In no time, the beautiful maid led him to a hall on the top floor of the large ship.

The exceptionally familiar, stunning woman sat upright on a jade chair in the center of the hall, a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Hall Master, Xiao Yifeng has been brought here," the maid said respectfully.

Seeing the two enter, Liu Hanyan snapped out of her thoughts and waved the maid away. "Hmm, you may leave now."

After the maid left with a bow, Xiao Yifeng felt a pang of anxiety as Liu Hanyan's beautiful eyes swept over him.

"Your name is Xiao Yifeng, right? Tell me, how do you know my name? Who exactly are you? Are you an undercover agent from the Astral Holy Palace?" Liu Hanyan's cold voice echoed.

"I'm certainly not an undercover agent. I know it sounds unbelievable, Hanyan, but I'm actually your husband from the future," Xiao Yifeng said with some difficulty.

Seeing him continue to speak nonsense, Liu Hanyan's face grew even colder. Her jade-like hand gripped the armrest of the jade chair tightly.

She was the most renowned Fairy Guanghan in the cultivation world, as her name suggested, as aloof as a celestial being, pure and untainted.

Since she began cultivating, countless young talents had fallen at her feet. She was the dream lover of many cultivators, pursued by many.

Due to her past experiences, she despised men and focused solely on the Dao, uninterested in romantic relationships, thus remaining single to this day.

Since reaching the Great Ascension stage in her cultivation, no man dared to be presumptuous in her presence.

Unexpectedly, on her way back to the sect, she encountered a pack of wolf demons attacking a village and saved a little brat who kept spouting nonsense and disrespecting her.

How could Liu Hanyan not be angry? She furrowed her brows, pursed her lips, and said coldly: "Don't think that just because you're a child, I won't hold you accountable. Speak! Who sent you, and how did you learn my real name?"

Having been married for years, Xiao Yifeng knew Liu Hanyan very well. Seeing her like this, he knew she was genuinely intent on killing him.

"How do I prove my wife is my wife? This is really difficult. Of course, you told me your real name," Xiao Yifeng said, looking distressed.

"Oh, right, your favorite fruit is bananas, and you're most afraid of snakes. You don't like cats and dogs because you were bitten by them before you started cultivating. Your childhood nickname is Yanyan, and your name was chosen by a fortune teller your father consulted..."

He racked his brains to recall everything he knew about Liu Hanyan, spilling it out like pouring grains.

The more Liu Hanyan listened, the more serious she became. This boy knew so much about her preferences.

Moreover, he seemed to know the ins and outs of the Heaven-Inquiry Sect, suggesting there was an undercover agent in the Flying Snow Hall who had been around her for a long time.

Xiao Yifeng was speaking enthusiastically, not noticing Liu Hanyan's growing murderous intent. He saw her stand up, her jade hand rising gently.

Xiao Yifeng felt a force pulling him uncontrollably into the air, an invisible hand gripping his neck as his legs kicked helplessly.

"You claim to be my husband and say you're from the future. Then tell me, what is the future like? Do you really think I'll believe your nonsense?" Liu Hanyan said mockingly.

"I'm telling the truth. By the way, you have the Frigid Ice Severed Meridian, and you practice the Ice Soul Manual, not the Nine Volumes of Heaven-Inquiry from the Heaven-Inquiry Sect... and... look at this."

Xiao Yifeng struggled to breathe as he kicked his legs in the air, speaking with difficulty.

He drew in the air with his small hand, and Liu Hanyan recognized the diagram as the path of the Ice Soul Manual she practiced.

Liu Hanyan's stunning face remained expressionless, but her heart was in turmoil.

No one should know her main cultivation technique except her master. How did he know?

If her previous intent to kill was to scare Xiao Yifeng, now her murderous intent was real.

Liu Hanyan couldn't help but increase the pressure with her hand, saying coldly: "I didn't expect you to know even this. It seems your organization has deeply infiltrated our Flying Snow Hall. Tell me, who in my hall is your mole? I'll give you a quick death."

Xiao Yifeng found it increasingly difficult to breathe, his limbs twitching involuntarily, his eyes rolling back as everything before him grew darker.

I'm going to die! I'm going to die!

