Hun Xingying smiled at the sight. "Lu Ren, Hun Mengtian had hoped to place in the top ten for individual points this time and exchange them for the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Zither. Who would have thought you'd offer it as a betrothal gift!"
"A fine zither for a beautiful woman!"
Lu Ren smiled faintly, then swept out a hand. A long black flute appeared. "And I give this Soul Suppressing Demon Flute to Hun Jiao'er!"
Hun Jiao'er's eyes lit up at the sight of the flute. "It's the Soul Suppressing Demon Flute! Thank you for the betrothal gift, husband!"
She walked up to Lu Ren and kissed him, then cradled the Soul Suppressing Demon Flute in both hands as though it were a priceless treasure.
After that, Hun Xingying and the Demon Saint Son began discussing the wedding date.
"The priest of our Ancient Soul Clan calculated an auspicious day for me. It falls forty-nine days from now, when the omen of the Seven Fiends of the Heavenly Demon will appear!"
Hun Xingying spoke.
"Oh? The Seven Fiends of the Heavenly Demon? That's a fine omen. Then their wedding shall be held forty-nine days from now!"
The Demon Saint Son spoke.
Hun Xingying smiled at Lu Ren. "What do you think, Lu Ren?"
"Forty-nine days from now it is!"
Lu Ren nodded in agreement.
Once the discussion ended, the Demon Saint Son and Lu Ren did not linger. They left at once.
Hun Xingying watched Lu Ren go, then smiled. "Hun Mengtian, Hun Jiao'er, spend these forty-nine days mastering those two top-grade Dao artifacts. Don't disgrace our Ancient Soul Clan!"
"Yes!"
The two women nodded together, both eagerly awaiting that day.
This time, they had plotted Hun Xian'er's death and framed the Daughter of Heavenly Mandate for it. All