Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

Since the gifts had been delivered, Yang Shifei had intended to leave with Tan Xiang.

But a sinister aura suddenly emerged, causing him to tense up and quickly turn around.

Several steady-footed martial artists were walking up the stairs, aggressively approaching their direction.

“These people are…”

“Elder Yan of the Shoujian Sect, I’ve heard of your name.”

The leader, a young man in black robes, had sharp eyes and suddenly clasped his fists, shouting coldly, “We disciples of the Azure Sun Sect have come to learn from the Shoujian Sect!”

At this moment, many people in the inn looked over, showing surprise.

“It’s the Azure Sun Sect, the notorious demonic sect?!”

“Why have they come to East City? Are they also trying to seize the Sacred Martial Stone?”

“They must be colluding with the enemy country. The upheaval of the Nine Layers Sect must be their doing!”

Yang Shifei’s ears twitched, faintly hearing some murmurs from afar.

Obviously, the group of unfriendly martial artists in front of them was the so-called “Demon Sect” in the martial world.

He quietly became more vigilant, wondering whether there was any grudge between the Shoujian Sect and the Azure Sun Sect that needed to be settled in public.

“I didn’t expect to see you all in East City.”

Elder Yan stroked his beard and sighed, at the same time, several rooms behind him opened one after another, and the disciples of the Shoujian Sect who had met before all came out with their swords.

For a moment, the narrow corridor of the inn became tense, filled with a murderous atmosphere, making the entire inn quiet down.

Yang Shifei pulled Tan Xiang back to stand behind Elder Yan and whispered, “Do you know these people?”

“The Azure Sun Sect is an acquaintance of mine.” Elder Yan still had a smile on his face, standing with his hands behind his back as he spoke loudly, “Since you’ve also come to East City, why not reveal yourself instead of letting these juniors come out to compete?”

“Hmph!”

A cold laugh came from the closed door opposite them. “After all these years of wandering the rivers and lakes, why do we need to make a scene? It’s natural for the juniors to have a little spar.”

It was a woman’s voice.

Yang Shifei frowned secretly. The other party’s aura was strong and stable, indicating she was a highly skilled martial artist.

“It’s Saintess Ye Xuanfei of the Azure Sun Sect.” Tan Xiang murmured beside him. “She caused quite a stir in the martial world back then. I imagine her skills are not inferior to the sect master of the Nine Layers Sect.”

The Saintess of a Demon Sect?

Yang Shifei’s curiosity was aroused.

Since his arrival in this world, he hadn’t seen anyone like her. He wondered if female martial artists of a demonic sect who were given titles like “saintess” also had seductive appearances.

“This place is not suitable for a contest.” Elder Yan sighed helplessly. “If fighting here damages the inn, the innkeeper will surely hate both of our sects.”

“All this talk is truly troublesome.”

As the door opened, an elderly woman with a stooped figure walked out with a cane. Her wrinkled old face showed a hint of disdain, “If anything, let the juniors spar without using internal strength, only using their physical skills. Would that satisfy you?”

“Hehe, that’s fine.”

Elder Yan stroked his beard and waved his hand with a smile, “Junlan, why don’t you go out and try your hand first.”

“Yes!” A disciple of the Shoujian Sect stepped forward quickly, his expression serious as he assumed a stance.

From the Azure Sun Sect, another person came out, exuding a fierce aura.

As the two sides faced off, Yang Shifei was a bit dumbfounded.

Where was the saintess they were talking about? Why is it an old lady?

Wait, the atmosphere between these two sects… doesn’t seem too bad?

“My apologies for any inconvenience caused to you both.” Elder Yan turned back at them and smiled apologetically, “We have the Shoujian Sect watching over here. I believe nothing will happen. If you find it boring, feel free to leave.”

At the same time, disciples from both sects had already started fighting in the narrow corridor.

Even without using internal strength, they fought fiercely with solid punches and kicks. Despite the lack of internal energy, their movements were swift and powerful, with consecutive dull thuds echoing as their blows landed.

Yang Shifei had originally wanted to watch the showdown between the righteous and demonic factions.

But after a few exchanges, he found it quite boring. Their fight lacked excitement, and it seemed too conventional.

This was dull.

It seemed that the two sects were indeed familiar with each other, and this was just a “friendly exchange.”

Thinking this, Yang Shifei smiled and bowed, “Then we’ll take our leave.”

Shortly after, he took Tan Xiang and left the inn.

“…”

Meanwhile, the disciples of the two sects continued their intense battle, but the gaze of the Azure Sun Sect’s saintess followed Yang Shifei’s departing figure.

“This kid…”

She narrowed her cloudy eyes slightly, “His essence is full, his aura vigorous, and there’s a hint of the mountain-stepping technique in his gait. Could he be Elder Yan’s disciple….No, if he is a disciple, why did he leave? Who is this person exactly?”

At the same time, on the third floor, there was another surprised gaze, fixed on the departing pair.

…

Walking down the street with Tan Xiang, Yang Shifei looked back at the inn gradually receding into the distance and couldn’t help but sigh:

“This so-called Demon Sect seems to be quite respectful of the rules.”

They agreed to compare martial skills with just their hands and feet, and didn’t resort to any tricks.

