This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 792 - 57 Ying Mingyue_3

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Halls upon halls, appearing like a heavenly palace.

At last, Lu Qingshan was brought before a grand hall.

"Lord Qing Ge, the Demon Lord is inside waiting for you," Peng Lan earnestly came to a stop in front of the hall, speaking respectfully.

Lu Qingshan nodded and pushed the door to enter.

The space inside the hall was very spacious, but there weren’t many people, only two.

Sitting at the highest position was a man with a dignified presence and eyes sharp as swords, seemingly able to pierce through one’s heart.

Just like with Ao Ren Demon Venerable, Lu Qingshan was unable to sense the slightest hint of his aura.

This must be Shi Wu Demon Venerable.

As for....

Lu Qingshan’s gaze swept over the face of the woman sitting in a lower position.

The woman looked very young, and although she was of the Demon Race, her features were not much different from those of the Human Race.

Her face was delicate and pretty with a noble air, while her eyes were as cold as sword edges.

She too was sizing up Lu Qingshan, who had just entered the door.

This must be Ying Mingyue.

Lu Qingshan quickly deduced her identity.

"Qing Ge has seen Shi Wu Demon Venerable," he quickly withdrew his gaze from the woman and saluted the Shi Wu Demon Venerable.

"Travel must have been exhausting," Shi Wu Demon Venerable’s face wasn’t kind, but he didn’t put on airs for Lu Qingshan,

In his heart, he actually somewhat disdained Qing Ge.

Though neither were of pure blood, and both were illegitimate, in his mind, Mingyue was far superior to the simple-minded third son of the Ao Ren Demon Venerable standing before him.

Unfortunately, he didn’t have a choice.

A Demon Lord of equivalent status wouldn’t easily agree to have their legitimate child marry into another family.

And for the lower-status illegitimate mixed-bloods, they were nothing to those Demon Lords; even if they agreed to the marriage, it would be hard to believe in their sincerity.

Thus, after searching the entire Burning Moon Domain, it turned out that only Qing Ge met the criteria and was a good match for Mingyue—they were both the offspring of Demon Lords, both mixed-blood illegitimates, and both were deeply favored by their Demon Lord parents.

"Please have a seat." Shi Wu Demon Venerable said.

"Thank you, Demon Venerable." Lu Qingshan found a spot to sit down.

Once Lu Qingshan was seated, Shi Wu Demon Venerable gestured to the woman beside him and said, "This is Mingyue, you two should get to know each other. After all, you will be married in some time."

"I have seen Miss Mingyue," Lu Qingshan said with neither arrogance nor humility.

A period of silence followed.

Ying Mingyue did not give Lu Qingshan any response.

A very impolite behavior.

Lu Qingshan slightly raised an eyebrow but did not say anything more.

Seeing this, Shi Wu Demon Venerable’s brow furrowed, and just as he was about to speak, Ying Mingyue suddenly said first.

"Father, I do not wish to marry out."

Her voice was clear, cold, and resolute.

"Mingyue, you are not to be wilful," Shi Wu Demon Venerable said in a low voice.

"I absolutely will not marry out," Ying Mingyue stubbornly raised her head, "I would rather give up everything than marry someone.

Give them whatever they want, I couldn’t care less. Surely then they won’t bother me anymore."

By ’them,’ Ying Mingyue was referring to others of the Shi Wu lineage.

"A marriage is to obey the command of one’s parents; I can indulge you in other matters, but this one is not negotiable," Shi Wu Demon Venerable spoke with authority, his tone leaving no room for refusal.

Facing Shi Wu Demon Venerable’s serious countenance, Ying Mingyue dared not talk back this time, but her face was still filled with defiance and grievance.

Seeing her expression, Shi Wu Demon Venerable’s heart softened, and with a sigh, he said, "As long as you have my blood running in your veins, even if you want nothing at all, after your father’s death, they will certainly make life difficult for you."

