate doing?"

"When it comes to courting death, you sharpen your heads and try to squeeze in?"

"That's why it's called the Coffin Gate, a sect made up of a bunch of coffin fillers. I don't think there's any hope for you."

Ye Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "You have the nerve to talk about them? Don't you have suicidal tendencies yourself?"

"I..." I was choked by Ye Yang and couldn't speak for a long time.

Old Liu said, "Master, Jiang Junci's choice was within your expectations, wasn't it?"

"If Jiang Junci hadn't developed feelings for Huanzi, you wouldn't have scolded Jiang Junci so harshly. In other words, if Jiang Junci were in danger, our Liangjie Hall would have sent troops without hesitation, wouldn't we?"

Old Liu said earnestly, "Master, you know that our Liangjie Hall can't avoid this great tribulation."

"I also know that you have been anxious lately."

"You are not afraid of death, but you are afraid that the people of Liangjie Hall will go to their deaths."

"Master, you should fight for it. The more benefits you fight for, the safer our Liangjie Hall will be."

I sighed and said, "I know!"

"But what can we use to fight?"

"It takes at least ten years for a sect to cultivate a sorcerer. By the time the sorcerer can go to battle and kill enemies, fifteen years have passed."

"These sects will not easily give me their carefully cultivated disciples. It's too late for our Liangjie Hall to cultivate our own forces."

"To take a step back, even if some sects are willing to hand people over to Liangjie Hall, what we barely put together will be a motley crew. How long will they need to cooperate before they can be of use?"

"Have you thought about it?"

Old Liu said, "You don't have to worry about manpower. We now have three strong armies that we can target. As for cooperation..."

"This requires the Master to take a risk."

"Master, have you heard of the Forgetful Lovers in the Great Dream Village?"

I frowned slightly and said, "Ancestor Wangqing?"

I had heard my master mention this person before. Legend has it that Ancestor Wangqing was a sorcerer who specialized in helping people overcome love tribulations.

The people who sought Ancestor Wangqing to forget love didn't forget their lovers, but erased that love.

When two people meet, they will still talk like friends, and even recall the past together, but they no longer have love in their hearts.

"That's right!" Old Liu said, "Legend has it that Ancestor Wangqing has a Sansheng Stone (Three Lives Stone) in his hand. As long as we get that thing, we can set up a formation to allow those sorcerers who submit to us to enter a dream and cultivate."

"Although this kind of cultivation cannot increase their cultivation base, it can accelerate their cooperation, allowing them to become the strongest elite soldiers in the shortest amount of time."

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows slightly and said, "This is a good idea? Is Ancestor Wangqing still alive? I remember, he should have been a figure from a hundred years ago, right?"

Old Liu said, "Xiao Chengzi is doing her best to track down the whereabouts of Ancestor Wangqing. I believe we will have news soon. Master, you should heal your injuries during this time. As soon as the news comes, we will go to track down Ancestor Wangqing."

"Okay!" I also know that this kind of thing can't be rushed. The disappearance of a certain person may involve countless secrets of the martial world, which cannot be found out at once.

Moreover, my master once suspected that the Great Dream Village was just a legendary place and did not really exist.

As a result, the news of Ancestor Wangqing didn't come, but I received an invitation to Jiang Junci's wedding first.

I was so angry that I slapped the table on the spot: "Is Jiang Junci crazy or stupid? Does he think that because he's the chief disciple of the Coffin Gate, I wouldn't dare to kill him?"

"If he doesn't like Huanzi, I can say nothing, but he dares to play with Huanzi!"

"Black Night Owl, Su Su, set up the formation. If I don't curse everyone at his wedding to death today, I'll change my name to his!"

"Stop!" Wang Butcher rushed over with Wang Xiao Huan, "I knew you wouldn't be able to control yourself and go crazy. Luckily, I arrived in time."

Wang Butcher sat down: "First take a look at what the name of Jiang Junci's marriage partner is?"

I opened the invitation and took a look: "A Yao Duo? This isn't a Han Chinese name, is it?"

"She's a Miao princess!" Wang Butcher said, "A Yao Duo, although young, has been famous for a long time. She is not only good at using Gu poison, but also proficient in incantations, and is revered as a deity by Miao sorcerers."

I pondered, "Are you saying that Jiang Junci may not be getting married willingly?"

"What did he go to the Miao region for?"

Many women in Xiang are passionate, and the Miao region is also full of legends of Gu women. The story of Miao women forcing Han men to stay is common. The truth of which, however, is debatable.

Could it be that Jiang Junci is being forced to marry?