614: Chapter 614 Enraging Xuanyuan

You took a deep breath, looking at the bustling crowd on the street, and remained silent for a moment before speaking, "Is everyone doing alright?"

"They are all doing quite well and are very diligent. They spend years in seclusion, rarely stepping outside. Occasionally, some issues arise, but they are not major, and they can handle them well themselves..." Qin Yu blurted it all out at once.

While listening, you watched the people coming and going on the street, nodding from time to time.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, it was dusk.

The streets of Nanyang City remained lively, crowded with people, and the lights began to brighten.

Suddenly, two people on the street caught your eye.

In front was a woman in a pale golden dress with her hair tied in a high bun. Her face was stern, and her brows carried a hint of heroic spirit. At her waist hung a golden token with the characters "Xuanyuan" engraved on it.

It was none other than Xuanyuan Yao.

A man followed behind her, grinning and fawning over her incessantly.

"Yaoer, it's rare for you to visit the Heavenly Palace. Why don't I keep you company and show you around?" Yan Feng quickened his pace to follow her, his tone eager and attentive.

Xuanyuan Yao ignored him completely, walking straight ahead with a cold face.

"Yaoer? Say something!" Yan Feng wouldn't give up and moved closer.

Xuanyuan Yao stopped, turned around, and looked at him coldly. "Yan Feng, I am devoted to the Dao and have no interest in other matters. Do not waste your time on me. Your behavior only makes me despise you."

Yan Feng scratched his head and gave a sheepish smile. "Yaoer..."

Xuanyuan Yao immediately raised her hand, a long sword formed of spiritual energy appearing in her palm. She pointed the tip at Yan Feng. "If you call me Yaoer again, don't blame me for being heartless!"

Yan Feng stammered, opening his mouth but not daring to speak.

Although he was a Prodigy of the Yan Clan of the Heavenly Palace, Xuanyuan Yao was also a Prodigy of the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan, and her status was no lower than his. If they truly fought, he wouldn't gain any advantage.

People on the street looked over; some whispered, while others stopped to watch the commotion.

At this moment, you walked over and said with a smile, "You girl, you really don't know what's good for you. Yan Feng is a Prodigy of the Heavenly Palace; how is he not good enough for you?"

Xuanyuan Yao turned to look at you, her brows furrowed. "Who are you? What business is it of yours?"

Yan Feng also looked over, stunned for a moment, before his eyes lit up. He quickly cupped his hands and bowed. "You... are you the Star Lord of Nanyang?"

You nodded, standing with your hands behind your back. You swept your gaze over Xuanyuan Yao before looking at Yan Feng, your tone gentle. "Little Feng, do not be afraid. I will make the decision for you. Just pursue your love boldly."

After a pause, your voice turned cold. "If she is unwilling, you must force her. Just like when I was young, the other party was unwilling at first, but later, after getting used to it, she was willing."

Yan Feng looked at you, lowered his head with a smile, and blushed.

"Star Lord is right," he muttered softly, stealing a glance at Xuanyuan Yao.

Xuanyuan Yao's face sank completely.

She stared at you, her chest heaving violently, her whole body trembling with anger.

"You... Senior!" she gritted her teeth, enunciating every word. "Do you really think my Xuanyuan Immortal Clan fears your Heavenly Palace?"

Watching her angry appearance, you were secretly pleased—what you wanted was for her to be angry.

The angrier, the better.

Only then could hatred be planted, take root, and sprout.

"I am just speaking the truth." You spread your hands, your tone indifferent. "The Heavenly Palace and the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan have been on good terms for generations. Forming a marriage alliance is not a bad thing."

"Pah!" Xuanyuan Yao spat. "Who wants to form a marriage alliance with your Heavenly Palace? What do you think your Heavenly Palace is?"

You raised your hand and slapped her—

Slap!

It was crisp and loud.

A palm print quickly appeared on Xuanyuan Yao's cheek, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

She was slapped so hard her head turned to the side, her hair disheveled, and she stumbled a step before steadying herself.

She glared at you fiercely, her teeth chattering with rage, her whole body trembling.

"Who taught you that? How dare you be so rude?" you said coldly. "If it weren't for the fact that our Little Yan likes you, I would have captured you to be a Cauldron right now."

Yan Feng's expression changed drastically, and he waved his hands repeatedly. "Star Lord, no, no, please don't do that."

"Little Yan, you don't understand women." You turned to look at him, your tone flat. "Women who act high and mighty like this must be beaten. Once beaten into submission, they won't dare to act that way anymore, and they will be obedient at home in the future."

Xuanyuan Yao was trembling with rage, tears welling up in her eyes, and her voice carried a sob. "You... you... you dare to hit me? My parents have never even hit me..."

As she spoke, a Jade Talisman appeared in her hand. The talisman glowed with spiritual light and was covered in runes—it contained a Divine Thought Clone of a Body Integration or even a Mahayana Cultivator.

She took a deep breath, holding the Jade Talisman and glaring at you, her voice trembling but enunciating clearly, "Do you really think my Xuanyuan Immortal Clan is easy to bully?"

Yan Feng panicked, waving his hands repeatedly, sweat breaking out on his forehead. "No, no, no! Yaoer, listen to me, it's all my fault, don't be angry..."

"Little Yan, don't be afraid." You raised your hand to interrupt him, your tone remaining calm. "Today, your Uncle Qin will make the decision for you."

"What is going on?"

Suddenly, a group of people from the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan walked over.

Leading them were two people—Xuanyuan Ming, who was participating in the Soul Transformation arena, and Xuanyuan Mu, who was participating in the Void Refining arena.

Xuanyuan Ming saw the palm print and tear stains on Xuanyuan Yao's cheek at a glance, and his expression changed drastically.

He glared fiercely at Yan Feng, then looked at you. "Star Lord of Nanyang? Is this how your Heavenly Palace treats guests?"

You looked at him with a smile. "Treating guests? She dared to speak rudely to me; shouldn't I teach her a lesson? If it were anyone else, they would have already become a corpse by now."

"You—!" Xuanyuan Ming's body trembled with rage.

Xuanyuan Mu raised his hand to stop him, stepped forward, his tone still somewhat restrained. "Senior, you are a dignified Star Lord; why lower yourself to the level of a junior? Are you not afraid of losing your status?"

You stared at him, your gaze suddenly turning cold. "When your Xuanyuan Immortal Clan occupied my Heavenly Palace's mineral veins, why didn't you mention losing status? When you killed the guards in our Heavenly Palace's mining area, why didn't you mention losing status?"

With that said, you raised your hand—

An invisible, immense force swept out.

Xuanyuan Ming, Xuanyuan Mu, and Xuanyuan Yao, along with the seven or eight Disciples of the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan behind them, were like fallen leaves caught in a gale. Unable to stand, they were all sent flying.

The ones with lower cultivation rolled on the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

Dust filled the street, and debris scattered everywhere.

Many people nearby immediately stopped, leaning against the side from a distance, whispering among themselves.

"The Heavenly Palace is too overbearing; they don't even care about the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan."

"The Heavenly Palace being overbearing isn't a one-time thing. This is only because the other party is the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan; if it were anyone else, they would likely be dead already."

"This is nothing. If that woman Liu Xuerong were here, she would likely be even more overbearing."