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In the backyard.

Murong Aotian stood anxiously outside a door.

After a short while, the door opened, and a maid in a blue dress came out and respectfully said, “Young Master, the Family Master has asked you to enter.” With permission granted, Murong Aotian couldn’t wait to rush into the room.

“Grandfather!”

In the room, Murong Ba, with his full head of white hair, stood in front of a desk, holding a calligraphy brush in his hand, the brush tip moving vigorously and forcefully across the rice paper.

Upon hearing Murong Aotian’s call, he didn’t stop until the last stroke was laid down, and then slowly put down the brush, raising his head.

“Aotian,” Murong Ba showed a kindly smile, “How is it? How has your cultivation been recently?”

“Grandfather, my cultivation is fine, it’s just…”

“As long as it’s fine. Your performance in the Sect’s Grand Competition this time was really disappointing. I heard that someone with the same cultivation level as you made it to the top ten. You need to work harder.”

After failing to snatch the Swordgrass, Murong Aotian spent the following days looking for Qin Changqing’s whereabouts, causing him to lose a lot of points in the competition.

By the time he realized he should focus on the competition, the chaotic battle had already reached its climax, with the weak eliminated, making every step he took extremely difficult.

At the end of the competition, he only achieved the 88th place.

However, his Purple Flame Sword Skill was supposed to be much stronger than Baiyun Mountain’s.

Murong Ba had specifically inquired about the competition, and if not for Qin Lingshuang’s top ten achievement, Murong Aotian’s results wouldn’t have looked that bad.

But with Qin Lingshuang’s top ten hanging over his head, his 88th place looked particularly bad.

“Grandfather, I will definitely work hard in my cultivation!” Murong Aotian said anxiously, “I came this time to talk about my sister’s matter. She shouldn’t marry into the Gongsun Family!”

“Nonsense!” Murong Ba’s eyebrows raised, “The marriage with the Gongsun Family is something our two families planned long ago. Once Xue’er returns this time, she will marry Gongsun Yang. His father, Gongsun Ming, is a Half-step Golden Elixir expert. It would be her lifelong fortune to marry him!”

“But she doesn’t like him!”

“Like? Aotian, are you still so naive?”

Murong Ba said with disappointment, “How much is liking worth in this world? Without strength, even life is worthless. The Gongsun Family is powerful, and their Family Master, Gongsun Ming, is one of the four commanders of Yinxu Prefecture. If our Murong Family can form an alliance with them through marriage, we won’t have to live in fear in Yinxu Prefecture anymore.”

With that, his tone softened a bit, “Aotian, you are the hope of our Murong Family. Don’t be emotional like your father. Back then, it was because of his so-called love that almost led the Murong Family into the abyss. Look at him now, all his cultivation lost and living worse than a mortal. Tell me, what use is liking?”

Murong Aotian’s speech stagnated.

His father had his energy sea destroyed by someone while pursuing a woman back then.

If it wasn’t for Murong Ba’s decisive action, the Murong Family might not even exist now.

For powerful experts, they could easily annihilate families like theirs without bothering with any reasoning.

As much as Murong Aotian was unwilling, he couldn’t find a reason to refute it.

“If… if I can reach the Golden Elixir stage before the age of fifty, will the Murong Family not need the help of others to rise?”

Murong Ba spoke indifferently, “That’s unrelated. If you can reach the Golden Elixir stage sooner, your achievements in the future will undoubtedly be higher than Gongsun Family’s ancestor. Taking advantage of Xue’er’s relationship, we will easily swallow Gongsun Family!”

Murong Aotian’s face turned pale.

So, no matter how hard he tries, his sister must still marry.

Murong Ba patted his grandson’s shoulder, “Aotian, you will eventually take over the Murong Family, but first, you must understand how to bring the greatest benefits to the family.”

Murong Aotian hung his head and said nothing.

In his eyes, family interests were nothing compared to Murong Xue.

At that moment, the steward rushed in:

“Family Master! Miss is back!”

“Oh?” Murong Ba smiled slightly, “That’s good. The Gongsun family’s people are almost here too. Aotian, come with me.”

“No, Family Master, Miss brought back two people with her, and one of them is here… is here…”

Murong Ba frowned, “Speak, what are they here for?”

“He said he’s a disciple of Xuanyi Peak and came to propose to Miss Murong!”

“My name is Qin, a disciple of Xuanyi Peak. My master is MO Jiuzhou. I am here to propose marriage to Miss Murong!”

A clear voice echoed throughout the street.

Qin Changqing stood outside Murong Mansion’s gate and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Standing beside him were Qin Lingshuang and Murong Xue.

Qin Lingshuang held a sword in one hand, her demeanor cold and detached.

Murong Xue looked a little nervous, hesitating several times whether to stop Qin Changqing from making such a high-profile entrance.

Behind the trio, there was a row of carriages filled with various precious items.

People had formed circles around Murong Mansion. “This guy is actually from Lingxiao Sect.”

“Xuanyi Peak lineage? Why haven’t I heard of it before?”

“It seems to be a newly established main peak in Lingxiao Sect. I know MO Jiuzhou. In the Tianyuan Battle back then…”

“Who can rival the heroes of the world, most like the mortal world’s Dao without cause?”

“Damn! Is that his disciple?”

“Dao without cause? Who is that?”

Whispers rose and fell.

There were surprised ones, doubtful ones, and those who came specifically to watch the excitement, a group of cultivators with swords at their hips, their numbers far exceeding Heiyu Town’s scale.

To them, Lingxiao Sect was naturally known, and some of the older loose cultivators who had traveled outside even knew how terrifying the battle that erupted in Tianyuan Valley was. The title “Dao without cause” was born from that fight, becoming well-known for a time.

However, after so many years, MO Jiuzhou had hardly appeared in public, and his affairs gradually faded from people’s memory.

Especially in Yinxu Prefecture, which is quite far from Tianyuan, most people who heard this title could only associate it with Lingxiao Sect.

Inside Murong Mansion, Murong Ba hurriedly led people out.

Seeing Qin Changqing, he immediately cupped his hands and said, “I, Murong

Ba, have seen Daoist Qin.”

“Murong Elder is too polite.” Qin Changqing smiled, “I heard it’s your birthday, so I brought Xue’er over to celebrate it for you.”

Murong Ba glanced at Murong Xue, then at the row of gifts behind her, and hesitated, “Daoist Qin, you just said you’re here to propose a marriage?”

“Oh, wishing a happy birthday comes first, and by the way, proposing a marriage too.” Qin Changqing still smiled, “It’s my fault, I made a private marriage agreement with Xue’er during the Sect’s Grand Competition. I should have come to propose much earlier, but I was caught up in mundane affairs and only had time now. I really wronged Xue’er.”

Murong Aotian glared, “Qin Changqing, the Murong Family will never agree to this. Just give up!”

“Shut up!”

Murong Ba shot him a glare.

Qin Changqing spread his hands, “It seems that Junior Brother Murong has some misunderstanding with me. I sincerely want to marry your sister, and she wants to marry me as well.. We both truly love each other, why are you obstructing us?”