Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 146: Charm Fairy, Si Minglan

Ten days later.

Zhenyang Sect.

Xiyue Peak.

Amidst the enchanting mist, the mountains are serene with a crystalline beauty, jade towers stand majestic, bustling with countless disciples dressed in white or purple robes.

Among the six peaks of Zhenyang Sect, Xiyue Peak has the highest number of new disciples.

Most of these new disciples came for Ye Xiyue.

A worldly genius with a top-grade Spirit Root, practiced Qi Cultivation at five, reached Foundation Establishment at eight, Golden Core at fifteen, and Nascent Soul at twenty.

This cultivation speed is only second to Su Hongling of Thunder Sword Sect and the deceased Xia Qinglian.

Besides her talent for cultivation, Ye Xiyue’s beauty is widely praised.

In the Fairy Rankings compiled by the Immortal Flying Pavilion in the four major regions of Eastern Cultivation Land, West Imperial, South Demon, and Northern Wilderness, Ye Xiyue firmly holds a spot within the top ten.

Coupled with her cultivation level, she is akin to the Nine Heavens Profound Lady descending to the mortal realm, an unattainable figure for most.

In Eastern Cultivation Land, Ye Xiyue has many admirers, and it is her reputation that draws most new disciples to Xiyue Peak.

At this moment, several Outer Sect disciples are cultivating together, yet their minds are restless, whispering:

"Been here so long, have you seen Senior Sister?"

"I have yet to see Senior Sister’s celestial beauty, alas."

"Haha, I actually caught a glimpse when Junior Sister Fang was injured, Senior Sister went to visit, I was nearby."

"Oh? Brother Chen had such luck? What does Senior Sister look like?"

"Naturally, she is unparalleled in beauty, like an immortal being. To be honest, since that sighting, other female cultivators have lost all color in my eyes."

The group spoke with enthusiasm, their eyes glazed over with admiration, imagining Senior Sister’s unparalleled grace.

Suddenly, a seductive voice sounded behind them:

"Hehehe, you are so bold, daring to covet Senior Sister behind her back, aren’t you afraid of being expelled from Xiyue Peak?"

The group turned around, instantly stunned.

They saw a female cultivator in a Purple Sun Brocade Robe standing before them, distinct from the properly dressed Inner Sect disciples, her purple robe was wide open, revealing a segment of snow-white terrain.

She held a wine gourd, walking leisurely towards them while drinking, the white wine trickled from her crimson lips down her long neck, flowing into deep valleys.

The scene was too alluring, the Outer Sect disciples all widened their eyes, dumbstruck, two even could not help but swallow.

The female cultivator swayed her hips as she approached them, her fox-like Danfeng eyes blinking at the disciple who claimed to have seen the Senior Sister:

"In your eyes, am I colorful?"

"Yes, yes!" The male disciple instinctively responded, then bent over, covering his waistband, his face flushed red.

"You, you are..." Someone beside finally reacted, their expression changed dramatically, looking at the seductive female cultivator with extreme fear:

"Senior Sister Si Minglan?!"

The female cultivator laughed sweetly, the mountain peaks trembled, nearly capturing their souls, she tilted her head, took another sip of wine, combed her naturally curly long hair, and said coquettishly:

"Why call me Senior Sister? Makes me feel old, if you like, just call me Lanlan!"

After speaking, she licked her vivid red lips, sucking the wine from the corner of her mouth.

Filled with allure, the Outer Sect disciples were already entranced, obediently opening their mouths:

"Lan..."

"Third Senior Sister, Senior Sister is still waiting for you, why are you here?"

At this moment, a female disciple hurried over, Si Minglan turned and smiled:

"Sorry, seeing so many fresh Junior Brothers, I couldn’t resist playing for a while, let’s go."

With that, she no longer paid attention to those stunned Outer Sect disciples, following the female disciple away.

She walked with swaying hips, the disordered purple robe faintly showing her fair long legs.

Such a scenic allure, yet the male disciples passing by avoided her like the plague, not daring to glance at her.

Si Minglan was indifferent, walking leisurely while head raised, drinking until the seductive laughter faded, the frightened disciples dared to lift their heads, looking at the seemingly petrified newcomers, shaking their heads in wonder:

"Someone actually dares to look directly at Senior Sister Si Minglan, truly fearless."

"It’s all about being a newcomer, ignorance is courage."

"Third Senior Sister’s Charming Technique is getting scarier, is there any male cultivator in this world who can resist her charm?"

"Ah, our Zhenyang Sect is renowned and righteous, why practice such disgraceful techniques."

"I heard that Senior Sister Si Minglan’s parents were killed by the imperial family in the mundane world, and she was even demoted to an official courtesan in her childhood, seemingly quite tragic."

"Shh, speak softly, if Third Senior Sister hears us, be careful she might lure your soul and destroy it!"

Half an incense stick later, Si Minglan arrived at the top of Xiyue Peak, in front of a two-story Immortal Mansion filled with Spiritual Energy.

This was Ye Xiyue’s residence.

The female disciple who accompanied her said: "Master of Forgetful Peak Elder Zheng has arrived, Senior Sister is discussing matters with him, Third Senior Sister please wait."

She then bowed and left.

Si Minglan sat on the steps at the entrance, sipping wine and enjoying the pond and garden in front of the Immortal Mansion.

"Such beauty, if I could find a good-looking young man to spend the night, wouldn’t that be wonderful, haha!"

Her words were promiscuous, her laughter brazen, with exposed skin beneath her wide-open purple robe, entirely unconcerned.

Half an incense stick later, Ye Xiyue’s door opened, a short and plump middle-aged cultivator stepped out, Si Minglan raised her wine gourd to him, a seductive smile:

"Greetings, Junior Martial Uncle Zheng."

This short and plump man had a somewhat vulgar appearance, beneath his greasy forehead were half-open triangular eyes, upon seeing Si Minglan, his eyes slightly widened, smiling:

"Minglan, long time no see, your cultivation has improved again, if you will, you can come to Forgetful Peak, Martial Uncle will certainly treat you well."

Si Minglan giggled, lazily stood and made a salute:

"Thank you, Martial Uncle, I will definitely consider it."

She bent down, squeezing her chest even more prominently, Junior Martial Uncle Zheng’s triangular eyes widened further, stroking his beard with a hearty laugh:

"That’s great, Martial Uncle awaits you."

With that said, the short and plump figure transformed into a golden light, swiftly flying away.

Once he left, Si Minglan’s seductive smile disappeared, she snorted coldly: "You old lecher!"

A ethereal and indifferent voice from inside: "Minglan, come in."

"Coming!"

Si Minglan laughed, swaying her hips as she entered the room, seeing Ye Xiyue in a white dress, sitting on a carved wooden chair, elegant and serene, exuding immortal aura.

"Senior Sister, did you miss me?" Si Minglan showed no fear of Xiyue Peak’s Senior Sister, sitting on a nearby chair, crossing her legs, leaning her head on her hand, looking lazy.

Ye Xiyue looked at her calmly, "Minglan, Junior Sister Fang’s injury has healed, you both will set off tomorrow."

"Ah, understood. Senior Sister, you mentioned last time to go to Wuxi Town and Yunling Town to track down the remnant members of the Demon Sect."

Si Minglan waved dismissively, got up, walked outside, suddenly stopped after two steps, licking her lips asked:

"Senior Sister, if captured, could I enjoy them first?"