7: Chapter 7 The betrothal gift is an imperial weapon? Father-in-law, please accept my bow.

The pressure of the extreme dao imperial weapon surged for thirty thousand li.

That "Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife," merely the size of a palm, floated silently in mid-air. Its blade was as white as snow, unstained by blood, yet it emitted a terrifying killing intent that threatened to freeze all things in heaven and earth.

Above the Tai Chu Holy Land, the light barrier that had been flowing was as fragile as thin paper under this aura, emitting a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

In the entire Tai Chu Holy Land, from the Grand Elder down to the sweeping servants, everyone without exception was forced to bend their waists under the pressure of this imperial aura. Many Disciples with low cultivation were even forced to their knees, shivering.

This was an intact extreme dao imperial weapon!

It was a treasure for suppressing the Sect, something only a contemporary Great Emperor could forge by exhausting their life's blood and divine materials!

Looking across the entire Ancient Immortal Realm, apart from those long-standing Ancient Imperial Clans and ancient families, for an ordinary Holy Land to have an incomplete quasi-emperor artifact as a foundation would already be something to pray for.

And now, Young Master Xu had actually given this kind of strategic-level nuclear weapon, capable of determining the rise and fall of a Sect, as a betrothal gift?

The Tai Chu Sect Master's head was buzzing, as if countless flies were crashing around inside.

He stared blankly at the flying knife in mid-air, which radiated a fatal temptation, his throat as dry as if he had swallowed a handful of sand.

Refuse?

With what could he refuse?

In the world of Cultivate, so-called restraint, face, and rules were worth less than nothing in the face of absolute benefit.

An intact extreme dao imperial weapon was enough to increase the foundation of the Tai Chu Holy Land tenfold, enough to let them walk sideways in the Eastern Wasteland for the next tens of thousands of years, and even qualify them to fight for that ethereal opportunity for Immortal Ascension.

Compared to a Saintess, even a fool could do the math. Not to mention that Su Qingge was only a Saintess; even if it were his own mother, as long as Xu Chen was willing to pay this price, he would pack her up and send her into the bridal sedan without hesitation.

"Gulp."

Someone didn't know who swallowed their saliva first, breaking the suffocating silence.

Immediately after, there was a uniform sound of gasping.

The Elders of the Tai Chu Holy Land, who had been filled with righteous indignation and felt insulted just a moment ago, now had their eyes bulging out. Where was the anger in their gazes? It was all greed! All fanaticism!

"Is... is this the foundation of the Ancient Imperial Clan?"

"My god, in my entire life, I have never seen a living extreme dao imperial weapon..."

"Sect Revered Master! This marriage... I think it works!"

A Grand Elder, disregarding his image, directly transmitted his voice to the Tai Chu Sect Master, his voice trembling, "With this Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, would the Yin and Yang Sect next door dare to fight us for the mineral veins? I'll go wipe them out tomorrow!"

The Tai Chu Sect Master took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart, which was about to jump out of his chest.

He turned his head, and his gaze toward Xu Chen changed instantly.

It was no longer the look of looking at a second-generation Trash, but like looking at a walking God of Wealth, like looking at a long-lost father.

"Um... Young Master Xu."

The Tai Chu Sect Master's face bloomed into a smile more brilliant than a chrysanthemum, his waist subconsciously bending ninety degrees, his tone flattering to the extreme.

"The wind was too strong just now, this Sect Revered Master... oh no, this old man didn't hear clearly."

"Are you saying that this Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is really... a betrothal gift?"

Xu Chen stood on the carriage, looking at the group of old guys below who had treated money like dirt a second ago, and now couldn't wait to grovel. He sneered in his heart.

This was human nature.

This was the world of Cultivate.

"What? Does the Sect Revered Master think it's not enough?"

Xu Chen raised an eyebrow, making a move to take back the flying knife, "If the Sect Revered Master thinks this betrothal gift is light, then this Junior was rude, and I will take it back now..."

"Don't! Absolutely not!"

The Tai Chu Sect Master was so scared that his soul flew away and his spirit scattered. Where was any dignity of a Sect Revered Master? He turned into a stream of light and rushed into mid-air, wishing he could pounce up and hug Xu Chen's thigh.

