5: Chapter 5: The Imperial Clan Sets Off for War! Is that a marriage proposal? It's more like an expedition to wipe out entire clans!

The next morning.

As the first ray of dawn pierced the clouds and shone upon the land of the Ancient Immortal Realm, all the Cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland were awakened by a sudden, terrifying sense of oppression.

The sky had gone dark.

It was not clouds blocking the sun, but a behemoth obscuring the firmament.

The floating island complex where the Xu Family resided was completely abuzz today. Countless divine rainbows shot into the sky, and dense formations of war vessels sailed out like a torrent of steel. Flags blocked the sky, and the aura of slaughter was so intense that birds within a radius of ten thousand miles dared not beat their wings.

Xu Chen stood on the white jade plaza in front of the Hall of Eternal Life, looking at the formation before him that was enough to terrify anyone with trypophobia, his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

He had indeed told the Grand Elder yesterday to make the spectacle grander.

But the "grand" he understood meant, at most, sending a few more luxury cars, scattering some flower petals, and finding a few bands to play music to make it look glorious.

But this scene before him...

"Father, we are going to propose marriage, not to wipe out a Sect, right?"

Xu Chen turned his head and looked at his father, Xu Changsheng, who was standing beside him in a black imperial robe, majestic and domineering. His tone was somewhat uncertain.

In the center of the plaza, the nine green-scaled flood dragons that originally pulled the golden carriage had been replaced.

In their place were Nine True Dragons, each a thousand feet long, covered in purple-gold scales, and exuding pure draconic might!

Although they were only sub-adult True Dragons, these were legendary Divine Beasts!

Usually, the appearance of just one would make countless Holy Lands enshrine it like an ancestor. Yet now, they were like beasts of burden, harnessed with special mixing-heaven silk ropes, snorting heavily, and lying obediently on the ground.

And behind the imperial carriage, which had been re-refined and embedded with countless divine crystals, one hundred thousand "Longevity Guards" clad in black-gold armor stood in formation.

Each of them held a long halberd and rode a Cloud-Stepping Savage Beast. The lowest level of cultivation among them was the Dragon Transformation Realm, and the ten commanders leading them were all at the Great Ability level.

This was not going to welcome a bride.

This was clearly going to launch an immortal imperial war!

Xu Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Family elite before him, nodding with satisfaction. Then he looked at Xu Chen, his tone matter-of-fact.

"Chener, what do you know?"

"That Su Qingge is the Saintess of the Tai Chu Holy Land, and she possesses the Nine Yin Mysterious Maiden Body; she is arrogant."

"If we don't show the power of our Xu Family to crush everything, how can we make her surrender willingly? How can we deter those petty people who covet her?"

Speaking of this, a trace of world-dominating dominance flashed in Xu Changsheng's eyes.

"Besides, you are the only son of This Emperor, the future of our Xu Family."

"This is your first time handling a matter outside. If the spectacle is small, wouldn't the world laugh at me, Xu Changsheng, for not even having the capital to marry a wife for my son?"

Xu Chen felt a warmth rise in his heart as he listened to his father's domineering remarks.

Is this the happiness of a top-tier second-generation heir?

Others propose marriage by "asking for a hand," but he is "seizing the hand."

However... this feeling is really great!

"Father is right!"

Xu Chen straightened his purple-gold robe, woven from ten-thousand-year celestial silkworm silk and embroidered with Qilin and auspicious cloud patterns, and stepped onto the golden carriage pulled by the Nine True Dragons.

"Set off! Target—Tai Chu Holy Land!"

Ang—!

Following Xu Chen's order, the Nine True Dragons roared into the sky, the sound of dragon chants shattering the clouds of the Nine Heavens.

The massive golden carriage started with a boom, crushing the Void Realm and making a thunderous sound.

Behind them, the one hundred thousand Longevity Guards roared in unison, the sound wave sweeping across the world like a tsunami.

"Respectfully send off the Young Lord to welcome the bride!"

"The glory of the Xu Family cannot be profaned!"

The massive fleet sailed away from the immortal island, crushing toward the direction of the Tai Chu Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland.

...

