Yao Zixuan and Lin Yuexian, two women with distinct charms, both hailed from prominent families and possessed excellent upbringing. Even if they disliked each other, they wouldn't openly show it.
Lin Yuexian's move into the Marquis of Feng Han's mansion passed without major incident, concluding peacefully.
Lin Buwen didn't rush to leave either. Under the guise of playing chess, he went to chat with Yao Qianhe.
Both were seasoned old foxes, and Chen Jiuyang paid no mind to what they might discuss.
Having settled this matter, Chen Jiuyang pondered for a moment and decided it was time to give Qin Rouyu an explanation.
He took out his phone and called Qin Rouyu.
On the other end, Qin Rouyu's charming voice answered, "Little scoundrel, what made you think of calling me?"
Chen Jiuyang smiled and said, "If you don't contact me, do you expect me not to contact you?"
Qin Rouyu giggled on the phone, "You guessed right. Perhaps you won't be able to reach me in the future."
"What?" Chen Jiuyang's expression faltered. "Why?"
"Someone said you're not worthy of me, and I've also resigned from Fengcheng Medical College."
Qin Rouyu's words left Chen Jiuyang completely stunned.
Someone actually dared to say that Chen Jiuyang was not worthy of Qin Rouyu. He chuckled, "Who has such a big mouth? If you resigned from Fengcheng Medical College, what will you do from now on?"
"Me? Forget it, let them tell you." Qin Rouyu said with a playful laugh and handed the phone to someone else.
"Hello, Chen Jiuyang." A condescending female voice came from the other end of the phone. "You are not worthy of my junior sister. Do not bother her again from now on. Your fate with her ends here."
Chen Jiuyang's brow furrowed. "Who are you?"
"I am... by today's standards, I am a disciple of the ancient martial sect, the Sacred Land of Yaochi. Qin Rouyu is a descendant of our Sacred Land of Yaochi's mortal disciples. She has extremely high talent and has already joined our Sacred Land of Yaochi."
After speaking, the call was hung up. When Chen Jiuyang tried to call back, the phone was turned off.
Chen Jiuyang's brow remained furrowed for a moment before his expression returned to normal.
Everyone has their own fortunate encounters. Qin Rouyu was already an exceptionally beautiful and intelligent woman. Her joining the Sacred Land of Yaochi meant she would embark on the path of cultivation, which was a good thing. They would surely meet again in the future.
He felt a sense of relief. If Qin Rouyu also moved into the Marquis of Feng Han's mansion, it would truly be chaotic. He doubted he could handle the rivalry between three women.
"Young Master Chen, who were you on the phone with?"
At this moment, Qiu Yihan's voice suddenly sounded from behind Chen Jiuyang, startling him.
"I was talking to a friend. A friend of mine has joined the Sacred Land of Yaochi, and I was calling to congratulate her," Chen Jiuyang lied effortlessly, facing Qiu Yihan with a calm demeanor.
"Oh," Qiu Yihan merely responded. "Have you packed your things? Let's go."
A moment later, Fang Bahua hurried over, carrying two suitcases.
The suitcases were filled with medicinal herbs extorted from the Chen family.
The group left the Marquis of Feng Han's mansion and headed straight for the airport. At the airport, Granny Hui was already waiting.
The lame old man and Fang Bahua went to handle the luggage at the private jet terminal, while Granny Hui and Qiu Yihan walked together.
Granny Hui smiled and said, "Young Master Chen, your actions yesterday were very much in line with our Sacred Cult's style. You are becoming more and more suited to our Saintess."
"Heh heh..." Chen Jiuyang didn't know what to say and just responded with a chuckle.
Dragon Country did not allow ordinary noble families or other forces to fly helicopters freely, but long-distance private jets were permitted.
They boarded the private jet, heading towards the location of the True Demon Cult, their destination: Suhang!
On the plane, it wasn't just them; the Martial Rankings elder and the Eighth Elder of the Chen family were also present.
During the flight, Granny Hui and Qiu Yihan appeared somewhat solemn, lost in thought.
Chen Jiuyang, however, was thinking about how much he could gain from this trip to the demon capital with Qiu Yihan to improve his cultivation.
As the plane approached the airport, Granny Hui spoke, "Young Master Chen, you must perform well in this first trial."
"I understand," Chen Jiuyang replied.
The plane landed at Suhang Airport. They exited the terminal, got into a black car, and after leaving the city, they drove for nearly an hour to reach a primeval forest far from human habitation.
Before a magnificent mansion stood hundreds of people in dense formation.
As Qiu Yihan stepped out of the car.
"Thump!"
These hundreds of people all knelt on one knee simultaneously, bowing their heads and cupping their fists, saying, "Welcome, Saintess, back to the Cult!"
As Chen Jiuyang stepped out, countless eyes, both overt and hidden, scrutinized him.
Granny Hui led the way and stopped at the entrance of the mansion.
Inside the mansion stood an old woman leaning on a cane, her hair completely silver, but her spirit remarkably vigorous.
Upon seeing this old woman, the expressionless Qiu Yihan immediately broke into a warm smile and then rushed forward, calling out sweetly, "Grandma."
Chen Jiuyang remained in place because a strong killing intent was directed at him, as if any misstep would result in all these hundreds of people attacking him.
Seeing Qiu Yihan reuniting with the old woman, Chen Jiuyang had no intention of disturbing them.
After a period of crying and laughing, Qiu Yihan finally composed herself. The old woman looked at Chen Jiuyang expressionlessly. "Yihan, is this the prospective Dao companion you've chosen?"
Qiu Yihan nodded slowly, her face flushed with shyness.
The old woman looked at Chen Jiuyang. "Chen Jiuyang, you come from the Chen family of Shu Mountain, and you are considered reputable. I will give you an opportunity. If you can step through this gate, our Sacred Cult will reluctantly acknowledge you as Yihan's prospective Dao companion."
As the old woman finished speaking.
"Boom!"
The hundreds of people at the mansion gate erupted with their true qi, their auras pressing down on Chen Jiuyang in unison.
It was as if mountains were collapsing upon him. Fang Bahua, standing behind Chen Jiuyang, turned pale.
Among these hundreds of people, there were dozens of Grandmasters of the Earth realm, with the rest being Masters of the Profound realm.
The terrifying power of the True Demon Cult was revealed in a mere glimpse here.
Under such terrifying aura pressure, even Fang Bahua's face turned ashen, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Facing this scene, Chen Jiuyang had already anticipated it.
Initially, Qiu Yihan had only considered him a toy, someone to pass the time with before her return. She had originally intended to have the lame old man kill him after his defeat in the Martial Rankings.
However, Chen Jiuyang's astonishing performance in the Feng Province Martial Rankings caused Qiu Yihan to change her mind, leading to this entire demon cult journey.
Facing the overwhelming pressure of the aura, Chen Jiuyang circulated his divine soul, blocking most of the pressure from the Earth realm Grandmasters. His Pure Yang true qi manifested, and he slowly lifted one leg, taking a step forward.
With a calm expression, as if strolling leisurely, he reached the threshold of the mansion and said to the old woman, "Grandmother Yihan, if the True Demon Cult is merely composed of such ordinary individuals, then Qiu Yihan should honestly be my concubine."
The True Demon Cult intended to give him a show of force, but how could Chen Jiuyang be afraid? He immediately launched a fierce counterattack.
As Chen Jiuyang's words fell, the people of the True Demon Cult collectively erupted in fury, their killing intent fierce!