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Huang Feihu, as the East Mountain God, is the chief among the gods of the mountains in the Mortal Realm, being the leader of the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains.

The Dragon King governs the Water God, while the Five Sacred Mountains govern the Mountain Gods.

In terms of Huang Feihu’s cultivation level, he is essentially a low-ranking figure in the Deification Catastrophe.

Yet, because he aligned correctly with the right faction, he secured a position of such high rank.

Other Divine Monarchs from the Sect of Severance have countless complaints against him.

One must know, the power of the Seven Immortals’ entourage was extraordinary, yet they were subdued by the Western Bodhisattva and made into mounts.

Compared to Huang Feihu, their positions were reversed.

One is in the heavens, the other underground.

This defeat in battle severely damaged Huang Feihu’s face.

He does not wish to compromise with Liangshan Island, yet the Heavenly Court keeps conceding step by step, leaving him filled with rage.

After Huang Fangyong reported, Huang Feihu’s expression tightened slightly, and he murmured in a low voice, "This Lady of Mount Li is also one of the top figures in the Immortal Realm, why would she marry these wild demons? Am I, the noble East Mountain God’s nephew, not better than these wild demons?"

Huang Fangyong said, "Ancestor, surely Lady of Mount Li has been deceived by these miscreants, which led her to marry them. The disciple sincerely likes Lady Zixuan, please help the disciple."

Huang Feihu asked him, "After you were injured, has your sect sent anyone to visit you?"

Huang Fangyong shamefully replied, "No."

Huang Feihu sighed, "The affection of the sect ultimately cannot compare to familial ties. Those people are probably afraid of offending these wild demons, so they do not want to step forward for you. So be it, if they will not intervene, our Huang Family will find someone who will. After so many years of development, our Huang Family still has a bit of influence."

"Thank you, Ancestor, for your fulfillment!"

Huang Fangyong was excitedly bowing repeatedly, his heart reignited with a glimmer of hope.

Huang Feihu instructed him, "If you have free time, go to Mount Li and contact that young lady more. If she falls for you, this matter will be easier to handle."

Huang Fangyong took his leave with the order, tidying himself up in high spirits, and headed toward Mount Li.

Little Kirin and five others simultaneously set out from Liangshan Island, preparing to hand over Lin Yingying’s gift list to Lady of Mount Li for her to see.

This gift list was rich, with over a hundred pages.

It included gold and silver jewelry, peaches, immortal fruits, pills, and magical weapons.

This was a significant gift, with each item carefully selected by Lin Yingying, Wang Xiaoya, and Lin Shanshan.

On Mount Li, the various disciples of Lady of Mount Li returned, and after paying respects to their master on the mountain, began preparing for their junior sister’s grand wedding according to Lady of Mount Li’s instructions.

On both the mountain and below, only Zixuan was lonely and unhappy.

She recalled the words spoken to her by Little Kirin, feeling a sourness in her heart, feeling that marrying like this seemed like stealing someone else’s husband.

Later, a junior sister came to announce from the foot of the mountain, saying an handsome man was looking for her below.

She thought it was Little Kirin and hurriedly groomed herself, going down the mountain with her junior sister.

Upon reaching the bottom, she discovered it was actually Huang Fangyong standing there, looking up to her with furrowed brows.

Zixuan greeted him politely and said, "Young Master Huang, why have you come?"

"Shall we find a place to talk?"

Huang Fangyong looked around.

Zixuan pointed to a nearby pavilion and said, "Let’s go there."

She led Huang Fangyong over, and they sat down under a pavilion along the mountain road.

Huang Fangyong sat across from her, asking with concern, "Are you really going to marry that wild demon?"

"Why do you speak of him like that?"

Zixuan was a bit displeased, introducing to Huang Fangyong, "He is not a wild demon but the son of the Eastern Emperor appointed by the Jade Emperor."

Huang Fangyong said in a harsh tone, "Why do you speak for him? Have you forgotten how he brought us harm in the heavens? If not for my ancestor’s pleas, we might have ended up on the Nine Nether Platform."

Zixuan looked at him and said, "That is all past now, I must follow the orders of my master, and I will soon marry him. Young Master Huang, I want you to forget past grievances, and when we meet again in the future, let us be friends, okay?"

"Is it your master’s order or your own decision?"

Huang Fangyong’s eyes reddened somewhat fearfully.

Zixuan stood up and said, "It doesn’t matter, I’m going back to the mountain now, Young Master Huang take care."

She turned to leave, but Huang Fangyong grabbed her wrist.

Zixuan turned back in surprise, suddenly withdrawing her hand and said, "What are you doing? Let go of me!"

Huang Fangyong’s voice trembled somewhat, "Zixuan, you cannot treat me this way. You willingly approached me back then, and we privately pledged ourselves to each other. How can you say you are backing out now?"

"Who privately pledged themselves to you?"

Zixuan’s Gang Qi suddenly surged, shaking off Huang Fangyong’s hand.

She stepped into the void, ready to leave, but was bound by the golden soft rope Huang Fangyong released.

He shouted hoarsely to Zixuan, "Zixuan, I won’t let you jump into this pit. In this world, only I truly care for you. Even if you hate me, I will help you today."

Zixuan struggled in panic and shouted towards her distant comrades, "Help, help!"

Huang Fangyong swiftly covered her mouth, panic-stricken, and flew off down the mountain with her.

Zixuan opened her eyes wide, thinking this person was truly insane.

Her cultivation level was inferior to Huang Fangyong’s, bound by his golden soft rope, rendering her powerless, no different from an ordinary person.

As she struggled desperately in her panic, five red lights suddenly surrounded Huang Fangyong from all sides in the void.

Huang Fangyong quickly descended, trying to escape underground.

Yet the ground flashed with circles of golden mystic patterns, sealing the entire land.

His Earth Escape Technique was as if crashing onto a stone.

Little Kirin appeared with four brothers, eyeing Zixuan in Huang Fangyong’s arms, coldly voiced, "In broad daylight, snatching a woman constitutes what crime?"

Enemies meet, exceptionally antagonistic.

Huang Fangyong cursed on the spot, "Wild demons, my current state is all thanks to you. If not for you, I would still be serving at the Heavenly Court, yet now I’ve been dismissed and investigated. You ruined me, so I will not let you have peace."

At this moment, anger consumed his mind, already unaware of why he came here.

Little Bai shouted, "You may hold a grudge against us, but why trouble Lady Zixuan? If you’re still a man, then hurry and let Lady Zixuan go!"

Huang Fangyong howled coldly, "Zixuan is mine, no one can take her from me."

He embraced Zixuan with one hand, brandishing the Coiling Dragon Spear with the other, fiercely attacking Little Kirin and his group.

"Reckless fool!"

Little Kirin’s group of five simultaneously activated the Five Elements Formation, revealing a five-element formation mark beneath Huang Fangyong’s feet.

Within the formation, time was frozen.

Huang Fangyong’s spear was completely controlled by the formation, and his entire body was immobilized, staring wide-eyed at Little Kirin’s group.

Little Kirin stepped forward, easily rescuing Zixuan from his embrace.

The rope on Zixuan loosened, and she, in terror, grabbed Little Kirin and burst into tears.

Little Qing shouted at Huang Fangyong, "Bullying a woman, you deserve to die!"

The Emperor Sword in her hand swirled, without waiting for Little Kirin to stop her, piercing fiercely towards Huang Fangyong.

Within the formation, a thunderous blast resounded.

Huang Fangyong’s Primordial Spirit was shattered by Little Qing’s sword, scattering into specks of starlight that dispersed.