"Enough! It's more than enough!"

"Young Master Xu's sincerity is truly moving! If this old man doesn't agree, that would be ungrateful and I would deserve to be struck by lightning!"

After speaking, the Tai Chu Sect Master turned around abruptly and shouted at Su Qingge, who was still in a daze below:

"Qingge! What are you still standing there for?"

"Hurry up and come up to meet Young Master Xu... oh no, to meet your husband!"

This shout, mixed with pure Qi, directly woke Su Qingge from her shock.

Su Qingge's cold and beautiful face was now filled with confusion and astonishment.

She never imagined that the talent, beauty, and even so-called dignity she had been proud of her whole life would be bought out by a weapon at this moment.

And sold so thoroughly, so decisively.

Even her Revered Master, who usually loved her the most, now only had the ecstasy of "this deal made a huge profit" in her eyes as she looked at her.

An unprecedented sense of absurdity surged into her heart.

Is this the world of the strong?

"No... I don't believe it..."

At this moment, a shrill roar sounded again. That Ye Liangchen, whose spear had been knocked away by the imperial aura, now had blood-red eyes, disheveled hair, and looked like a madman.

"I don't believe it! This is fake! It's an illusion!"

"He is a Trash, how could he possibly bring out an extreme dao imperial weapon? It must be a trick!"

"Sect Revered Master! Don't be fooled by him! How can Junior Sister Qingge marry such a scumbag who relies on treasures to smash people!"

Ye Liangchen roared, trying to awaken the "conscience" of the crowd.

However, this time, the response he received was no longer the support of his fellow Sect members.

"Shut up!"

The Tai Chu Sect Master's face turned cold, and he backhanded a slap across his face.

Slap!

The crisp sound of the slap resounded through the sky.

Ye Liangchen flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto a spirit peak. Half of his face instantly swelled into a pig's head, and his teeth were shattered all over the ground.

"You bastard! How dare you disrespect Young Master Xu?"

The Tai Chu Sect Master scolded sternly, "Young Master Xu is a son of an emperor, with a noble status. How can a frog in a well like you criticize him?"

"Someone! Drag this ignorant thing down, lock him in the Ice Purgatory, and make him reflect on his mistakes for a hundred years!"

"Yes!"

Two Law Enforcement Elders immediately rushed out and dragged away the still-struggling Ye Liangchen like a dead dog.

From beginning to end, Xu Chen didn't even glance at Ye Liangchen.

Because from this moment on, this so-called Saint was no longer worthy of appearing in his field of vision.

Xu Chen tidied his clothes and jumped off the carriage.

He ignored the Tai Chu Sect Master's flattering smile and walked straight toward the white figure standing in the wind and snow, who appeared somewhat helpless.

Su Qingge watched Xu Chen approaching step by step and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

But for some reason, the moment Xu Chen got close, her heart skipped a beat.

【Ding! Detected that the host is approaching S-rank target Su Qingge.】

【Reward distributed: Divine-Grade Charm Aura (Advanced Version) has been automatically activated.】

【Effect: In the eyes of the opposite sex, every action and every look of the host will be infinitely beautified, like a banished immortal descending, with fatal attraction.】

As the System prompt faded.

In Su Qingge's field of vision, the playboy second-generation, who in her impression was just "bullying others by relying on power," suddenly underwent a earth-shattering change.

He walked against the light.

His purple-gold robe rustled in the wind, and behind him were snow flying all over the sky and that imperial blade emitting a terrifying aura.

His facial features were as handsome as if they were the heaven's most perfect masterpiece, with sword-like eyebrows and a nose like a hanging gallbladder.

Especially those eyes.

Deep, calm, and carrying a faint smile, as if they could see through all the falsehoods of the world.

There was no lewdness as imagined, no decadence as rumored.

Instead, it exuded an indescribable confidence and calmness.

The noble aura emanating from his bones was something that a so-called Prodigy like Ye Liangchen could never compare to.

Su Qingge's originally firm Dao Heart, at this moment, actually had a trace of inexplicable tremor.

Is this... really that rumored Trash?

Why are his eyes more dazzling than the stars in the sky?