“What misconceptions do you have about the Demon Sect?”

Tan Xiang spoke in a cold tone, “Most so-called Demon Sects in the martial world simply have different styles of martial arts. Regular sects focus on physical fitness, body cultivation, and spiritual refinement, while Demon Sects often prioritize quick results. While it’s true that some members of the Demon Sect may commit crimes and be wanted by the authorities, if all members of the Demon Sect were ruthless and lawless, how could they openly enter the city?”

Yang Sifei nodded in realization. “Indeed, I misunderstood.”

Tan Xiang glanced at him, “When you heard the term ‘saintess,’ did your eyes light up with anticipation?”

“Oh, uh…”

Yang Shifei looked slightly embarrassed, “I thought it might be some seductive young woman to be called a saintess of a demonic sect. So subconsciously, I wanted to see.”

Tan Xiang sighed softly, “What strange and bizarre books did you read in the village to harbor such unrealistic fantasies about the Demon Sect?”

Yang Shifei: “…”

He had indeed read many strange books before, but not in a village…

“However, you’re not wrong about one thing.”

Tan Xiang’s tone turned slightly colder, “The saintess of the Azure Sun Sect was indeed famous seventy years ago, with quite a reputation in the martial world. Many warriors traveled from afar just to catch a glimpse of her beauty. It is said that she dressed very boldly, wearing only a silk gown that barely covered her body, with a skirt slit up to her shoulders. Countless young heroes were infatuated with her and ended up sacrificing themselves for her.”

Yang Shifei listened dumbfoundedly.

Wasn’t she just wearing two pieces of cloth draped over her chest and back?

Given the simplicity of the current customs, how could any young hero withstand such a modern and provocative style?

Yang Shifei rubbed his chin, looking serious, “The Demon Sect is no joke.”

Tan Xiang cast him another chilly glance, “Obscene.”

Yang Shifei quickly corrected himself, “I don’t agree with the ideas of the Demon Sect either. Selling skins and flesh is just superficial. Miss Luo and Miss Tan Xiang, with your dignified and beautiful appearances, elegant attire, and heavenly beauty, you’re in a completely different league from those of the Demon Sects.”

Tan Xiang turned her head away, lips pursed in silence.

This person took advantage last night and now he’s talking so much today. He’s really shameless.

She casually brushed her shoulder-length hair, covering the slightly reddening roots of her ears, and let out a cold hum.

“Hey, you two ahead, please wait!”

Just then, a call came from behind.

Yang Shifei turned around to see a handsomely dressed young man approaching briskly, examining him with interest. “I wasn’t mistaken, was I? You seem quite formidable.”

Yang Shifei looked puzzled, “Who are you?”

But the handsome young man just flashed a brilliant smile and clapped his folding fan, “Just now, when the disciples of the Shoujian Sect and the Azure Sun Sect were sparring, it was clearly a great opportunity to broaden one’s horizons. All the warriors present were watching intently, eager to learn a thing or two. But you, sir, only glanced briefly and seemed uninterested. This shows that you must be a hidden expert!”

“?”

What kind of logic is this?

Yang Shifei was completely puzzled, and Tan Xiang beside him just glanced at him as if he were looking at a fool.

“Sir, would you like to spar with me?” The handsome young man was eager to try. “This is my first time in East City, and to encounter someone as talented as you, sir, is quite remarkable, isn’t it?”

Ignoring the urgent calls from behind, Yang Shifei continued walking without paying attention.

As he walked, he casually pointed behind his shoulder, “So in the Jianghu, there are also martial enthusiasts whose minds are filled with nothing but martial arts?”

“In the Jianghu, there are all sorts of strange things,” Tan Xiang said indifferently. “There are many naive kids when they first enter the martial world.”

Yang Shifei’s mouth twitched; he felt like he had been insulted, too.

..

“Senior Brother, come over here and take a look!”

“Don’t wander around. We still have to—”

In the long street, a white-clad swordsman suddenly stopped in his tracks, staring blankly at Yang Shifei approaching until the two brushed past each other.

At this moment, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a relieved sigh. “Thank goodness he didn’t notice me.”

“The person just now seemed to be a disciple of the Flowing Wind Sect,” Tan Xiang casually withdrew her gaze and said coldly, “He seems quite afraid of you.”

“Oh, now that you mention it,” Yang Shifei recalled, “I think I saw him by the riverbank a few days ago. He tried to pretend to be a master walking on water, but he slipped and fell into the river, tumbling around for a dozen or so laps. The potions and jars he carried were scattered all over the river. Because it was too embarrassing, Miss Luo and I didn’t want to continue watching and left in a hurry.”

As for why he was afraid, he was probably worried that Yang Shifei would spread the incident and tarnish the reputation of their sect?

As the two walked further away, they disappeared into the crowd.

The white-clad swordsman: “…”

Several disciples of the Flowing Wind Sect paused, looking at their senior brother who suddenly covered his face and trembled, wearing expressions of confusion.

“Senior Brother, we don’t need you to pay for these things. Don’t be so angry, okay?”

“…I probably can’t stay in East City anymore. I’m going back to seclude myself for ten years without coming out.”