Double Happiness

"Is that all?" Lu Ran murmured inwardly.

A mere Blood Disaster Hound dared to run wild at our Gate 4?

Didn't it know we specialized in killing dogs?

All those Vicious Hounds we'd tormented were watching it from the heavens!

Lu Ran stepped forward, intending to return to the squad, when suddenly—

"Lu Ran!"

"Behind you, Lu Ran!" Alarms erupted all around, making Lu Ran's heart pound wildly.

Whoosh!!

Divine Technique: Immortal Hoof!

Lu Ran reacted with incredible speed, Divine Mist surging beneath his feet.

But in the next instant, his entire body stiffened.

Divine Mist indeed spread beneath Lu Ran's feet, but he failed to rush away!

Because a pair of slender arms reached out from behind and wrapped him in an embrace.

"Mmm~"

A woman's seductive nasal hum sounded beside his ear.

It was clear that she was enjoying herself.

"Gulp." Lu Ran swallowed.

The woman's embrace was icy cold, making him feel as though he had fallen into an ice cave. Every hair on his body stood on end!

Those seemingly slender, delicate arms contained incomparably immense strength, locking Lu Ran tightly in her embrace.

And that was not all. The broad garment worn by the woman behind him seemed to possess a life of its own!

The scarlet garment wrapped around his wrist and entangled the Xiaguang Saber as well.

Demon Race—Yanzhiren!

Lu Ran had not turned his head, so how did he know the demon behind him was a Yanzhiren?

Because he could hear the pleasant, soft clinking of jewelry.

Without a doubt, the sound came from the exquisite phoenix crown atop the woman's head!

Lu Ran could also sense that she wore a bright red bridal gown. At the very least, her Red Sleeve was embroidered with flowers and birds, its crimson color dazzlingly harsh.

"Lu Ran!"

Jiang Ruyi's heart leaped into her throat. She only felt that this world was utterly unreal.

River Realm demons appearing one after another was already strange enough.

And now, a Yanzhiren had emerged?

One had to know that the Yanzhiren Clan was an exceptionally rare race.

On every full-moon night, you might see ten thousand Blood Disaster Hounds and still not see a single Yanzhiren!

Yet she had appeared at Gate 4, even taking a single step straight to Lu Ran's back, like some absurd nightmare.

"Student!"

Zhang Feng shouted as well. Though he was still entangled by the Youtong Ghost, he had no choice but to free one hand to save someone.

Whoosh!!

Surges of Divine Power rolled forth.

A gigantic lotus blossomed beneath the feet of the pair of newlyweds.

"Hehe~"

The woman's soft laugh was pleasant to the ear, but to Lu Ran, it sounded utterly terrifying.

He only felt a tremendous force pull him backward as the woman held him in her embrace.

"Jingle~ jingle~"

Amid the slanting wind and fine rain, the gold, silver, and jewels on the woman's magnificent phoenix crown swayed gently.

As Lu Ran was held and flew backward, the fluttering crimson bridal gown brushed across his body.

Such a bizarre yet beautiful scene was beautiful as a painting. As for the painting's title—

Double Happiness

"Mee~"

Lu Ran called softly, a trace of despair rising within him.

This time, he did not dare use the Sound of Lamentation. Instead, he used the genuine Compassionate Sound.

Yanzhiren... er, Yanzhi Sister, what wind had blown you here?

It must have been a cold, sinister wind.

I'm sorry, I forgot to burn you a perfect husband.

I-I can still burn one now, right?

"Shh."

Abruptly, Yanzhi raised one long finger and pressed it to Lu Ran's lips, seemingly not wanting him to keep bleating.

Her other hand slipped into Lu Ran's black raincoat and gently caressed his burning-hot chest.

Lu Ran's temples throbbed furiously!

Those icy fingertips seemed capable of piercing his chest at any moment and crushing his heart in her grasp.

"Mmm~" That utterly seductive nasal hum sounded again.

The woman's deathly pale yet lovely face buried itself deeply in the crook of Lu Ran's neck, greedily inhaling the vigorous, hot-blooded body in her arms.

In fact, she was already "tasting" Lu Ran.

If gods fed on the faith of humankind,

Then the Demon Race fed on human emotions such as panic, fear, and despair.

At that moment, the terror Lu Ran released gave the Yanzhiren immense enjoyment.

"Lu Ran!"

"Student!!" Cries of alarm erupted as the First Squad of Moon Watchers frantically gave chase.

Meanwhile, beneath the Rain Curtain of night, the pair of newlyweds continued flying backward.

They flew backward over the gymnasium's iron fence, past the dim yellow streetlamps on the road, and into the vast, pitch-black rainy night.

"Whoosh~ whoosh!"

The sounds of Breaking the Air rang out as several flying swords stabbed rapidly toward them.

"Hmph."

The Yanzhiren snorted coldly. One arm encircled Lu Ran and restrained both his arms, while her other hand stretched forward.

The broad Red Sleeve, embroidered with flowers and birds, abruptly expanded.

Evil Technique: Yanzhi Sleeve!

The sharp flying swords that came charging in like a raging tide vanished into the scarlet sleeve like clay oxen entering the sea, all swept inside.

Lu Ran:!!!

At that moment, despair filled his heart.

For the vast majority of the Demon Race, you could roughly judge their Strength Realm by their size.

The Yanzhiren Clan was somewhat special.

The physique of such demons had no connection to their Strength Realm, so one had to judge them by other means.

For instance, their evil techniques!

The evil technique "Yanzhi Sleeve" was a skill that only River Realm Yanzhiren could possess.

Today, the western gate of the gymnasium—the Gate 4 area—had truly stumbled into a nest of River Realm demons!

This wasn't normal!

