Lan Zhan found his entire vision blurring. He couldn't suppress the feeling of nausea, and could only close his eyes. He felt his surroundings shaking, as if it was the earthquake all over again.

All of a sudden, the nauseousness had completely disappeared.

Feeling hesitant, Lan Zhan opened his eyes.

What came to the three couples' vision was a vast expanse of floating land. Up above their heads, the dark night sky seemed closer than ever. On the floating land was a long road, leading to an intersection of many more paths. At every intersection, luxurious buildings and palaces had stood magnificently. Some were made out of pure gold, while others had several pavilions.

Looking at this sight, Wei Wuxian found it hard to accept.

It was dark at night, and for easier navigation, there were several lighted lanterns. The lanterns floated up high in the air, illuminating the magnificent land.

"How envious..." Wei Wuxian sighed. "Not even the Lanling Jin Clan is this wealthy."

Xie Lian chuckled beside him. "Don't worry, Wei-xiong. After a few days, you'll get used to it."

Wei Wuxian, "..." He doubted it.

"How about we go find a place to stay the night?" Xie Lian suggested. "I know just the right place."

In the next second, Xie Lian brought them to a... palace. This palace was different than the others. Instead of being showered in gold, this palace was exquisitely built with crimson red glass. The walls shone of warmth and light, donned in unrivalled wealth.

Upon seeing this, the two couples' jaws had already fallen open. They felt like no amount of gold could afford this property.

"Xie-xiong... are you sure we can live in here?" Shen Qingqiu's hand, which held his fan had shaken quite a couple of times.

Xie Lian nodded for confirmation. "Of course. After all, I invited you in."

"B-But..." Even Luo Binghe was a bit afraid. His own palace back in the Demon Realm was nothing compared to this! "What if the owner of this palace... gets mad at us?"

Xie Lian was confused. "Why would I be angry at you guys?"

The remaining two couples, "..." Wait a second...

"You're the fucking owner?" Shen Qingqiu's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He knew that Xie Lian was definitely a Martial God, but to own such a wealthy palace... and still be a scrap picker? Wasn't that too much?

Xie Lian just smiled reassuringly.

He then pushed open the palace doors. Immediately, a sight of golden and ruby red walls had flooded the three couples' vision. There were plenty of small bridges, crossing over streams of running water, with several lotus flowers drifting on the surface. Many pavilions and gardens had been spread in the palace, filling the building with plenty of surreal colours.

"Welcome to the Palace of Xian Le." Xie Lian welcomed them.

The three couples entered, and the large golden and crimson red double doors had closed behind their back.

"Xie-xiong..." Wei Wuxian was shaken to the core. "What exactly was your upbringing? Were you born as a Prince?!?"

Xie Lian just smiled and didn't refute.

"No way!" Luo Binghe was astonished. "You were a Prince? Then why in the world are you a scrap picker now?"

Xie Lian didn't answer.

Hua Cheng frowned. "Enough. Gege doesn't have to answer all of your questions. It's so inadequate of you guys." He looked down at the remaining two couples, "Now that you know of Gege's identity, you should all build temples and worship him."

The remaining two couples, "..." Build temples and worship? What does Hua Chengzhu take them for?

"Enough." Xie Lian smiled. "Come on. Go and pick out your rooms. There should be more than enough guest rooms for you guys to rest in."

They began assigning rooms. Naturally, Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan shared a room. Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe shared one as well. Upon seeing their assigned rooms, Wei Wuxian could laugh happily. "Look at this, Lan Zhan! This palace is sooo huge, nobody would be able to hear us-"

A hand was slapped across his mouth. Lan Zhan shushed his partner quickly, and shot a look in a certain Ghost King's direction...

Hua Cheng looked like he was profusely sending death threats at the Yiling Patriarch.

His entire body radiated of blood mist. "Don't you even dare do such disgusting things in Gege's palace. If I hear a single sound from your room... I will make sure that you'll never leave alive-"

"San Lang!" Xie Lian nudged his lover, clearly upset at the threat.

He then turned to Wei Wuxian, "Don't listen to San Lang. He means no harm."

Wei Wuxian laughed. "So..." He eyed Xie Lian, "Does that mean Lan Zhan and I can..."

"...if you must." Xie Lian's cheeks dyed a pretty colour of shy crimson red blush. He would often get embarrassed and shy when it came to talking about... affairs.

"YAY!" Upon hearing that, Wei Wuxian broke out in cheer.

He went to five-high Lan Zhan, sneaking a quick kiss at the latter's earlobe. Instantly, Lan Zhan's body had stiffened, with his cold face melting into morning dew. Blush began to crawl up from his clavicles, until his entire neck began to burn in the colour of his flustered appearance.

"YAY!" Unbeknownst to the sight that his husband had to offer, Wei Wuxian went over to high-five Luo Binghe, who happily responded back.

Inwardly, Luo Binghe was crying tears of happiness. Thank you for your courage, Wei-xiong. It is because of you that Xie-xiong defeated Hua Chengzhu, that big monster. This leaves us fellow cultivators the chance to dual cultivate-

His thoughts were interrupted, when Shen Qingqiu snapped his fan shut and smacked Luo Binghe on the head. "Enough, Binghe. I never said anything about what you're thinking."

Luo Binghe, "..." Since when can Shizun hear my mind?