"Su Qingge."

Xu Chen stopped three steps away from her.

This distance would neither seem too offensive nor allow her to clearly feel the masculine aura.

Su Qingge's delicate body trembled slightly, and those cold eyes dodged in a panic, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Xu... Young Master Xu."

Her voice was dry, and she no longer had the distance of before.

Xu Chen looked at the stunning beauty in front of him.

It had to be said that the 96 points given by the System were definitely not inflated.

At this moment, although her face was a little pale, that temperament of pity mixed with cold arrogance could actually stir up a man's desire for conquest even more.

"You said just now that we are people from two different worlds?"

Xu Chen lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling on her smooth, jade-like forehead, his voice gentle as jade.

Su Qingge bit her lip and said nothing.

The words from just now sounded like a joke now.

Someone casually bought her world with an extreme dao imperial weapon; it was indeed two different worlds, only she was the frog in the well who had never seen the world.

"Actually, you are right."

Xu Chen suddenly smiled, smiling a bit mischievously, "It was indeed two different worlds before."

"You are the high and mighty Saintess, and I am the Trash who cannot Cultivate."

"But starting from today, our worlds have merged."

Xu Chen reached out and naturally took Su Qingge's soft hand that was hidden in her sleeve.

The touch was icy, delicate as grease.

Su Qingge stiffened, subconsciously wanting to pull her hand back, but she found that although Xu Chen's palm had no Qi, it was warm enough to make her somewhat attached.

This was the first time in her life she had been touched by a member of the opposite sex.

That tingling electric sensation instantly spread throughout her body, causing her icy face, which never melted for ten thousand years, to quickly dye with a thrilling crimson.

"You..."

She raised her head in shame and anger, wanting to rebuke this lecher.

But she happened to run into Xu Chen's eyes, which seemed to carry magic.

"The betrothal gift has been given, and Father-in-law has also agreed."

Xu Chen held her hand tightly and said unquestioningly, "So, from now on, you are my, Xu Chen's, person."

"Your Nine Yin Mysterious Maiden Body, only I can treat."

"Your Dao, only I can help you continue."

"As for turning into yellow soil after a hundred years..."

Xu Chen leaned close to her ear, his warm breath spraying on her sensitive earlobe, and whispered:

"Don't worry, as long as I am here, even if king yama comes, he cannot take me away."

"After all, I still need to keep this life to be entangled with you for life after life..."

Boom!

Su Qingge only felt her brain go blank.

Is this... a love confession?

So domineering, so rogue, yet... so heart-fluttering.

She looked at the man in front of her who was overly confident, and the iceberg in her heart named "restraint" finally cracked open a huge gap.

Perhaps... marrying him is not a bad thing?

As soon as this thought popped up, it scared Su Qingge herself.

Not far away, the Tai Chu Sect Master watched this scene, his old face smiling like a chrysanthemum.

He rubbed his hands and ran over excitedly, bowing deeply to Xu Chen, his voice loud enough that he wished it could spread throughout the entire Eastern Wasteland:

"Good son-in-law!"

"Since the girl Qingge has no objections, then this marriage is settled!"

"Do you want to take her away tomorrow, or just make do for a night at my humble abode tonight?"

Xu Chen turned his head, looking at the Sect Revered Master who had instantly taken on the role of "father-in-law," and nodded with satisfaction.

"How can such a thing be made do with?"

Xu Chen waved his hand and picked up Su Qingge, who was still in a daze, horizontally.

"Ah!"

Su Qingge exclaimed, instinctively hooking her arms around Xu Chen's neck, curling up in his arms, her face flushing red enough to drip blood.

"Grand Elder!"

Xu Chen, holding the beauty, stepped onto the True Dragon carriage with high spirits.

"Pass down the order, three days later, the Xu Family grand wedding!"

"I want to use the grandest fireworks in this Eastern Wasteland to welcome my first wife!"

"Yes!!!"

One hundred thousand Longevity Guards roared in unison, shaking the Nine Heavens.

And in Xu Chen's arms, the once high and unreachable Tai Chu Saintess was now burying her face deep into his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and the corners of her mouth were unknowingly... curving into a very, very shallow arc.