Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

Yang Shifei fell into silence.

Establishing a sect?

Could it be that this wealthy lady grew tired of running a restaurant and making money, and now set her sights on collecting training fees for opening a sect?

But as he looked at her calm and cold expression, Yang Shifei quietly swallowed back his sarcastic words.

This expression didn’t seem like someone joking around.

“Why does Miss Luo want to do this?” Yang Shifei asked with a hint of confusion. “Is it because you’ve developed an interest in martial arts?”

“To be honest, I have practiced martial arts before,” Luo Xian’er admitted.

“Huh?” Yang Shifei was surprised. “But you previously said the Luo family wasn’t a martial arts family.”

Luo Xian’er tilted her head. “That was just my private practice, nothing too proficient.”

“Okay.” Yang Shifei rubbed his chin. “But even if you’ve practiced martial arts, what does that have to do with establishing a sect?”

“It’s just a personal wish of mine,” Luo Xian’er said after a moment’s thought. “If it succeeds, it would also be a comfort to my mother’s spirit in heaven.”

“…”

Yang Shifei was taken aback.

It seemed that there were still secrets within the Luo family that outsiders didn’t know about. Could it be related to her identity as a demoness?

But for now, he couldn’t delve deeper into it, so he changed the subject. “Why would you entrust this matter to me?”

“We… don’t have any other choice.”

“Something went wrong?”

“We once tried to establish a sect, but it didn’t go well.” Luo Xian’er sighed lightly, tugging at her sleeve. “The news we spread received no response, and even those who came were unscrupulous people, all driven away by Tan Xiang. Within about ten days, the news of recruiting disciples was like a stone sinking into the ocean.”

Ah, a failed startup.

Yang Shifei realized, “So Miss Luo came to me because you want to try again?”

“Yes,” Luo Xian’er said softly. “I see that the young master has a quick mind, so I thought you might have other ideas.”

“Miss Luo overestimates me,” Yang Shifei chuckled. “If I really had any brilliant ideas, I wouldn’t be empty-handed now and needing your help.”

Moreover, establishing a sect wasn’t something you could just talk about and succeed. Not only did the sect need a unique skill, but influence, connections, money, and status were also indispensable. Even if the sect was successfully established and disciples were recruited, it would require a lot of effort to manage it carefully. It wasn’t an easy task.

“But, although you’re going to establish a sect, you haven’t specified how many disciples you’ll accept, right?” Yang Shifei pondered for a moment. “Since it’s not feasible to recruit disciples widely, why not just accept one disciple and teach them rigorously? One master and one disciple, this isn’t it also a ‘sect’? If the disciple is talented, they can make a name for themselves in the martial world in the future, and the name of the sect will also be spread far and wide.”

“..”

Luo Xian’er fell silent for a moment, a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes.

Just as Yang Shifei was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw her raise her gaze.

“Young master, I have an unusual request.”

“Please, go ahead.”

A serious expression appeared on Luo Xian’er’s delicate face. “I want to take you as my disciple.”

“?”

…

Under the moonlight, the sky grew dimmer.

Yang Shifei adjusted his training clothes and looked back at the delicate figure walking out of the main hall, his expression strange.

Taking a disciple? He hadn’t taken that seriously.

After all, both parties were still hanging onto an ‘engagement’, so becoming master and disciple would be inappropriate. Wouldn’t it be awkward if they ended up together in the future?

But this young lady seemed to have some thoughts on this matter. She said she wouldn’t address him as her disciple for now, just guide him in martial arts, which was hard to refuse.

Yang Shifei couldn’t help but say, “I might not necessarily have talent in martial arts.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Luo Xian’er said, smoothing her long skirt. “I won’t mind.”

“Since Miss Luo insists, should we perform a ceremony to formalize the master-disciple relationship?” Yang Shifei smiled helplessly. “I remember other sects have this process.”

After looking at him for a moment, Luo Xian’er said softly, “No need. Just focus on practicing martial arts, I’ll watch from the side for now.”

“Then I’ll trouble Miss Luo.”

Yang Shifei put aside his thoughts and opened the manual, feeling somewhat relieved.

“The Triple Forest Crossing Technique” was an external martial art that included fist techniques, body movements, and sword/knife techniques. It emphasized the stacking of strength and continuous attacks. The manual not only had textual descriptions but also included illustrations, making it relatively easy to understand.

At least it was comprehensible.

Even though there was a stunning beauty quietly observing nearby, Yang Shifei was not embarrassed at this moment. He focused all his attention on studying the martial arts technique.

He carefully contemplated and occasionally gestured with his hand a few times, nodding from time to time.

Although this martial arts manual was not profound and even seemed simple after reading it a few times, the basics it described were beneficial.

For Yang Shifei, who had never been in contact with martial arts and had been blindly trying to figure things out on his own these past few days, it was like receiving a precious treasure.

He imitated the stances from the manual, recalling the scenes of his previous confrontation with the enemy, silently adjusting various movements, the waist, back, arms, and legs—all points of exertion had their uses. After several attempts, he felt more and more amazed.

“―This part, it’s not quite right.”

A soft voice sounded by his ear.

With the gentle fragrant breeze brushing against his face, a fair, jade-like hand quietly reached out and gently tugged his sleeve.

Yang Shifei’s movements abruptly stopped, catching a glimpse of Luo Xian’er walking up beside him. He followed her guidance and slightly relaxed his arm.

“At the moment of exerting force, the body shouldn’t be too tense,” Luo Xian’er lips moved slightly, her voice ethereal. “Although it can make the strength more fierce, it loses a bit of agility. In future confrontations, it’s easier to expose weaknesses.”

Yang Shifei contemplated, trying the Triple Forest Crossing Technique once again and indeed felt smoother.

