River Heart Feather

Many years after the era of immortal cultivation, one day someone carelessly asked the Demon Queen,
“I heard that the First Lady of the Demon Realm is your dear sister-friend?”
Upon hearing this, the Demon Queen's eyebrows shot up and her almond-shaped eyes widened,
“Dear sister-friend my ass, she stole my man!”
No sooner had she spoken these words than the exceptionally handsome man beside her slowly shifted his gaze from the book in his hands and cast her a fleeting glance, making the inquirer feel as if the temperature in the hall had suddenly dropped, and their body had plunged into an icy cavern...
The Demon Queen glared at the man nonchalantly,
“Did I say something wrong?”
It later became known that the Demon King's wife and the Demon Queen were once close friends who became enemies over a man, a scandal that spread across all realms. Then someone with a death wish approached the First Lady of the Demon Realm, who always looked gentle and kind, and asked,
“Madam, I heard that it was the Wolf Clan's Demon Queen who brought you to this realm back in the day, and that afterwards you both ventured through various realms together, facing life and death side by side as sworn sisters. But later... I heard that you and her... had a falling out over a man?”
With a slight smile, the Demon King's wife gently sipped from her white porcelain teacup and said,
“Did she say I stole her man?”
After nodding in acknowledgment,
“That is indeed the case!”
The listener was taken aback, internally exclaiming,
“So the rumors are true, did our Madam Wang actually have an affair with that Demon Queen?”
While lost in thought, the listener heard the tea-drinker add another sentence,
“But... she also stole my man after all!”
The questioner's eyes widened, and their mouth gaped open. Before they could even take a breath of cool air in shock,
So you two were swapping partners?
At that moment, a sudden loud bang came from outside, and a voice bellowed like a mighty bell,
“Boom...”
“You said... who is your man?”

I Fell for My Cultivation Bestie's Husband

Pretty Boy didn't show any surprise, and asked coldly,


The old man looked at him just as coldly, and after a long while, he spat out two words,


Pretty Boy then turned his face to Gu Shi Yi, knowing that it was his cue to step in. He leaned over and asked,


"What do you think of this item, is it worth a hundred thousand Spirit Stones?"


Before Pretty Boy could speak, the old man had heard and promptly lifted the lid off the black pottery jar, releasing a surge of Yin Energy that shot up to the sky. Then, a plume of black smoke rose from the jar and soon engulfed half of the market,


Something in the black smoke, sensing the presence of the living below, let out a series of shrill howls,


The piercing sound, filled with endless resentment, invaded the eardrums like claws scratching at one's heart. Many frowned, and Pretty Boy looked up, nodded, and said,


"Good, not bad, at least three hundred years old..."


Chapter 182: Ten Thousand State Conference (4)