17: The Bai family intends to form a marriage alliance.

Su Xuanchen is getting married.

This news swept through the entire Northern Wilderness like a storm within a matter of days.

Then, with an unstoppable momentum, it rapidly spread to more distant continents like Qingxuan and Beiming.

The entire Sacred Ruins Continent was shaken by this.

Eastern Region, Purple Sun Holy Land.

A Saint Old Ancestor in seclusion was forcibly awakened. He pushed open the stone door that had been sealed for ten thousand years, gazed towards the Northern Wilderness, performed a calculation with his fingers, and his expression drastically changed.

"A new Saint has emerged. His Luck is as mighty as a dragon. That barbaric land of the Northern Wilderness is about to produce a True Dragon!"

Southern Border, Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Mountain.

A Golden Behemoth that had slumbered for tens of thousands of years suddenly opened its mountain-sized eyes and spoke in human language.

"Go, prepare a generous gift and deliver it to the Su Family in the Northern Wilderness."

Western Desert, Endless Demon Abyss.

Beneath the abyss, Devilish Qi churned violently. A supreme Demon Lord let out a low roar: "Investigate! Find out for This lord, who exactly is this Su Xuanchen!"

For a time, the Saint Old Ancestors of various top-tier powers all turned their gazes towards this barren land of the Northern Wilderness.

When they learned that this newly ascended Saint was going to marry an unknown junior from the Gu Family, they were all astonished.

But this did not stop them from making the most correct choice.

Chests upon chests of congratulatory gifts crafted from divine metals and immortal materials were loaded onto the fastest Void Realm ships, which traveled day and night, rushing towards the Northern Wilderness.

No one was willing to offend a young Saint at the peak of his influence at such a time.

The entire Northern Wilderness, and even the surrounding continents, were stirred by undercurrents because of this wedding.

At the same time.

Deep within the imperial palace of the Yunlan Dynasty.

Emperor Bai Tianyu, clad in dragon robes, sat with a grave expression on the dragon throne, his brow furrowed with deep worry.

Below, dozens of royal Elders were as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to breathe too loudly.

"Speak, all of you. What should we do?"

Bai Tianyu's voice was hoarse and weary.

The Su Family had destroyed the Gu Family and unified most of the Northern Wilderness. Their power was established and at its zenith.

Even more terrifying was that Su Family Old Ancestor. His actions were domineering, decisive in slaughter, and he treated first-rate powers like the Myriad Spirits Sect as nothing, killing as he pleased.

For the Yunlan Dynasty, bordering the Su Family, it was akin to having a fierce tiger sleeping right beside one's bed.

"Your Majesty, this subject believes... we should submit."

A white-haired royal Elder tremblingly stepped forward, his voice parched.

"The Su Family has a Saint. This is destiny's decree, something our Yunlan cannot contend against. Submitting early might perhaps buy us a sliver of survival."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall was filled with voices of agreement.

"The Grand Elder speaks truly!"

"A wise man submits to circumstances. There's no need to gamble our Bai Family's ten-thousand-year foundation on a moment of pride!"

Looking at the faces below him, devoid of any Battle Intent, a flicker of sorrow passed through Bai Tianyu's eyes.

At that moment.

"A bunch of trash!"

A cold shout rang out from a corner of the hall.

Everyone turned to look. They saw an elderly man in brocade robes, his aura withered as if he might pass away at any moment, leaning on a dragon-headed cane. He slowly opened his eyes.

It was the pillar of the Yunlan Dynasty, their Quasi-Saint realm Old Ancestor!

"We pay our respects to the Old Ancestor!"

Bai Tianyu and all the Elders immediately bowed in salute.

The quasi-Saint Old Ancestor ignored everyone. His turbid eyes fixed directly on Bai Tianyu, his voice rasping.

"Submit?"

"Do you know that once we submit, our Bai Family will be completely reduced to a vassal of the Su Family, our life and death hanging on their whim!"

"Our Bai Family's Luck will also be devoured by the Su Family. From then on, any chance of resurgence will be gone!"

Bai Tianyu's face instantly turned deathly pale.

