Becoming An Immortal Begins With Marrying A Wife

Chapter 405: True Appearance of the Goddess (12)

Hundred Spirits Sacred Land, Pill Hall.

When the news of the death of Ren Tianshao and his wife spread, the entire Pill Hall was thrown into chaos.

Ren Tianshao was an Immortal King powerhouse, and his position as the head of Pill Hall was of great importance in the Sacred Land, far surpassing that of other hall masters.

However, such a prominent figure was cursed to death in his own residence.

This was truly shocking!

This bizarre and terrifying incident quickly spread throughout the entire Hundred Spirits Sacred Land.

When the news reached the ears of the various hall masters, their first reaction was disbelief, thinking it was impossible.

But when they arrived at the scene and saw the two charred corpses that were unrecognizable, they had no choice but to believe this fact.

"To be cursed to death in the Sacred Land, what kind of method is this?"

"It's most likely the work of the Yin Yang Sect."

"The Yin Yang Sect? Are they declaring war against our Hundred Spirits Sacred Land?"

"It shouldn't be the Yin Yang Sect. The method used to curse Ren Tianshao seems deliberate, as if they intentionally wanted to blame the Yin Yang Sect, trying to provoke a war between us and them for their own benefit."

"Master Zhang's words make sense. In my opinion, the Ten Thousand Tribes Sect is highly suspicious. It is very likely that they are causing trouble from behind the scenes."

"Let's not speculate randomly, it's easy to be misled. Let's wait for the Sacred Lord's instructions."

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After a brief exchange, everyone stopped speculating, but the unease on their faces was evident.

If the hall masters of Pill Hall could be cursed to death, what about them?

As long as the other party targeted them, they would most likely meet the same fate as the hall masters of Pill Hall...

Thinking of this, everyone became anxious.

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The center of the Hundred Spirits Sacred Land.

The Holy Temple.

The beautiful and captivating Sacred Lord sat on a jade throne, patiently listening to the reports of the two maidservants, one in white and one in purple.

The maidservant in the purple dress, one of the two, reported with a gentle voice, "Sacred Lord, I'm useless. I couldn't find out who killed Ren Tianshao and his wife."

"No need to investigate. Handle this matter properly, especially the rumors," the Sacred Lord said calmly.

The maidservant in the purple dress replied, "Yes," and quickly left the Holy Temple to handle the aftermath of the curse that killed the couple from Pill Hall.

"Baiying, go and invite Chen, the steward of Hundred Flower Hall, to come here," the Sacred Lord said to the maidservant in the white silk dress.

The maidservant in the white dress respectfully replied, "I understand, Sacred Lord."

With that, she immediately teleported away to Hundred Flower Hall to inform Chen An to come to the Holy Temple.

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Hundred Flower Hall, Chen's residence.

Chen An was in his room, counting the spoils he obtained from killing the three clan leaders, when his wife, Song Huaying, knocked on the door.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

"Husband, something big has happened!"

"Creak..."

The door opened, and Chen An looked at Song Huaying outside the door with confusion and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Husband, you may not believe it when I tell you, but the hall master of Pill Hall is dead. His wife, the woman who bullied Sister Gu and the others in the market last time, also died with him!"

When Song Huaying mentioned the death of that woman, her voice clearly carried a hint of delight.

She had talked with Gu Xinyue, Wen Zhiyun, and Shen Qingyi and learned about the incident in the market. She deeply hated that woman from Pill Hall.

Now that the woman was dead, she naturally felt happy.

"Husband, why do you look so calm? Don't you feel relieved now that the woman is dead?"

Song Huaying was puzzled.

"I killed them all, so I've already let out my anger...," Chen An thought and smiled, saying, "Of course, I feel relieved."

"By the way, husband, yesterday I studied some new techniques with Jiu Ji. Since we have some free time now, would you like me to give you a try?"

Song Huaying's topic suddenly jumped to the matter of intimacy, her eyes filled with desire as she spoke.

Chen An held her small waist and embraced her body, letting her sit on his lap. He playfully poked her cherry lips with his finger and said, "You little rascal, you said there was a big matter, but it seems like you just wanted to be affectionate, right?"

"No, it was clearly you, my husband, who wanted it~" Song Huaying's voice was soft and seductive, melting Chen An's heart.

Chen An smiled and looked at his finger that had just been licked. He wiped the saliva on Song Huaying's face and playfully poked her cheek, saying, "Your mouth is not honest, but your body is quite honest. You even stuck out your tongue to lick my finger and seduce me. You're truly a little enchantress."

"I'm a human, not an enchantress. Jiu Ji and Long Jie are the enchantresses."

"Even with the bloodline of the Flower God, you still say you're not an enchantress?"

"Bloodline is just bloodline, I'm still a human."

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As they spoke, the couple's clothes disappeared, and they skillfully deepened their affection on the bed.

Just as they were about to take it further, a ethereal female voice came from outside the Cave Mansion.

"I am Bai Ying from the Holy Temple. I have come to invite Chen An to the Holy Temple on behalf of the Holy Lord."

Although the voice was projected outside, only Chen An could hear it.

Chen An was puzzled by this. Why would the Holy Lord suddenly look for me?

Could it be because the incident with Ren Tianxiao's curse had been exposed?

That shouldn't be possible.

There must be something else.

With his doubts in mind, Chen An quickly got dressed and went outside to meet the representative from the Holy Temple.

To him, as a mere steward, anyone from the Holy Temple was considered superior.

Even if it was just a maid by the Holy Lord's side, she was still an important figure.

Outside the Cave Mansion, Chen An saw a beautiful woman in a white silk dress.

Her true age was unknown, but she looked like a woman in her thirties, at the most alluring and tempting stage of a woman's life.

Unfortunately, her appearance was only beautiful, not reaching the level of breathtaking beauty.

Her figure was not particularly enticing, just slightly plump.

Chen An wasn't interested in this woman in the white dress, but he remained polite on the surface and said, "Lady Bai Ying, I wonder why the Holy Lord has summoned me to the Holy Temple?"

"I don't know the specifics either. If Steward Chen wants to know, you will naturally find out when you arrive at the Holy Temple," replied Bai Ying in a cold and clear voice.

Although her voice was cold, her gaze couldn't help but glance at Chen An's face. She thought that this steward from Hundred Flower Hall was handsome and smelled good.

Soon, Chen An followed Bai Ying to the Holy Temple.

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The Holy Temple.

Outside the Holy Lord's bedroom.

Chen An arrived here with Bai Ying.

As soon as they landed, he heard a soft and gentle female voice coming from the Holy Lord's bedroom.

"Bai Ying, you may leave. I want to have a private conversation with Steward Chen."

"Yes, Holy Lord."

As soon as Bai Ying responded, she disappeared from the entrance of the bedroom.

Then, the door to the bedroom creaked open.

Although the door was open, it was covered by a layer of purple mist, making it impossible to see anything inside.

Chen An could only vaguely sense that there was someone sitting on a chair in the bedroom.

And that person could only be the mysterious Holy Lord.

"Steward Chen, come in."

The voice of the Holy Lord came from the bedroom again.

Chen An didn't say much, he just respectfully replied, "Yes," and then walked into the Holy Lord's bedroom with a mix of unease and anticipation.

He was curious about the appearance of the Holy Lord and wanted to see how beautiful the master of Hundred Spirits Sacred Land really was.

However, when he slowly walked through the layer of purple mist and saw the Holy Lord sitting on a jade chair, his whole body froze, his face filled with astonishment.

Holy Empress?!

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