He knew these dirty tricks all too well; Ying Mingyue was still too young.

"Only by finding you a good husband can someone protect you after your father passes away, and then I will be able to rest in peace," Shi Wu Demon Venerable said somberly.

"Father," Ying Mingyue’s eyes turned red, and her voice choked up when she heard Shi Wu Demon Venerable speak so candidly about his impending death.

Yet, in the end, she gritted her teeth, defiantly said, "How can he protect me when he isn’t even my equal?"

Naturally, Qing Ge couldn’t protect her; what Shi Wu Demon Venerable valued was the support of Ao Ren Demon Venerable behind Qing Ge.

Otherwise, why would he use the Blood Divine Sand Vein as a dowry? Only a treasure of this level could move the Ao Ren Demon Venerable.

Shi Wu Demon Venerable was about to speak and dismiss Ying Mingyue’s objections.

Unexpectedly, the previously silent and seemingly harmless "Qing Ge," who had been a mere observer, was the first to speak and asked Ying Mingyue, "Are you so sure that I am inferior to you?"

Before coming to Jian Luo King City, Lu Qingshan had learned that Ying Mingyue was just a Sixth Grade Demonic Cultivator.

Hmm?

Shi Wu Demon Venerable was somewhat surprised by Lu Qingshan’s sudden challenge.

But Ying Mingyue immediately retorted, "You are just a Low-Ranking Demon General, and though I am younger than you, I am already a High-Ranking Demon General. Tell me, how are you not inferior to me?"

She knew Qing Ge’s background and had understood his situation well.

That’s why, before even meeting Qing Ge, she had little regard for him.

Now that she heard his counter-question, she felt that he was overestimating himself, and it only increased her disdain.

Unconcerned by Ying Mingyue’s insinuating words, Lu Qingshan chuckled lightly and said, "Talking is useless; proving your point with action is what counts."

"Prove it through action?" Ying Mingyue immediately stood up, her voice cold, "Do you think I’m afraid to fight you?"

"If you don’t accept my stance, then let’s have a match."

"If you can actually beat me, then I’ll willingly marry you. What do you say?"

Ying Mingyue only said that if Lu Qingshan could beat her, she would willingly marry him, but she did not say that if she won, she would not marry Lu Qingshan.

This was because she also knew that it was an impossibility.

Shi Wu Demon Venerable had made up his mind, and how could she have any say against it?

But she was not convinced; she wanted to take Lu Qingshan down a peg.

"Demon Lord?" Lu Qingshan also stood up and turned his questioning gaze toward Shi Wu Demon Venerable.

He didn’t have much confidence in defeating Ying Mingyue.

He simply wanted to witness the combat power of a High-Ranking Demon General and, incidentally, test his own current skills.

To see how far he could go without using his Life-bound Sword or Sword Cultivator skills.

As for winning or losing, it didn’t matter to him.

If Ying Mingyue could understand that, wouldn’t he?

Win or lose, Ying Mingyue could not escape the inevitability of marrying him.

So, why not have such a fight that doesn’t affect the outcome but allows him to test his own strength?

Of course, he couldn’t just fight because he wanted to.

After all, it was someone else’s territory, so it was only right to ask the host’s opinion.

"Since the two of you are unconvinced by each other, then go ahead and have a contest. It’s not a bad thing," Shi Wu Demon Venerable mused for a moment before saying slowly, "Just keep it to a point, and don’t hurt the peace."

From the intelligence he had gathered, "Qing Ge" was certainly no match for Mingyue.

But seeing the confidence emanating from Lu Qingshan, curiosity welled up in his heart—was "Qing Ge" fully prepared with a hidden ace, or was he simply overconfident?

If the former were true, it would certainly be an unexpected gain.

If "Qing Ge," as Mingyue’s future husband, truly had abilities, he would definitely be pleased.

Wouldn’t it be like unearthing a treasure?