Zhou Huan returned to Fushoutang with Dongzi, Hong Kun, and Lingzi. A moment later, inside Fushoutang, Zhou Huan quietly asked Hong Kun, "Did they agree?"

"Heh, of course. How could the apprentice of Zhou Huan fail?" Saying that, Hong Kun turned with a look of immense pride and entered his room. He emerged wearing a full set of kitchen attire and said to Lingzi, "How about it? Doesn't this chef outfit look good on Big Hong?"

"It looks great, Big Hong looks good in anything!" The words were a bit too saccharine, and Zhou Huan felt that the two of them were moving incredibly fast; in just an afternoon, they were already addressing each other so intimately? It seemed both were impatient people, and now that they were finally together, they both felt comfortable enough to speak that way.

Zhou Huan stopped Hong Kun with a hand. "We agreed that I would cook today, what are you fighting me for?" Zhou Huan took off his jacket, tied on an apron, and entered the kitchen. Big Radish helped out as an assistant, while Dongzi went back to his room to continue sleeping; this guy clearly lacked sleep, as even this much wasn't enough.

Soon, Zhou Huan had prepared a table full of dishes. Just then, Xiao He and Xiao Ling returned from outside. Seeing Zhou Huan carrying dishes out of the kitchen, they immediately knew their husband had been cooking, and both hurried forward to greet him. However, upon seeing Lingzi there as well, they were confused. They nudged Zhou Huan, asking in unison in a low voice, "Brother Huan, what's going on here?"

"Ah, can't you tell yet?" Zhou Huan nodded his eyes toward them, and Xiao He and Xiao Ling turned to look. Hong Kun was feeding Lingzi at that very moment. Only then did these two career beauties realize what was happening, and they smiled faintly.

"When did this start? How come we didn't know anything?"

"It's normal you didn't know. This afternoon, I accompanied Hong Kun to see Lingzi, and I didn't expect Hong Kun to be so capable; he wrapped things up with her instantly. Speaking of which, Lingzi and I actually have some prior acquaintance." Zhou Huan chuckled as he spoke, then continued, "All the women in our Fushoutang are beauties, and all the men are good men, hahaha!"

While Zhou Huan was overjoyed, he glanced down at the dish in the pot—it was the last one—and said, "You all go tidy up, change your clothes, and get ready for dinner." Xiao Ling and Xiao He left the kitchen, and Big Radish also cleaned up and exited. Zhou Huan found some plates, preparing to scoop the contents of the pot out, but when he looked in, the stir-fried cabbage had turned into wriggling, living corpse worms.

Zhou Huan immediately dropped his ladle, spun around sharply, and covered his eyes with both hands. A thought flashed through his mind: he seemed to be cursed, encountering such bizarre events wherever he went. Big Radish had washed the vegetables; how could they have become such things?

Zhou Huan lit a cigarette, then turned back for another look at the dish in the pot. The vegetables were still those cabbage pieces, emitting white steam, and a fresh aroma wafted out.

"Brother Huan, what was wrong just now?" Xiao He stood at the doorway, having seen Zhou Huan's earlier reaction and sensed his alarm. Their relationship had reached a certain depth, and they had been together so long that they were like left and right hands; neither could hide anything from the other.

Zhou Huan waved his hand. "Nothing's wrong, let's go eat!" Xiao He helped Zhou Huan transfer the food onto plates, then followed him out of the kitchen, placing the plates on the table.

At the table, Hong Kun and Lingzi were like two magnets with an extremely strong mutual attraction, feeding each other bites of food and sips of soup.

Honestly, the people of Fushoutang were quite relieved to see Hong Kun like this. After all, a person gets older and needs to settle down; Hong Kun was no longer young and had never had a partner. Now that he had found someone, if they could marry, it would be even better.

The intimacy between the two generated a palpable warmth. Zhou Huan, noticing this, intentionally interrupted them: "How about this, Lingzi is alone after returning anyway, so just stay here tonight. I think perhaps you should stay here from now on too. I'll have Xiao Ling vacate her room, and the three of us can share one room, and you two can have another room. What do you think?"

Zhou Huan's true intention was to keep Lingzi around. After all, every female member of Fushoutang had her use: Big Radish cooked, Xiao Ling managed external affairs, and Xiao He was the police flower. Now, adding a professional from the Corpse Sect would make Fushoutang gain another heavyweight figure.

Lingzi saw Zhou Huan's meaning, but her own intention was to propagate the techniques of the Corpse Sect. Nowhere else seemed suitable, and perhaps only Fushoutang offered the comprehensive environment where they could be applied, coupled with the necessary conditions. Thus, Lingzi nodded in agreement.

"But I have one condition. I'm not that young anymore, and I want to marry Big Hong soon. What about that?"

Zhou Huan was quite surprised by this news. Were these two moving too fast, discussing marriage right after meeting? As the master of Fushoutang, Zhou Huan had to intervene. Reluctantly, he spoke as the sect leader: "Well, as for your situation, my getting married is unlikely right now, but I will arrange your wedding as soon as possible. However, I have a condition: this current matter must be concluded first, and you two must get along well and understand each other more during this time before we set a date for the wedding. What do you think?"

"Master, I think that's fine. I have a condition too!" Dongzi chimed in, eager to join the excitement: "Brother, your marriage is complicated. Since Big Radish and I have been together for so long, and Hong Kun is getting married, I think I'll just get married along with them!"

Zhou Huan stood up upon hearing this. "Since Dongzi is also in a hurry, that's easy to handle. We will get married. Here's the plan: Xiao He, Xiao Ling, and I cannot obtain marriage certificates, so we will just hold a ceremony. You all must go and get your certificates when things are quiet. Then I will find a way to prepare a separate room for each of you—we will all live here in the future—and we'll have a collective wedding."

Zhou Huan’s decision struck everyone as very unique; naturally, some were delighted, and some were worried.

In truth, Zhou Huan said this because he wanted to resolve the current incident completely before attending to personal and romantic matters.

After dinner, Xiao Ling vacated her room and moved into Zhou Huan's room. Xiao He and Zhou Huan's bed was normally a double bed, but it was a rather large one, easily accommodating three people comfortably. The key point was that Zhou Huan was now going to try living with two women every day, which felt a bit chaotic.

Seeing that Xiao He and Xiao Ling were settled, Zhou Huan entered his study. As per custom, Zhou Huan lit incense for the memorial tablets of his sect, then wrote a new one for Tian Lang. He placed this tablet in the guest token position, including Tian Lang when he offered incense.

"Master Zhou, is this the memorial hall of your Shoushi Sect?" Lingzi entered from the doorway.

"Yes, these tokens were all added after I regained consciousness and reincarnated. There was nowhere else to put them, so I just kept them in my study." Zhou Huan then took out the diary Lingzi had given him and stood before Tian Lang's tablet, muttering, "Brother Tian Lang, your descendant is here. Starting today, I will examine the wealth you left behind in your lifetime, and I hope to use your knowledge in the future to make a small, correct contribution to the vast number of Corpse Souls."

Lingzi heard this, and a faint mist of tears welled up in her eyes. She then said, "Alas, I don't think I will have the chance to pass on the techniques of the Corpse Sect anymore. The future now rests with Master Zhou. However, please rest assured, Ancestor, I will certainly help Master Zhou handle the affairs of my sect. I will temporarily place this thumb ring here; this signifies that our Corpse Sect has joined the Shoushi Sect. For now, we are benefiting from Master Zhou's prestige."

"Not at all. I, Zhou Huan, should be the one benefiting from your Corpse Sect, having accepted the Sect Master of the Corpse Sect as a disciple's wife. What an immense honor that is."