6: Chapter 6: Is the Young Master of the Xu Family a Useless Trash? We Won't Marry Him!

A marriage proposal?

These two words exploded over the Tai Chu Holy Land like a thunderclap.

The people of the Tai Chu Holy Land, who had been on the verge of battle and even prepared for the destruction of their Sect, were now all stunned in place.

Inside the mountain-protecting formation, the Elders and Disciples, who had been clutching their Magic Treasures with resolute expressions, looked at each other, their Faces a kaleidoscope of emotions.

One second, it was a tragedy of impending doom with an army at the gates, determined to fight to the death.

The next second, the situation took a bizarre turn, and they were here with one hundred thousand troops to propose marriage?

The Ancient Xu Family's style of doing things was just too... wild, wasn't it?

The Tai Chu Sect Master felt his legs go weak and nearly fell from mid-air. He reached up to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Although the massive stone hanging in his heart had landed, another one now blocked his chest.

A marriage proposal...

If it were any other Prodigy from the Xu Family, even a collateral descendant, as long as their talent was decent, the Tai Chu Holy Land would absolutely send their Saintess over with great fanfare just to climb onto the big tree that is the Xu Family.

But instead, it was Xu Chen who came.

Who in the entire Ancient Immortal Realm didn't know that the only son of The Longevity Emperor was a Mortal born with severed meridians who could not Cultivate?

To have their own brilliant Saintess, who had the potential to challenge the Emperor's Path, marry a Mortal Trash who could only live for a hundred years?

This wasn't just a flower planted in cow dung; this was throwing a flower into a swamp!

"T-this..." The Tai Chu Sect Master stammered for a long time. Not daring to refuse directly, he could only offer a fawning smile and cup his hands toward the golden carriage above:

"So... so it is the Young Lord who has taken a liking to my Disciple. This... this is truly the good fortune of that girl, Qingge."

"However... marriage is a major life event that concerns the reputation of both Sects. Moreover, Qingge is currently in seclusion attempting to break through to a new Realm. Could this matter... perhaps be discussed later?"

The Tai Chu Sect Master used the standard "delay" tactic.

However, the Xu Family clearly had no intention of giving him Face.

"Discussed later?" The Grand Elder of the Xu Family, standing beside the carriage, let out a cold snort and slammed his cane heavily. The terrifying pressure belonging to the Peak of the Quasi-Emperor Realm instantly swept out, causing the mountain-protecting formation to hum and vibrate.

"My Young Lord traveled a long way to get here, and you say we should discuss it later?"

"What? Does your Tai Chu Holy Land think my Young Lord is not good enough for your Disciple? Or do you think the blades in the hands of my Xu Family's one hundred thousand men are not sharp enough?"

A naked threat!

The Tai Chu Sect Master's Face stiffened, his heart filled with extreme bitterness. Is this the overbearing nature of a top-tier Imperial Clan? They don't reason at all!

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, a clear Phoenix cry suddenly echoed from deep within the Tai Chu Holy Land, atop a spiritual Peak covered in snow all year round.

A beautiful figure dressed in moon-white palace attire stepped through the falling snow, drifting toward them.

The moment the woman appeared, the originally noisy world seemed to quiet down for an instant.

She was too beautiful.

Her skin was whiter than snow, her features were as picturesque as a painting, and her cold, aloof temperament was like a Fairy from the Guanghan Palace, making people dare only to look from afar and not to profane her.

It was none other than the Tai Chu Saintess, Su Qingge.

She did not look at the terrifying formation in the sky, but instead stood quietly behind the Tai Chu Sect Master. Her cold eyes were as still as an ancient well, as if the matter about to be discussed was not her own lifelong affair.

Xu Chen sat on the carriage, looking down at the main character who had finally appeared.

"Tsk, she has more flavor in person than in the photo... oh no, than in the portrait."

Xu Chen commented inwardly. That air of cold aloofness—if it could be broken in bed, letting her be stained with the desires of the Mortal World, what a wonderful sight that would be?

[System Prompt: Target Su Qingge has appeared. Current mood: Numb, resigned.]

