Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 196 - 1: Everyone Is Drunk, So Why Aren’t You?

Chapter 196: Chapter 1: Everyone Is Drunk, So Why Aren’t You?

Zhenyang Sect.

Xiyue Peak.

Halfway up the mountain, white mist billows, streams cascade, resembling a fairyland.

Among the pavilions made of jade, a grand hall stands tall, with a plaque made of white jade inscribed — Bright Moon Hall.

Whenever there is something important in the peak, the Peak Master would gather all disciples in Bright Moon Hall to make announcements.

Today, all disciples of Xiyue Peak are gathered once again in Bright Moon Hall.

However, the hall does not seem as solemn and heavy as before. The spacious and bright hall is filled with disciples clinking glasses, exchanging cups, full of laughter and joy.

"This time, we Xiyue Peak took the first place in the sect competition, let’s see who dares to look down on us now!"

"Peak Master Sang Yue just passed away, and the other Five Peaks covet us, but Senior Sister stood up and suppressed the Five Peaks!"

"Senior Sister’s last sword defeated Senior Brother Chun Ningzhi from Forgetful Peak, truly like a celestial fairy descending, stunning and extraordinary!"

"Those people even say Forgetful Peak intentionally let us win, truly laughable!"

"Third Senior Sister’s defeat of the Second Senior Brother from Divinity Transformation Peak was also very important."

"Yes, cheers to Third Senior Sister!"

"Cheers to Third Senior Sister!"

The more they talked, the more excited the disciples became. Someone suggested a toast, and immediately, voices echoed as they stood up with cups, respectfully raising them toward Si Minglan seated at the upper left.

"Haha! You all are so cute!"

Si Minglan leaned lazily against the table, lifted the wine gourd, waved casually at the disciples below, then lifted her snow-white neck, her alluring red lips wrapped around the gourd’s mouth.

Gulp, gulp, her throat moved, as the wine flowed from her red lips into her body, her bold drinking causing the mountains on her chest to slightly rise and fall.

Gulp, gulp, seeing this scene, the male disciples instinctively swallowed but dared not look further, hurriedly drank their fill.

Two days ago in the sect competition, Xiyue Peak, initially overlooked, advanced with irresistible momentum, defeating disciples from the other Five Peaks, eventually with Ye Xiyue taking first place.

According to the previous agreement among the Six Peaks, Ye Xiyue thus succeeded as Peak Master of Sang Yue, becoming Zhenyang Sect’s youngest elder in history.

Once the Sect Leader, who has been in closed-door cultivation, emerges, if the Sect Leader wishes, Ye Xiyue could even compete for the next Sect Leader position.

The previous Peak Master of Xiyue Peak, Sang Yue, perished in the Demon Sect relic at Celestial Ridge Mountain, causing Xiyue Peak to decline. Now Ye Xiyue has turned the situation around, disciples all revere her like a goddess.

However, at today’s celebration banquet, Ye Xiyue did not appear, only had her maid convey a message saying Senior Sister is in closed-door seclusion, making a breakthrough, allowing the disciples to enjoy themselves today.

This led to the current lively scene.

Fang Xue is still an Outer Sect disciple, sitting in the back row. The excitement infected the brothers and sisters beside her, their cheeks flushed from drinking.

Only Fang Xue sat quietly, meditating with closed eyes.

"Xiaoxue’Er, working so hard?"

After a while, a charming voice sounded beside Fang Xue’s ear. She opened her eyes, helplessly looking at Si Minglan:

"Third Senior Sister."

On the way back from Yunling Town, Si Minglan, sometimes bored, loved teasing this earnest Junior Sister, even sneaking into Fang Xue’s bed at night, hugging her to sleep without clothes.

Fang Xue, initially surprised and shocked, gradually became resigned and accommodating.

If not for age and sect seniority, one might mistakenly think Si Minglan is the younger sister and Fang Xue the dignified elder sister.

