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第两千八百四十三章 不是冤家不聚头

Chapter 2843: Not Enemies, Do Not Gather

(Style: Martial Sword and Cultivation)

Author: Huan Yu

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"Hmph. Smooth talker, do you think I'm that easy to fool?"

Qianqian didn't listen well, but now she was even more furious. The facts were clear before her eyes; how could she believe the clever words of Elder Dragon Ice? She gripped his ear tighter.

The room echoed with cries of pain as Elder Dragon Ice's reputation spread far and wide. He was one of the most revered beings in all three realms, respected wherever he went, never treated lightly. But now, standing before so many guests, he had lost face to the very core.

Yet what could he do? It was his own fault!

True, his words were right, but deep down, Elder Dragon Ice's heart was truly filled with despair.

Back in his youth, he had been reckless and disrespectful towards the Saint Ancestor, offending him. But that was a long time ago, monkey years and horse months. The grudge between them had already been settled.

He knew how difficult it was to anger Ice; from then on, they kept their distance. As for the precious snake...

By heaven and earth, he had only heard of her name, never seen her in person. What could she possibly have against him?

Elder Dragon Ice was truly at a loss. He felt very innocent.

But explaining this would be hard to convince anyone. The saying goes: "Self-inflicted suffering cannot be avoided." His reputation as the First Flirtatious Immortal of the Three Realms made it difficult for others to change their opinions about him.

Even Qianqian didn't believe him, and neither did the Broad Cold True Monarch or Queen of Qingqiu. The guests attending the wedding were clearly skeptical too.

This feeling was not quite betrayal; Elder Dragon Ice really wanted to cry. He secretly hated himself, his heart filled with anger at how this precious snake had come to harm him without any reason.

Ice and the precious snake exchanged bewildered glances, unable to suppress a giggle.

The precious snake's laughter was so enchanting that it made even the most beautiful flowers pale in comparison. She was indeed described as "the beauty that sinks fish and makes swans fall." Truly, she was the First Beauty of the Demon Realm. Her fame was not exaggerated!

Many old immortals were smitten but quickly regained their composure, sitting upright. The beauty before them was undoubtedly beautiful, but she ranked among the top three True Monarchs of the Ice Saint Ancestor. Even Elder Dragon had been pursued for a thousand years by her. If he showed any disrespect, it would be suicide.

He couldn't compare to Elder Dragon; he would surely be killed by Ice.

At this moment, everyone noticed another figure behind Ice and the precious snake.

A middle-aged man in fine robes stood there with an elegant appearance, around forty years old. He bowed deeply, his respect almost reverent. One might mistake him for a servant if not for the formidable demonic pressure emanating from him—clearly a being at the Transcending Tribulation stage.

Sage Ancestor of Heaven's Origin!

Lin Xuan recognized this old monster instantly. This was one of Ice's trusted subordinates, and their enmity ran deep. His fragmentary soul had been destroyed when it came to the human world in search of treasures; two thousand years ago, he had also annihilated one of his incarnations during a trial in the demon realm.

Their hatred was intense, though perhaps not as extreme as mortal enemies. But Lin Xuan knew that Ice hated him with every fiber of her being.

Lin Xuan's face betrayed his thoughts. He didn't need to mention Ice; he had offended her greatly.

Sage Ancestor Heaven's Origin, while weaker in power, was still at the Transcending Tribulation stage and harbored a deep grudge against him. The remaining Sage Ancestor of the Precious Snake hadn't met Lin Xuan before, but his favored descendant, Fairy Serpent, had been subjected to soul extraction.

How could all these ancient demons' enemies gather here?

Despite countless trials in life, Lin Xuan's heart was now filled with unease. Could he still turn danger into safety when the Sage Ancestors of Ice and Precious Snake, along with Sage Ancestor Heaven's Origin, gathered together?

They had come as their true forms, not mere incarnations, making direct confrontation impossible. The only way out was through wit.

But how could that be achieved? Lin Xuan couldn't help but turn his head to look at the seating arrangement on his left. Elder Dragon, Queen of Qingqiu, and Broad Cold True Monarch were seated together.

If they joined forces, it might provide him some protection. But he knew their relationships well; these powerful beings weren't fools—they wouldn't risk conflict with equals for a mere minor figure like himself.

Even as Lin Xuan's wits failed him, he refused to sit and wait for disaster.

Lin Xuan was still pondering when Ice and the precious snake's attention focused on Elder Dragon's seat. When they saw Broad Cold True Monarch and Queen of Qingqiu also seated there, both True Monarchs' eyes narrowed with displeasure.

Elder Dragon was delighted. With his reputation in the Spirit Realm, he expected many powerful beings to attend his wedding, mostly Transcending Tribulation stage cultivators. He had prepared for this.

But seeing Broad Cold and Queen of Qingqiu here, it was a surprise. Elder Dragon's face must have been quite impressive; inviting immortals and demon kings to celebrate his union with the Nine-Tailed Fox was no small matter. They were not easily provoked.

Ice and the precious snake's faces darkened as Sage Ancestor Heaven's Origin shifted his gaze. With so many powerful cultivators gathered, he was amazed by their presence. As a Sage Ancestor who had pledged allegiance to Ice, he would follow her every command.

Among them, Lin Xuan stood out.

Why was that boy here?

At first, Sage Ancestor Heaven's Origin thought he must have misjudged. But upon closer inspection, it was clearly the young man he despised so much.

The saying goes: "Enemies see red when they meet." As a Transcending Tribulation stage old monster, Sage Ancestor had rarely faced such humiliation before. He remembered Lin Xuan vividly; even after a million years, he would never forget him.

His eyes filled with anger as a faint aura of killing intent emerged from his body. But despite his rage, he didn't lose his composure.

This was Elder Dragon's domain, and today was his joyous day. If he attacked Lin Xuan without cause, Elder Dragon, the master here, would surely intervene, and he would suffer greatly.

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