Seeing his few brothers had also embarked on the Foundation Establishment stage, Lei Dong was naturally overjoyed.

After all, there was a world of difference between a cultivator who had established a foundation and one who hadn't. The disparity wasn't just in strength, but also significantly in lifespan.

"I wouldn't call it lewd, but speaking of which," Chen Ge intentionally adopted a serious expression, "when I heard you proposing to the Senior Sister just now, I saw many pretty Junior Sisters crying their eyes out right there. Old Lei, you need to confess honestly—have you been fooling around behind your future wife's back, chasing after other women? Did you lose your virginity?"

Lei Dong knew Chen Ge was just joking. He figured that since he'd spent all those years outside desperately cultivating, he hadn't had time for women, and Chen Ge was just teasing him. Unexpectedly, Chen Ge had hit the nail squarely on the head. Of course, such a thing could never be admitted. He could only swing a fist again: "Nonsense! Come on, brothers, it's been ages; let's go back to Ten Thousand Ghosts City for a drink." With that, he stealthily glanced, with a guilty demeanor, at Ding Wanyan, who was walking beside him.

That glance was trouble. He saw his own Senior Sister Ding looking at him with a faint, knowing smile, lightly tapping the peak-grade Spirit Tool whip she had just received from their Master. A jolt ran through Lei Dong. He recalled that Qi Feifei and Senior Sister seemed to have ganged up on him earlier? But in the heat of the moment, he hadn't paid much attention. Thinking of it now, a cold sweat began to bead on his back. A twitch pulled at the corner of his mouth, and he offered Ding Wanyan a fawning smile: "Senior Sister, shall we go back to the Myriad Ghost Grotto together and find a place for a small drink? It's been years since I've had any wine; my mouth is positively watering."

Ding Wanyan didn't reply upon hearing this, merely continuing forward.

"Senior Brother Lei, it’s been many years, yet your charm remains unchanged. I hadn't expected to see you on the verge of marriage. Truly makes one sigh with emotion," Qi Feifei arrived, drifting forward, veiled. Her pair of peach-blossom-like eyes were filled with an inexplicable, ineffable melancholy.

Of course, Lei Dong knew she was mostly putting on an act, deliberately stirring up trouble. He couldn't help but glare back in annoyance: "Go away, go away, you little seductive demoness, what do you know of sighing and emotion? Go find a cool spot and stay there; stop messing around here."

"Senior Brother Lei, you heartless wretch. When you needed my services, you called me affectionately, 'Feifei, Feifei.' Now that you have a Senior Sister as beautiful as a Celestial Maiden, you call me a 'little seductive demoness'~ Senior Sister Ding, please judge for me—isn't this man utterly heartless?"

Qi Feifei hailed from the Yin-Yang Harmonious Union Sect and had cultivated enchanting arts since childhood. Every word, every gesture, every glance carried an intoxicating allure, making hearts yearn, her beautiful figure drawing covetous gazes, gentle and pitiful, inviting sympathy. Lei Dong, however, had a decent immunity to this. Regrettably, the three companions beside him were witnessing Qi Feifei's enchanting techniques for the first time; their eyes were wide, their gazes dazed. Hearing her words, they naturally began to think that Lei Dong had cast her aside after using her. They couldn't help but despise their own brother, sympathize with this woman, and looking at her tragic, pitiable appearance [From The Great Devil Lord Little Beauty Update], they felt an intense urge to shield her with warm embraces. Especially that line about needing her services, which immediately sent imaginations soaring.

"Junior Sister Qi’s enchanting arts are truly superb; look how thoroughly she has charmed those three," Ding Wanyan smiled gently, asking with poised grace, "I just wonder, what kind of 'services' does Junior Brother Lei require from Junior Sister Qi?"

"It's that thing~" Qi Feifei’s eyes were brimming with moisture, her dewy, tenderly pink cheek dusted with a blush of shy crimson. She swayed her body delicately, whispering low, "How can I possibly say it so directly? You all understand, don't you? The things he finds inconvenient to do by himself, I—I—help him with... However, helping him with those things is what I do willingly, with no regrets."

Zuo Chao, Chen Ge, and the other two simultaneously felt intense disdain while their hearts burned hot. Damn it, what kind of situation is this! This fellow is eating from the bowl while reaching for the pot. Is he giving anyone else a chance to live?

"Go, go." Lei Dong's eyes were nearly bulging out as he scolded sharply, "Go back wherever you came from; I don't have time to chat nonsense with you here. Aren't you just talking about how I was afraid to expose my strength and couldn't go out to buy peak-grade Spirit Tools, so I asked you for help?" With that, he managed an awkward chuckle toward his Senior Sister: "Um, Senior Sister, ha, it's just that." Of course, Lei Dong dared not send a secret voice transmission to Qi Feifei at this moment. Given his Senior Sister's strength, she would surely detect his transmission, which would only make things worse.

"Listen, everyone, listen," Qi Feifei said, dripping with resentment, "When you asked me to help buy those peak-grade Spirit Tools, how sweetly you spoke! 'Feifei, Feifei.' And now? You've used me up and want to kick me aside? Didn't you consider the huge risk I took helping you acquire those peak-grade Spirit Tools?"

