Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Dignity? I'm willing to give it, but do you dare to take?"

Xiao Yi's face was filled with a playful smile as he asked, seemingly smiling yet not smiling.

As soon as these words fell.

All the attention in the banquet hall gathered on Ouyang Wuxiu.

His expression shifted unpredictably, his fists clenching and unclenching intermittently.

The veins on his forehead bulged and pulsed like writhing dragons.

Rage!

Fury!

An uncontrollable wrath!

The Ghostly Elder was his protector and the last surviving Longevity Secret Realm expert in his family besides him, loyal to him beyond reproach. Yet Xiao Yi had slapped him to death right in front of his eyes. This was something he struggled to accept.

His eyes were bloodshot, filling his gaze with a violent red hue, making his eyeballs look like a pair of crimson lanterns.

His ferocious stare locked onto Xiao Yi.

As if ready to tear someone apart.

But soon...

The hatred in Ouyang Wuxiu's eyes disappeared in an instant. The rampaging innate power swirling around him calmed down in mere seconds. He lightly swung the folding fan in his hand and spoke composedly, "I didn't expect the Ghostly Elder to act so recklessly, offending you and even lying to cause conflict between us. Since he has died, he's merely reaping what he sowed. Thank you, Lord Xiao Yi, for cleaning up my household affairs on my behalf!"

Saying these words.

Ouyang Wuxiu bowed deeply toward Xiao Yi, looking sincere and grateful.

"Since this was all a misunderstanding, it's good to have it resolved. Fate may bring us together again—we'll meet at the matchmaking conference!" Ouyang Wuxiu laughed heartily, turned around, and left swiftly.

And just like that, he disappeared in a flash.

Xiao Yi: "…"

Everyone: "…"

Jin Yi's eye twitched fiercely, crossing his arms as he muttered, "Do all demonic cultivators have such shamelessness?"

Little Lin nodded in agreement and then chuckled nonchalantly, "And he dares to think about competing with Boss for Qingzhu?"

Xiao Yi, however, shook his head, gazing at Ouyang Wuxiu's departing figure thoughtfully, and spoke lightly, "If he impulsively fought me to the death, I wouldn't even need to take him seriously. But for someone who reached the brink of eruption and still managed to suppress his anger, simply this level of restraint shows he's no ordinary man."

An irascible person isn't scary.

The ones who are terrifying are those who can control their emotions, even suppressing their fury and hatred in such circumstances.

Ouyang Wuxiu gave Xiao Yi the feeling of being like a venomous snake.

Hidden in the undergrowth, only waiting for the right opportunity to leap out and sink its poisonous fangs into its prey for a fatal strike.

"Boss, should I…" Jin Yi looked at Ouyang Wuxiu's back and mimicked a throat-slitting gesture.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "No need. Soldiers come and we defend, waters rise and we block. I want to see what tricks he still has up his sleeve!"

In the face of absolute strength.

No scheme or deceit can hold any sway!

Xiao Yi was supremely confident in his own strength.

Upon hearing this.

Jin Yi, Little Lin, and the others refrained from saying more.

The group wandered around the banquet for a while, feeling bored, before leaving the Gathering of the Virtuous Tower together to follow Da Heng in search of Erha and Xu Ying.

From Da Heng's words.

They learned that Xu Ying was pursuing Lan Ruoxi, granddaughter of a Heaven Venerate Realm elder from Baiyu Holy Land. This girl was backed by her powerful grandfather and grew up with a brash and unrestrained personality. In Baiyu, she was highly renowned and famously unpredictable, earning her the nickname "Wild Child."

Xu Ying had once carried out a mission with Lan Ruoxi and developed feelings for her, but had never dared to express himself.

This time, at Erha's urging, he finally gathered the courage.

To declare his love openly to Lan Ruoxi.

On the way.

They saw many others rushing toward the central square of Plum City, chatting amongst themselves as they went: "Hurry up, don't dawdle… I heard someone fearless is going to publicly confess to Wild Child Lan Ruoxi. This is a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle!"

"Confessing to Lan Ruoxi? That guy must have a death wish!"

"Over the years, haven't there been at least ten people who ended up crippled after angering Lan Ruoxi with their confessing?"

"There were even two who were totally ruined…"

Listening to the gossip.

Xiao Yi and his group exchanged glances: "Xu Ying has a taste for this sort of thing?"

"Let's hope Erha can be reliable for once and not get him killed..."

......

In the central square.

Xu Ying appeared dressed to impress, kneeling on one knee with a meticulously prepared bouquet in his hands. He looked earnestly at the red-clad figure before him, Lan Ruoxi, and spoke sincerely, "Ruoxi, from the moment I first laid eyes on you, I fell for you. I've known ever since that I could never live without you. I hope you will accept my pursuit and allow me to accompany you through this journey of life…"

His heartfelt declaration, paired with his slightly raspy voice.

Brought tears to the eyes of several girls present, touching them to the core.

A group of men, on the other hand, stood stunned: "Damn, this guy's love confession is genius!"

"If I'd known people could confess like this, I wouldn't have gotten my bones broken back then for saying all the wrong things…"

"What did you say back then?"

"I said I wanted to roll in bed with her…"

"You deserved it!"

Lan Ruoxi looked at Xu Ying standing before her, her eye twitching violently, her black hair billowing without wind.

The icy Evil Qi around her grew almost tangible.

Over the years…

Due to her status and her grandfather's influence, countless men had tried to pursue her to latch onto her family's power. Because of this, Lan Ruoxi instinctively disliked suitors and, coupled with her fiery temper, during this time, many who confessed their love were severely injured.

With a cold expression, Lan Ruoxi spoke slowly with frosty disdain, "Leave my sight this instant. I can pretend this never happened. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"You can hit me, insult me, or even kill me. But asking me to disappear from your world—that's absolutely impossible!"

Xu Ying glanced subtly at Erha in the crowd. Seeing Erha waving its front paw in an encouraging gesture, Xu Ying took a deep breath, prepared to throw caution to the wind, and gazed deeply into Lan Ruoxi's eyes, "Ruoxi, I know you have many concerns. I know these years you've faced everything alone, feeling lonely in the quiet of the night and wishing for a shoulder to lean on when you're tired. Trust me, I'm the one who—"

Before he could finish.

Clang!

Cold sword light flashed before his eyes.

Hiss...

The crowd collectively sucked in a gasp.

Lan Ruoxi stood gripping her sword, its icy blade pressed to Xu Ying's throat. Her expression was colder than ever: "Say one more word and I will kill you!"

Gulp!

Xu Ying swallowed hard, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Shit!

The icy blade was already cutting into the skin of his neck!

His body trembled slightly, the thought of retreat overtaking him. Yet, at that moment, he saw Erha gesturing toward him—a secret signal indicating the right moment to unleash the ultimate move Erha had taught him.

Success would mean winning Lan Ruoxi's heart and connecting himself to her grandfather's immense influence.

Failure…

Could very well mean being killed outright by Lan Ruoxi!

A single thought could lead him to paradise.

Another into hell.

In that instant, Xu Ying made his decision…