Hua Cheng was not done yet. When he thought about how another pair of men would be messing around in his lover's palace... even if it was in a guest bedroom... Hua Cheng couldn't accept this! This was equivalent to people staining and dirtying his Gege's living quarters!

Hua Cheng strongly disagreed to this!

No matter what, he must make sure that nobody properly sleep tonight! Except for Gege, of course.

At nighttime, Hua Cheng and Xie Lian had both tucked themselves under the covers. After making sure that his lover had fallen asleep, Hua Cheng crept out from bed. His movements were utterly light like a feather, as if he was merely a wandering ghost (well, he is).

Closing the door behind, Hua Cheng began to move towards a specific guest room.

Arriving, Hua Cheng stopped before the entrance. He inched towards the door, listening in for any sound. To his surprise, there was no sound.

"...how could this be..." Hua Cheng muttered under his breath.

To him, Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan were like two dogs who never had enough. It was only at certain life-endangered moments did he realize that these two are cultivators, and that they could fight. But at times like this... yeah, Hua Cheng didn't see them as humans anymore.

Hua Cheng wanted to knock on the door.

All of a sudden, a silk bandage wrapped around his arm. At that instant, Hua Cheng stiffened. He rigidly turned around, facing his lover's blank face.

"San Lang..."

"Gege," Hua Cheng immediately kowtowed, "San Lang was wrong."

Xie Lian looked at his lover, who was kowtowing and pressing his forehead against the ground. The scrap picker sighed, "Out of everyone, San Lang should be the last person to kowtow to me." He picked his lover up from the ground.

Hua Cheng guiltily took a peek at Xie Lian's expression.

At that moment, Xie Lian still appeared gentle. However, he seemed quite tired. "San Lang, come join me. I can't fall asleep without you."

Upon hearing that, Hua Cheng quickly took his lover's hands in his own. Cold hands enveloped warm ones, as the Ghost King gently spoke, "I'll always be by your side, Your Highness."

They took a few steps back, but then, Hua Cheng suddenly had a premonition.

He let out a wisp of spiritual energy, which gently nudged the guest bedroom door... slowly until it finally creaked open...

To Hua Cheng's astonishment, there was nobody inside that bedroom!

Where could Wei Wuxian and his husband be...? Don't tell me... they knew that I would check up on them at night, so they purposely switched rooms!?! For the first time in his life, Hua Cheng felt a feeling of unease.

He should've just knocked the door down! That way, he would've long discovered that the two cultivators were gone! Which room could they possibly be in?

But Hua Cheng couldn't fulfill his curiosity, since he promised his lover to sleep together.

When he and his lover returned back to their bedroom, Hua Cheng stripped of his outer robes. He looked down at the crimson red fabric, still feeling a tint of unease.

He knew that at that moment, somewhere in Gege's palace, a place was getting dirtied.

All of a sudden, something warm plopped onto his shoulder. Hua Cheng turned around, finding that Xie Lian had set his chin on the Ghost King's pale and bare shoulder. "What is San Lang thinking about?" The scrap picker asked nasally.

Hua Cheng's heart softened. His cold face had loosened up.

He smiled, "I was worrying that Gege's palace would be dirtied."

Xie Lian pouted. "You're saying that like it hasn't been dirtied by us before."

Hearing that, Hua Cheng's gaze darkened. Under his breath, he mouthed the words to himself, "Oh, Your Highness. You will be the death of me."

Shen Qingqiu snuck out of his room. He turned down a few corridors, then finally arrived at a guest bedroom. This guest bedroom was the room that Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan had moved to, which Shen Qingqiu had accidentally witnessed.

"Oh, Wei-xiong." Shen Qingqiu sighed.

He heard the ambiguous sounds behind that door. Just getting a whiff of that sound made his fur all rifled up. Shen Qingqiu held a slip of paper in one hand.

He slid that paper into the bedroom, through the crack under the door.

"Wei-xiong," Shen Qingqiu held his forehead. "You should be grateful for this."

In the morning, Wei Wuxian discovered a slip of paper under his bedroom door. Opening it, he found the handwriting familiar; it was written by Shen-xiong.

On the paper, it wrote:

Dear Yiling Patriarch,

I know that what's done has been done. Therefore, I suggest you to hurry up and curry favour with Xie-xiong before it's too late. You really might not be able to leave this palace alive. Hua Chengzhu has his one eye on you. Xie-xiong is the only way to avoid your precedented death.

Good luck, Wei-xiong. Be prepared to sell your body to the lil' scrap picker, otherwise...

Remember, this is none of my business,

Shen Qingqiu

Wei Wuxian scrunched the paper up in a ball, lighting it up in flames. "What meaning is this, Shen-xiong!" He felt slightly hurt that his comrade, who has gone through life-and-death situations with him... was just going to leave him fighting this vexing problem alone!

Wei Wuxian sneered, "Forget it."

He knew that he will definitely not leave the palace alive. Well, that doesn't really matter, as long as he pulls Shen Qingqiu down the abyss with him.

Meanwhile, Feng Xin and Mu Qing were still fighting in Square Town...

The three couples: Having the time of their lives at the Heavenly Capital...

Meanwhile, there's Yunmeng Jiang...

Jiang Cheng: QAQ When will they come back? I've been waiting here for ages

Lan Xichen: The more time we have, the better

Jin Ling: Why do I feel like my Uncle is in danger?