Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"You're from the Ancient Times?"

Xiao Yi's gaze was heavy as he stared at Chen Longxiang before him.

From his earlier conversation with Wu Qian, Xiao Yi had picked up on an extremely subtle hint.

Chen Longxiang had claimed that even during the Ancient Times, no one had succeeded in forming the Martial Dao Fasxiang of the God Devouring Ants. Under normal circumstances, he absolutely wouldn't have said such a thing!

Jin Malun's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly, "You misheard!"

Xiao Yi coldly replied, "Shut up!"

BOOM!

With a casual wave of his hand,

terrifying Sealing Power transformed into a furious storm, swirling wildly. In an instant, it brutally flung the already-wounded Jin Malun far away.

"Argh!"

Jin Malun let out a miserable scream as he was forcefully hurled hundreds of meters away, crashing into a mountain wall with half of his body embedded in the rock face.

Xiao Yi's gaze burned as he locked eyes with Chen Longxiang.

Upon learning about Chen Longxiang's development previously, he had already felt deeply puzzled.

Even with the heaven-defying cheat of the Eternal Tomb of the Heavens, it had taken Xiao Yi a decade to reach his current level.

But...

Chen Longxiang, who had been unremarkable before, had seemingly undergone a miraculous transformation solely because he entered the forbidden grounds of the Baiyu Capital Holy Mountain and obtained an alleged inheritance from an old ancestor. From there, he rose to his present strength.

Moreover, as soon as he emerged from the forbidden grounds, he immediately secured the support of the Elder Council, led by two Supreme Elders.

This was highly unusual!

After all,

in a place like the Baiyu Capital Holy Mountain, there was no way they would allow a position as important as the Holy Lord's to fall into the hands of a younger generation member who had not yet stepped into the Sacred Venerate Realm. Even someone as talented as Dongfang Qinglong, hailed as the foremost of the younger generation in the Qingtian Realm,

would never be entrusted with leading the Heavenly Edge Pavilion at this stage!

The lengths Wu Qian and Jin Malun went to in supporting Chen Longxiang, even opposing the likes of Fang Ru for him, had already struck Xiao Yi as extremely baffling.

More troubling was that even when faced with Chen Longxiang's overt aggression, a Sacred Venerate like Fang Ru had chosen to back down?

This had made Xiao Yi all the more suspicious.

He didn't believe Fang Ru cared so much about the stability of Baiyu. Nor did he believe Fang Ru was softhearted. If he was truly this kind-hearted, he never would have attained his current position.

He also wouldn't have casually destroyed his own daughter's happiness.

And now...

Chen Longxiang's earlier slip had allowed Xiao Yi to latch onto a thread of truth.

Wu Qian's face grew dark as night: "Xiao Yi, how dare you gravely injure a Supreme Elder of my Holy Mountain? Are you seeking an irreconcilable feud with us?"

"Old dog, one more word and I'll gut you." Xiao Yi coldly eyed him.

An overwhelming aura of murderous intent solidified into something almost tangible,

enveloping Wu Qian in an instant.

Hiss!

Wu Qian gasped sharply,

suddenly feeling a bone-chilling coldness envelop him, with every pore on his body seemingly on edge.

Although he had not yet stepped into the Sacred Venerate Realm, he was by no means weaker than figures like Ge Tianhuang or the Maitreya Supreme. As a powerhouse at the Peak of the Zun Realm, he had walked quite far along the Great Dao.

But now...

Facing this junior named Xiao Yi, he found himself rendered speechless with a single glance?

Just as Wu Qian's face alternated between green and white,

Chen Longxiang snorted coldly, "Useless trash. Get out of my sight!"

He brusquely shoved Wu Qian aside.

His eyes shone with a sinister glint as he locked firmly onto Xiao Yi, a chilling grin spreading across his lips: "Little bastard, I never imagined that despite all my careful concealment, you'd still catch on to me. You're right—this seat indeed comes from the Ancient Times!"

BOOM!

As the words left his mouth, the entire Baiyu Capital Holy Mountain trembled violently.

Everyone looked at Chen Longxiang with disbelief.

Although the Ancient Times were not exceedingly distant, with figures like Kunpeng or the Nantian Holy Lord still surviving from that era, those were all widely known, ancient figures!