Ding Wanyan smiled sweetly: "Junior Brother, this is your fault. Junior Sister Qi risked danger to buy those Spirit Tools for you; that was a great help to us. Moreover, we are in the Yin Sha Sect, and by all measures, we are the hosts here. Why don't we invite her to stay at the Myriad Ghost Grotto for a while? She can then attend our wedding and share a cup of wedding wine. What do you think, Junior Brother?"

"This?" Lei Dong wiped his brow, shooting a sharp look at Qi Feifei, but she remained unmoved. He could only nod reluctantly: "Whatever Senior Sister decides." He mused inwardly that if he continued to refuse, his perceptive Senior Sister might discover something amiss.

"That's more like it." Qi Feifei smiled as purely as a hundred blooming flowers, as if her scheme had succeeded.

As the group was talking, Wu Peng of the Asura Heaven and Li Huntian of the Demon Prison Sect approached, beaming: "Brother Lei, we have also come to ask for a cup of wedding wine. Are you welcoming?"

"Brother Wu, Brother Li," Lei Dong greeted them with a broad smile upon seeing them, "Your presence at my wedding would be the most welcome thing imaginable. But speaking of which, do either of you have a lady you fancy, someone you plan to propose to?"

Li Huntian was startled, then pondered before speaking gravely: "In this life, I pursue only the Unquenchable Nascent Soul realm. Marriage is something I don't even consider."

Wu Peng chimed in immediately: "Brother Li is correct; I, too, have my sights set solely on the Great Dao. I have no intended partner currently, nor will I in the future."

"That is excellent," Lei Dong laughed heartily, throwing an arm around each of them, "Since neither of you intends to marry, you certainly cannot skimp on my gift money. You two are the pride of the younger generation in your respective sects, representing your sects' reputation. I imagine the amount of gift money won't be small, right?"

Wu Peng's scarred face twitched uncontrollably: "Brother Lei, you asked if we plan to marry because you're hoping you won't have to return the favor, aren't you?"

"Brother Lei, I held you in high regard, but I personally think sending monetary gifts is too vulgar; it completely sullies you," Li Huntian declared with a tragic air.

"It's fine, it's fine. Brother Li, you can certainly look down on me. If talking about gifts sullies you, well, just go ahead and sully me; the dirtier, the better."

"Brother Lei, you are even worse than Tantai Bingyun."

"From now on, I dare not even consider sparring with Brother Lei. I fear my Heavenly Fire Great Law wouldn't even be able to burn through Brother Lei's thick skin~"

"Hahaha~" The three burst into unrestrained laughter. Each held his own motive; they were all top talents among the younger disciples of their sects, and this opportunity to deepen their camaraderie would certainly benefit their future paths.

When they returned to the Myriad Ghost Grotto, Lei Dong personally oversaw the entertaining of Li Huntian and the others, arranging the best guest rooms for them. Between cultivation sessions each day, the group would gather for tea, exchange insights on their cultivation, or, when the mood struck, spar a match or two. This cohort of emerging Demonic Path rising stars enjoyed a harmonious stay in the Myriad Ghost Grotto, their mutual affection growing substantially.

However, Li Huntian remained somewhat persistent. Unwilling to challenge Lei Dong—whose Natal Ghost Servant was simply too formidable, guaranteeing a one-sided beating—he secretly requested a spar with Ding Wanyan. Ding Wanyan publicly announced that the match ended in a draw. But Li Huntian generously admitted defeat, confessing that even fighting with his full strength, Ding Wanyan still held back considerable power.

The only thing that caused Lei Dong some worry was that his Senior Sister seemed to have struck up a close friendship with Qi Feifei, meeting frequently for private chats. As for the content of their discussions, Lei Dong dared not pry carelessly, and his Senior Sister showed no intention of sharing the details with him.

Furthermore, after returning to the Myriad Ghost Grotto, Lei Dong also reunited with his younger sister, Lei Qing'er. The reason she hadn't come to watch Lei Dong's matches was that the Old Ancestor of Myriad Ghosts had forced her to stay behind for closed-door cultivation to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. When Lei Dong returned, he was astonished to find that Lei Qing'er, whom he hadn't seen for ten years, had already ascended to the first layer of Foundation Establishment. This left Lei Dong speechless. Although he himself had reached Foundation Establishment after fifteen years, only Lei Dong knew the suffering he endured during that process.

They shared the same parents; why was his aptitude inferior to his sister's? Ten years ago, Lei Qing'er was just a little girl. Now, she had blossomed into a quite attractive young woman.

What brought Lei Dong the most joy was that his parents were living very happily in Ten Thousand Ghosts City. Although age had naturally etched lines onto them, their health was exceptionally robust. This was largely thanks to his Senior Sister frequently delivering medicinal elixirs to fortify their bodies. If things went smoothly and their health was properly maintained, living past a hundred years was achievable. This was also the limit of what Lei Dong and Ding Wanyan could manage; after all, without cultivating to Foundation Establishment, significant life extension was difficult to achieve.

The day of the grand wedding had arrived. The entire Myriad Ghost Grotto had transformed into a rare place overflowing with festive joy.

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