My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 368: Deed of Symbiosis

Yu Hong and Little Black were getting married. After the mess caused by Hong Meng and his posse, the two of them finally understood each other's feelings. Yu Hong too was willing to accept Little Black. After confirming their intentions, Lonemoon took it upon himself to help the both of them organise a couple's celebration.

Once news travelled out that the two of them got married, each of the ten continents sent gifts over as congratulations. Maybe in the last few thousands of years, immortals and demons had been living extraordinarily harmoniously. Or maybe Little Black's desires have always been known. Not only did no one make a scene after hearing of their marriage, most people even celebrated the marriage like it was what they had been expecting and hoping for a long time.

Of course... other than the ten Skyfiends of the Demonic Realm!

They should have been the happiest when their Demonic King finally married. Afterall, they were the ones who witnessed Little Black chase someone for thousands of years. Yet, they had not expected that Little Black would drag all of them down with him when he married. Once Yu Hong agreed to him, he immediately wiped his hands off all the thousand demons there were in the Demonic Realm. He cleansed himself and got hitched as soon as he could.

He even used the "new Demonic King" as an excuse not to go back to the Demonic Realm as king. To him, he was now a married man. He could not afford to let work affect his young family. Before he left, he even said: "You single demons will never understand!"

The ten Skyfiends each felt pain in their chest, as if someone had stabbed them. They tried in vain to persuade the Demon King to return. Looking at their directionless demons, they realised they had no choice but to seek help from Invincible Sect.

"What does that have to do with me!" Lan Hua said, addressing the ten Skyfiends who ran to him for help. "Why do you want me to be your king?"

"Among all the demons, only your cultivation level is high enough to be demon king," the ten Skyfiends wailed. Had they really no other choice?

"No way!" Lan Hua rejected them immediately. He had not even completely used up the year's worth of rent he paid before Lonemoon inflated the prices! What's more, his good-heartedness, and the rest were back. Now, he was free from even taking care of the sect's business. Why would he give up this relaxed life to clear up somebody else's mess in the demonic realm? Wouldn't it be great if he could just go to the rear garden every day to eat?

The ten Skyfiends were close to tears. They were trying to get someone to become the most powerful and authoritative figure in the Demonic Realm – why was everyone treating the position like it was crap? Seeing that Lan Hua's heart was made of steel, they realised there would be no way of persuading him to take up the role. Without any other choice, they decided to beg Lonemoon.

They couldn't care less. Lonemoon took their Demon King from them – he was responsible for returning one.

Lonemoon was not angry. Instead, he kindly showed the way to the ten Skyfiends. Since they were not able to request for Little Black, the previous Demon King, to return, they could look for the Demon King before him... Like a certain windpipe inflammation with the surname "Zhan".

As he guided them, he pulled out a map and charged them for it.

The Skyfiends emptied their pockets of all their immortal stones, took the map, and left Invincible Sect, not knowing whether to fully trust Lonemoon

That was how the Invincible Sect finally got to focus on planning the wedding celebration for Yu Hong and Little Black.

Perhaps it was because in the last few years, Yu Hong had managed the sect particularly well. The ten celestial emperors all turned up for the celebration. What's more, they all came with gifts prepared and their genuine congratulations. After they entered the main hall, they noticed the host of the wedding sitting at a table, chewing on her fruits and looking bored. They nearly tripped on their own feet. All of them paused at the main entrance, not knowing whether to move forward or to retreat.