"These words are wrong. Fengming Lian is discriminated against by Fengming Xiao because she has human blood, and this ti, if not for wanting to form alliances with the Great Sun World Lord and Ji Mingxing, they wouldn’t have thought of having her enter an arranged marriage."
In front of a rchant’s stall in the Heavenly Dynasty Empire, several martial artists were discussing a major event in the Imperial Capital.
This matter, however, caught Ling Xiao’s attention.
They ntioned Ji Mingxing as the greatest genius of the Heavenly Dragon Continent—Ling Xiao did not care—but when they ntioned Fengming Xiao’s daughter, Fengming Lian—
That was sothing Ling Xiao could not ignore.
After all, she was his Senior Brother Wu Xiang’s daughter. If the girl genuinely wanted to marry Ji Mingxing, he would have no objections. But if she was being forced, Ling Xiao absolutely could not allow such a thing to happen.
Fengming Xiao might not care about his own daughter, but Ling Xiao would never stand idly by and watch this girl be pushed into the fire pit.
"Is what you’re saying true?"
Ling Xiao asked aloud.
His question imdiately drew the attention of many people, their eyes turning in his direction.
But soon after, their gazes shifted away from him—to the two exquisite won standing beside him.
One of them was ethereal, like a fairy descending from the Heavenly Palace, as illusory and dreamlike as if she were not real. Her aura exuded an unearthly quality, likely linked to the Moon Lady’s cultivation level. Ordinary people could not clearly see her face, but her unmatched grace and disposition could captivate countless hearts.
The other woman had cold, frosty eyes that seed to repel anyone from approaching her. Yet it was exactly this icy deanor that made her irresistibly alluring.
Moreover, her figure was stunning, brimming with youthful charm.
It provoked people into swallowing involuntarily.
In their minds, they cursed the young man before them. Where had this lucky fellow co from? How could he be blessed to enjoy the company of such breathtaking won? They envied him so much they wished they could trade places with him imdiately and revel in his good fortune.
"Hey, kid, bringing two delicate beauties like them to the Imperial Capital—aren’t you afraid of running into danger?"
Nobody answered Ling Xiao’s question; instead, their curiosity about the two won beside him seed to grow.
"Those who’ve coveted them are already dead."
Ling Xiao replied indifferently.
"Tsk tsk, look at this young man, such audacity! Does he think he’s soone important like Ji Mingxing or the Sword Demon?"
Voices of ridicule erged from the crowd.
"Well said! The Sword Demon was originally a noble from the Dark Phoenix Clan, guided by a famous master, his power unparalleled. Though arrogant, he certainly had reason to be so.
Ji Mingxing’s cultivation level may not yet rival the Sword Demon’s, but his innate talent is undeniable. His youth promises an extraordinary future!
Upon his arrival at the Imperial Capital, he defeated the so-called Holy Dynasty’s Saint Child, Ji Mingkong, severing the tendons in her hands and feet, abolishing her cultivation, and claiming it as vengeance.
Ji Mingkong’s friends sought revenge, but each one was defeated in turn. Since then, Ji Mingxing’s na has spread uncontrollably, earning him recognition as the greatest genius seen in the Heavenly Dragon Continent in a hundred years.
Emperor Phoenix Imasurable seized the chance to recruit him under his banner, enrolling him in Phoenix God College, and now even granting him an imperial marriage—all lights shine on him."
"Nonsense!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, causing everyone to turn their heads.
The speaker was none other than the rchant from the Heavenly Dynasty Empire standing before them.
"The greatest genius seen in a hundred years? Don’t make laugh. Compared to our Heavenly Emperor Ling Xiao, what kind of genius is he? Ji Mingkong is a friend of His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, and since Ji Mingxing crippled her, our emperor will not let him off lightly."
In the eyes of ordinary people from the Heavenly Dynasty Empire—
Ling Xiao was practically a god-like existence.
Though common folk had likely never seen Ling Xiao’s true visage face-to-face—
His reputation had been passed down among the people without fail.
Especially after he destroyed the True Demon Empire and founded the Heavenly Dynasty Empire—such monuntal achievents were not feats any martial artist could accomplish.
In the Heavenly Dynasty Empire, countless youths aspired to model themselves after Ling Xiao.
Even in the Phoenix God Empire, so young people held admiration for Ling Xiao, inspired by his single-handed pursuit of Jiumo Zhiyan, annihilation of Timrman Muto, and eventual capture of Jiumo Zhiyan.
To them, he was the embodint of heroism.
The so-called Ten Great Phoenix Children—though their titles might be dazzling—when asured against Ling Xiao’s extraordinary achievents, none could compare.
Ling Xiao might lack their raw power, yet he absolutely would not abide humiliation.
"Old man, what nonsense are you spouting?"
One martial artist stord forward and kicked over the rchant’s stall, shouting angrily, "Ji Mingxing—a descendant of the Holy Dynasty, a disciple of Phoenix God College—what resplendent glory! At a re seventeen years of age, he’s already at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm, Ten Heavenly Directions, and even holds his ground against Half-step Cave Heaven Realm opponents.
Ling Xiao is formidable, but can he compare to Ji Mingxing? Besides, I’ve heard he went to Cri City—he’s probably already dead because of its horrible calamity."
The Cri City tragedy had long been a widely discussed affair, known to many.
Ling Xiao’s journey to Cri City was no secret to these people.
However, whether he was alive or dead remained uncertain.
Nearly half a year had passed, and Ling Xiao had not reappeared in public. Though so news claid he had returned to the Divine Capital and visited the families of those who had perished—
Speculation arose, suggesting that emperors and nobles often employed doubles. Who could say what was true?
"You speak utter nonsense! Our Heavenly Emperor would never die!"
Even though the elderly rchant had been kicked over, he remained steadfast and defiant.
"What a foolish old man. Has Ling Xiao bribed you for your loyalty?"
A martial artist dressed in luxurious attire stepped forward, grabbed the old rchant by the throat, and said coldly, "Now, you have one chance—say ’Ling Xiao must die,’ and I’ll let you go. Otherwise, don’t bla for what happens next."
"Senior Brother, let’s not take this too far. If Ling Xiao really isn’t dead, we’ll be in trouble—that man holds major grudges."
Seeing the situation escalate, voices of caution rose from the crowd.
This remark, instead of calming the luxurious martial artist, inflad his rage further.
"And what if he’s alive? I haven’t t Ling Xiao yet, but if I did, he’d surely co to his end!"
"Ha! Dream on. Even if I were to die, I would not slander His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor. If I perish, His Majesty will surely care for my family. I am not afraid. Kill if you dare—His Majesty will avenge ."
The old rchant’s face turned red from the chokehold, but he showed no signs of yielding.
All his three sons had been sold into slavery in the Phoenix God Continent; his two daughters had suffered abuse at the hands of the Sea Race.
It was Ling Xiao who saved them and gave the family a stable life.
Though not wealthy, they lived with newfound hope.
To him, Ling Xiao was nothing less than a savior, and no matter the circumstances, he would never go against his conscience and speak ill of Ling Xiao.
Leng i’s sword was already drawn. She glanced at Ling Xiao beside her and asked, "Master, shall I intervene?"
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