[Suggestion to Host: When it's time to act, act; show off your charm (money power).]

The corners of Xu Chen's mouth curled slightly, and he was just about to speak. Suddenly, a highly discordant voice rang out from the crowd of the Tai Chu Holy Land.

"I refuse to accept this!"

"I oppose this marriage!"

Accompanied by this roar, a golden beam of light shot into the sky, hovering in mid-air, facing the Xu Family's golden carriage from afar.

It was a heroic-looking young man wearing golden battle armor. His spiritual power surged around him, and he clearly possessed the cultivation of the Dragon Transformation Realm. At this moment, his eyes were blood-red, staring fixedly at Xu Chen, filled with jealousy and unwillingness.

"It's Senior Brother Ye!"

"The Tai Chu Saint Ye Liangchen!"

The Tai Chu Disciples below let out a low gasp.

Ye Liangchen had always been Su Qingge's number one pursuer and held high prestige among the younger generation of the Tai Chu Holy Land. His stepping forward now gave many originally frustrated Disciples a glimmer of hope.

Ye Liangchen ignored the Tai Chu Sect Master's desperate winking hints. He pointed his long spear directly at Xu Chen and shouted loudly:

"Xu Chen! I know you are the Young Master of the Imperial Clan and have a noble status!"

"But in this world of Cultivation, strength is ultimately king!"

"Junior Sister Qingge is a heaven-favored daughter, possessing the Nine Yin Mysterious Maiden Body, destined to ascend to the Peak in the future and look down upon the ages!"

"And what about you?"

A look of undisguised mockery curled on Ye Liangchen's lips. "You are nothing but a cripple born with severed meridians! Besides having a good father, what else do you have?"

"If you force a marriage with Junior Sister Qingge, you will only ruin her Dao Heart and destroy her future!"

"A toad lusting after swan meat—do you even deserve it?!"

These words were resonant and powerful, truly voicing the inner thoughts of everyone present in the Tai Chu Holy Land.

For a moment, many people on the Tai Chu Holy Land side even cast approving glances. Although the Tai Chu Sect Master was frightened pale, fearing that Xu Changsheng would slap this rash young man to death, he couldn't help but feel secretly pleased inside: Well scolded!

Xu Changsheng sat inside the carriage, his brows slightly furrowed, just about to raise his hand to suppress this noisy ant, when he was stopped by Xu Chen.

"Father, why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?"

Xu Chen stood up from the soft couch and walked slowly to the edge of the carriage. He was not angry, and the smile on his Face did not diminish at all. That look in his eyes was like a billionaire watching a beggar shouting by the roadside, filled with mockery and pity.

"You are called... Ye Liangchen?"

Xu Chen's voice was not loud, and he did not use any spiritual power, but it was clearly audible in the dead-silent air.

"That's right!" Ye Liangchen held his head high and said proudly, "What? Did I hit a sore spot?"

Xu Chen chuckled and shook his head.

"You're right, the world of Cultivation is indeed ruled by the strong."

"But your understanding of 'strong' seems a bit narrow."

Xu Chen extended a finger, pointed at the Nine True Dragons beneath his feet, and then pointed at the one hundred thousand divine soldiers behind him.

"Are you good at being born?"

Ye Liangchen was stunned: "What?"

"I'm asking you, are you good at being born?"

Xu Chen restrained his smile and said indifferently, "My father is The Longevity Emperor, my mother is the Peerless Empress, and I was born with resources and status that you couldn't obtain even after struggling for ten thousand years."

"This is also a type of strength, and top-tier strength at that."

"You ask what I have besides a good father?"

"Heh, having a good father is enough to crush you."

Xu Chen's words were like an invisible slap, leaving Ye Liangchen red-faced. This kind of unconventional "dad-flexing" rhetoric was shameless to the extreme, yet people couldn't refute it.

"You... you are shameless!"

Ye Liangchen was furious, "What kind of ability is it to bully others by relying on your status? If you have the guts, come down, suppress your Realm, and fight me fairly!"

