Chapter 2564

Zhu Yanyi coughed lightly and spoke up, "Immortal Mo Ling'er, this is a competition arena, not a place for you to find a husband through martial arts. If you wish to seek a spouse, you should not be on this stage. What is being contested here is Heavenly Fortune."

"I didn't want to come up either. But if I don't, he won't know who I am." Mo Ling'er pointed at Qian Huansheng with a helpless expression. "If he doesn't know who I am, he won't come to my home to propose marriage."

"But even if he knows who you are, he wouldn't go to your home to propose right now," Jian Wuhua said.

Mo Ling'er snorted, looking only at Qian Huansheng. "Am I not pretty?"

"That has nothing to do with whether you are pretty or not," Qian Huansheng replied. "I simply do not wish to marry you."

Mo Ling'er tilted her head, still looking confused. "You don't want to? Look, you are a Demon Immortal, and I am a Demon Immortal. A union between demons and immortals is wonderful. Perhaps in the future, we could even give birth to unique demon-immortal offspring."

This girl was thinking far ahead. Zhu Yanyi, who considered herself thick-skinned, felt she had to concede defeat at this moment.

Qian Huansheng sighed. "Immortal Mo, I have said it before. I have no feelings for you."

"But feelings can be cultivated," Mo Ling'er insisted, refusing to admit defeat.

"Mo Ling'er, get down from there!" Mo Tianyou was so angry he was nearly jumping up and down. "If you cause more trouble, you will spend a hundred years in reflection on the Cliff of Repentance when we return."

"Do you really have the heart?" Mo Ling'er made a funny face at Mo Tianyou. "If I get married, I will no longer be part of the Mo family. You won't be able to control me anymore."

Mo Tianyou felt his blood pressure rising. "Mo Ling'er, get down."

"No," Mo Ling'er said stubbornly.

"Mo Ling'er, if you don't come down, I will not give you any dowry when you marry," Mo Tianyou knew how to control his sister.

Sure enough, Mo Ling'er paused at these words. She then looked at Mo Tianyou with a pitiful expression. "Brother, can you bear to see me bullied by my mother-in-law in the future? A woman without a dowry is very pitiful."

"Come down. After matters here are settled, we will set up a martial arts arena for you to find a husband back home. Once you choose a suitable husband, you will naturally receive your dowry," Mo Tianyou had to say.

Mo Ling'er sighed. "I knew you would threaten me." Then, as if remembering something, she said to Qian Huansheng, "Why don't you participate in my martial arts matchmaking contest?"

Qian Huansheng looked at Mo Ling'er calmly. "I am sorry, but I do not wish to find a partner yet."

"Why is this person so stubborn? What is wrong with having a partner? Look at the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Empress. And look, she even has a partner," Mo Ling'er pointed at Zhu Yanyi.

Zhu Yanyi did not expect Mo Ling'er to drag her into this. She felt slightly displeased and said, "Immortal Mo Ling'er, I have a partner because we are deeply in love and our hearts are connected. That is why we became partners.

You and Qian Huansheng have just met for the first time, yet you want to marry him. This is different from the love between my husband and me."

"How is it different? Isn't it just the affection between a man and a woman?" Mo Ling'er complained. "Are you allowed to have this kind of feeling, but I am not allowed to fall in love at first sight with him?"

"You are allowed," Zhu Yanyi smiled faintly. "You can fall in love at first sight with her, and you can fall in love at first sight with all single men. But others do not necessarily have to respond to your feelings, just like at this moment."

Zhu Yanyi pointed at Qian Huansheng. "Qian Huansheng clearly did not fall in love with you at first sight. Since she has no feelings for you, then there are no feelings. She has expressed this seriously. Why can't you understand? I am curious, what deep feelings do you actually have for Qian Huansheng that you are so deeply attached to her? There should be no destiny between you two."

After speaking, Zhu Yanyi looked at the Immortal Emperor. "Is there any immortal destiny between them?"

The Immortal Emperor shook his head slightly. "There is no immortal destiny between Mo Ling'er and Qian Huansheng."

Zhu Yanyi shrugged, looking at Mo Ling'er with regret. "See? You have no immortal destiny. Even the Immortal Emperor has said so. You must know that the Immortal Emperor controls everything in the Immortal Realm. She naturally knows where Qian Huansheng's red thread of fate lies. Since the Immortal Emperor says the destiny is not you, then it is not you."

Mo Ling'er seemed stunned. "How could this be? I finally found someone I liked."

"You finally found someone you liked, but you lost face again," Mo Tianyou sighed helplessly. "Ling'er, come down. Let someone else compete in this round."

"No," Mo Ling'er said. "Since I am on the stage, I represent the Ink Sect. I know you want to fight, and I have no other intention. If you want to fight, then let us fight. I represent the Ink Sect and will fight you," Mo Ling'er said directly to Qian Huansheng.

Qian Huansheng raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at Mo Tianyou. "Sect Master Mo, do you need to change the contestant?"

Mo Tianyou sighed and waved her hand. "Forget it. Since she wants to play, let her play."

Mo Tianyou could already foresee the outcome. Although her sister's cultivation was not shallow, her combat experience was insufficient.

Hearing this, Qian Huansheng smiled faintly. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had turned silver. Nine tails appeared behind him, standing upright like a peacock spreading its feathers. As the tails stood up, Qian Huansheng elegantly made a gesture of holding a flower. Although there was no flower, everyone present seemed to clearly see him holding one. After this gesture, countless petals began to fall on the stage.

It was an illusion. Everyone knew it was an illusion, but they felt the scene was beautiful.

Seeing this, a heavy expression appeared on Mo Ling'er's face. She waved her hand casually, and a heavy sword appeared in her hand. She swung the sword at Qian Huansheng.

However, Qian Huansheng still wore a smile, as if she had not seen the sword. Instead, she formed a hand seal with both hands. The petals then turned into snowflakes. The snowflakes fell one by one, as if trying to freeze the people on the stage. Mo Ling'er felt cold all over. Slowly, she realized she was frozen.

No, this was a competition. How could the weather change? This was an illusion. Mo Ling'er knew it clearly, but it was too late to break free from the illusion.

She gritted her teeth and directly used her demonic cultivation technique to break through. With a 'pu' sound, she spat out a mouthful of blood. The illusion disappeared, and she knelt on one knee on the ground.

Seeing this, Mo Tianyou hurriedly said, "We, the Ink Sect, lose this round."

Qian Huansheng looked at Mo Ling'er and then said, "Immortal Mo, you lost only because your power is inferior to mine. If your power were equal to mine, the one spitting blood at this moment might have been me."