The next day.
Supreme Origin Immortal Sect, Dragon Transformation Hall.
At this moment, Dragon Transformation Hall was filled with voices and bustling with activity.
Today was the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect’s Tribute Day, an event held once every ten years.
Every subordinate force within the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect’s sphere of influence was required to come to the sect, pay tribute, and present cultivation resources.
To put it simply, they were here to pay protection fees.
By now, hundreds of subordinate forces had gathered inside the hall. Their gazes were filled with reverence as they looked toward the front, where many high-ranking members of the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect were seated.
Among them, Li Qing stood behind Feng Yuheng with a gloomy expression.
He had originally planned to secretly blend into the crowd and quietly enjoy the gossip. For some reason, however, his Master’s Wife had dragged him here first thing in the morning.
Feng Yuheng glanced at Li Qing with her beautiful eyes, only to meet his gaze. “Li Qing, you’d better not disappoint Master’s Wife.”
[Tsk, tsk. This angle is really nice. This cheap Master’s Wife of mine has an incredible figure. What a deep cleavage.]
Li Qing chuckled gleefully to himself.
This bastard!
Feng Yuheng was furious.
If she did not need him to find a way to resolve the Great Emperor’s Remnant Soul inside her, she would have slapped this bastard to death right now.
“Haha, the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect certainly is lively today.”
At that moment, a faint chuckle echoed throughout the entire hall. Many of those with weaker cultivation bases trembled violently as their blood and True Essence churned uncontrollably.
[Here they come.]
Li Qing immediately looked outside the hall.
Brilliant multicolored light filled the sky as auspicious energy surged through the air. A massive moon hung high above the horizon.
“That’s the Moon Wheel Manifestation of a King Realm cultivator!”
“The people from the Moon Wheel Holy Land are here!”
Cries of alarm erupted throughout the hall.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Spiritual light surged through the hall. A large number of Supreme Origin Immortal Sect elders and high-ranking members transformed into streaks of light and shot outside.
The representatives of the subordinate forces hurriedly followed them.
At that moment, Feng Yuheng rose and grabbed Li Qing. Spiritual light merely flashed around her body before the two of them appeared in the sky outside the hall.
“I wonder which King Realm Ancestor of the Moon Wheel Holy Land has graced our Supreme Origin Immortal Sect with his presence.”
A middle-aged man dressed in a white robe embroidered with golden threads stepped forward. His voice thundered through the heavens.
This middle-aged man was Lu Qingwei, Sect Master of the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect.
“You’re merely at the late-stage Nascent Soul Realm. Are you even worthy of welcoming me?”
The enormous moon rotated in the sky as terrifying pressure descended upon the void, as though countless mountains had fallen upon everyone at once.
“Bang!”
Lu Qingwei’s body trembled. His originally straight back slowly bent beneath the crushing pressure.
“Impudent!”
A thunderous shout seemed to cross the ages.
The void trembled violently, and the enormous moon shattered like a mirror.
“Hmph!”
A muffled grunt came from the sky. The multicolored radiance dispersed like mist, revealing more than a dozen figures.
“Lu Dongxu.”
An elderly man dressed in purple stared intently toward the depths of the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect.
[Holy shit. As expected of Emperor Realm Lu Dongxu. He shattered a King Realm cultivator’s Moon Wheel Manifestation with nothing more than a shout.]
Li Qing’s eyes gleamed with excitement.
“Whoosh!”
At the same time, a streak of radiant light descended from the sky and transformed into an elderly man dressed in white.
The white-robed elder stared directly at the purple-robed elder. “Lei Wanting, you came to cause trouble on our sect’s Tribute Day. Are you trying to start a war with the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect?”
“I was only joking. What’s wrong? Can’t the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect take a joke?” The purple-robed elder smiled faintly.
“If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, get lost.” The white-robed elder showed him no courtesy whatsoever.
“Beichen.”
The purple-robed elder smiled faintly.
As soon as he spoke, a handsome young man stepped forward and cupped his hands toward the white-robed elder in greeting. “Junior Gu Beichen greets the King Realm Senior of the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect.”
Gu Beichen maintained an extremely respectful attitude as he continued, “Junior has come today specifically to propose marriage. The Saintess of your esteemed sect, Mu Qiuxue, and I are deeply in love with each other. I sincerely hope your esteemed sect will grant us its blessing.”
