Lu Chuan's sudden forcefulness made Immortal Fuyuan look a little hesitant.
Their original plan had been to find a mortal and scheme against Yang Chan, then drag Lu Chuan into it after the incident came to light...
All of it had originally been seamless as heaven's own robe, and things had gone quite smoothly too. Look—Yang Chan had not only privately pledged herself to a mortal, she had even cooked the raw rice into a finished meal, and the child had already been born.
Of course, mortals' ability to reproduce was indeed worthy of its reputation.
But Lu Chuan's sudden claim that Yang Chan was still a virgin truly left him dumbfounded.
Forget him being dumbfounded—even Hong Jin froze.
Immortal Fuyuan looked toward Yang Chan and saw that she was transcendent and holy, without the slightest trace of mortal smoke and fire about her. At this moment, she stood there as still as stopped water, and no change in expression could be seen on her face.
"Is he bluffing, or is she truly... still untouched?"
Immortal Fuyuan's thoughts flashed rapidly, and he was somewhat uncertain whether this was Lu Chuan making one last desperate counterattack after being driven to the wall like a cornered dog.
The child had already been born, and you were saying she was still untouched?
Today, you were not trying to fool ghosts—you had come to fool gods!
Immortal Fuyuan's face darkened for a moment, then he suddenly thought of something. His right hand secretly began to form calculations as he silently divined the matter between Liu Yanchang and Yang Chan.
But a moment later, his expression could not help becoming even darker.
He had calculated nothing at all.
"The Lotus Lantern isn't even here anymore, so why still can't I calculate it?"
Immortal Fuyuan could