It was extremely abnormal!

"Mee-ugh." The sheep's cry rose again, only to be smothered once more.

Bound by the Yanzhiren's scarlet bridal gown, Lu Ran could not move at all. Even his struggles were tiny, tiny movements.

He only had his mouth left.

Divine Technique: Compassionate Sound was also Lu Ran's sole reliance.

But this time, the Yanzhiren did not gently make Lu Ran shut up. Instead, she brutally stuffed his mouth full with her red garment.

"Yiyi!"

The Yanzhiren let out a strange shriek, and her scarlet bridal gown, fluttering in the wind, suddenly grew enormous.

Evil Technique: Red Bridal Gown!

The gown's trailing hem resembled red waves, surging and billowing as it viciously crashed toward the enemies pursuing from behind.

"Cut off her retreat!"

"Rise!!" Within the towering Red Waves, several Moon Watchers pursued relentlessly.

They leaped and darted across buildings, while some even flew through the night sky.

Then, with an angry roar, the earth at the Cross Street behind them shook violently as endless white bones suddenly surged forth.

In the blink of an eye, the ghastly bones formed an arcing Bone Wall that rose from the ground.

Her retreat was cut off. The Yanzhiren could only flee into the sky.

Buzz!

Violent buzzing echoed through the night sky as a dense rain of swords poured down.

"Yiyi!" The Yanzhiren shrieked sharply. Her red garment's trailing hem continued to lash about fiercely, trying to destroy the Bone Wall.

And in her deathly pale palm, a tiny paper effigy suddenly appeared?

Evil Technique: Paper Effigy!

At the sight, several Moon Watchers' expressions changed drastically.

The Yanzhiren gripped the paper effigy, her eyes filled with ruthlessness as she stared fixedly at the Moon Watcher who had summoned the Bone Wall.

Then, her icy palm slowly clenched.

"Ah!" A Moon Watcher screamed and fell to the ground.

Carried by inertia, his body rolled and slid forward.

As he rolled, his body was uncontrollably compressed together, his limbs twisting without cease.

It was as though an invisible giant hand was slowly squeezing his body shut!

Rumble!

The Red Waves shattered the Bone Wall, and the Yanzhiren flew backward out of it.

The rain of swords continued to pour down, yet it failed to sever the ill-fated bond between the man and woman.

"Mmm."

The Yanzhiren let out a satisfied sigh.

She tightened her embrace around the human in her arms, tilted her head slightly, and parted her thin lips to take Lu Ran's earlobe between them.

As if she were rewarding herself?

Lu Ran's eyes widened!

His heart held not only despair, but also an overwhelming sense of humiliation.

That feeling of weakness and helplessness, of being butchered at another's whim, once more wound around his heart.

He had thought that after becoming a believer, everything would gradually improve.

He had thought...

Whoosh!!

A fierce gale suddenly erupted, and the two spun wildly through the air.

"Yiyi!" The Yanzhiren shrieked in fury.

"Ah!" Lu Ran screamed instead.

A tornado appeared without warning, sudden and abrupt!

Its force was so great and its arrival so unexpected that it forcibly tore apart the pair of newlyweds!

Amid the dizzying spin, the Yanzhiren did not even have time to cast a technique. She only instinctively grabbed Lu Ran.

Her sharp nails stabbed into Lu Ran's arm. By the time the storm flung them apart, several long gashes had been torn across his arm.

They were deep enough to expose bone!

The sight made one's hair stand on end, leaving teeth aching and flesh throbbing with pain.

The Yanzhiren was hurled out of the tornado and barely stabilized herself.

In her vision, Lu Ran was flying diagonally downward, crashing toward the roadside greenery.

The Yanzhiren immediately flew after him. As though she did not think herself fast enough, her bloodstained palm flicked her sleeve toward Lu Ran.

Evil Technique: Yanzhi Sleeve!

The Yanzhiren pursued Lu Ran, and in the night sky behind her—

A figure in a Yellow Raincoat pierced through layer after layer of Rain Curtain, flying rapidly toward them!

"Mmm?" The Yanzhiren seemed to sense something.

She turned her head slightly and looked back upward.

When she saw the pursuer charging at her with overwhelming aura, energy surged in the Yanzhiren's hand as she seized another paper effigy.

The beautiful eyes of the Yellow Raincoat narrowed at once!

Her body, which had been stabbing forward as straight as a javelin, actually showed signs of slight distortion?!

At that very moment, a sheep's cry suddenly rang out:

"Meeeh~~~"

Lu Ran flew backward and downward, blood spraying from his arm like a rain of blood.

The piercing pain made his cry even more miserable.

Divine Technique: Sound of Lamentation!

In an instant, Yanzhiren's attention was drawn away.

She no longer twisted her head to look behind her. Instead, her eyes lit up as she looked at Lu Ran, her gaze brimming with greedy desire.

The Compassionate Sound could not stop a boiling pot by ladling out hot water.

Fortunately,

the Sound of Lamentation could add fuel to the flames!

Egging on a being whose killing intent had already surged was far, far easier than persuading it to lay down its butcher's blade!

Lu Ran endured the pain and watched Yanzhiren rush toward him at terrifying speed. His divine art rose once more:

"Baa~~~"

That's right, don't look back!

Listen—

Whoosh!

Yellow Raincoat swept past Yanzhiren's side, carrying wind and rain with her, moving with astonishing speed.

The great Horse-Severing Saber in her hand dragged out a long knife mark, cleaving through layer after layer of the Rain Curtain—and severing the beautiful head crowned with a phoenix coronet.

A gale slammed into his face!

Lu Ran squeezed his eyes shut, his short hair whipping wildly.

That was it—

the sound of the wind.

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