Chapter 523: Chìlóng’s Daughter, Becoming a Son-in-Law
“Father?” Lu Xuehu froze.
Ever since her father’s realm had fallen, all matters of Wansheng Pavilion had been handled by her alone.
Her father stayed in seclusion, focusing only on healing his injuries and regaining his past cultivation.
Now that Granny Chou suddenly mentioned her father, the intent clearly wasn’t simple.
But what that intent was, Lu Xuehu couldn’t ask directly. After all, the blood contract that bound Granny Chou had never been touched by her. She could only guess.
…
Unlike Poison Demon Island, which hid itself beneath a quasi-Fifth-Tier formation, Myriad Yin Sect was an open and well-known demonic sect of the Demon Extreme Sea.
It boldly displayed its mountain gate and even built three outer islands specifically for receiving guests and new disciples.
Because of this, after leaving Poison Demon Island and heading toward Myriad Yin Sect, Wei Tu picked up important information just from the careless talk of demonic cultivators along the way.
“Young Master Jingchen has successfully broken through to Nascent Soul. Soon, he will marry Seventh Young Lady, Wang Sutai.”
That piece of news immediately caught Wei Tu’s attention.
The reason was simple. This so-called “Young Master Jingchen” had, some seventy or eighty years ago, suddenly risen within Myriad Yin Sect from being just an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.
In less than a hundred years, he had gone from a nameless Golden Core to a newly advanced Nascent Soul. That was indeed remarkable.
But in the broader cultivation world, such feats weren’t unheard of. To a Nascent Soul cultivator, it wasn’t worth much attention.
If Wei Tu were just a passerby, he wouldn’t have cared about this marriage at all.
But he wasn’t.
With the intelligence he had from Gong Shulan, it was easy to see that the timing of this Jingchen’s sudden rise matched exactly with Qi Chengchu’s infiltration of Myriad Yin Sect.
That left one thing unclear.
Why was the Seventh Young Lady’s surname Wang, Wang Sutai, instead of Zhu—the surname of Ancestor Chìlóng, Zhu Tianqi?
Still, Wei Tu didn’t ask. Names were trivial. Whether she was Wang Sutai or Zhu Sutai made no difference to him.
“This Jingchen is most likely Qi Chengchu.” Wei Tu shook his head, thinking.
It wasn’t hard to guess Qi Chengchu’s intent. By disguising himself as Young Master Jingchen and marrying Wang Sutai, he could use the marriage bond to gain the trust of her mother, Madam Jin, and through her learn the whereabouts of the Heavenly Ghost Soul Seed.
Madam Jin was Ancestor Chìlóng’s third Dao companion, and now the true ruler of Myriad Yin Sect.
On top of her titles, she was also one of only two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect.
“Though Madam Jin is this ancestor’s Dao companion, unless absolutely necessary, do not trust her.”
That was Ancestor Chìlóng’s warning to Wei Tu—not to take chances by allying with Madam Jin to slay Qi Chengchu together.
Hearing this, Wei Tu wasn’t surprised.
Human hearts are fickle.
Dao companions often walked side by side, but if one was absent for too long, it was questionable whether the other’s feelings would still remain.
And Ancestor Chìlóng, ever the suspicious old demon, would never risk such a gamble.
“So then, how do we get into Myriad Yin Sect’s inner islands?”
Wei Tu asked after a pause.
Myriad Yin Sect was divided into five inner islands and three outer islands.
The outer three were open to outsiders, but the inner five were strictly forbidden to anyone beyond the sect.
The Soul-Refining Banner promised by Ancestor Chìlóng was located on one of those inner five, on Remnant Mountain Island.
Though not the sect’s core, entering it still required status.
Wei Tu’s “Barrier-Breaking Treasure Mirror” did have strong restriction-breaking powers, but to breach the protective formation of a sect on the level of Myriad Yin Sect was still extremely difficult.
And even if he did force his way through, hiding it from Madam Jin and the other Nascent Soul cultivators would be no easy task.