Xiao Yifeng knew that if he didn't provide some decisive evidence, he might really meet his end here.

The Seven Kill Demon Lord of the Astral Holy Palace, reborn, dying at the hands of his future wife—how ironic.

"Hanyan... I know you have a red birthmark on your inner thigh, like a teardrop. On your right breast is a blue lotus, formed by your practice of the Ice Soul Manual...

This manual is a furnace technique. If you fail, your power will be transferred to another. Your master had you practice it to offer you to someone in exchange for elixirs to extend his life, but you discovered this and killed him.

Your first menstruation was at fifteen, and you were so scared you cried and ran to your master, thinking you were dying. Hanyan... please let me go, I'm really going to die."

Xiao Yifeng felt his mind growing fuzzy, shouting with all his might.

Hearing these words, Liu Hanyan's beautiful face alternated between blushing and icy cold, but she finally released her grip.

Freed from the restraint, Xiao Yifeng fell to the ground, gasping for fresh air and coughing violently.

"Cough, cough... now do you believe me? These are... cough... things you told me yourself. Besides heaven and earth, only you and I know, no third person.

Your body has only been seen by me, your husband, and no one else. This can't be something an undercover agent would know."

Having nearly died at Liu Hanyan's hands, Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but feel a lingering fear, speaking with some annoyance.

"Impossible, how could this be? How do you know even these things? These secrets, no one but me should know!"

At this moment, Liu Hanyan seemed struck by lightning, murmuring to herself.

She didn't know what she thought of, but her face suddenly turned pale. She took a few steps back weakly and collapsed onto the jade chair.

Even the calming effect of the Ice Soul Manual couldn't steady her heart; she knew her mind was in chaos.

What this child said were indeed things no one but herself knew, especially the matters between her and her master.

She had killed her master to rise to power, a secret buried deep in her heart, unimaginable to share with others.

Moreover, the intimate details of her body—could this little brat really be her husband?

This can't be, this can't be. Because of her master's betrayal, she had always despised men.

Liu Hanyan used the Ice Soul Manual to maintain a sliver of clarity, asking, "Since you claim to be from the future, then tell me more about the future. Who are you? Why are you here?"

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Hearing Liu Hanyan ask about the future, Xiao Yifeng knew she believed him, and he relaxed, allowing himself to reminisce.

"The next few hundred years will be a chaotic era unseen in a millennium. Fifty years from now, the second War between Good and Evil will begin, with countless casualties on both sides.

Then, over the next three hundred years, the third and fourth Wars between Good and Evil will erupt, with constant turmoil in the Divine Continent. The Crimson Sky Cult will join the Demon Cult.

The Luoshu Sect will become nominal, its sect master killed in battle, the Mysterious Moon Palace's palace master perishing alongside two holy envoys from the Astral Holy Palace, and the Formless Monastery's two great monks passing away...

As for me, I was an ordinary servant disciple of the Heaven-Inquiry Sect. After years of effort, I became a true disciple, but after less than thirty good years in the Boundless Hall, I was accused of killing my master and fled, eventually joining the Astral Holy Palace..."

Liu Hanyan listened to his incredible tales, wanting to interrupt but holding back, curious to see what else he would say.

When she heard Xiao Yifeng was from the Astral Holy Palace, she couldn't help but frown, asking in shock, "You're from the Astral Holy Palace!!!"

The Astral Holy Palace was the leader of the Demon Cult, a mortal enemy of the Righteous Path. This guy was indeed an undercover agent from the Astral Holy Palace.

Xiao Yifeng knew her aversion to the Astral Holy Palace and quickly said, "Hanyan, I had no choice but to join the Astral Holy Palace. I never did anything heinous!"

"Then why are you here?" Liu Hanyan asked.

Xiao Yifeng replied with some melancholy, "After the fourth War between Good and Evil, I wanted to retire with you, so I hid outside the Heaven-Inquiry Sect, but Qingyan found me..."

He suddenly shivered, realizing he had misspoken, and quickly corrected himself, "Ah no, it was an enemy who found me, and we perished together.

When I opened my eyes, I saw you, Hanyan. I discovered that for hundreds of years, there's been a mastermind manipulating both the righteous and evil paths. You and I are just pawns in his game."

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