"There is nothing in this world more supreme, more noble, or more important than a Golden Position. I already possess the Yang Qi Taiyin Heaven, so why would I place too much importance on the Inverted Slaying Sword?"
Ah?
Qiao Yu's eyes widened. Her jade-like earlobes suddenly grew hot, flushing a faint crimson.
She took two steps back and stammered,
"You… You lecher! All you say are such frivolous and flirtatious things!"
Having jumped out of his arms at some point, True Master Xuanmiao, now huddled at Jiang Yi's feet, raised a paw to stroke his whiskers. He nodded repeatedly in approval.
'Xiao Jiang truly is promising material!'
'He hasn't sullied the name of Shao Yang!'
'As a Demon Cultivator, he should be seducing the daughter of a True Monarch, plotting to snatch a Daoist Lineage's Slaying Sword, and using her generous dowry to bolster his own foundation...'
