Volume 12, Chapter 801 – Both the Main Body and the Doppelgänger Must Wed Me
Volume 12, Chapter 801 – Both the Main Body and the Doppelgänger Must Wed Me
“These Cheng Hongling and Qi Huang are truly ridiculous. After struggling for so long, they still ended up as brides of the Cao family. If it was going to come to this, why make such a fuss in the first place!”
“What do you know? This is called ‘playing hard to get’. Only in this way does a man become eager and curious, and only then will he cherish what he gains.”
“No wonder you’ve been stringing me along all this time!”
“You’re mistaken. I genuinely don’t like you.”
“Isn’t that what ‘playing hard to get’ is?”
Several cultivators whispered among themselves.
As for Cao Yin, though he was a Master-grade Immortal, what did that matter? He could not perceive the Assimilation Power at all. With a single thought, two of his doppelgängers appeared before him. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they passed through the spatial rift and descended into the Cultivation World.
“Look! Those are Immortal Cao Yin’s doppelgängers! I wonder what their cultivation level is?”
“He’s a Master-grade Immortal, his doppelgängers must be powerful. I’d guess at least at the Human Immortal Realm!”
“Are you stupid? Didn’t you just hear him say those are his weakest doppelgängers, both at the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm!”
“My heavens! If even peak Heavenly Tribulation Realm cultivators are considered weak, then any one of them could easily dominate the Cultivation World!”
“Indeed! It’s been thousands of years since we’ve had anyone reach the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm here. The Cao family will truly rule the Cultivation World this time.”
The onlookers gasped in astonishment.
Cao Yin’s pride was written all over his face. It had been many years since he last enjoyed such admiration. After all, in the Immortal Realm, powerful beings were as numerous as clouds; as a mere Master-grade Immortal, he was often regarded as no more than a foot soldier, hardly worth notice.
The corners of Qi Huang’s lips curved slightly. As Cao Yin’s two doppelgängers passed through the spatial rift, they had already been tainted by the Assimilation Power. Moreover, since they would be standing as “Door Guardians,” they would remain in that state for an extended time, allowing the power to corrode them gradually.
‘So what if you’re a Master-grade Immortal? Half a month is more than enough for me to spiritually assimilate those two Heavenly Tribulation Realm doppelgängers. Then you’ll taste what it means to suffer mental fragmentation yourself.’
Qi Huang’s crystalline lips lifted faintly into a smirk.
Because Qi Huang had agreed to marry into the Cao family, harmony seemed to descend upon the entire Cultivation World. The Cao estate was filled with festive joy.
Cao Yang didn’t go too far with things; in the end, he still inscribed Hua Yu’s name under the position of concubine. After that, he eagerly hurried over to please Cheng Hongling, his official wife.
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Cheng Hongling wasn’t skilled in acting, so she simply ignored him.
Qi Huang, wanting to keep the man appeased, had no choice but to switch into her female persona. The coquettish charm of “playing hard to get” instantly entranced Cao Yang, rendering him utterly bewitched.
From the side, Cheng Hongling’s pupils trembled in fury, her silver teeth nearly cracking from how tightly she clenched them.
Qi Huang almost burst into laughter. Now she finally understood why some flirtatious women enjoyed stringing along multiple men, the sense of achievement was indeed intoxicating.
After that came Cao Yin’s “sermon”. Every cultivator cherished the rare opportunity, so the world fell silent once more. All listened attentively, like children in a classroom.
Qi Huang’s relatives and friends were the same. It was, after all, an Immortal’s cultivation insights, priceless to them.
After the sermon, Qi Huang and Cheng Hongling led their relatives and friends away from the Cao estate. As brides-to-be, they naturally had to return to prepare.
Cao Yang escorted them for quite a distance before reluctantly departing. His infatuated expression left some lovestruck girls dazed.
Qi Huang secretly rejoiced that she had switched back to her male persona midway. Otherwise, facing such a handsome and passionate man, she might really have turned into a flirt herself.
Once Cao Yang and the others had left, Qi Huang immediately warned her companions. Since Cao Yin’s Divine Sense could cover the entire planet Lishui, everyone should henceforth converse through mental transmission only.
“Disciple, are you truly confident you can deal with that old monster from the Cao family? He’s a Master-grade Immortal.”
It was Master Shi Yuqi’s concerned voice transmitted through thought.
“Master, have I ever let you down?” Qi Huang reminded her.
“That’s true.”
Shi Yuqi nodded thoughtfully. This disciple of hers had indeed created miracle after miracle, never disappointing her.
“Master, I’ll leave Huarong Sect to you. Tell them to just believe in me, nothing else matters.”
Qi Huang pleaded earnestly.
“No problem. Leave it to me.”