"But... but if we don't submit, how can our Yunlan Dynasty withstand the wrath of a Saint?"

Hearing this, the quasi-Saint Old Ancestor let out a meaningful, cold laugh.

"Who said anything about being his enemy?"

He paused, then spoke word by word.

"Form a marriage alliance."

A marriage alliance?

Bai Tianyu and the Elders were all stunned.

The quasi-Saint Old Ancestor's gaze seemed to pierce through the layers of palaces, landing on the deepest Forbidden Ground within the imperial grounds.

"That girl Lingxi, born with Spirit Eyes, her Aptitude rivals that of a Divine Body. Given the right Opportunity, she might very well achieve Sainthood."

"However, the path to Sainthood is incredibly arduous. Without a Saint's guidance, relying solely on her own exploration, the hope is slim."

His voice carried a trace of fanaticism and resolve.

"Although Su Xuanchen is domineering, since he is taking a wife, it shows he is not one to sever all emotions and desires."

"Let Lingxi marry him!"

"With a Saint husband like him for protection and guidance, Lingxi can grow up safely and smoothly pass her Saint Tribulation!"

"When that time comes, our Bai Family will possess two Saints!"

Boom!

These words exploded in Bai Tianyu's mind like a thunderclap!

Yes!

How had he not thought of it!

The guidance of a Saint—what a Heaven-Defying Opportunity that is!

If the Bai Family could truly produce two Saints, forget just the Northern Wilderness, even the entire Sacred Ruins Continent would have a place for them!

"Excellent!"

Bai Tianyu slammed his hand on the dragon throne. All the worry on his face vanished, replaced by excitement and ambition.

"We'll do it this way!"

He made the decision on the spot.

"In three days, for the wedding, I will personally take Lingxi to attend the ceremony!"

"If that Su Xuanchen is truly as peerlessly brilliant as the rumors say, I will agree to this marriage on Lingxi's behalf!"

Elsewhere.

Myriad Spirits Sect.

Deep within the ancestral land of the Sect's Forbidden Ground.

The Sect Master of Ten Thousand Spirits Sect was kneeling in terror before an ancient Immortal Cave, his body trembling like a sieve.

Just moments ago, he had reported the news of Su Xuanchen killing the Sect's Elder and publicly announcing his marriage to a woman from the Gu Family.

Inside the Immortal Cave, there was deathly silence.

But, an aura terrifying enough to make even an Eternal Realm Venerable tremble in fear was slowly awakening.

That aura was sinister, violent, and filled with boundless killing intent.

The stone door of the Immortal Cave hummed under this aura. Wisps of black Evil Qi, like venomous snakes, seeped out, corroding the surrounding Void Realm with sizzling sounds.

After a long while.

A voice, ancient, hoarse, as if emanating from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, slowly sounded.

"Killed my Sect's Elder..."

"And dares to hold a wedding with such fanfare..."

"He is, provoking This old man."

Boom!

As the words fell.

An even more terrifying aura erupted violently!

The entire mountain gate of the Myriad Spirits Sect shook violently at that moment, as if it might collapse at any time!

The Sect Master of Ten Thousand Spirits Sect was pressed flat to the ground by this aura, not even daring to lift his head. Yet, his eyes were filled with wild joy and venomous hatred.

The Old Ancestor was enraged!

That ancient voice sounded again, carrying an indisputable killing intent.

"Since he wants to hold a joyous occasion."

"Then This old man will personally pay a visit and present him with a grand gift."

From within the Immortal Cave, a streak of light shot out, hovering steadily before the Sect Master of Ten Thousand Spirits Sect.

It was a large black bow forged from the bones of an unknown Divine Beast. Blood-red runes were inscribed on its body, emanating an aura that could make even a Saint's heart palpitate.

The saint slaying bow!

The Myriad Spirits Sect's ultimate treasure, a supreme weapon of slaughter that had once tasted the blood of a Saint!

"In three days."

"At the wedding."

The voice from the Immortal Cave was icy and decisive, like a final judgment.

"This old man will personally come and use this bow to demand repayment in blood."

"Leave none alive."