In front of Fugui Restaurant.
Shuidong Liu had run for more than ten miles.
Sweat plastered his dust-caked body, and his clothes were in tatters as he stared at the person blocking his path.
“Where did this stinking beggar come from?
You dare try to get into Fugui Restaurant?
Get lost!”
“I’m here for a marriage meeting!” Shuidong Liu quickly wiped his face with his hand, only to make it dirtier.
Hearing this, two guards came out from inside, pushed the waiter aside, and looked down their noses at him.
“You’re Shuidong Liu?
The son of that traitorous minister?”
“Yes!”
The two guards sized him up with contempt.
“A bastard, just as expected.
You have a father but no mother to teach you manners.
Don’t you even know to clean yourself up for a marriage meeting?”
“Come up with us!”
‘It’s a good thing the Shuidong Liu from before I transmigrated was wicked beyond redemption and swore on his deathbed to be a good person in his next life!’
‘Otherwise, these two guards would have ended up crippled, bankrupt, and their children forced to take another family’s name!’
The waiter, however, showed no envy or resentment.
Instead, he chuckled, seeming to delight in the other’s misfortune.
On the second floor, a woman sat by the window, decked out in gold and silver.
“Miss, he’s here!”
Musician Le turned her head.
“Miss Le, hello.
I’m Shuidong Liu!” Shuidong Liu said, about to sit down.
Musician Le frowned.
“Is there a seat for you here?”
‘The waiter, the guards, and now even my marriage prospect has this attitude!’
Just as Shuidong Liu was about to speak in anger, the matchmaker quickly whispered, “Miss Le, please don’t be so picky.
The child in your belly is what’s important.
The young master can’t be without a father!”
“What!?”
‘Damn it, this isn’t how the plot was supposed to go!’
‘I’d originally thought that even if she were fat or ugly, I could accept it—after all, it’s all the same with the lights off.
But getting cuckolded?
That’s a matter of a man’s basic dignity.
How could I tolerate that?’
“You’re pregnant and you still came to a marriage meeting?
Are you taking me for a fool?”
“You were so sure I’d show up for this meeting and agree to marry you just to gain my freedom, weren’t you?”
He suddenly understood why the waiter had been smiling.
So everyone knew that this Miss Le wanted to find a convenient father for the child in her belly!
“What are you shouting about!” Musician Le snapped.
“Keep your voice down in my presence.
If you scare my child, I’ll have your life!”
“My Le Family owns three restaurants and two tailor shops.
Our family’s wealth ranks in the top ten in Celestial Fragrance City.”
“Marrying into my family is your good fortune, understand?!”
“If I hadn’t miscarried so many times, this might be my last chance to have a child.
Do you think it would ever be your turn to be the father?”
Shuidong Liu couldn’t help but marvel.
‘How can such a trashy soap opera plot exist even in a Mystical World?’
“I am a proud man.
How can I suffer such humiliation?
At worst, I’ll just go back to swinging a sledgehammer in the mines!”
Musician Le sneered, “If your entire family hadn’t been wiped out, do you think such a good opportunity would fall to you?”
“Don’t you forget, the Shui Family was convicted of treason!”
“Even though His Majesty was merciful and spared your worthless life on account of the Champion Marquis’s unparalleled achievements, you are still doomed to be a slave for eternity!”
Seeing her bossy and arrogant attitude, Shuidong Liu raged, “My father’s achievements were peerless!
He did not commit treason!
How dare you use this to humiliate me?!”
“Humiliate you?” Musician Le let out a cold laugh.
“Listen up.
Once you enter the Le Family’s doors, you’ll eat standing up and listen to orders on your knees.
I *will* humiliate you.
What are you going to do about it?!”
Shuidong Liu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
In the Yunlong Dynasty, for a non-death-row convict to gain freedom, they had to marry an innocent person before turning eighteen.
Otherwise…
he would be stuck mining for the rest of his life, until the day he died!
The thought of the mine collapsing just yesterday, burying more than two hundred people, made his stomach churn.
How could he resign himself to that fate?
And today was the final deadline to gain his freedom!
Shuidong Liu had no choice but to come!
Seeing his expression, the matchmaker said coldly, “What’s with that look in your eyes?
Careful, or I’ll gouge them out!”
Shuidong Liu glared back.
