In Falling Maple City, Qin Luo sat inside a tavern, flipping through the storybook he had just bought.
"Not bad, not bad. The finished product really does look convincing."
After reading it, Qin Luo turned his gaze to Li Yi and asked, "Do you think the male lead in this story will go steal the bride?"
Li Yi gave Qin Luo a strange look. He hadn't expected Qin Luo himself to have a part in it.
Still, it did seem like something Qin Luo could do, though probably not because of that woman named Liu Ruyan.
Li Yi felt she wasn't worthy.
He had long passed the age of youthful impulsiveness. Rationally, he said, "If that young man is sensible, he shouldn't go. Divine Weapon Valley and the Taixu Sacred Land are too powerful. How could he possibly fight those two factions?"
"If a man isn't reckless in his youth, can he still call himself young?" Qin Luo asked in return.
"When you were young, for love, could you have abandoned everything—even your own life?"
Li Yi fell into a daze. Yes, when he had been young, he too had defied powerful authority and dared to fight for his wife.
That was why he and his wife had loved each other deeply. Later, when that beast violated his wife, he had killed that beast in rage.
Sometimes, people simply couldn't be rational.
"Young people might do that, but he could die," Li Yi said.
Qin Luo slowly shook his head. "You underestimate Ye Chen too much."
You knew nothing of the power of a Child of Fortune. That dog Lin Xuan had only failed to fully unleash the strength of the backing behind him because he had been in the Imperial Capital of the Great Qin Dynasty. Otherwise, Qin Luo didn't think Lin Xuan would necessarily have died by his hand.
"But this time, he'll still be crushed, because Ye Chen is no longer the Ye Chen he was before."
Before, Qin Luo had only barely suppressed Ye Chen with the system's help, stripping away his Sword Bone and stealing his master.
Now...
As one side waned and the other waxed, Ye Chen's trump cards had become Qin Luo's assistance.
"I don't know whether anyone else will steal a bride today, but I'm very curious about this Blood Moon Holy Son taking a concubine."
A major event had recently occurred in Falling Maple City. The Holy Son of the Blood Moon Sacred Land, Mo Yehan, had taken a liking to the Song Lineage's daughter, Song Jinyu.
He had announced that today, he would come to Falling Maple City to take a concubine!
And from the discussions of the people in Falling Maple City, Qin Luo learned more about Song Jinyu.
She had a lover, and he was exceptionally outstanding. Many people in Falling Maple City knew that the two had long since pledged themselves to each other in private.
Though there had been no word from him for years, Qin Luo felt that he might come.
"Perhaps we can rehearse in advance?"
"Come on, let's go watch the show. If there's no show to watch, then I'll have no choice but to be the protagonist myself," Qin Luo said with a smile.
His target was clear: Mo Yehan, the Holy Son of the Blood Moon Sacred Land.
He had come to seize someone. Evidence? Sorry, none was needed!
At that moment, many people in the Song Lineage wore troubled expressions.
"Ah, Brother, there's nothing we can do. We can't resist the Blood Moon Sacred Land, and he's even their Holy Son. Since he's taken a liking to our Jinyu, we can only treat it as a stroke of fortune for our Song Lineage."
Song Yushan nearly choked to death upon hearing that.
What did he mean, a stroke of fortune for their Song Lineage? That Holy Son of the Blood Moon Sacred Land had already taken countless concubines. From what Song Yushan had heard, there were already fifty-six!
If she were becoming a wife, he could grit his teeth and accept it. But she was becoming a concubine, someone who could be discarded at any time.
"But our Jinyu is outstanding in both looks and talent. How can she become Mo Yehan's concubine?"
"Brother, do you have any other way? If Jinyu doesn't become his concubine, then with the Blood Moon Holy Son's ruthless temperament, they'll destroy our Song Lineage."
The moment he heard that, Song Yushan instantly wilted.
"Ah... what a sin, what a sin!"
In the Song Lineage's rear courtyard, Song Jinyu looked at herself in the bronze mirror, her eyes somewhat unfocused. It was as if she saw a familiar man appear behind her.
"Three years... it's been three years. I've had no news of you for three whole years."
"Now, I'm about to marry someone else. Perhaps we'll never see each other again in this lifetime."
Night fell, and Qin Luo successfully slipped into the Song Lineage's banquet.
"Your Highness, the Blood Moon Holy Son has entered the city," Li Yi whispered beside Qin Luo.
"No rush, no rush. Let's eat first. We brought a gift, after all."
Although the Song Lineage didn't want Song Jinyu to become Mo Yehan's concubine, they spared no effort in hosting the banquet and received plenty of gifts.
A lineage like this would only complain behind closed doors. Faced with a colossal force like the Blood Moon Sacred Land, since they couldn't resist, they could only enjoy the benefits it brought them.
Qin Luo and Li Yi gave a simple gift and successfully took seats at the children's table.
Mo Yehan hadn't even arrived yet, so the banquet couldn't begin. Qin Luo had waited until the flowers were nearly withering.
At last, a loud voice rang out. "The Holy Son of the Blood Moon Sacred Land has arrived!"
Rustle!
Everyone stood up except Qin Luo and his group.
In Qin Luo's eyes, an idiot acting like he owned the world strode in.
Four great beauties surrounded him from behind, each one extremely voluptuous.
"Mo Yehan's taste is pretty single-minded. Is Song Jinyu the same type too?"
One or two being the same type could be a coincidence, but all four were alike. Qin Luo had no choice but to suspect that Mo Yehan was a man devoted to one particular taste.
"Sit, sit, sit!" Mo Yehan entered with a wide grin. "Today, everyone who attends my concubine-taking ceremony—everyone, remember, everyone—will receive one Profound Origin Pill!"
A profound-grade pill was trash to Qin Luo.
But to everyone else present, it was worth no small amount.
"Your Highness, it seems we've earned our gift money back," Li Yi said from the side.
"Look at you! We haven't even eaten yet. What do you mean, earned it back?"
When Mo Yehan saw Song Jinyu appear, his eyes went straight. He only liked women of this type, and Song Jinyu's figure and face were exactly to his liking.
Song Jinyu looked even more stunning and enchanting in her wedding dress. Mo Yehan immediately made a promise. "From today onward, you, Song Jinyu, will be my first concubine! Every concubine I've taken before will rank beneath you!"
There wasn't the slightest trace of joy on Song Jinyu's face. First concubine—wasn't she still just a concubine?
And Mo Yehan, who looked like a little old man, was simply too ugly.
At the thought of being pinned beneath a man like that, Song Jinyu felt nauseated.
"Today is my, Mo Yehan's, concubine-taking ceremony. Eat well, drink well, everyone. I won't be keeping you company."
"I'm going to properly accompany my concubine and hone our skills in bed! Hahaha!"
Vulgar and disgusting—it made Song Jinyu hate him even more.
Just then, an arrogant yet familiar voice rang out from outside.
"With me, Xiao Teng, here today, no one can force Jinyu to marry!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several guards outside were kicked flying in. A domineering man strode in with firm steps.
He looked gently at Song Jinyu and said, "Jinyu, I'm here!"
"Don't be afraid. I'm here!"