TEMBMBIWB Chapter 72

Chapter 72

Sui Chunsheng scooped the person up by the waist, but heard a hiss of pain. Only then did he realize that his master was covered in bruises.

His heart ached even more, and he quickly said, “Master, where does it hurt? Don’t cry, where does it hurt? Please tell me, please tell me…”

But Tan Zhui remained silent.

Sui Chunsheng was frantic and said, “I’ll go find a physician.”

But just as he was about to run out, Tan Zhui grabbed him.

Those gray, misty eyes were moist, and he gently shook his head.

“It doesn’t hurt. I… I’m not crying because of the pain.”

Sui Chunsheng quickly hugged the person, softly coaxing, “Then Master, tell me, why are you crying?”

Tan Zhui still bit his lip without speaking. Sui Chunsheng grew more anxious. He grabbed Tan Zhui’s chin and moved closer.

Tan Zhui subconsciously turned his face away to dodge, and a few more tears fell onto the back of his hand.

Sui Chunsheng was completely panicked, and his eyes also reddened.

“Master, please don’t cry. Master, good Master, your disciple begs you…”

In an instant, the person in front of him was crying even more fiercely than he was.

Tan Zhui couldn’t help but stop. He simply buried himself in the blanket, no longer willing to pay any attention to the person.

He felt even more angry inside, but he was only angry at himself for being so upset that he cried over such a thing.

It was simply… it was simply not like him at all.

Sui Chunsheng hugged him from behind, almost pleading, “Master, please tell me, I’ll be scared if you don’t.”

Tan Zhui muffledly said, “What could the Slaughter God Throne possibly be afraid of?”

Seeing that he was willing to acknowledge him, Sui Chunsheng immediately moved closer and said, “The Slaughter God Throne is only afraid of the White Deer Immortal, isn’t that something everyone in the three realms knows?”

Tan Zhui was too lazy to bother with his glib tongue, “Rascal.”

Sui Chunsheng quickly said, “Master, please, I beg you, don’t ignore me. Tell me why…”

“As long as Master tells me, I’d even die right now.”

Tan Zhui pushed him away, angrily saying, “What nonsense are you spouting again?”

“Do you really think I came here just to take your life?”

Sui Chunsheng grabbed his sleeve, “Of course not, of course… I was just out of my mind at the time…”

“Even if Master really wanted to kill me, I…”

Tan Zhui no longer wanted to listen and pushed him away, “Go away, get out, I don’t want to see you.”

In the chaos, Sui Chunsheng grabbed Tan Zhui’s hand and pulled the person into his arms.

“No, Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong…”

“I know the difficulties you have in your heart, Master, just take me as a child throwing a tantrum, okay? Good Master, please forgive me.”

Hearing his aggrieved tone, the knot in Tan Zhui’s heart loosened a bit.

Seeing that his master’s expression had softened, he quickly said, “Master, tell me.”

Tan Zhui’s throat bobbed. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his voice and said, “Why did you marry me?”

Sui Chunsheng immediately said, “I dream of marrying you, what else could it be?”

“You thought I was trying to humiliate you? No, I… I just want to marry you…”

Tan Zhui gritted his teeth, “Then… then you want to marry someone else too?”

Sui Chunsheng was surprised for a moment, “Who said that?!”

“There’s no such thing…”

Tan Zhui: “I’m not marrying you.”

Sui Chunsheng quickly said, “Why?”

“Didn’t Master say you love me? Why won’t you marry me? I waited for eight hundred years to snatch you back from those people. You can’t refuse just like that… I won’t give you this opportunity. I will definitely marry you!”

After talking for so long, the person in front of him still hadn’t understood what he meant.

Tan Zhui helplessly scolded, “You are so stupid!”

“Get out!—”

When the Slaughter God Throne was thrown out of the tent by the White Deer Immortal, he was still dazed.

Yu Xiaodie, seeing the palm print on his face, was visibly startled for a moment.

“Oh, who is this? The dignified Slaughter God Throne, getting thrown out by his wife.”

Sui Chunsheng looked around. There was no one else.

He pulled Yu Xiaodie aside and whispered, “I have something to ask you!”

Yu Xiaodie narrowed her eyes, “What is it?”

After listening to Sui Chunsheng’s account, Yu Xiaodie’s expression became even worse.

“The White Deer Immortal wasn’t wrong, you’re utterly stupid!”

Sui Chunsheng: “Do you know why he’s angry?”

Yu Xiaodie: “Only you don’t know.”

Sui Chunsheng urgently said, “Tell me quickly.”

Yu Xiaodie glanced at him, showing a bit of mercy. “The White Deer Immortal is very dissatisfied with the concubine part.”

“I have to say, you’re really lacking in morals. He is a dignified ancient divine lord. Being with you is already a demotion. Yet you still made him your concubine. Such humiliation… I think you’ve lost your wife.”

Sui Chunsheng couldn’t sit still anymore after hearing the last sentence.

“I was just being temperamental… I need to go explain to my master.”

Yu Xiaodie: “The White Deer Immortal probably doesn’t want to see you.”

Sui Chunsheng glared at her and turned to run towards the Lord’s tent.

The three demon brothers, who were passing by, wanted to report the wedding arrangements to their Lord, but the Lord had no intention of paying them any mind. He simply brushed past them, without even giving them a glance.

The three demons stood there, dumbfounded: “What is our lord in such a hurry for?”

The second demon looked at the Slaughter God Throne’s back, “It looks like he’s going to the Lord’s tent.”

