Long Shuangxue was furious. In the end, she stomped her feet here, puffed up with anger, and left outright, every movement swift and decisive as thunder.
Qin Jiuge did not particularly care about such a scene at all. What a joke.
He had so many female confidantes at his side that they were nearly beyond counting. A mere Long Shuangxue, a little woman's petty tricks, could never be a match for him, Qin Jiuge.
If she truly pushed him into a corner, then Qin Jiuge would undoubtedly continue to unleash a slaughter here.
With Long Weile properly soothing Long Shuangxue, Qin Jiuge was not especially worried.
At present, none of his thoughts were on the Dragon Clan's wedding. They were all on his own cultivation.
Ever since breaking through to the Immortal Realm, Qin Jiuge's cultivation had seen no substantial progress for a long time. Even his previous trip to White Bone Abbey had yielded results that were far from satisfactory.
Although he had successfully thwarted the White Bone Abbey Master's schemes, it had done nothing for Qin Jiuge's own cultivation. At most, it had given him a deeper understanding of this world, leaving a trace of compassion in his heart.
With no other choice, Qin Jiuge could only ask Long Wuqing about it.
"You truly need not worry too much about your marriage to Shuangxue. Compared with your current cultivation, such trifling matters can indeed wait for some time before being discussed properly.
"The Immortal Realm is indeed somewhat troublesome for you. After all, within this world, an Immortal Realm cultivator's strength has practically reached the very summit.
"Under such circumstances, let alone breaking through a major realm, even advancing through an utterly ordinary minor realm is unexpectedly difficult.
"Although our Dragon Clan once had resources to rely on