The next day…
Ye Mu left the Blissful Holy Land early with Su Qianqian and Bai Yaoyao, heading toward the Luanfeng Ancient Kingdom.
In the magnificently gilded imperial palace, a constant stream of guests came and went. The eunuchs’ announcements echoed one after another.
“Third Elder of Ghost King Sect, presenting a thousand-year Ghost-Faced Ginseng…”
“Young Master of Raident River Sect, presenting premium Rootless Water…”
“Heaven—…”
On the main seat, Feng Lingyue still sat barefoot, her face veiled with light gauze. Her phoenix eyes slightly closed, her entire presence exuding the air of a ruler.
Beside her sat the current Emperor of Luanfeng, wearing a face full of anxiety. The real reason for today’s birthday banquet was to officially establish the engagement between Feng Lingyue and the Holy Son of the Blissful Holy Land.
But… he truly didn’t know how to bring it up. After all, he knew that this daughter of his had only ever been interested in cultivation. Forcing her to be engaged to a stranger might stir resentment.
Still… he had no other choice. The ancestor of their Luanfeng Ancient Kingdom had just passed away a few days ago. Suddenly, the many forces around them had started eyeing them covetously!
In such a situation, their kingdom desperately needed a reliable backer! And that backer, naturally, was the Blissful Holy Land!
“Sigh! Forget it, one step at a time…”
The Emperor of Luanfeng shook his head.
At that moment, the eunuch’s sharp voice rang out once more.
“Holy Son of the Blissful Holy Land, presenting a Supreme Sacred Medicine!”
As those words fell—
Over 80% of the cultivators in the palace turned their heads toward the source of the voice. Among all the powers present, the name of the Blissful Holy Land was undoubtedly the most prestigious.
They had not expected the Holy Son himself would attend this banquet!!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a young man in a white robe, handsome as an immortal, slowly walked into the great hall.
Beside him were two young women—
One wore a wide-sleeved celestial gown the color of moonlight. Her delicate features were like a painting, her autumn-like eyes gentle as water, breathtakingly beautiful with an air of seductive charm.
The other wore a lace-trimmed dress embroidered with white lotuses. Her dainty face was exquisite, equally stunning, her entire demeanor radiant with a lively, spiritual grace.
With the appearance of the trio, the entire palace instantly fell into dead silence.
Not for any other reason—simply because everyone present was stunned by their beauty!!
Almost every female cultivator stared at the fairy-like youth with dazed smiles forming unconsciously on their lips.
“So handsome… I want to…”
They had heard the name Ye Mu before, but never imagined he would be so unbelievably good-looking… coupled with his identity as the Holy Son of the Blissful Holy Land!
In that moment, they were ready to throw themselves at him and roll into bed with him on the spot…
Of course, Ye Mu had no interest in these shallow women.
Meanwhile, the male cultivators were glaring furiously at the two girls beside Ye Mu. Their hearts filled with confusion! Envy! Jealousy!!
Su Qianqian and Bai Yaoyao’s looks were simply too stunning! In normal times, these were the kind of goddesses they would only dare admire from afar, never dream of touching!
Why?!
Just because he was handsome, powerful, and had a terrifying background? They refused to believe they were inferior!!
“Hahaha! The Holy Son’s presence honors us greatly! Please, please, take your seat!”
At that moment, the Emperor of Luanfeng greeted Ye Mu joyfully and walked over to him personally.
Ye Mu smiled slightly, then followed the Emperor and took his seat beside Feng Lingyue.
“Hehe… I suppose Holy Lord Ye must’ve already spoken to you about the matter?”
The Emperor asked with a smile.
Ye Mu nodded slightly.
Seeing that, the Emperor didn’t waste more words. He turned and smiled at Feng Lingyue. “This is my daughter, Feng Lingyue…”
As his words fell, Ye Mu also turned to look at Feng Lingyue. He activated his True Sight Eye.
[Name: Feng Lingyue]
[Age: 19]
[Luck: Red (Top-tier Female Child of Fate!!!)]
[Physique: Primordial Phoenix Sacred Body, Primordial Phoenix Bloodline, Great Emperor Bloodline, Prosperous Husband Physique (A natural empress. She returns her luck to her husband, bringing great fortune.)]
[Cultivation level: 8th stage Nirvana Realm]
[Affection: 0]
Top-tier Female Child of Fate!?
Ye Mu’s pupils contracted sharply!! His gaze toward Feng Lingyue instantly changed!!
He truly hadn’t expected this!!
Feng Lingyue… was actually just like his master—another top-tier Female Child of Fate!!
One must know… although gold and red luck were only one tier apart, the amount of fortune they held was worlds apart!!
Most importantly… Feng Lingyue also had a Prosperous Husband Physique!
Ye Mu swallowed hard, a hint of excitement flashing deep in his eyes!!
He had only wanted to go through the motions. Who would’ve thought he’d receive such a delightful surprise!!
In that case… he had to take this seriously!!
[Ding! Feng Lingyue’s affection toward the host has decreased by 10. Initial: -10.]
Suddenly, the system’s voice rang out…
“?”
What? He hadn’t even done anything yet, and her affection already dropped!?
Ye Mu now placed great importance on affection… Not only could extremely low affection potentially lead to danger, but raising it beyond 50% or reaching 100% gave rewards he couldn’t refuse!!
“Don’t look at me with that kind of gaze.”
At that moment, Feng Lingyue spoke coldly.
“…”
Ye Mu’s expression turned speechless. He admitted that his gaze had been a little deliberate, but it was purely out of love for luck points!
Not lust!!
No matter how desperate Ye Mu might be, no matter how beautiful Feng Lingyue was, she was still wearing a veil! He couldn’t even see her face!!
“Lingyue! How can you speak to the Holy Son like that!!”
The Emperor of Luanfeng yelled angrily.
But Feng Lingyue only gave a cold laugh.
“If he had ascended to the position of Holy Son through his own strength, I would speak respectfully. But unfortunately, he didn’t.”
“You—!”
The Emperor’s face darkened, clearly intending to scold her.
Ye Mu raised a hand to stop him.
“Hehe… looks like Her Highness the Princess has quite the opinion of me.”
He said with a smile.
“I tend to have strong opinions about weak people.”
Feng Lingyue’s voice was cold and flat.
Ye Mu wasn’t angry at all—in fact, he almost wanted to laugh. Not to brag, but if he was considered “weak,” then no one in the world could be called “strong.”
He had fused with the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline, comprehended the Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Power!
Even a Dao Transformation expert would have to wrestle with him. Let alone Feng Lingyue, a Nirvana Realm cultivator.
To put it plainly, if Ye Mu wanted to, he could crush her at any time!
But…
With a smile on his face, Ye Mu said, “I’ll make sure you have no complaints.”
A rebellious little wife… she could be trained after marriage. No need to get upset now…
“Whew!”
Seeing that Ye Mu hadn’t gotten angry, the Emperor of Luanfeng let out a sigh of relief.
Then, seeing that nearly all the guests had arrived, he stood and announced,
“Today is my daughter’s birthday. But I did not host this banquet merely for that reason… I have another, far more important announcement to make—”