But who was Chen Longxiang?

He had only gained notoriety a few years ago!

How could he also hail from the Ancient Times?

In the depths of Baiyu Capital Holy Mountain, within the Frozen Dragon Cave, Fang Ru opened his eyes with a cold sneer tinged with schadenfreude: "So even those two old dogs, Wu Qian and Jin Malun, get to suffer humiliation today? It seems this so-called son-in-law of mine might be more capable than I thought."

Beside him,

Lan Ruoxi's grandfather, Elder Lan from the Elder Council, spoke gravely: "Holy Lord, your initial guess was correct... But now, who exactly is this Chen Longxiang?"

Fang Ru snorted coldly, his demeanor indifferent. "For Wu Qian and Jin Malun to act so urgently, forcing me to step down, who else could it be but the one who founded Baiyu Capital?"

Hiss...

Elder Lan sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes widening in shock: "You mean... the First Ancestor? If it really is him, then isn't Xiao Yi in grave danger… Holy Lord, should we step in to help Xiao Yi?"

"No need!"

Fang Ru waved dismissively, completely indifferent to Xiao Yi's life or death. "We might as well use him to test this reborn, body-snatching First Ancestor and see what methods he has left. If he survives, I'll let him marry Qingzhu. If he dies, so be it."

"..."

Elder Lan opened his mouth, but could say nothing in response.

At the same time…

At the summit of the Holy Mountain,

countless experts were left completely stunned by Chen Longxiang's confession: "Chen Longxiang is someone from the Ancient Times?"

"Could he have traveled through time?"

"No, he must've been possessed..."

Dongfang Qing suddenly spoke, his gaze toward Chen Longxiang growing more solemn. Only when he noticed the crowd looking at him did he continue, "If my guess is correct, the real Chen Longxiang is already dead. The consciousness occupying this body is from the Ancient Times..."

"So that's why, no wonder Senior Brother Chen's personality changed so drastically over the past two years!"

"I never expected he was possessed! But who's the one who possessed Senior Brother Chen?"

All eyes turned toward Chen Longxiang, who stood atop the Seal Demon Stele.

"You're absolutely correct. I did indeed possess Chen Longxiang's body. I am none other than Baiyu Capital's First Ancestor. I founded Baiyu Capital—why shouldn't I reclaim the position of Holy Lord? All I ask for is a daughter from Fang Ru—what's so wrong with that?"

Chen Longxiang's expression was icy, but his face twisted with shame and rage, his eyes practically spitting fire as he glared at Xiao Yi. "I had planned to continue hiding my identity until I made Fang Qingzhu, that wretched woman, my cultivation furnace, allowing me to swiftly regain the Sacred Venerate Realm and then announce my return to the world. But you, little bastard, ruined everything with a single word, destroying all my carefully laid plans!"

"You intend to use Qingzhu as a cultivation furnace?"

Xiao Yi's face twisted in fury.

The truth was clear!

The many doubts and questions weighing on his heart were completely unraveled at this moment.

Chen Longxiang's drastic personality shift, the nearly unanimous betrayal of the Elder Council, the daunting compromise from someone as formidable as Fang Ru...

All of it was because Chen Longxiang had been possessed.

And the one who possessed him was none other than the founder of Baiyu Capital Holy Mountain, Baiyu's First Ancestor!

What's more, he was determined to have Fang Qingzhu because she was an Ice Phoenix Physique, the pinnacle cultivation furnace for someone versed in the Dao of Ice, such as the First Ancestor.

By obtaining Fang Qingzhu's body, he could quickly return to the Sacred Venerate Realm!

Chen Longxiang sneered triumphantly at Xiao Yi: "Little bastard, now do you finally understand the magnitude of the existence you've provoked? Considering your extraordinary talent, I'll grant you an opportunity... Submit to me as my battle slave, and not only will I spare your life, I'll also bestow upon you secret techniques from the Ancient Times..."

"Idiot!"

Xiao Yi looked at him with mocking disdain, his Red Sky Sword aimed steadily at Chen Longxiang's chest. With a sharp, murderous edge in his voice, he declared, "An ancient old ancestor? So what? Killing you will be as easy as slaughtering a pig or a dog!"