"As long as you can beat me, I will admit that you are qualified to marry Junior Sister Qingge!"

Hearing this, Xu Chen almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

He's already anxious? Standard brainless villain lines.

Suppress Realm and fight fairly? Me, a Mortal, fighting you, a Cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Realm? Is your brain filled with paste?

"Ye Liangchen, did you Cultivate your brain until it broke?"

Xu Chen looked at him like he was an idiot, "I am the Young Master of the Imperial Clan, and my life is very precious. Fighting someone like you, a commoner—if I win, there's no benefit, and if I lose, I lose Face. What would I gain from that?"

"Besides..."

Xu Chen's gaze passed over Ye Liangchen and landed directly on the stunningly beautiful figure below who had been silent all along.

"Whether I am qualified or not is not up to you, nor is it up to the Tai Chu Sect Master."

"Not even..."

Xu Chen paused, his tone becoming incomparably overbearing, "Not even Su Qingge herself gets to decide."

"It is I, Xu Chen, who decides!"

Arrogant!

Boundlessly arrogant!

Ye Liangchen was trembling with rage, the long spear in his hand humming, and he could barely resist rushing up to attack.

"Enough!"

The silent Su Qingge finally spoke.

Her voice was cold and clear like jade beads falling on a plate, pleasant to the ear but devoid of any emotion.

She slowly raised her head, and for the first time, her eyes, like cold pools, looked directly at Xu Chen. Although there was a great distance between them, Xu Chen could still feel that trace of resistance and unwillingness deep within her eyes.

"Young Master Xu."

Su Qingge bowed slightly, her etiquette impeccable, yet she kept people at a distance.

"Qingge is devoted to the Dao and has no intention for the Mortal World."

"And as Senior Brother Ye said, Qingge and the Young Master are people from two different worlds."

"Although the Young Master has a noble status, your Lifespan is no more than a hundred years. A hundred years later, the Young Master will turn into a handful of yellow soil, while Qingge may still retain her youthful appearance."

"For the Young Master, wouldn't such a union be a kind of cruelty?"

Although Su Qingge's words were tactful, her refusal was even more resolute than Ye Liangchen's. And every word pierced the heart, pointing directly at Xu Chen's greatest pain point—the inability to Cultivate and a short Lifespan.

The people of the Tai Chu Holy Land breathed a sigh of relief. With the Saintess refusing in person, the Xu Family should know to retreat in the Face of difficulties, right? After all, a forced melon is not sweet, and an Imperial Clan also cares about Face.

Ye Liangchen even looked at Xu Chen triumphantly, as if to say: Look, the Saintess doesn't fancy you, a piece of Trash, at all!

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Xu Chen did not fly into a rage, nor did he look dejected.

Instead, he laughed. He laughed very happily, as if he had heard some huge joke.

"People from two different worlds?"

"Turn into yellow soil after a hundred years?"

Xu Chen laughed while taking out the brocade box he had prepared long ago from his robes.

"Su Qingge, your vision has limited your imagination."

"Did you think I came to propose empty-handed?"

Xu Chen casually tossed the brocade box into the air.

"Grand Elder, tell them what my betrothal gift... is!"

The Grand Elder, who had been holding his breath, had long been unable to wait. He took a step forward, caught the brocade box, and slammed it open.

Boom!

A shrill blade-hum instantly resounded through heaven and earth. Following that, an extreme dao imperial weapon's might, so terrifying that even the Tai Chu Sect Master wanted to kneel, erupted from that small brocade box, sweeping across the entire Tai Chu Holy Land.

In that instant, all the skepticism, mockery, and unwillingness were crushed by this power. The Grand Elder held the brocade box high, his voice like a great bell, deafening:

"By the order of the Young Lord!"

"Using this item as a betrothal gift, I seek to marry the Tai Chu Saintess!"

"The betrothal gift—an intact extreme dao imperial weapon, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife!"

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The triumph on Ye Liangchen's Face instantly froze, and the long spear in his hand clattered down from the clouds.

Su Qingge's eternally icy, beautiful Face also completely collapsed at this moment.