According to Fang Yu's memories, there are different races in this world. Elves, Dwarves, Demons, Devils, Mermaids, and other mythical creatures. However, everyone knew that every race has its own dimension or world where they ruled and prosper. Each dimension has its own king and royalties and they also have their own cultivation arts.
These races had long kept to themselves after the great war two thousand years ago. However, this doesn't mean that some races would stay in their own dimension forever. In fact, some demons have been spotted from time to time as they cross dimensions and visit the human world.
Fang Yu fell into deep contemplation. Mo Li would be the master of the future Villain. Surely, a man like him was not just a normal cultivator, right? However, thinking about this now is futile. Fang Yu fixed herself and went out of her tent and walked towards the huge tent where the Sect Master of the Frozen Wraith was currently having his tea.
A small smile immediately plastered into her face when she saw Mo Li standing outside of the tent, waiting for her. She expected him to go inside without her. It seems that he only went out first to check if there are traps or experts along with the Sect Master.
'He invited someone from another race. Be careful.' His voice echoed inside his mind. Of course, Fang Yu didn't flinched. She then held his hands as the two went inside the tent.
"The two elders are here!" a throaty voice echoed the moment they stepped inside the tent. The smell of tea lingered in the air as Fang Yu eyed the two old people donning the same white robe as Xiawen Dong. One of them was a bald man with no eyebrows, his shiny head seemed to contrast the gentle smile on his face, making him look frightening instead of the gentle appearance that he wanted to portray. This is the Sect Master of the Frozen Wraith Sect, Sect Master Xiawen.
Beside him was a man with long black hair and sharp white eyebrows. A frowned was on his face when he saw Fang Yu and Mo Li's hands. He snorted and turned his head away.
"I was not aware that the two elders of the Eight Palms Sect are already cultivation partners." Sect Master Xiawen said a sneer followed his words. He specifically emphasized the words 'cultivation partner' instead of couple or husband and wife, as if telling the old man next to him that these two were not lovers.
"We are scheduled to marry each other." Mo Li answered as he pulled Fang Yu next to him. "After this event."
"Oh?" the man with long black hair stared at Fang Yu for a few seconds before turning towards Mo Li. "But we are not here to talk about happy things. We are here to talk about what happened to my son. What did you do to Xiawen Dong?"
"Elder Xiawen, that night, I was not in my tent. Everyone here can attest to that. That night… I was a little bit occupied. I am not aware that Xiawen Dong would suddenly visit my tent without letting me know in advance. Of course, I was not expecting that he would fall into the traps set up by my enemies instead." Fang Yu faked a bashful appearance as she lowered her head, like a teenage miss who was caught with her lover.
"Are you trying to say that my son tried to do something indecent to you!?" Of course, Xiawen Dong's father, Elder Xiawen immediately asked. He was truly angry. How dare this woman ruin their plans? The plan was supposed to be simple, let Xiawen Dong sleep with her, leaving her with no choice but to follow him towards the Frozen Wraith Sect. This would not only make Xiawen Dong stronger as he does his best to suck all the abilities in Fang Yu's space magic, but it would also benefit their Sect because of Fang Yu's poitioneering ability.
But all these were ruined, thanks to this man next to Fang Yu. Elder Xiawen glared at Mo Li as he sent his spiritual sense, trying to scrutinize this man's aura. Thinking about the guest that was hiding inside the room, Elder Xiawen stopped probing Mo Li's strength. Glaring at Mo Li, he immediately thought about the benefits of sleeping with someone like Fang Yu. Sleeping with someone pure with space affinity would not only make the man advanced by leaps and bounds, but it would also purify their aura, prolong their lifespan and make them healthier, and most importantly, allow them to use the power of space. That was supposed to be the benefit of Fang Yu's body!
To him, this woman was a top-notch commodity! She was supposed to be the key in making the Frozen Wraith Sect rule over the other sect in this continent!
"How should I know?" Fang Yu countered the embarrassment in her face vanished. "I was occupied that night and didn't have the time to inquire about the reason for his unannounced visit in the middle of the night!"
"You— "
"Calm down." The Sect Master patted his brother's shoulder as he looked at Fang Yu. A sighed immediately escaped his lips. "This unfortunate event happened because of you Elder Fang. You should know that my Xiawen Dong lost his arm and was in a bad state. I believe it is only right that you compensate us, no?"
"So… you think I am the reason why Xiawen Dong decided to visit my tent unannounced." She snorted. "Old man… be honest. Have you gone insane from old age? Your nephew clearly had bad intentions and yet you wanted me to compensate? Did I asked him to visit me in the middle of the night?"
"You— how dare you talk like that to a Sect Master?" Elder Xiawen barked. "It is only right that you compensate us! You teased my son to the point of making him lost his reasoning, thus he decided to visit you that night! You are a temptress! Because of you, my son might not even have a main wife! He already lost an arm! Do you think any family would still agree to marry their daughter into my Xiawen Family?"
Mo Li's snort followed the man's words. "So… you wanted her to become his main wife as compensation?" He raised an eyebrow at the old man, a smirk was already on his face. "Tell me… old man… should I leave a corpse when I kill you? Or just dispose of it leaving no trace of your pitiful end in this world?"
