In this instant, Lu Qingshan’s thoughts raced.
Pie doesn’t fall from the sky.
From the bits and pieces he heard from Chi Pu and Diao Feng, he knew that "Ying Mingyue" held no low status, and there was even a Blood Divine Sand Vein as part of her dowry.
Blood Divine Sand was one of the top-quality precious minerals in the Burning Moon Domain.
Each ounce of Blood Divine Sand was exceedingly valuable.
In a world where resources were already drying up, a mine that was still producing was all the more precious.
Yet, how could such a wealthy "maiden" of the Demon Race be disregarded by Chi Pu and Diao Feng, who insisted on pushing this matter onto Qing Ge?
Lu Qingshan was certain there must be some hidden intricacy in this matter that he was unaware of.
Otherwise, why would the three of them beat around the bush about such a good thing?
Was it because Ying Mingyue was too ugly, and thus, the three brothers were not interested?
The possibility was slim.
From the intelligence Lu Qingshan had gathered during this time, such a scenario would only be possible for Qing Ge.
Chi Pu and Diao Feng might not be the brightest of minds, but they were definitely astute.
What could mere beauty amount to for them?
What then might be the reason that they would forsake meat at their mouth?
Unless courting "Ying Mingyue" entailed some hefty price.
A price so heavy that they were unwilling to pay.
As for the specifics of this price...
Facts were too scarce to deduce it.
Lu Qingshan was calmly analyzing the situation.
On the other hand, seeing Lu Qingshan silent, Chi Pu thought he was at a loss for words due to his accusation and hurriedly pressed his advantage, intensifying his efforts to persuade him.
"I know you don’t want to leave the Sen Luo King Realm; to be honest, neither do we.
After all, the Jian Luo King City may be great, but it’s ultimately not our territory, not comfortable!
But it’s rare for the Shi Wu Demon Venerable to show goodwill toward our Sen Luo King Realm; if we can grab onto this opportunity, we might be able to increase our say at the royal court.
This will bring many benefits to the Sen Luo King Realm."
Chi Pu argued with conviction, "Actually, my brother Diao Feng and I were both willing to agree to this for our father’s sake.
It’s just that, despite how favored Ying Mingyue might be, she’s still just an illegitimate daughter with impure bloodline, whereas my brother and I are both of pure blood, legitimate sons of our father.
It’s not that we think too highly of ourselves or look down upon her.
The problem lies in the condition set by the Shi Wu Demon Venerable that whoever marries Ying Mingyue must marry into her family, leave the Sen Luo King Realm, head to Jian Luo King City, and become a husband joining his wife’s family.
If either of us were to do it, that’d appear as if the lord of the mighty Sen Luo King Realm, the Ao Ren Demon Venerable’s legitimate offspring, was marrying into the Ying Family. How would that look to the outside world?
Wouldn’t it suggest that my father considers himself lower than the Shi Wu Demon Venerable?"
In a society with strict social classes, the notion of matching families is deeply ingrained.
Chi Pu’s words were logical, one by one.
"Qing Ge’s" expression grew graver, seemingly unable to refute.
Lu Qingshan watched Chi Pu while his thoughts diverged completely from the expression on his face.
Such a trifling matter, and here I thought someone was going to steal my eggs.
He understood why the previous Qing Ge had been reluctant to agree to this.
Because once he had agreed, it meant that Qing Ge would have to leave the Sen Luo King Realm and head to the Jian Luo Royal Court.
It also meant that everything in the Sen Luo King Realm would no longer have anything to do with him.
However, although Qing Ge’s current momentum was not as strong as that of Chi Pu and Diao Feng, he was highly valued by the Ao Ren Demon Venerable, and there was a possibility he could rise abruptly in the future and turn the tables.
How could he willingly give up everything in the Sen Luo King Realm?
After all, if there were really no hope left, who would want to depend on others?
—Lu Qingshan was willing, very willing.
The purpose of his expedition to the Abyss was for the Clan Suppression Demon Sword belonging to the War Demon Clan, wasn’t it?
And at this very moment, that Demonic Sword was enshrined within the Jian Luo King City.
He had been pondering how to maneuver for an opportunity to visit Jian Luo King City under a reasonable pretext.
At least before entering the Domain Lord’s mansion, he had no clue.
But who says pies don’t fall from the sky?
Here the pie was falling right down!
Lu Qingshan now had the chance to leave the perilous Sen Luo King Realm, where "Qing Ge" had many acquaintances and his identity could be revealed at any moment, to head to the Jian Luo King City—a chance so ridiculously presented before him.
Do such good things happen in the world?
"We might be willing to set aside our pride, but only if it doesn’t compromise our father’s dignity. I’m sure my second brother feels the same," Chi Pu was still speaking, turning the conversation over to Diao Feng with an insouciant manner as he shifted his gaze over.
The meaning was simple.
Don’t expect me to charge into the fray and play the bad guy while you watch from the wall, reaping the benefits as the opportune third party.
He wanted to forcefully bring Diao Feng into the picture.
Diao Feng was somewhat dissatisfied with Chi Pu’s maneuver.
But he was still able to discern the importance of the situation and could only pick up where Chi Pu left off, nodding and saying, "I think so too."
"Little brother, even though in our hearts, there’s no difference between legitimate and illegitimate sons among the three of us, and our father treats us all equally..."
Diao Feng adopted a profound demeanor, very "sincerely" saying, "But in the eyes of outsiders, you are indeed an illegitimate son, and only with your identity as an illegitimate son marrying into the Ying Family would it not raise criticism about our father from the outside world."
It was the same issue of matching family status.
Just like in ancient times when nations formed alliances through marriage, the one marrying a princess had to be a prince.