Xue Fuyao studied the expressions of the people around her. They did not seem to have noticed anything amiss and were still chatting and laughing with those beside them.
She estimated the concentration of spirit-transforming grass in the water. After drinking this tea, nothing would appear unusual on the surface, but if someone circulated their spiritual energy while agitated, their spiritual power would become sluggish.
Its medicinal properties had been diluted too much. This was already the limit of what it could do.
Just then, Xue Fuyao noticed quite a few gazes settling on her. She guessed that word of the longevity fruit must have spread.
She did not pay much attention to their gazes. After all, her longevity fruit was not so easy to take. There was a price to pay for it.
After picking that longevity fruit from the tree, she had soaked it in sap secreted by the Demonic Puppet Tree for over ten days. By now, the longevity fruit's medicinal properties had long since been destroyed, and it was instead saturated with the effects of the Demonic Puppet Tree. Consuming it would merely create the illusion of an increased lifespan. In reality, not only would one's lifespan fail to increase, it would be rapidly depleted. After death was complete, the body would gradually turn into an unconscious puppet subject to another's control.
As the auspicious hour arrived, Zhang Qingluan appeared before everyone, supported by a maid, dressed in a red wedding gown with a red veil over her head. Beside her stood the groom, Jin Chengxin, likewise dressed in festive wedding robes.
"Xue'er, I've finally married you," Jin Chengxin said excitedly.
Once they had bowed to Heaven and Earth, they would be husband and wife in name and in fact. He would be the Zhang Family's