Shi Yuqi gave her firm assurance. She already felt her position as a master was unearned. If she couldn’t even handle such a small matter, what right had she to call herself a teacher?
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Cheng Hongling had remained silent the entire time, her pretty face as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice. Though beautiful, she radiated a chill that made people’s skin crawl.
Qi Huang naturally knew why Cheng Hongling was angry. Feeling guilty, she dared not strike up a conversation, hoping to muddle through the matter quietly.
But reality proved her too naive. That very night, Cheng Hongling stormed into her room.
“Dare to flirt with another man, huh?”
Cheng Hongling bit her red lips as she questioned.
“No, no, no… that’s not—”
Forced back into her female persona, Qi Huang stammered nervously, unable to form a complete sentence.
“Still acting cold toward me, are you?”
Cheng Hongling activated a Sound-Blocking Talisman, advancing step by step.
Terrified, Qi Huang burst into tears, shrinking into a corner, trembling.
“Crying? Crying won’t save you. Tonight, I’ll make sure you understand what happens to women who seduce other men!”
Cheng Hongling’s anger only grew, and she charged forward, launching into a physical scuffle.
In the days that followed, Qi Huang continued to maintain appearances, organizing preparations alongside friends and relatives… all a facade to lull the enemy. The entire arrangement looked convincing enough.
“Is it really necessary to make such a big show of it? It’s not like we’re truly getting married; we could just go through the motions.”
Cheng Hongling asked.
“It’s fine, think of it as practice. Once we’ve dealt with the Cao family, I’ll reveal my true identity and give you a proper wedding then.”
Qi Huang opened up sincerely.
“We’ve been an old couple for ages. Is that even necessary?”
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Cheng Hongling protested verbally, but a blush crept over her cheeks nonetheless.
“Of course it’s necessary. It’s a man’s responsibility.”
Qi Huang’s tone was resolute.
“All right, but I want the ceremony held at night.”
Cheng Hongling’s lips curved mischievously, her eyes gleaming with intent.
“Uh… we’ll discuss that later.”
Qi Huang immediately grew nervous.
“You call yourself a man? Losing your nerve already?”
Cheng Hongling scoffed.
Qi Huang dared not argue. She might be a “man” by day, but at night… not necessarily.
Of course, Qi Huang wasn’t idle either. She continued to use Divine Sense to remotely assimilate the consciousness of Cao Yin’s two doppelgängers.
Because they had been tainted by traces of Assimilation Power, while their physical bodies weren’t feminized, their minds had already reached the threshold for spiritual assimilation.
Under Qi Huang’s relentless effort, the two doppelgängers’ souls were gradually enslaved. At this pace, half a month would be just enough.
‘Cao Yin! You dared steal my wife! This time, I’ll turn your joyous celebration into a funeral.’
Qi Huang sneered coldly.
Meanwhile, those same two weeks felt like years to Cao Yang. Each time he recalled Cheng Hongling’s icy indifference and Qi Huang’s mischievous charm, his heart itched unbearably, as if an invisible hand kept scratching at it.
As the wedding day approached, a sudden thought struck him: since Cheng Hongling and Qi Huang were one and the same, if only the main body married him, wouldn’t that lessen the sense of fulfillment?
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, until finally, he sought out his father.
“Father, could you please inform the Honghua Sect that on the wedding day, Qi Huang must also wear a phoenix coronet and bridal robe, and marry me alongside her main body.”
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Cao Yang implored.
“Why is that? Aren’t they the same person?”
Cao Hui was completely dumbfounded.
“They are indeed one person, but their personalities differ entirely. Besides, Qi Huang is cunning and unfathomable. If I don’t marry her too, I’ll feel unsettled.”
Cao Yang explained, pretending to be rational.
“That makes sense.”
After a moment’s thought, Cao Hui agreed and promptly conveyed the request to Honghua Sect.
“So troublesome!”
Qi Huang fumed. She had planned for her main body to take the stage while she sat back and watched, but who would have thought Cao Yang’s appetite would be so large that he wouldn’t even spare her doppelgänger.
“Ha! Trying to slack off? He saw right through you.”
Cheng Hongling mocked gleefully.
“Tell me, isn’t Cao Yang an idiot? He clearly knows we’re the same person, what’s the point?”
Qi Huang grumbled.
“Of course there’s a point. Though I hate to admit it, the truth is that Cao Yang really wants to marry you. I’m just an extra.”
Cheng Hongling stated bluntly.
“Heh, if he knew I’m actually a man, he wouldn’t be so passionate.”
Qi Huang quipped.
Half a month passed. Since the final thread of spiritual assimilation hadn’t yet been completed, Qi Huang had no choice but to don the phoenix coronet and bridal robe, and accompany her main body as a bride, escorted out of the house together.