151: It's a season for love, and Ye Fan has fallen in love too.

Spring has arrived.

All things are awakening.

It's that time again for the animals... ahem, it's the season of love.

Inside the Yaochi Heavenly Palace.

A scent known as "the stench of love" permeated the air.

It was being emitted by Shi Tian and Fire Spirit.

These two had just gotten engaged and were already acting all lovey-dovey.

Shi Tian was stuffing everything from his Storage Pouch—roasted wings he'd kept for years, spiritual fruits, even half a tree root he'd dug up from the Demon Emperors Tomb—into Fire Spirit's arms in one go.

“Wife, eat this!”

“Wife, this one is sweet!”

Fire Spirit blushed and didn't refuse, taking small bites as her eyes filled with stars.

Nearby.

The other single dogs of the Hidden God Sect watched until their teeth ached with envy.

Especially Ye Fan.

Although he was a total "straight man," it didn't mean he was blind.

Watching his Junior Brother's smug "winner at life" look, and then looking at his own solitary shadow.

His heart felt inexplicably stifled.

“Is this... the stench of love?”

Ye Fan rubbed his nose, feeling like even the myriad things mother qi cauldron in his hands wasn't as appealing anymore.

The worst part was...

He felt an extremely scorching, extremely greedy gaze staring at his back like needles.

It was his Revered Master.

Li Daoxuan was sipping tea while looking at him with the faint gaze of an old farmer wondering why his pig hadn't gone to dig up a cabbage yet.

Ye Fan shuddered.

He understood his Revered Master too well.

The meaning of that gaze was— "The next Imperial Weapon depends on you."

Pressure.

Immense pressure.

Ye Fan took a deep breath, his gaze beginning to wander through the crowd, trying to find that familiar figure.

Actually, he didn't need to look at all.

Long before the battle began, even before he had come to the Central State.

That figure was already imprinted in his mind.

In a corner of the crowd.

The Ji Family camp.

A quirky girl dressed in purple was hiding behind the Ji Family Head, peeking over this way.

Purple Moon of Ji.

The Little Moon of the Ji Family.

The two of them had crossed paths in a Secret Realm in the Eastern Wasteland, and had even fought side-by-side, being chased all over the world.

Back then, Ye Fan was just a "Waste Body" being hunted down.

Yet Purple Moon of Ji had never looked down on him; instead, she had helped him many times.

Although the girl had a bit of a sharp tongue, a willful personality, and loved calling him "Little Ye," or "Dead Wood."

But... Ye Fan had to admit.

He had a bit of a thing for this girl.

As if sensing Ye Fan's gaze.

Purple Moon of Ji's large eyes, which were like crescent moons, instantly lit up.

She stopped hiding.

She jumped out from behind the Ji Family Head, hands on her hips, and made a face at Ye Fan from across the distance.

“Blehh!”

“What are you looking at? Dead Wood!”

The girl's voice was crisp and pleasant, like a lark, yet it carried an unmistakable air of tsundere.

“What?”

“Jealous of Shi Tian?”

Purple Moon of Ji pointed at the couple nearby, Shi Tian and his wife, then pointed at Ye Fan standing all alone, laughing so hard she shook.

“Tsk tsk tsk.”

“Look at them, they've only been in the Central State for a few days and he already has a wife.”

“Then look at you.”

“Big and brawny, but what can you do besides fight?”

“You deserve to be a bachelor for the rest of your life!”

Provocation.

Blatant provocation.

If it were any other time, Ye Fan might have just chuckled and let it slide.

But today was different.

Today, his Revered Master was here.

That promise of "bring one back and get an Imperial Weapon" was there.

And even more... the stimulus of that "traitor" Shi Tian was there.

Ye Fan's competitive spirit was instantly ignited.

“Bachelor?”

He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light flashing in his golden pupils.

“Who said I'm a bachelor?”

“Ahem.”

Behind him, Li Daoxuan coughed twice in perfect cooperation.

The meaning was: Go for it! Don't be a wimp! Your Revered Master has your back!

Having received his Revered Master's "official authorization."

Ye Fan no longer hesitated.

He smoothed out his somewhat messy clothes and straightened his back.

Then.

Under the stunned gazes of the tens of thousands of Cultivators present.

He took large strides, like a human tank, walking straight toward the Ji Family camp.

“Thud! Thud! Thud!”

His heavy footsteps pounded on the ground and also on the hearts of the Ji Family members.

“What... what is he doing?!”

The Elders of the Ji Family saw this youth, who looked like a demon god and had just blown up the Purple Mansion Saint with one punch, walking over. Their faces turned pale with fright.

They instinctively moved to summon their Magic Treasures for defense.

“Don't... don't come any closer!”

“Ye Fan! What do you want?!”

“This is the Myriad Races Assembly! You wouldn't dare start a fight here, would you?!”

The Ji Family Head was even more nervous, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He had seen with his own eyes just how fierce this kid was.

If this kid went crazy and caused a "Havoc in Heaven" within the Ji Family camp, the Ji Family might be wiped out today!

However.

Ye Fan completely ignored those Elders who were acting as if facing a great enemy.

In his eyes, there was only that girl in purple.

He walked up to Purple Moon of Ji and stopped.

His tall frame cast a shadow that completely enveloped the petite Purple Moon of Ji.

“You...”

Purple Moon of Ji looked at Ye Fan, who was right in front of her, and her previous arrogance vanished instantly.

Her small face turned red in a flash, and her heart beat like a trapped rabbit.

“What... what are you coming over for?”

“I'm warning you, there are so many people here, don't... don't do anything reckless...”

As she spoke, she instinctively backed away.

Only to find she had nowhere to retreat.

Behind her was a wall.

“Reckless?”

A simple yet overbearing smile curled at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth.

“You said it.”

“That I don't know how to do anything except fight.”

“Today, I'll show you that I can do something else.”

After saying that.

He reached out with that large hand which had just blown up a Saint and been stained with countless blood, yet was now exceptionally dry and warm.

In one motion.

He grabbed Purple Moon of Ji's soft, delicate hand.

He gripped it tightly.

Their fingers intertwined.

“Ah!”

Purple Moon of Ji gave a startled cry, trying to pull away as if she'd been electrocuted.

But Ye Fan's hand was like an iron vice, unmoving.

“Don't move.”

Ye Fan looked down into her panicked eyes, his voice deep.

“Come with me.”

“Where... where to?” Purple Moon of Ji's mind went blank, completely losing the ability to think.

“Back to the Kaoshan Sect.”

Ye Fan looked up.

Holding Purple Moon of Ji's hand, he turned around to face the group of completely petrified Ji Family Elders and the Ji Family Head, whose mouth was hanging open wide enough to fit a duck egg.

His expression was calm.

His tone was indifferent.

Yet it exuded an unquestionable... dominance that was enough to make the world change color.

“Ji Family Head.”

“I'm informing you.”

“I'm taking this girl back to the Kaoshan Sect.”

“To be my wife.”

“Who is in favor?”

“Who is opposed?”