During his confrontation with the man in black, the cold energy within him circulated autonomously, almost allowing him to control his entire body’s strength freely, as if guiding him to make the most correct and effective offensive and defensive actions.

This point, as Luo Xian’er pointed out, needed to be firmly remembered.

“Young master, you have a very good comprehension.” Luo Xian’er applauded softly. “Although these martial arts techniques are simple, for someone who has just started learning martial arts, to comprehend them thoroughly in less than half an hour is praiseworthy.”

Yang Shifei chuckled wryly, “Miss Luo is exaggerating, and besides—”

He picked up the manual again and randomly flipped to the latter half. “Although I can understand the description of ‘internal cultivation,’ unfortunately, I still can’t imitate it.”

Although this martial art was external, it also recorded matching internal cultivation techniques.

But no matter how Yang Shifei tried to activate the cold energy within his body according to the description, he couldn’t move it at all, let alone ‘filling the dantian with internal energy.’

“Perhaps young master is somewhat special,” Luo Xian’er said softly. “As far as I know, martial artists initially reach the ‘Body Tempering Realm,’ needing to temper the muscles and bones of the whole body. When the qi and blood fill the muscles and the veins gradually open, they can barely extract a trace of internal breath that travels throughout the body, gradually nurturing it into internal energy and gathering it in the dantian, eventually becoming an internal cultivation practitioner.”

She pursed her lips, “But the young master has never been in contact with martial arts and yet possesses a physique that surpasses the tempered body, even able to defeat internal cultivators. This is far beyond ordinary people. Perhaps in terms of refining internal energy, you will also be different from others.”

Yang Shifei’s expression subtly changed as he listened.

He was well aware that his powerful physique was not innate or developed through training but entirely due to the cold energy. However, it was not appropriate to explain the matter of the cold energy now, so he could only nod silently.

Glancing at the contents of the manual again, he secretly thought that he could only continue to practice in this way and see if he could forcefully refine a trace of internal energy with his physique.

“Sir, don’t be discouraged. Practicing martial arts is inherently difficult, but continuing to persevere will always yield results,” Luo Xian’er said, her eyes flickering slightly. “How about I demonstrate once to give you a reference?”

Yang Shifei was somewhat surprised. “Miss Luo, have you also learned this martial art?”

“Hmm, I’ve practiced it a bit.”

Luo Xian’er raised her delicate hand and then demonstrated the Triple Forest Crossing Technique.

Yang Shifei couldn’t help but hold his breath, gazing in astonishment at the enchanting figure dancing under the moonlight.

“…”

To him, the scene before him resembled more of a dance to music than martial arts.

The black-haired girl’s hands moved like nimble snakes, her feet under the skirt danced gracefully, and the white long skirt seemed to bloom like a lotus, fluttering and swaying with her figure. Even her already graceful waist appeared more tightly bound, displaying her elegance.

But if one looked closely, beneath the charming dance was a hint of fierceness and swiftness. Her slender jade hands struck the surroundings one after another, emitting crisp sounds of force.

After completing a set of moves, Luo Xian’er finally stopped, breathing lightly.

Yang Shifei, as if waking from a dream, quickly applauded, praising, “Miss Luo is truly skilled in martial arts!”

“Did you notice anything?’ Luo Xian’er asked.

“Uh…”

Facing Luo Xian’er’s gaze, Yang Shifei was taken aback, subconsciously recalling her graceful and alluring figure. He suddenly felt embarrassed, “I can see many of my previous shortcomings, thank you for personally enlightening me, Miss Luo.”

Although he still remembered the terrifying scene of her head blossoming, the current vivid and beautiful figure made it easy for one’s mind to wander.

Yang Sifei had to admit that he was a shallow man who judged by face.

Oh, not just by face.

“Young master.”

Luo Xian’er spoke again, her tone a bit heavier.

Yang Shifei quickly responded, but heard her cool voice, “As far as I know, martial arts cultivation cannot be done in isolation. Sometimes sparring with others can enhance martial arts attainments. Why don’t we give it a try?”

After saying this, Luo Xian’er assumed a stance without further ado. “Young master, please, no need to hold back.”

Seeing her indifferent beautiful eyes, Yang Shifei understood and fell silent.

In this world, martial artists are not distinguished by gender.

Since Miss Luo wanted to test his abilities, he had to perform well and not let her underestimate him.

Thinking this, he slowly adjusted his stance, closed his eyes, and focused on regulating his breath.

“..”

Luo Xian’er silently admired the sight.

Although a bit lustful, it was normal for young people to be full of vitality. Moreover, he indeed had great talent in martial arts. Not only was his physique strong, but his character was also decent.

But in the early stages of cultivation, a bit of setback was necessary. He couldn’t be allowed to become too proud.

Without unlocking the ‘restraints,’ given the level of martial arts proficiency he can currently demonstrate, it should be enough to handle—

Suddenly, Yang Shifei’s figure moved.

“!”

Luo Xian’er’s pupils contracted abruptly. She saw a tall figure several meters away move swiftly towards her, his left arm fiercely striking out!

The terrifying forceful wind blew her hair in disarray. As the fist almost reached her face, she suddenly snapped back to reality, about to dodge, but was astonished to feel a strange coldness enveloping her entire body, causing her to freeze in place.

At the critical moment, Yang Shifei quickly halted his steps, his palm brushing past her face, ruffling her black hair.

“..”

Luo Xian’er widened her beautiful eyes, staggering back a few steps as if startled.

Yang Shifei felt awkward, carefully supporting her shoulder. “Hey, are you okay?”

Luo Xian’er’s face lifted slightly, her gaze complex.

The two remained silent for a moment, then the girl softly murmured, “Or perhaps, would you like to be my master?”

Yang Shifei: “..”

It seems like the rich lady has lost confidence in herself.