The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 871: No Matter What You Answer, I Will Be Satisfied

Ji Chengyi’s expression darkened as he pointed at Chu Yang. "So, does this mean he also has a chance? Crimson Nine Lands, your judgment is rather poor."

Yan Luo’s face was equally grim. "Crimson Nine Lands, you belong to Penglai Island!"

The red-robed young man, however, paid no heed to them and boldly stated, "If you don’t want to participate in the trial, then get lost. I’m free now, I can do whatever I want!"

His rebellious attitude immediately made Ji Chengyi understand that this Ware Elf, being playful by nature, wanted to be won over with sincerity. Only then, when he was truly loyal, could his full strength be harnessed. So, with a confident tone, Ji Chengyi agreed, "Since that’s the case, I’ll listen to you. I’ll make sure you know who the most suitable master for you is."

Yan Luo, hearing this, could only reluctantly agree.

But to her surprise, the red-robed youth pulled Chu Yang into the mix.

Chu Yang blinked in confusion. "I have a chance too?"

The red-robed youth shot him an intense look and replied, "Of course, I told you, everyone here tonight has a chance!"

The other disciples of Penglai Island were excited, their eyes glowing with anticipation. If they could become the master of Crimson Nine Lands, it would be a life-changing event!

Despite Yan Luo glaring at them in anger, they were not afraid and eagerly awaited the red-robed youth’s command.

Even the traitor thought he might still have a chance. But then, the red-robed youth spoke again, "Let’s say this traitor is mute. How would I know what he ate tonight? The person who answers correctly will become my master."

Everyone froze for a moment.

What was this?

Wasn’t there supposed to be a fight?

Clearly serious, the red-robed youth pressed on, "Have you thought about it? It’s starting now!"

One disciple from Penglai Island, fearing he would fall behind, hastily answered, "Let him write it down!"

The red-robed youth glanced at him dismissively. "Wrong! He can’t write!"

Yan Luo quickly caught on, her voice cold, "He can clearly write! Looks like, no matter the rules or the answer, it’s all up to you."

The red-robed youth raised an eyebrow in self-satisfaction. "Exactly. As long as your answer pleases me, I’ll say you win. After all, I’m the one who will follow my master for eternity, so I’ll choose the one I like, won’t I?"

Ji Chengyi laughed heartily, stroking his beard.

"You make a good point. If I’m going to be loyal to my master, I should pick one I’m happy with," he said, then added, "In my opinion, we should cut open his stomach and look at the food remnants to see what he ate."

He felt that the youth, being unpredictable and wild, surely wanted a special answer. This would demonstrate his ruthless nature, a quality that could lead him to dominate the entire Nine States with the Crimson Nine Lands!

"Heh, this is interesting," the red-robed youth said, his eyes bright with excitement.

The traitor, however, turned pale at the thought.

Yan Luo cursed inwardly. She quickly said, "But if he ate little or didn’t eat at all, how would there be any remnants in his stomach? If I give him something to eat now, wouldn’t that provide a definitive answer?" freēwēbnovel.com

A sycophantic disciple immediately praised, "The Fourth Miss is so clever! It’s already nighttime!"

Other disciples also chimed in with flattery.

Ji Chengyi’s expression turned cold as he snapped, "Aren’t you just cheating? Crimson Nine Lands just said my method was interesting!"

"Uncle Ji, one must know how to acknowledge their elders," Yan Luo said smugly, lifting her chin. "Crimson Nine Lands is a celestial artifact. Your method is too cruel. How could it be satisfactory to him?"

Ji Chengyi gritted his teeth and then glared at the red-robed youth. "Crimson Nine Lands, tell me, which answer do you find satisfactory?"

But the red-robed youth was not concerned with them. He eagerly looked at Chu Yang and spoke softly, "Why don’t you say something?"

Chu Yang snapped back to his senses. "Huh? I... I think... what he ate tonight has nothing to do with you? You’re a Ware Elf. Shouldn’t he be your relative instead?"

He just wanted to throw out a casual answer while everyone else fought over the celestial artifact, hoping to make his escape.

Sure enough, his answer caused Yan Luo to chuckle, and the other Penglai Island disciples burst into laughter.

Ji Chengyi was about to mock him too when the red-robed youth suddenly beamed with joy, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Good! That answer really pleases me!" the red-robed youth exclaimed with delight. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Chu Yang’s hand.

Chu Yang froze, blinking in confusion. "Are you joking?"

"I’m a celestial artifact, my word is law. How could I be joking?" the red-robed youth replied with a grin. He was about to extract a fragment of his soul to bond with Chu Yang.

"Absurd! Crimson Nine Lands, you’ve lost your mind!" Ji Chengyi shouted angrily.

With a flick of his wrist, he summoned his sword and lunged at Chu Yang, intending to capture him alive. However, now that the Crimson Nine Lands was about to bond with him, Ji Chengyi decided he had to kill Chu Yang!

Yan Luo had the same thought.

How could the Crimson Nine Lands fall into Chu Yang’s hands? That would only strengthen Nanli’s faction!

She commanded, "Kill Chu Yang!"

In that instant, everyone made their move.

Chu Yang, though still full of energy, knew the situation was dire, and he had to escape.

"Brother, we’re not fated!" he thought as he tried to pull his hand away from the red-robed youth’s grip.

"You are fated!" the red-robed youth refused to let go.

He turned his body sideways, a burst of fiery red energy radiating from him, powerful beyond measure. Even Ji Chengyi, at the Nascent Soul stage, was forced back by the force.

As for the Golden Core cultivators like Yan Luo, they were blasted backward more than ten meters, tumbling to the ground, unconscious.

Ji Chengyi struggled to regain his balance, his breath steadying, only to see a crimson light expanding before him, like a blazing fire.

"Crimson Nine Lands!" he clutched his chest, still furious as he shouted, "This person is only at the early Golden Core stage. You chose a weakling. How can this show your power?!"

The red-robed youth, however, ignored the external noise.

He looked at Chu Yang, smiling warmly. "I, Crimson Nine Lands, have now pledged myself to you. I am at your service. Will you accept me?"

Chu Yang felt an oddly familiar sensation, like a long-lost friend had returned. Without thinking, he reached out his hand.

"Master, we’re finally reunited!" the red-robed youth cheered, transforming into a spirit and entering Chu Yang’s palm.

As the thousands of red lights faded, a red mark resembling flames appeared on Chu Yang’s wrist.

Chu Yang retracted his hand. Due to the immense power of the celestial artifact, his body, still in the early Golden Core stage, couldn’t bear the force. He collapsed to the ground in agony.

Soon, crimson light flared across his skin, as though the powerful energy inside him was about to explode.

From the final words of the red-robed youth, Ji Chengyi understood where he had lost.

With a deep, unrelenting rage, Ji Chengyi muttered, "So that’s it... Crimson Nine Lands has been wandering all this time, seeking its previous master. No matter how good our answers were, it would never be satisfied."