Perhaps because Lu Yang's luck in love affairs had finally been exhausted, he didn't encounter any wealthy daughters being intercepted or knight-errant women being robbed during their journey, let alone any martial arts recruitment for a spouse.
Recruitment for marriage by martial arts was the most problematic. The only option was to avoid them. If Lu Yang were to participate, he would not willing to lose his Invincible Elixir if he lost, but winning would unknowingly land him with an unknown wife.
No matter how one considered it, it was not worth it.
"Huh, it's clear weather?"
Lu Yang, on his way back to his carriage, saw the clear sky in the mountainous area. The rain had finally stopped.
"It's probably because Old Meng has given up on going to the city."
Lu Yang saw four figures in the distance, which was right on his path back.
He approached quickly, seeing clearly that these four figures were not four people, but three cultivators and a living corpse.