Seeing Fang Xue’s helpless yet unable-to-express look, Si Minglan felt even more amused, hugged Fang Xue’s waist, and said coquettishly:

"Xiaoxue’Er, why don’t you come to Senior Sister’s room tonight?"

Fang Xue glanced around. The disciples in the hall were gradually dispersing; the noisy celebration banquet finally ended. She sighed slightly and told Si Minglan:

"Third Senior Sister, you’re drunk. I’ll escort you back to your room and then go back myself."

"Okay, Xiaoxue’Er, give your Senior Sister a piggyback, won’t you?"

Si Minglan laughed, loving teasing this earnest Junior Sister.

Seeing Si Minglan seemingly indeed drunk, Fang Xue nodded in agreement and carried Si Minglan out of Bright Moon Hall.

Si Minglan lay on her shoulder, her cheeks flushed, suddenly chuckling softly:

"Xiaoxue’Er, everyone is happy today, why aren’t you happy too?"

Fang Xue said seriously: "Third Senior Sister, Senior Brother Chun Ningzhi from Forgetful Peak’s cultivation is not weaker than Senior Sister, why did he lose so quickly?"

Si Minglan giggled: "Ye Xiyue was injured; before her injury, her cultivation far exceeded Chun Ningzhi’s. But Chun Ningzhi did hold back this time; Xiaoxue’Er, you’re truly gifted to notice this."

Fang Xue was taken aback: "Why would Senior Brother Chun Ningzhi deliberately let Senior Sister win?"

Si Minglan, lying on her shoulder, blew softly into her ear: "How would I know? Winning is good enough, and we get to drink more, haha!"

Fang Xue quickly carried Si Minglan to her residence. Zhenyang Sect has strict hierarchy; the arrangement of residences reflects it.

Senior Sister’s residence is at the peak, while Third Senior Sister’s room is below the peak.

Fang Xue carried Si Minglan, pushed the door open, and was instantly stunned.

Inside Si Minglan’s room sat a short and plump figure. Fang Xue recognized him immediately; he was the Master of Forgetful Peak, Zheng Shengmo. She quickly put down Si Minglan, bowed and saluted:

"Greetings, Senior Brother Zheng!"

Fang Xue felt strange; why did Senior Brother Zheng trespass into Third Senior Sister’s room?

Though cultivators do not abide by worldly conventions, there is still a difference between men and women; such behavior is ultimately inappropriate.

Seeing Si Minglan, who only became more alluring when drunk, Zheng Shengmo’s eyes lit up. He looked at Fang Xue, bowing politely, like a budding flower, and slightly nodded, chuckling:

"This little niece is well-behaved and polite. Today, I am discussing the Dao with your Third Senior Sister. Why don’t you stay? It would be beneficial for you."

Si Minglan, standing dizzily, looked at Zheng Shengmo, laughed softly, and patted Fang Xue:

"Junior Sister Fang, your cultivation is not enough; you wouldn’t understand Junior Martial Uncle Zheng’s Dao. You might as well go rest."

Fang Xue, somewhat puzzled, was about to speak when Si Minglan pushed her out with a palm, followed by a bang as the door shut.

"Third Senior Sister?"

Fang Xue raised her right hand, seeing a faint light in her palm left by Third Senior Sister’s spiritual power. It was a line of words:

"Seek help from Senior Sister!"

Fang Xue was startled, finally realizing.

Could it be that Senior Brother Zheng plans to harm Third Senior Sister?!

Knowing she couldn’t delay, she hurried to the peak. Tonight Xiyue Peak held a banquet; most disciples had drunkenly returned to sleep, and no one stopped her on the way. She quickly reached Senior Sister’s residence at the peak.

"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Zheng from Forgetful Peak barged into Third Senior Sister’s room with intentions to commit a shameful act. Please go save Third Senior Sister!"

"Senior Sister! Senior Sister!"

Fang Xue shouted outside Ye Xiyue’s door for a while until a regretful voice finally sounded from inside:

"Why is it that everyone is drunk tonight, except you?"