"Divine Son, Miss Toba, let me introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Ian Song. Fellow Daoist Song, these are our Fire God Church's Divine Son Fletcher Toba and his younger sister Diana Toba." Blaze Yance made the introductions.
"No need. I already know this bastard!" Fletcher Toba glared at Ian Song, his tone icy.
Hearing this, Blaze Yance's expression tightened. 'Little Demon Song' was a notorious killer—if the Divine Son provoked him and got hurt or killed, Blaze would never escape blame.
He quickly said, "Divine Son, is there some misunderstanding here?"
At the same time, he regretted it inwardly. If he'd known earlier about the grudge between 'Little Demon Song' and the Divine Son, he never would have brought the Divine Son here.
Ian Song spoke up at that moment: "No need to worry, Altar Master Blaze. Actually, Fletcher and I have a great relationship. Isn't that right, Fletcher?"
"Like hell we do! I'd love nothing more than to gut you!" Fletcher Toba snorted coldly.
Blaze Yance shuddered at Fletcher's words, thinking things were about to go south. In his mind, Ian Song was a lawless troublemaker—if he dared to offend the Prime One Church and destroy so many branch altars, he surely wouldn't fear the Fire God Church either.
But what puzzled him was that, even with the Divine Son hurling insults, 'Little Demon Song' didn't seem angry at all. From start to finish, he just kept smiling.
Just then—
Diana Toba suddenly stepped toward Ian Song, her eyes full of emotion. "Song-lang, you were so hard to find! Were you avoiding me on purpose?"
Hearing Diana call him that, Ian Song's face grew awkward again. He'd caused her to lose her Divine Daughter position—not intentionally, but still partly his fault. Later, he'd indirectly rescued her but then left without a word. So, in the end, he couldn't help feeling a bit guilty toward Diana.
He hurriedly said, "Of course not! Why would I ever avoid you on purpose?"
On the side, Blaze Yance was left dumbfounded. Why was Diana Toba calling 'Little Demon Song' 'Song-lang'? Could they really...?
"Really?" Diana Toba's face lit up with joy.
"Of course it's true," Ian Song nodded seriously.
"If that's true, then why didn't you come to the Fire God Church to find me? You liar—I'm going to kill you!"
As soon as she finished, a bright Silver Moon Scimitar appeared in Diana's hand. With a flourish, she unleashed dozens of narrow arcs of blade-qi from all directions, slashing at Ian Song.
"What's going on?"
Seeing this, Blaze Yance was completely stunned. Just a moment ago, those two looked like a loving couple—how did things flip so suddenly?
On the side, Fletcher Toba was thoroughly enjoying the scene. He shouted, "Go for it, little sister! Best if you kill that bastard!"
After two years of secluded cultivation, Diana Toba's realm had recovered to late Soul-Split and even improved a bit, but in front of Ian Song, she still wasn't much of a threat.
Seeing the dozens of blade-qi flying toward him, Ian Song debated whether to block or dodge, but at the last moment made a decision that surprised everyone.
"Pupupupu!"
Dozens of blade-qi struck him almost simultaneously, leaving dozens of long, narrow wounds across his body. Blood gushed out, staining him red.
"What the...?" Blaze Yance froze, staring in disbelief. How could 'Little Demon Song' be this weak—unable to dodge even one of Diana Toba's attacks? Was this Ian Song an imposter?
Fletcher Toba was surprised too—he'd fought Ian Song before, and back then Ian was invincible at his level, even Fletcher couldn't beat him. How could he suddenly be this weak? No, something fishy was going on!
Diana Toba, who'd meant to keep attacking, was stunned too. Seeing those dozens of gruesome wounds on Ian Song, her eyes flashed with guilt and distress. She shouted, "You bastard, why didn't you dodge?"
Her voice even had a hint of tears.
Covered in dozens of gashes, Ian Song's expression didn't change. Instead, he smiled gently at Diana. "If I'd dodged, wouldn't you be even angrier? As long as you're not mad, you can slash me all you want—even kill me—and I'll accept it gladly!"
Hearing Ian Song's words, Diana Toba's eyes instantly filled with tears. Her curved blade clattered to the ground, and her heart was overflowing with emotion.
As an onlooker, Fletcher Toba instantly understood Ian Song's plan—this bastard was playing the sympathy card! He quickly shouted, "Sis, don't fall for his sweet talk! Pick up your blade and keep slashing him!"
Ian Song's face darkened at Fletcher's goading, but he quickly recovered. With a wave of his hand, Diana's curved blade flew into his grasp. He then walked toward her.
Next, he grabbed Diana Toba's hand and placed the curved blade back into it. "If hurting me makes you feel better, then go ahead—I won't complain. After all, I'm the one who wronged you!"
"You really think you wronged me?" Diana's eyes suddenly flashed with mischief.
"I do!"
"Then if you agree to one condition, I'll forgive you," Diana continued.
"What condition?" Ian Song asked with a smile, though he felt a bit wary. From experience, he knew Diana had a mischievous heart—if he said he'd agree to anything, he'd only end up regretting it.
"Promise me first," Diana pressed, staring at him.
"Alright!" Ian Song had no way out, so he braced himself and agreed. "As long as it doesn't go against my principles, I'll do anything you ask!"
Diana Toba demanded again, "I want you to divorce Lila Li and marry me!"
Ian Song's face fell. "Diana, in my heart, you and Lila are equally important. If I hurt either of you, I'd never have peace for the rest of my life. I'm sorry, but I truly can't do it!"
"Hmph!" Diana's pretty face turned cold. "Enough with the noble talk! Clearly Lila Li means more to you than I do!"
"My sister's right! Just looking at this bastard's fake face makes me sick. Hurry up and use your Silver Moon Scimitar on him!" Fletcher Toba chimed in from the side.
Hearing this, Ian Song couldn't help but mutter inwardly, "Is this what having a brother-in-law is like?"
"Tell me, who do you really want? Lila Li or me?" Diana Toba raised her Silver Moon Scimitar, pointing it at Ian Song as she demanded an answer.
"I want both!" Ian Song declared firmly.
"Hmph! Typical two-faced scoundrel—I'm going to kill you!"
Anger and frustration flashed in Diana Toba's eyes. The Silver Moon Scimitar in her hand gleamed brightly, like a bolt of lightning, as she swung it fiercely at Ian Song's neck.