“You humiliate me so today, but do you not know?
‘A great roc rises with the wind in a single day, soaring ninety thousand *li* to the sky!'”
“The son of a traitor, soaring to the sky?!” Musician Le sneered.
“Today, you either come home with me, kneel, and obediently help me raise my child.
Or…
you die!”
Musician Le threatened with a cold laugh, drawing a long saber and slashing straight at Shuidong Liu.
But as Shuidong Liu’s line of poetry reached her ears, the young woman by the window on the third floor had a sudden epiphany.
Her spirit became one, as if she had transformed into a great roc soaring through the nine heavens.
A power surged forth from within her.
Thunder cracked in the clear sky, drawing everyone’s attention.
Seven colors converged, and a seven-colored rainbow bridge hung high in the heavens.
Boundless light from within the young woman coalesced into a palm-sized figure of a girl, which floated above her head.
An invisible force enveloped the entirety of Fugui Restaurant, an establishment covering three acres and standing thirty *zhang* tall.
“The young miss…
she’s broken through!”
The young woman opened her eyes, golden light flowing from them.
‘My spirit has materialized.
I’ve broken through to the First Realm of the Ten Realms of Divine Power, the Magic Realm.
From now on, the sky’s the limit for me!’
As the formless power descended from the heavens, the saber that Miss Le was swinging at Shuidong Liu froze in mid-air, unable to move.
Inside the restaurant, the wind stopped, the air stilled, and everyone was terrified:
“A thunderclap from a clear sky and a seven-colored rainbow bridge…
this is the heavenly phenomenon of a Tier Three King Body!”
“Heavenly might is descending!
Heavenly might is descending!
Who is it…” Musician Le’s guards were so scared they fell to their knees, but they were frozen in place.
The sound of footsteps echoed as the young woman descended the stairs.
Her tall figure was exquisitely curved.
As she walked, the arc of her chest swayed with a gentle ripple.
When they saw her stunningly beautiful face, her otherworldly temperament, and her natural air of authority.
Her gaze swept over them, and everyone felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
Once they saw her clearly, they hurriedly bowed low.
“Greetings, Second Miss!”
The entire restaurant bowed as one, with only Shuidong Liu remaining standing.
“Why aren’t you bowing!” Miss Le quickly retracted her saber, bowing her head as she turned to hiss angrily at Shuidong Liu, “This is the Second Miss of Duke Zhen’s Mansion!
If you want to die, don’t drag us down with you!”
‘Duke’s Mansion?’
Shuidong Liu understood.
The Yunlong Dynasty has Twelve Mansions, and each mansion governs ninety-nine cities.
And Celestial Fragrance City was one of the ninety-nine cities under the jurisdiction of Dongling Mansion.
But most importantly, Celestial Fragrance City was Duke Zhen’s fiefdom!
The Second Miss, Xiao Yue’Er, was the youngest daughter of Duke Zhen, Xiao Zhengu.
She possessed the incredibly powerful Tier Three King Body, the Wind Spirit Body!
Other people could cultivate for five years and not even break through a single Realm.
But in five years, Xiao Yue’Er had broken through nine consecutive Realms, earning her the title of the number one genius in the Yunlong Dynasty!
‘And she’s such a stunningly beautiful young woman!’
“Shuidong Liu, did you hear me?
Kneel before the Second Miss!” Seeing Shuidong Liu just standing there in a daze, Miss Le flew into a rage and raised her hand to strike him.
“Insolence!” Xiao Yue’Er snapped.
“Second Miss, I…
I’m not…
I have nothing to do with this person!
I don’t know him…” Miss Le denied everything and hurriedly knelt.
Her family was in Celestial Fragrance City, which was part of the Xiao Family’s fiefdom.
In theory, the Xiao Family were their masters.
Xiao Yue’Er could decide their life or death with a single word!
Xiao Yue’Er approached slowly, her beautiful eyes fixed only on Shuidong Liu.
“‘A great roc rises with the wind in a single day, soaring ninety thousand *li* to the sky.’ Was that your creation, sir?”
“…Yes!”
Xiao Yue’Er asked again, “Are you here for a marriage meeting, sir?”
“Yes!”
Xiao Yue’Er’s beautiful eyes shyly lowered.
“I, Yue’Er, am unworthy, but I ask for your hand in marriage, sir!”