Published: February 25, 2025
Si Tu Wu Hen was heartbroken, tears blurred his vision, and he clenched his fists tightly, making a cracking sound.
He really wanted to rush down and kill Tan Yun!
But he knew he couldn't!
Otherwise, all the time he had spent undercover in Huangfu Sacred Sect, changing his name and identity, would be wasted.
"Young Sovereign is mighty!"
"Mighty..."
"The Young Sovereign is too strong, easily exterminating the strongest disciple of the Eight Lineages!"
"..."
In the Heavenly Palace Square, the voices of excitement from the disciples of the Meritorious Lineage and the Law Enforcement disciples rose and fell.
Mu Mengyi, Zhong Wu Shiyao, Xue Ziyan, Huangfu Yu, and Tuoba Yingying looked at Tan Yun with admiration in their eyes.
Zhongli Yuxin, among the crowd of disciples, didn't glance at Tan Yun at all. She lowered her head and thought: "Tan Yun, Xie Juechen invited you to join our Artifact Lineage yesterday, but you refused!"
"Tomorrow, I will personally find you to talk. If you refuse to join the Zhongli Family, I will personally kill you!"
While Zhongli Yuxin was pondering, on the Jade Tower, the faces of the eight great ancestral patriarchs from the Wind Thunder Lineage, Five Soul Lineage, Beast Spirit Lineage, Ancient Soul Lineage, Holy Spirit Lineage, Danmai, Artifact Lineage, and Talismans Lineage turned iron blue!
The hundreds of ancestral patriarchs from the Eight Lineages also looked extremely grim!
They initially wanted to cultivate a holy son or holy daughter from their own lineage to eliminate Tan Yun and ascend to the position of Young Sovereign, but the outcome was something they couldn't accept!
At the same time, they felt a sense of danger; they could not allow such a monstrous talent like Tan Yun to grow further, or it would be an endless future trouble.
In contrast, Feng Qingcheng rose with a smile and cupped her fists toward Tan Yun, saying, "The Young Sovereign is the true pride of heaven. I admire you deeply!"
Then, over twenty ancestral patriarchs from the Formation Lineage rose in unison to echo, "The Young Sovereign is wise and mighty, without a doubt, the rightful Young Sovereign!"
"Old fox, there will be a time when you can't laugh." Tan Yun sneered inwardly but kept a bright smile on his face, "Everyone, please take a seat."
"Thank you, Young Sovereign." Feng Qingcheng and the other ancestral patriarchs from the Formation Lineage sat down with smiles.
"Lecher, you still have some skill!" At that moment, a melodious voice filled with anger reached Tan Yun's ears.
Tan Yun's gaze froze on Feng Qingcheng, and he smiled slightly.
This seemingly ordinary smile made Feng Qingcheng feel particularly disgusted!
"Don't smile at me; when I see you, I just want to kill you!" Feng Qingcheng angrily sent a voice transmission.
"Qingcheng, I am your future husband; would you really be willing to kill me?" Tan Yun's smile brightened, and he transmitted, "Once I ascend to the position of Sovereign, I will marry you."
"Tan Yun, you..." Feng Qingcheng's body trembled in anger. Suddenly standing up, she noticed everyone was looking at her, so she forced a smile and said, "Congratulations, Young Sovereign, proving you are indeed the rightful Young Sovereign with your strength."
After speaking, Feng Qingcheng tightly clenched her fragrant fist and sat down.
On the way to Huangfu Ancient Mountain last night, Tan Yun had already informed Shen Subing, Mu Mengyi, Zhong Wu Shiyao, Ziyan, and Yingying about his plan to negotiate marriage with Feng Qingcheng.
Thus, Shen Subing and the others had already guessed that Tan Yun had just transmitted a message to Feng Qingcheng.
Tan Yun looked at the stunning Feng Qingcheng, whose face was flushed with anger, and thought coldly, "Sometimes she has a cute side. If one day your Feng clan is willing to submit to me, I can spare her life."
"Otherwise, I, Tan Yun, will let your Feng clan, who attempts to invade Huangfu Sacred Sect... bleed rivers!"
As Tan Yun said, subduing is the best strategy; destruction is the last resort!