8: OK, OK! Is this how you play?

“Alright, alright, alright, so this is how you want to play, huh?”

Even the System was dumbfounded; it had never encountered such a fierce Host.

It told you to capture the female protagonist, and you just went straight for a marriage proposal?

Nangong Qin was completely stunned, alright?!

The usual coldness on Nangong Qin’s beautiful face vanished, completely wiped away by Chu Feng’s shocking words.

Her mind was indeed a blank slate right now.

“A Saint wants me to be his Dao Companion?”

“This isn’t a big deal?”

“This is a huge deal?!”

This was only their first meeting; who proposes marriage right off the bat? Was he really not joking?

Chu Feng was tall, and even the statuesque Nangong Qin was half a head shorter than him.

Her Phoenix eyes looked up at Chu Feng’s handsome face, which remained unperturbed, before she gently lowered her gaze. Those eyes were as deep as the cosmos, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Chu Feng knew his words were startling, but he didn’t care.

The reason for doing so was simple.

In his opinion, this hidden quest didn’t require much time at all!

The gap between him and Nangong Qin was far greater than the Xuan Realm experts imagined.

One was a Great Emperor, the other a King.

Under normal circumstances, a King wouldn’t even have the right to speak in front of him.

Was it realistic for a Great Emperor to shamelessly, humbly, and painstakingly try to capture a King?

Although he didn’t care about prestige or anything like that.

But he was very particular about efficiency!

The System had made it perfectly clear before: he had the innate destiny of an Ultimate Villain.

Although he was lucky now to have drawn the Great Emperor identity, allowing him to stomp on Gu Yan, the Heavenly Mandate Protagonist, what about later?

What if a new Heavenly Mandate Protagonist suddenly appeared and stomped on him just like he stomped on Gu Yan? He couldn’t just sit there and wait to die, could he?

This was a matter of life and death!

He didn’t have that much time to foolishly flirt with a King or play some romance game!

Quickly finish this quest, get the rewards, make thorough preparations, and then, if a Heavenly Mandate Protagonist appears, beat them down!

This was the Kingly Way!

Even the System was bewildered, let alone those Xuan Realm experts.

After hearing Chu Feng’s words, they were all shocked!

A Chongxuan Pavilion Elder exclaimed, “How could it be so sudden?!”

Although the Chongxuan Pavilion Revered Master was a Great Completion King, he wasn’t weak.

But between him and a Saint, there was a world of difference!

What virtue and ability did Nangong Qin possess to be worthy of becoming a Saint’s Dao Companion??

Another Chongxuan Pavilion Elder also looked at Elder Jiang, saying in disbelief, “Elder Jiang, you didn’t make a mistake in your analysis earlier, did you? Wasn’t the Saint testing Gu Yan? The leap is so huge all of a sudden?”

His words immediately made the other Elders nod, their gazes uniformly turning towards Elder Jiang.

Elder Jiang, with his silver hair and elegant demeanor, had originally exuded the air of a wise man.

His astute eyes also became dull, and he stiffly turned his neck, his gaze shifting between Chu Feng and Nangong Qin, finally settling on Gu Yan.

Gu Yan, still bloody and not fully recovered, sat slumped on the ground like someone with polio.

“Let Revered Master be his Dao Companion? This illusion… is getting more and more ridiculous.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Yan felt as if he had been inexplicably stabbed, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Although his reluctantly pieced-together features were a mess, with his nose not looking like a nose and his eyes not looking like eyes, making him appear utterly grotesque, no expression could be discerned.

But his heart right now felt like a spilled vinegar bottle, overwhelmingly sour.

This was a different kind of pain from his Physical Body being shattered just now.

Because he harbored a deep, hidden affection for his Revered Master, Nangong Qin!

Even though he was only at the Dragon Transformation Realm now, he had experienced continuous fortuitous encounters and made extremely rapid progress along the way, making him inherently arrogant and confident.

After becoming Nangong Qin’s Disciple and being gently guided by her, a seed of affection had long been planted in his heart.

Now, seeing his mortal enemy, Chu Feng, not only become a Saint-level powerhouse but also propose that his beloved Revered Master, Nangong Qin, become his Dao Companion—

Even though he knew better, the extremely possessive Gu Yan’s heart still ached terribly!

A test!

These are all tests!

I’m still in an illusion!

Gu Yan took a deep breath, remaining silent.

Elder Jiang withdrew his gaze from Gu Yan, revealing a look of sudden realization. “I know.”

Know what?

The other Elders, hearing this, all looked over. What do you know now?

He explained to everyone, “My previous judgment should have been correct.”

“This Saint Senior indeed came to find a Legacy holder, and he immediately chose Gu Yan of our Chongxuan Pavilion.”

He looked at the blood-stained Gu Yan, shaking his head in disappointment. “What a pity, Gu Yan was not up to par and was not favored by the Saint Senior.”

Not favored by the Saint Senior?

The other Elders were thoughtful.

Indeed, it seemed the Saint Senior was quite displeased with Gu Yan earlier, even directly calling him useless.

Someone couldn’t help but ask, “But what does this have to do with the Pavilion Revered Master?”

Elder Jiang gently stroked his silver beard, proudly stating his judgment: “Heh heh, although Gu Yan was not chosen, our Chongxuan Pavilion is a land of outstanding talents, so the Saint Senior naturally took a liking to the Pavilion Revered Master.”

“Given the Pavilion Revered Master’s status and Realm, becoming a Disciple would be somewhat inappropriate.”

“A Dao Companion, on the other hand, is most suitable.”

Hearing him say this, everyone suddenly understood.

Suitable my foot.

Gu Yan’s face was ashen.

Based on his understanding of Nangong Qin, her personality was cold and proud, and she was reserved; she would definitely not agree.

Chu Feng’s gaze was calm as he looked at the beautiful and charming woman before him, slowly asking, “How about it?”

Nangong Qin lightly furrowed her brows, softly saying, “Saint, this matter is too sudden… Please allow me to consider it carefully.”

Originally, given her personality, she should have been angered.

But perhaps it was because this Saint’s strength was truly terrifying, his attitude was exceptionally sincere, his words were gentle, and most importantly, he was very good-looking.

This prevented her from feeling any ill will and instead made her fall into deep thought.

Elder Jiang, not far away, grew anxious and immediately transmitted his voice: “Consider what, Pavilion Revered Master! This is a Saint! If you agree, you might be able to change the fate of the Nangong family.”

Nangong Qin heard this, gently shook her head, and did not reply.

Changing her Heaven-Defying fate, of course, she wanted to.

Since the founding of Chongxuan Pavilion, the tragic fate of the Nangong clan had persisted for generations.

She had long accepted her fate, but if a Saint were to help, she might have a great chance to change her fate.

But the problem was—she had no idea what this Saint’s background was, nor what his intentions were. If she agreed rashly, let alone changing her fate, perhaps even the entire Chongxuan Pavilion would be implicated, which was something she, as the Pavilion Revered Master, could absolutely not tolerate.

Seeing Nangong Qin hesitate, Chu Feng was not surprised.

Proposing marriage out of nowhere—if this were on Blue Star, it would be considered hooliganism, and small essays would be written furiously.

But this was a Xuanhuan world!

A cruel world where the strong prey on the weak and resources are King.

Sincerity is always the ultimate kill.

Chu Feng slowly said, “Oh, and as a token of my sincerity, I have prepared one hundred jin of Saint-tier Cultivation Techniques as a betrothal gift.”

With a casual wave of his hand, a large, colorful pile of books crashed down onto the ground in front of the hall.