The wedding of Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun was officially scheduled.

The two were already legally registered as a married couple, but they lacked a formal wedding ceremony. What was conventionally just a ceremonial procedure held a unique significance in the hearts of Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun, representing a transition from a formal marriage to an official one.

"Having told both families, how about we hold the wedding at the end of October? Zhaojun, what do you think?" Ye Fan smiled at Li Zhaojun.

Ever since Li Zhaojun's memory was unlocked by Ye Fan's Pure Yang spiritual energy, her heart had fully belonged to Ye Fan. At this moment, she would listen to and obey him completely. Li Zhaojun nodded and said, "Everything will be up to you."

With a beautiful wife, Ye Fan was truly eager to immediately share a passionate wedding night with Li Zhaojun, but he always had to consider the last boundaries between them, which for Ye Fan was also a torment.

However, Ye Fan did feel guilty, as he already had quite a few women before his lovely wife, some of whom he could not let go of.

This wedding would surely have a lot of attendees, but those women around him could not attend. He couldn't let Li Zhaojun be concerned nor let those women develop resentments towards him after seeing his wedding with Li Zhaojun.

It was exhausting for Ye Fan to maneuver among different women.

Just as Ye Fan returned to Huahai City, he received a call from Tantai Wanrong. As his phone was off, the call was transferred by Sun Ning: "...Xiao Fan, what on earth is going on? Your phone is off or the calls are being forwarded to someone else. Are you so immersed in cultivation that you've completely disregarded basic social customs?"

As soon as Tantai Wanrong spoke to Ye Fan, her tone was somewhat off, akin to reprimanding him.

Ye Fan said, "Aunt Rong, since you know how busy I am, if it's urgent, leave a message and I'll see it."

"Message, message, all you know is leaving messages. I don't care where you are now, come see me immediately, I have something to ask you!" Tantai Wanrong's tone carried an undeniable authority.

With that, Tantai Wanrong hung up the phone directly.

Li Zhaojun asked, "Ye Fan, what about big sister..."

"Aunt Rong asked me to see her, says it's urgent, but I don't know how to explain things to her when we meet." Ye Fan sighed slightly.

Li Zhaojun nodded slightly. In truth, women are the most sensitive. Having once accompanied them to the Pan Gu secret realm, after Tantai Wanrong began cultivating with the Light Refining Pill, she became utterly absorbed in thoughts of Ye Fan, even pleasuring herself with Ye Fan in her mind. Despite Li Zhaojun's tolerance, she couldn't stand to see another woman—and one she admired greatly—express affection for her man.

Even if Tantai Wanrong was just influenced by spiritual energy cultivation, that still wasn't acceptable.

But Li Zhaojun understood that Tantai Wanrong's choice wasn't wrong. Putting herself in her shoes, a man who makes one feel secure and leads them into the cultivation world—how could she not also become hopelessly infatuated with Ye Fan?

Seeing Li Zhaojun seemingly lost in thought, Ye Fan couldn't help but say, "Zhaojun, come with me to see Aunt Rong."

"I'd better not go. Last time, when I went to inform her about the wedding, I felt big sister had a lot of hostility towards me. Ye Fan, do you know why?" Li Zhaojun asked with a touch of grievance in her eyes.

Ye Fan gave an awkward laugh; the reason was obvious. The last time they visited Tantai Wanrong's home, it wasn't just Tantai Wanrong; even Zhao Mengya was hostile towards Li Zhaojun. It was a silent but fierce battle among women for him, though Li Zhaojun wasn't a foolish woman—she could sense the external hostility and pressure.

Ye Fan said, "Perhaps it's because Aunt Rong has always been single, so she's envious of you."

"Even you, Ye Fan, say that big sister is envious of me, so I shouldn't go. If you have things to say to big sister, make sure to come back early. I'll be waiting for you." Li Zhaojun finished, tidying Ye Fan's clothes like a dutiful little wife, as if to say, no matter how wild and free you are outside, remember there is a home and a woman waiting for you here. Don't lose your home.

Li Zhaojun finally looked up slightly at Ye Fan, sticking out a small tongue to lick her lips shyly, as if to say, though we can't be a real married couple, you'll still receive my thoughtful service when you return. Do come back soon.

"Little temptress." Ye Fan gently stroked Li Zhaojun's cheek and said, "Wait for me to come back."

Li Zhaojun rolled her eyes at Ye Fan but still watched him walk away. Seeing him look back from afar gave her a sense of happiness; it meant Ye Fan cared about her, showed that she resided in his heart. Even though she had now reached the Body Integration Realm in her cultivation, she remained a little girl singularly devoted to Ye Fan and couldn't imagine life in daily routines or cultivation without him.

Ye Fan stepped out of the villa and got into the car. Ye Fan took the wheel, and Sang Yuan materialized before him, seating herself in the passenger seat.

Earlier, as Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun shared a few loving gestures, Sang Yuan had been observing from the sidelines. However, she purposely concealed her presence, so even Li Zhaojun was unaware of her existence due to the Blood Oath and Tongling Mirror. Sang Yuan couldn't hide her presence from Ye Fan.

"Young Master and Mistress are truly affectionate." Sang Yuan admitted to a tinge of jealousy.

Sang Yuan now served as Ye Fan's personal guard, stationed near him constantly to ward off potential attacks from evil forces. Out of respect for Ye Fan's privacy, Sang Yuan frequently had to disguise herself as if she were an invisible companion always nearby.

Ye Fan chuckled, "What, are you jealous?"

"How could this servant have the right to envy Young Master and Mistress? This servant perceives the profound love Young Master holds for Mistress, different from his feelings toward this servant. It's merely admiration. Young Master..." Sang Yuan said, as her hands reached out, her face softening with warmth.

Ye Fan laughed, "I'll drive slower; do it yourself."

"Mm. Thank you, Young Master." Sang Yuan was very happy, as if she was a newlywed bride, deeply attached to her husband. And given Sang Yuan's age and cultivation level, an ordinary person wouldn't easily win her over, but Ye Fan was precisely the man who could conquer her.

The car moved very slowly, and it was impossible for others to see what was happening inside because Ye Fan used spiritual energy to form a visual barrier around the car.

Eventually, arriving at Baiyun community, Sang Yuan snuggled against Ye Fan, her face flushed. Ye Fan said with a smile, "Tidy up your clothes; I need to get out. Just follow me later."

"No way, this servant will not leave Young Master's side." Despite being very tired, Sang Yuan quickly tidied her clothes and accompanied Ye Fan to get out of the car together.

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