So, if possible, Wei Tu preferred a safer way to infiltrate the inner islands.
But since joining forces with Madam Jin was ruled out, he couldn’t immediately think of a better plan.
…
“In that case, you’ll enter Myriad Yin Sect under the name of my disciple.”
After a short silence, Ancestor Chìlóng’s remnant soul, hidden in Wei Tu’s sleeve, slowly spoke these words.
“What? As your disciple?”
Wei Tu frowned.
Yes, he had once acknowledged Ancestor Chìlóng as his master, and he wouldn’t deny it. But if he openly used that identity to step into Myriad Yin Sect, he would instantly become the focus of attention—not just within the sect, but across the entire Demon Dao region.
That went completely against his usual low-profile way of doing things.
“Old Scorpion still fears whether I’m alive or not. As long as they aren’t certain I’m dead, they won’t target you directly.
Besides, once you’re inside, the sect’s protective formation will shield you. Even if danger arises, you can use that to defend yourself. And if it comes to the worst, I can use the sect master’s authority to activate the long-range teleportation array and send you away.”
Ancestor Chìlóng’s voice rumbled.
“Long-range teleportation array…”
Hearing that, Wei Tu still looked hesitant on the surface, but inside, his worries had already faded.
After all, he was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator himself. Even facing Ancestor Tianxie and the others, he had some means to fight back and protect himself.
Now, with these added guarantees from Ancestor Chìlóng, his life was as secure as it could be.
After all—
Compared to him, the disciple…
Wasn’t Madam Jin, Ancestor Chìlóng’s Dao companion, even closer? Yet she was still safe and sound.
Just as Wei Tu was about to nod and agree, Ancestor Chìlóng’s next words made him hesitate again.
“You mean… you want me to steal the bride? To take Wang Sutai under the guise of marriage, and directly face Qi Chengchu?”
Wei Tu was stunned.
He had to admit, it was indeed a clever way to provoke Qi Chengchu and create an opportunity to strike.
But he was worried that play-acting could turn into reality…
Marriage deception wasn’t a trivial matter.
“What? Do you think my daughter isn’t good enough for you?” Seeing Wei Tu’s expression lean toward refusal, Ancestor Chìlóng snapped in irritation.
“Wei, you already owe no small number of love debts. Adding one more daughter of mine, what’s the harm?”
His tone was full of dissatisfaction.
“This…” Wei Tu was left speechless. For a moment, he truly didn’t know what to say.
Yes, he had his share of entanglements, but with his long lifespan, they hardly counted for much.
In fact, compared to many, he was almost ascetic.
Still, Wei Tu understood why Ancestor Chìlóng wanted to push him toward marrying Wang Sutai.
From ancient times, marriage had always been a way to strengthen bonds and build trust.
Yes, some turned into bitter enemies afterward, but many others became true allies because of it.
Right now, he and Ancestor Chìlóng needed someone like her to serve as a bridge, deepening mutual trust.
In other words, marrying Wang Sutai was not only part of the plan to kill Qi Chengchu but also a political alliance in Ancestor Chìlóng’s eyes.
“Let me first see what kind of person Miss Wang is.”
After a moment of thought, Wei Tu shook his head and gave this answer.
It was neither agreement nor outright refusal.
The meaning was clear: if Wang Sutai’s character was decent, he could accept the marriage.
A political union wasn’t about feelings. Wei Tu didn’t mind having another woman by his side.
With her, Ancestor Chìlóng would put his full support behind him, pushing him toward the Divine Transformation realm sooner.
Hearing this response, Ancestor Chìlóng was quite satisfied. If Wang Sutai turned out unworthy, he wouldn’t foolishly force her on Wei Tu and create distance between them.
“This Wei Tu becoming my son-in-law… not a bad choice at all.”
That was Ancestor Chìlóng’s thought.
Right now, it looked as though Wei Tu was benefiting from him. But Ancestor Chìlóng knew very well—once enough time passed and Wei Tu’s cultivation advanced, he would be the one grateful for today’s decision.