Bang!

Bang!

The sky blossomed with colorful fireworks, like meteors embellishing the firmament, flashing across the heavens, delivering a visual impact.

Luo Jiuyan looked at this scene and couldn't help but lift her head.

For her, this was not an unusual or bizarre splendor.

But at this moment, accompanied by someone beside her, it presented a unique spectacle.

"Not bad at all," she murmured softly.

Under the glow of the fireworks and lights, through the thin veil, her delicate skin blushed, more radiant than the spring flowers of March.

Cultivation is always monotonous and dull.

Apart from growing stronger, it's just killing.

You fight, I struggle; today you stab me, tomorrow I send you to meet the King of Hell. Killing back and forth, blood flowing everywhere—what is it all for?

Now that I've reached this level, with almost no opponents left under the heavens, it suddenly dawns on me—does killing so many people, beheading so many, really bring joy?

Luo Jiuyan harbored doubts.

Watching the fireworks in the sky, she turned to look at the man beside her, feeling somewhat happier inside.

At least, his intentions are clear, not like other men who approach me with ulterior motives, seeking power.

He simply has that sentiment towards his master...

Luo Jiuyan gently shook her head.

Never thought that I, the pinnacle of the demonic path, would one day derive pleasure from a man.

And this man is my disciple.

Truly, fate plays tricks on people.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

Her junior sisters were not heartless either; they too couldn't detach themselves from men.

She began to understand a bit.

"It's quite normal for me to be like this!" Luo Jiuyan thought to herself.

She turned to look at Ye Shu, who smiled back at her: "Master, what would you like to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

Seeing his eagerness.

Luo Jiuyan couldn't help but feel a bit amused, thinking that since we're out for fun at the lantern festival, there's no need to be so formal.

But she still pretended to be serious and said: "Candied haws."

Ye Shu's eyes lit up, surprised that she had taken a liking to this, and quickly said: "Master, stay here, I'll go buy it for you."

"Wait!" Luo Jiuyan suddenly called out.

"What is it?"

Ye Shu turned back.

Luo Jiuyan stepped forward, shoulder to shoulder with him, and said: "Let's go together."

Just as Ye Shu was surprised, a delicate hand reached out and firmly grasped his.

"Master!"

He stuttered momentarily, looking at Luo Jiuyan's flawless jade-like hand holding his, feeling as if in a dream.

Is this not a dream?

Master actually took my hand in public?

Ye Shu found it hard to believe.

"No one here knows us, you can call me by my real name."

This time, Luo Jiuyan didn't even refer to herself as 'master', allowing Ye Shu to call her by her name!

Ye Shu gasped in surprise, pinching his thigh hard—it hurt.

Only then did he realize this wasn't fake! It was really happening before his eyes!

Master Luo Jiuyan had indeed loosened up, communicating with him on equal terms.

Much better than before.

Ye Shu took a deep breath, finally uttering the nickname buried in his heart: "Alright, Yan'er."

"Yan'er?"

Luo Jiuyan was taken aback, turning to look at Ye Shu with a cold gaze, as if inspecting a corpse: "Is that how you want to address me?"

She allowed him to call her by her name, but not like this.

Yan'er, it sounds intimate.

Only those closest and dearest can call her that.

Although their relationship had progressed, Luo Jiuyan hadn't expected it to advance so rapidly...

"Master, I actually wanted to call you 'wife' or 'darling'. If you think it's okay, I'll switch back?"

Ye Shu looked at her eagerly.

His deep, affectionate eyes didn't seem to be lying!

From what Luo Jiuyan knew of him, he was indeed bold enough to do so!

Luo Jiuyan conceded: "Yan'er it is then."

Calling her those pet names was unbearable, but Yan'er was just about acceptable.

Ye Shu smirked slyly.

Indeed, as Mr. Lu Xun said, people always prefer compromise. If she didn't want to open the window, then let the excavator dig through her wall, and she would agree.

This situation was just like that.

"Yan'er, come, I'll take you to buy something delicious."

Ye Shu held her hand, brimming with unprecedented excitement, his male hormones surging as he called her by her nickname.

"Mm."

Luo Jiuyan let out a soft moan, seemingly still a bit shy, but followed Ye Shu's lead to the candied haw stall.

"Oh, you two must be celestial beings descended to earth. Standing before this old man, I nearly fell over from your extraordinary aura," the candied haw seller exclaimed dramatically, patting his chest.

He was telling the truth; in all his years of selling candied haws across the lands, he had never seen such a handsome man.

And the beauty of the woman behind the veil was impossible to hide; even through the gaps, her stunning features were visible.

"Old man, since you're so eloquent, tell me, what's our relationship?" Ye Shu, now intrigued, asked with a smile.

The old man immediately replied: "Young master, this old man isn't blind. How could I not see she's your beloved wife! Holding hands so tightly, it seems you'll never part!"

"You!"

Luo Jiuyan chided, feeling like killing this blunt old man who had no sense of propriety.

But she didn't act; instead, she felt a warmth in her heart and unconsciously tightened her grip.

"Ouch!"

Ye Shu felt his hand might be crushed, looking back at the smiling Luo Jiuyan, realizing this was her punishment.

But this punishment was nothing.

For someone with the bones of a thousand autumns, it was painless.

Gaining a couple of verbal victories was worth more than anything.

A bloody win!

"Old man, pack up all your candied haws."

Ye Shu declared grandly.

The old man was overjoyed, having met a generous patron, and quickly started packing: "Young master, I'll pack them up for you right away!"

"May you two grow old together, be united for a hundred years, inseparable, forever one heart..."

He continued to spout auspicious words as he packed, thinking that after this sale, he could go home and enjoy time with his wife, much better than being here feeding on dog food.

"Wait, you're wrong!"

Suddenly, Ye Shu seemed to realize something.

"Young master, what's wrong?"

The old man was startled, sweating profusely.

He could tell Ye Shu was a cultivator, not to be trifled with, but recalling his words, he hadn't said anything wrong. What was the issue?

"Not a hundred years of union, but ten thousand years of union—no, it should be eternal union for us two!"

Ye Shu pondered and finally came up with a term.

"Eternal union?"

Hearing this, Luo Jiuyan looked at him with her beautiful eyes, softly repeating the phrase, a faint smile appearing on her face.

This silly disciple, quite detail-oriented indeed.