[Here he comes, here he comes! The Child of Destiny has made his grand entrance.]
Li Qing’s eyes practically shone.
Child of Destiny?
Feng Yuheng narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.
[He really knows how to put on an act. Still, when the Child of Destiny is weak, he’s ridiculously good at enduring humiliation. He practically deserves the title of Ninja Turtle.]
[Don’t think I don’t know how blackhearted you really are.]
[My poor Master’s Wife. In the end, this bastard gets you for himself. All your devotion goes to waste, and he drains you until you become a dried corpse. How miserable.]
What?!
Feng Yuheng, who had originally been somewhat indifferent, was suddenly shaken.
How could that happen?
I’ll become completely devoted to him? And then he’ll kill me?
What kind of joke is that?
Disbelief filled Feng Yuheng’s face.
“What? A marriage proposal?”
“The Moon Wheel Holy Land and the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect are practically mortal enemies. How dare they come here and propose marriage?”
“So that’s Gu Beichen, the newly appointed Holy Son of the Moon Wheel Holy Land. I heard he has already reached the late-stage Golden Core Realm despite his young age.”
“No wonder he dares to come here and propose marriage.”
“However, I heard Sect Master Lu’s son, Lu Xuanming, is deeply in love with Mu Qiuxue. He declared long ago that Mu Qiuxue could only ever become his Dao Companion. Anyone who tries to take her will die.”
“Holy shit, seriously? Things are about to get interesting.”
The crowd gathered in the surrounding sky immediately erupted into an uproar.
“Our sect’s Saintess Mu Qiuxue will not…”
The white-robed elder was just about to refuse when an enraged roar, like that of a furious lion, thundered across the sky.
“Where did this dog come from? Why don’t you take a piss and look at your reflection? You think you’re worthy of her?”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Several streaks of light appeared near Sect Master Lu, revealing seven or eight figures. They surrounded a young man dressed in white, who was glaring furiously at Gu Beichen.
“It’s Lu Xuanming!”
The nearby crowd immediately stirred.
[So this is Lu Xuanming, the Villain of Destiny from the early part of the plotline.]
Li Qing’s gaze settled on Lu Xuanming.
A villain?
Feng Yuheng looked at Lu Xuanming with curiosity.
Lu Xuanming stared arrogantly at Gu Beichen, showing no regard for him whatsoever. “You dog, crawl back to wherever you came from. Don’t dirty the skies of the Supreme Origin Immortal Sect.”
He was Lu Xuanming, the Sect Master’s son.
His ancestor was an Emperor Realm powerhouse.
He was a genuine second-generation immortal heir. Among all the cultivators of his generation beneath the heavens, there were barely a handful worthy of his attention.
[Ding! Congratulations, host. The gossip is ripe. Time to feast.]
“Lu Xuanming.”
Gu Beichen looked at him, killing intent surfacing in his eyes.
“What are you shouting for? I’m right here. Keep yapping, and I’ll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs.” Lu Xuanming stared at Gu Beichen with an unbearably arrogant expression.
“Exactly!”
“Senior Brother Lu only needs one finger to kill you.”
“Who do you think you are, trying to marry Senior Sister Mu? Our Senior Brother Lu is the Sect Master’s son, and his ancestor is an Emperor Realm powerhouse. Only Senior Brother Lu is worthy of Senior Sister Mu.”
The group of lackeys surrounding Lu Xuanming immediately began bombarding Gu Beichen with insults.
“But what if Lu Xuanming isn’t the Sect Master’s son?”
At that moment, a clear, melodious voice suddenly sounded through the sky.
A faint chill enveloped the void as a streak of light appeared nearby.
[Here she comes, here she comes! The second female lead has made her grand entrance.]
Li Qing’s expression shifted slightly.
Female lead?
Ripples of curiosity appeared in Feng Yuheng’s beautiful eyes.
The radiance gradually faded, revealing an extraordinarily beautiful woman. Her green robes fluttered in the wind, making her resemble an immortal fairy who might ride the breeze into the heavens at any moment.
Mu Qiuxue looked toward Gu Beichen and smiled softly, revealing two shallow dimples that made her beauty utterly breathtaking. “Brother Chen, long time no see.”
“Brother Chen?”
“You actually called him Brother Chen?”
“You’ve never called me that before!”
“Crack!”
At that moment, it almost seemed as though the sound of a heart shattering echoed across the sky.