Volume One, Chapter 127: The Divine Maiden of Mount Kunlun.

“Marrying a mountain spirit?” Liuli didn’t understand the first two words. She knew what marrying meant, but what was this mountain spirit?

Seeing Liuli’s confusion, Jiang Chen explained, “Mountain spirits and wraiths are natural beings born from within the mountains. They’re like mountain gods, both originating from the mountains, but while mountain gods protect people, these creatures harm them.”

After hearing the explanation, Li Changsheng said, “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s get out and chop them down!”

Jiang Chen waved his hand, “The dragon vein is what matters right now. These things like to put on a show by themselves. They probably aren’t really having a wedding—they’re just taking advantage of the emptiness to have some fun.”

“Fine, we’ll let them off this time,” Li Changsheng decided to wait until they left before driving again.

But soon, a tall horse stopped right in front of their SUV.

“Why did it stop here?” Li Changsheng asked, puzzled.

“Come, lift this SUV back for me. I want these people to be my audience as I celebrate marrying a human wife!” the mountain spirit’s voice was loud and clear to all.

“This… I think this thing is missing a few screws in the head,” Li Changsheng said without holding back.

“Definitely not very smart,” Shen Huaizhu agreed.

Jiang Chen covered his forehead. He had initially considered letting the creature go, but once it mentioned marrying a human wife, there was no way they could let it off.

Now, the situation had completely reversed.

“Master, they don’t seem very afraid of us,” said the paper man.

The mountain spirit tilted its head, looking at them with a confused and ugly face. Why weren’t these humans afraid of him?

“Can you see me?” the mountain spirit barked sharply.

Jiang Chen said, “Get out of the car.”

They quickly got out. Li Changsheng said, “I’ll give you two choices: kill yourself, or I kill you. Pick one!”

The mountain spirit looked down at them and laughed, “Ha ha ha! Just a few of you? You want to kill me?”

“This is my territory. I decide who comes in, who gets killed. What business is it of yours?”

Jiang Chen keenly caught a blind spot through the mist. “You let someone in at will? So, has a group been living here all this time?”

“You mean those islanders? That’s right. I let them in. You don’t know—they gave me fifty years’ worth of power to work for them, and even let me marry a beautiful wife!” The mountain spirit’s expression grew wildly arrogant.

Jiang Chen exhaled slowly. “Do it, Changsheng. Cut off his limbs but keep him alive—I have use for him.”

“Yeah, I’ve been itching to get started,” Li Changsheng said, drawing his sword, its cold gleam flashing.

The mountain spirit snorted coldly, knowing these people had some skill.

“Don’t think I’m afraid of—ah!” Just as it leapt, it was cut off mid-sentence by sudden pain.

Its limbs seemed to detach uncontrollably, causing it to lose balance and crash heavily to the ground.

No longer did it have the demeanor of a groom; soaked in sweat, the mountain spirit’s expression changed from arrogant to frightened, then to nervous and terrified.

Its limbs were ruthlessly severed.

“Don’t! Don’t kill me, please!” it begged in fear, its earlier bravado completely vanished.

Li Changsheng placed his sword at the creature’s neck.

Jiang Chen crouched and asked, “Say that again— you let that group of islanders in and took benefits from them, right?”

Mountain spirit: “I… I took what they gave me, but I only let them into the mountain. I didn’t let them do anything else. That’s not my fault. Besides, they promised not to cause trouble.”

“Do you even know where the spiritual energy you consume comes from? This is Daxia; you’re taking Daxia’s energy. As a native being conspiring with those islanders, do you really believe they won’t do anything? Do you believe that yourself?” Jiang Chen challenged.

The mountain spirit kept arguing, “But they didn’t do anything, and you have no proof!”

Jiang Chen stepped on its chest. “Stubborn dog, conspiring with outsiders to destroy Daxia’s dragon vein— you deserve to die!”

Bang—

Jiang Chen’s foot pressed down, and the mountain spirit dissolved into mist, disappearing completely.

That single step had crushed not only its body but also its soul.

“What about these paper men? Without the mountain spirit’s control, they seem to have lost all vitality,” Li Changsheng tapped on one that had looked so lifelike moments ago.

“No need to worry about those things. When dawn comes, these evil creatures tainted with yin energy will vanish,” Jiang Chen said.

Originally, they hadn’t intended to get involved, but since the mountain spirit claimed to have married a human bride, it was clearly stolen—by force, no less. Perhaps because the cultivators guarding the Lingqin region had disappeared, the mountain spirit dared to confront humans openly.

All these chain reactions stemmed from those islanders recklessly stirring trouble in Daxia!

Jiang Chen approached the sedan chair. “By the way, is there any custom for opening the sedan chair? I remember in my home, the groom is supposed to come and pull back the curtain. Why don’t one of you try?”

Li Changsheng rolled up his sleeves to step forward but turned his head to find Liuli staring at him. Embarrassed, he changed the subject. “Cough, I think I just twisted my hand. You guys handle it—you’re more familiar with this anyway.”

Liuli said, “I’m afraid you’ll mess it up.”

Shen Huaizhu remained silent, and Jiang Chen sighed, “Fine, I’ll do it.”

Jiang Chen pulled back the curtain, revealing a girl inside wearing a white long dress like a goddess. Her skin was fair, her face flawless, as if she were a natural jade.

Pure and noble, her elegance was breathtaking.

Yet the girl’s eyes were closed; she appeared unconscious.

“This?! So beautiful,” Li Changsheng said in shock.

Liuli sneered, “Heh, why don’t you hold her? You might just deliver her back, and if she’s happy, maybe you two could have a good marriage.”

Li Changsheng hurriedly explained, “I was just joking. This kind of thing is better left to Jiang Chen.”

The air was thick with jealousy, and Shen Huaizhu couldn’t help but laugh.

“Ah, why is it her…” Jiang Chen covered his head, looking utterly stunned.

“Huh? What do you mean? Did you know her before?” Li Changsheng asked curiously.

“This is the Kunlun Mountain Goddess…”