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“Dad, Mom!”
Liu Yiyi was somewhat excited; she had found that not only had the Yaochi Holy Mother arrived, but her parents were there as well.
“Yiyi?”
Liu Mufeng and Feng Qing’er were surprised to see Liu Yiyi, having not expected their daughter to have arrived at the Tai Hua Holy Land.
“Oh? How did you come to be here?”
The Yaochi Holy Mother descended from the Phoenix Carriage, graceful and elegant, not at all resembling an ancient being who had cultivated for millions of years.
Seeing the Holy Maiden Liu Yiyi at the Tai Hua Holy Land, her expression turned serious.
“This, I…”
Facing the stern Yaochi Holy Mother, Liu Yiyi stuttered.
The Yaochi Holy Mother, because her eldest disciple had once been kidnapped by someone from the Demon Realm, was strict with Liu Yiyi, who might succeed her in charge of the Yaochi Holy Land; Liu Yiyi was somewhat fearful of the Yaochi Holy Mother at heart.
Liu Mufeng stepped forward to take the heat off Liu Yiyi: “Master, it was I who allowed Yiyi to descend the mountain for experience, and also to come to the Tai Hua Holy Land ahead of time to welcome Master. After all, Yiyi is the Holy Maiden, and our relationship with Tai Hua is good. Her acquainting with people of the Tai Hua Holy Land will also enable her to lead our Yaochi Holy Land better in the future.”
“I see.”
The harsh expression on the Yaochi Holy Mother’s face eased, seemingly accepting this explanation.
Suddenly, the Yaochi Holy Mother’s gaze shifted toward Dugu Aotian, who was standing next to Liu Yiyi, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as if she were pondering something.
“Saint Lord Lin, we have come here to discuss matters concerning the Blood Sea Palace. The Blood Sea Palace has grown extremely rampant in recent years, repeatedly attacking the Sects under our Holy Lands.”
Liu Mufeng, who knew of Dugu Aotian’s origins, feared that the Yaochi Holy Mother would notice something amiss and quickly changed the subject.
Being a peer of Liu Mufeng, Lin Xuantong caught Liu Mufeng’s subtle signal and played along: “Please, Elder, let us go inside to discuss in detail.”
“Hmm.”
The Yaochi Holy Mother glanced suspiciously at Dugu Aotian, causing him to shiver with fright.
The Yaochi Holy Mother was more advanced in cultivation than Lin Xuantong. If she became murderous, not even his master could protect him.
Fortunately, the Yaochi Holy Mother did not make a move, after all this was the Tai Hua Holy Land, and she had to consider the face of the Tai Hua Holy Land.
Additionally, Liu Mufeng was discreetly shifting the Yaochi Holy Mother’s attention, which did not escape her notice.
Liu Mufeng was a genius highly regarded by the Yaochi Holy Mother.
“Yiyi, your parents need to discuss some matters, we’ll talk later.”
Feng Qing’er, who had accompanied Liu Mufeng, gave Liu Yiyi a few instructions, then took another long look at Dugu Aotian before following Liu Mufeng and the Yaochi Holy Mother, along with Lin Xuantong, to the Tai Hua Holy Land’s great hall for discussions.
As for the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the Tai Hua Holy Land and the Yaochi Holy Land, they remained outside.
Their status was not low, but they were not qualified to take part in the matters Lin Xuantong and the Yaochi Holy Mother were about to discuss.
The matters they were discussing could potentially relate to the survival of the Holy Lands.
“Yiyi, it’s been a long time, have you been well?”
One of the Yaochi Holy Son candidates, seeking to curry favor, spoke to Liu Yiyi.
Liu Yiyi was the Yaochi Holy Maiden, as well as the daughter of the Yaochi Left Emissary and Right Envoy, and was also valued by the Yaochi Holy Mother, potentially taking charge of Yaochi Holy Land in the future. Thus, marrying Liu Yiyi would undoubtedly lead to soaring status.
“Do not call me by my name.”
Liu Yiyi responded coolly.
The Yaochi Holy Son candidate faced rejection but still kept a fawning expression.
Instinctively, Liu Yiyi moved a step closer to Dugu Aotian.
Only then did the Yaochi Holy Son candidate notice Dugu Aotian by Liu Yiyi’s side: “Junior Martial Sister Liu, may I ask who this is?”
Dugu Aotian coldly replied, “I am a disciple of a Tai Hua Holy Son.”
“Not even a Holy Son candidate.”
The Yaochi Holy Son candidate looked down on Dugu Aotian.
If Dugu Aotian were a candidate for the Tai Hua Holy Son, then their statuses might be considered equal. But since Dugu Aotian was merely a disciple of a Holy Son, what right did he have to compete for the affection of the Holy Maiden?
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Dugu Aotian did not lose his temper.
This candidate for the Holy Son of Yaochi had been cultivating for a very long time and had already attained the level of a Quasi-Emperor.
If Dugu Aotian were also a Quasi-Emperor, he was confident that his strength would surpass the other’s.