This day was destined to be recorded in the annals of the Eastern Wasteland.

Everywhere the Xu Family's fleet passed, the Void Realm trembled, and all spirits submitted.

Countless Cultivators from Sects and imperial dynasties looked up one after another, watching the steel torrent blocking the sky, their faces turning pale with fear, their legs shaking.

In an ancient cultivation city in the Eastern Wasteland.

An old Cultivator was bragging in a teahouse when he suddenly felt his teacup vibrate violently, spilling tea all over himself.

He looked up in terror, only to see Nine True Dragons pulling a carriage as dazzling as the sun whistling past overhead. The terrifying pressure made him instantly kneel to the ground.

"True... True Dragon?!"

"That is the totem flag of the Ancient Xu Family! My god, what has happened?"

"One hundred thousand troops dispatched; the world is going to change!"

"Could it be that the dark turmoil is about to erupt again? Or is the Xu Family going to war against some immortal power?"

The surrounding Cultivators were so frightened that their souls were flying away and spirits scattering, guessing endlessly.

"Look! That direction... is the Tai Chu Holy Land!"

Someone exclaimed, pointing in the direction the fleet was heading.

"Tai Chu Holy Land? Did the Tai Chu Holy Land offend The Longevity Emperor?"

"It's over, it's over. Although the Tai Chu Holy Land is also a top power, in front of the Ancient Xu Family, I'm afraid it's not enough."

"With this formation, I'm afraid it's going to be a bloodbath!"

Panic spread through the Eastern Wasteland like a plague.

The news spread in all directions at a terrifying speed through teleportation arrays and Jade Slips.

《Shock! Ancient Xu Family dispatches its entire nest, pointing its sword at Tai Chu Holy Land!》

《Nine Dragons pulling a carriage, one hundred thousand divine soldiers, The Longevity Emperor personally taking command, suspected to be the start of an immortal imperial war!》

Tai Chu Holy Land is in danger! The pattern of the Eastern Wasteland is about to be reshuffled!》

Countless onlookers, with a mix of anxiety and curiosity, followed far behind the Xu Family's fleet, wanting to witness this historic moment.

They wanted to see what kind of deep hatred could make the Xu Family, which had been silent for tens of thousands of years, make such a big move.

...

On the carriage.

Xu Chen lay comfortably on a soft couch covered with Spirit Beast fur, holding a crystal-clear Spirit Medicine to munch on.

He naturally did not know about the panic and speculation outside, and even if he did, he would only dismiss it with a smile.

His mind was now full of Su Qingge, whom he was about to meet.

"System, how long until we arrive?"

Xu Chen asked in his heart.

[Answering Host, according to the current speed, we will arrive at the mountain gate of the Tai Chu Holy Land in one quarter of an hour.]

[Detected that the Host's heartbeat is accelerating and adrenaline secretion is increasing.]

[Warm reminder: This is the Host's first formal "hunt," please maintain the status of the Young Master of the Imperial Clan and do not show a lecherous expression. According to big data analysis, the cold and aloof Nine Yin Mysterious Maiden Body is more susceptible to the "domineering president" type.]

"Get lost, when has This Young Master ever been lecherous?"

Xu Chen rolled his eyes and threw away the fruit core, "I am just brewing emotions, understand?"

However, the System's words reminded him.

A woman like Su Qingge, who had been held in the palm of her hand since childhood, was used to all kinds of sycophants trying to please her.

If he acted like that idiot Ye Liangchen, sending flowers, sending grass, and showing concern, he probably wouldn't even get a proper look from her.

To win over this kind of high-mountain flower, one had to take an unusual path.

She is cold and aloof?

Then he would be colder and more domineering than her!

Directly use absolute strength and background to crush her pride, and then give her a little tenderness.

This is the legendary "give a slap and then a sweet date."

Xu Chen touched the brocade box in his arms containing the extreme dao imperial weapon "Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife," a playful look flashing in his eyes.

"Su Qingge, I hope you are prepared."

"To welcome your destined husband."

...

Tai Chu Holy Land.