The third demon: “Could he be going to see that concubine?”

The second demon: “Maybe he’s going to torture that concubine again… I heard that because the concubine trespassed into the Lord’s tent last time, he was beaten so badly that he couldn’t get out of bed for a month. The physician said his whole body was covered in injuries; there wasn’t a single spot that was unscathed.”

The great demon had a solemn expression and sighed, “Ah, falling into the Slaughter God Throne’s hands, the White Deer Immortal is really suffering.”

The third demon said, “He did try to kill our Lord in the first place. He deserves it.”

Yu Xiaodie clicked her tongue twice from the side, “Three idiots.”

…

In the Nine Heavens, preparations were being made with great care.

Yue Shanglan explained his plan in full to the Light Washing Immortal and Elder Zhou You.

Kunlun Void, the Heavenly Medicine Sect, and the Hundred Phoenix Gate were willing to join the plan. The plan was to launch a surprise attack on the Xiu Luo camp on the night of the wedding and take advantage of the chaos to bring the White Deer Immortal out.

Gu Zui said, “The center of the Xiu Luo camp is the Slaughter God Throne’s main tent. Ah Zhui is most likely there.”

Yue Shanglan nodded, drawing a route on the sand table, “The left side is the demon clan’s deployment, the right is the demon path deployment, and the front is the Xiu Luo deployment. Only the tent area close to the rocky mountains is the weakest. From there, we can directly approach the Lord’s tent. We can take the opportunity to sneak in one hour after the wedding banquet begins.”

“Ah Lan, have you completed the mission I assigned to you?”

Yong Lan quickly said, “It’s done. Most of the fruit wine and liquor they purchased has been mixed with Immortal Drunkenness. I guarantee that everyone will fall over after just one cup.”

Yue Shanglan said, “Well done.”

“We shouldn’t have any head-on conflicts with them this time. Our main goal is to bring Ah Zhui out.”

Gu Zui pondered for a moment, his face showing worry, “I wonder how Ah Zhui is doing now…”

Yue Shanglan patted his shoulder, “Don’t worry. Although that little beast hasn’t done anything decent, he definitely wouldn’t really hurt Ah Zhui.”

Gu Zui softly said, “I hope so.”

…

Inside the Xiu Luo camp.

Tan Zhui had taken another nap and had been cultivating to recover, the soreness in his body had improved significantly. The tearing pain there had also lessened a lot.

Sui Chunsheng had come earlier, held his hand, and coaxed him for a long time. He did not know who had enlightened him, but he finally was less stupid.

Tan Zhui still ignored him. Before long, Sui Chunsheng had been called away by the Xiu Luo people, apparently to discuss important matters.

Tan Zhui had slept a lot in the past two days, and it was now late at night, but he could no longer fall asleep.

He looked at the still warm food on the table and, uncharacteristically, felt some appetite.

Three days later, the wedding banquet would be held.

Tan Zhui’s mood was a little complicated. Based on his understanding of Ah Lan, this was definitely his opportunity to take advantage of the situation. This wedding banquet would just become the beginning of a farce.

Tan Zhui couldn’t say whether he wanted the wedding to end smoothly or be interrupted.

The Slaughter God Throne was now sitting on a high seat, listening to his subordinates report.

The great demon spoke first, “Lord, we discovered that someone has added something to the wedding fruit wine and liquor we prepared. Your subordinate had two brothers try it, and it’s a sleeping potion.”

Sui Chunsheng narrowed his eyes, “The heavenly realm’s handiwork?”

The great demon: “Yes.”

Sui Chunsheng’s expression became a little gloomy, “In the next few days, guard our territory well. Not even a mosquito is allowed to come in.”

“Anyone who dares to disrupt my wedding should be prepared to be skinned alive and have their tendons pulled.”

The three demon brothers said in unison: “Yes, your subordinates obey.”

Sui Chunsheng’s mood was not good right now. It wasn’t until he returned to his tent that the gentle scent of rosewood soothed him.

The candlelight flickered, and a flash of light caught his eye.

Sui Chunsheng’s gaze was drawn over.

He saw that the White Deer Immortal had just come out of the bath, using magic to dry himself.

Those crystal-like jade toes stepped onto the soft carpet on the floor. The black fur of a demonic beast softly enveloped the soles of his feet.

Because Tan Zhui could not see, the floor of the Lord’s tent was covered with soft pads and carpets.

Perhaps because he didn’t sense the presence of a man, the White Deer Immortal acted as if no one was there. He only lightly draped a thin outer robe over himself. The blue satin of the robe couldn’t fully conceal his white skin.

His body was faintly visible, even more heart-stopping than when he had just emerged from the bath.

Tan Zhui slowly walked to the table before the bed, took out the ointment on top, and gently rubbed it onto the bruises on his body.

The White Deer Immortal had his back to the man, his long hair casually tied up with a hairpin, with only a few stray strands falling on his shoulders.

The outer robe slid off his shoulders, revealing his pure white back.

It was like a piece of pure white jade, outlining his slender back and waist.

Scattered kiss marks covered this white jade wall.

Tan Zhui reached out, picked up a piece of ointment, and somewhat laboriously rubbed it on the bruises on his back.

The milky-white ointment melted on his fingertips, stickily and glistening, wrapping around the purplish area, setting off the surrounding skin even more translucently. It was like the nectar clinging to white magnolia flowers.

Sui Chunsheng’s breathing was already in chaos. His dantian went numb, and something seemed to have already raised its head.