“Miss Lin, how have you been lately? I have acquired a seventeenth-grade Nine-Colored Lily and am willing to offer it to Miss Lin,”
Elsewhere, the Holy Son of Yaochi was trying to ingratiate himself with Lin Qinghan.
Lin Qinghan was the seventy-second ranked genius on the Qilin Ranking and also the daughter of Tai Hua’s Saint Lord Lin Xuantong. If he could win the beauty’s heart, even if he could not take charge of the Holy Land of Yaochi, he might become the head of the Lin Family of Tai Hua Holy Land.
As the Holy Land of Yaochi was in decline with more Holy Maidens emerging than Holy Sons, he had no hope of succession, so he might as well try to marry into the Lin Clan of the Tai Hua Holy Land.
To please Lin Qinghan, he did not hesitate to offer the seventeenth-grade Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, the “Nine-Colored Lily”. Explore stories on empire
A nine-colored lily flower appeared in the palm of his hand.
However, Lin Qinghan showed no sign of being moved and instead suddenly pulled Lu Changsheng towards her, wrapping her arm around his: “Zhu Tianze, if you want to pursue me, defeat our Holy Land’s Holy Son first.”
Lu Changsheng did not yet know what was going on when Lin Qinghan’s voice transmission reached him, “Disciple brother, this man has bothered me repeatedly. Help me out this time and make him give up.”
It turned out that he was being used as a shield.
Lu Changsheng and Lin Qinghan had cultivated together for many years under the guidance of Lin Xuantong and had grown quite close. He did not mind helping her with this small favor.
With Lu Changsheng’s arm wrapped in hers, Lin Qinghan’s oval face flushed with a rosy glow.
The warmth of Lu Changsheng’s body gave Lin Qinghan an inexplicable sense of security.
Lu Changsheng, armed with the Emperor Soldier Dragon Tiger Emperor Seal and having broken through to the Quasi-Emperor realm, could potentially be stronger than Lin Qinghan, who possessed the Thousand Mechanism Umbrella, should they engage in a life-or-death struggle.
After all, Lu Changsheng’s ranking on the Qilin Ranking had already surpassed Lin Qinghan’s.
Seeing the woman of his dreams clinging to the arm of an unfamiliar man, Yaochi Holy Son Zhu Tianze’s face turned pale, and his body trembled.
He had been pursuing Lin Qinghan for a hundred thousand years, only to be overtaken by a newcomer?
“I presume you are the recently ranked thirty-ninth on the Qilin Ranking, the highly talked-about Lu Changsheng?”
Zhu Tianze’s gaze towards Lu Changsheng was filled with hostility.
Both of them were Holy Sons of the Holy Lands of Yaochi and Tai Hua, with equivalent statuses. It remained to be seen whose strength could surpass the other and win the fair lady’s heart.
Yet Lu Changsheng just rolled his eyes.
He did not intend to compete with Zhu Tianze but was instead trying to help Lin Qinghan get rid of this persistent pursuer.
“Ye Feng, this is going to be interesting,” said the Holy Son candidate Jiang Yu of the Tai Hua Holy Land with a chilling gaze, speaking to the second Holy Son candidate Ye Feng, “If my information is correct, Zhu Tianze’s highest ranking on the Qilin Ranking is only eighty-third, but he has been cultivating for more than five hundred thousand years and has recently broken through to the first level of the Immortal Emperor. Although he is the weakest tier of Immortal Emperors, an Immortal Emperor is an Immortal Emperor after all, not comparable to a Quasi-Emperor. Now, Lu Changsheng is bound to take a big fall.”
“The Holy Son of Yaochi has become an Immortal Emperor?”
Ye Feng was shocked.
While talent was extremely important and the Qilin Ranking took this into account, which is why Lu Changsheng’s ranking was above Zhu Tianze’s, cultivation time was also crucial!
Just like a genius dominating a kindergarten could not compare to an ordinary college student!
Because Zhu Tianze had been cultivating for over five hundred thousand years, his name had disappeared from the Qilin Ranking, but due to his extensive cultivation time, he had reached the first level of the Immortal Emperor realm!
Jiang Yu was no match for Lu Changsheng, but he believed Lu Changsheng would be no match for Zhu Tianze and was looking forward to the spectacle.
“Do you dare to face me in a contest? If you lose, from this day forward, you shall not pursue Miss Lin,” challenged Zhu Tianze, his fighting spirit high as he confronted Lu Changsheng.
His talent might not match Lu Changsheng’s, but hard work could make up for lesser talent, and he had a longer cultivation time!
“No, Disciple brother Lu, he has reached the first level of the Immortal Emperor realm. It was my oversight, let’s call it off,” Lin Qinghan advised Lu Changsheng when she sensed Zhu Tianze’s increase in momentum and realized she had underestimated this Holy Son of Yaochi’s strength.
“Why not?” Lu Changsheng countered, unflinching.
He was just eager to test his true strength after stepping into the Quasi-Emperor realm against Zhu Tianze.