As one of the oldest Holy Lands with a Legacy in the Eastern Wasteland, the Tai Chu Holy Land sat on ninety-nine spirit peaks. Here, clouds and mist curled all year round, and cranes flew, resembling a fairyland on earth.

However, at this moment, this fairyland was in a complete mess.

"Report—!"

A mountain-guarding Disciple stumbled into the Tai Chu Hall, his face pale as paper, his voice carrying a sobbing tone.

"Sect... Sect Head! Something bad has happened!"

"The Xu Family's army is attacking!"

In the hall, the Tai Chu Sect Master was drinking tea and discussing the Dao with several Grand Elders.

Hearing this, the ten-thousand-year purple sand teapot in the Tai Chu Sect Master's hand shattered with a "crack."

"What did you say?!"

The Tai Chu Sect Master stood up abruptly, a terrifying Great Ability aura bursting out. "Xu Family? Which Xu Family?"

"It's the Ancient Imperial Clan... the Xu Family of The Longevity Emperor!"

The mountain-guarding Disciple collapsed on the ground, trembling, "Nine True Dragons pulling a carriage, and more than a dozen flying boats, black and dense, have already reached a hundred miles outside the mountain gate!"

"What?!"

The several Grand Elders present also jumped up in fright.

"This... how is this possible? Our Tai Chu Holy Land has always kept to ourselves and not offended the Xu Family. Why would they attack us?"

"Could it be because we snatched a Spirit Medicine from the Xu Family in the Secret Realm last time?"

"Fart! Is a Spirit Medicine worth dispatching nine dragons to pull a carriage? That is the specification for an Emperor's travel!"

The Tai Chu Sect Master's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

Although he was an overlord, in front of a real Emperor, he was still like an ant.

If Xu Changsheng really wanted to wipe out the Tai Chu Holy Land, they probably wouldn't even be able to hold out for a day.

"Quick! Activate the mountain-protecting formation! Awaken the sleeping Old Ancestor!"

The Tai Chu Sect Master roared, his voice spreading throughout the Holy Land, "All Disciples, enter combat readiness!"

Boom!

Above the Tai Chu Holy Land, layers of colorful light screens rose instantly, countless formation patterns interlacing, exuding a heart-palpitating defensive aura.

However, just as the formation rose, a terrifying pressure that could not be described descended from the sky.

Crack! Crack!

The mountain-protecting formation, which claimed to be able to withstand the attacks of a quasi-emperor, actually let out a groan of unbearable weight, and fine cracks appeared on the light screen.

The Tai Chu Sect Master looked up, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

He saw nine incomparably huge True Dragons, pulling a golden carriage flowing with Chaos Qi, slowly stopping above the Tai Chu Holy Land, like a God King of the Nine Heavens inspecting the human world.

And behind the carriage, one hundred thousand black-armored divine soldiers were in formation in the Void Realm, the long halberds in their hands flashing with cold light, the killing intent condensing into substance, causing the world to change color.

On the highest point of the carriage, a young figure leaned lazily on a soft couch, looking down at the Tai Chu Holy Land crowd below who were facing a formidable enemy.

That look was just like looking at a group of startled ants.

The Tai Chu Sect Master took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart, flew up, and bowed to the carriage from across the mountain-protecting formation.

"I did not know the imperial carriage of the Xu Family was arriving, Tai Chu has failed to welcome you from afar!"

"May I ask... what mistake my Tai Chu Holy Land has made to trouble the Emperor to personally lead the expedition?"

His voice carried a trace of trembling, his posture humble to the extreme.

However, the response to him was not the thunderous rage of The Longevity Emperor.

It was a young, lazy, yet unquestionable and domineering voice, clearly ringing in the ears of every Disciple of the Tai Chu Holy Land.

"Tai Chu Sect Master, you have misunderstood."

The curtains on the carriage slowly opened, revealing Xu Chen's peerlessly handsome face.

He had a faint smile on his lips, his eyes sweeping through the crowd, seemingly looking for something.

"This Young Master has come today, not to wipe out the Sect."

"I just heard that your Saintess, Su Qingge, is talented and beautiful, and is a good match."

"So I specially brought some small gifts to ask the Sect Master..."

"For a marriage proposal."