“I, Xiao Chen, do not consent to this marriage!”
The voice detonated across the sky like a thunderclap.
【Ding dong. Legendary-grade Chosen One detected: Xiao Chen!】
The system’s electronic voice echoed from the depths of Jiang Wuhen’s consciousness.
Here he comes, here he comes, he’s really here! BGM and all!
Jiang Wuhen shot Mu Yunxi a sideways look.
What is this idiot woman thinking? Do I really have to trade blows with a monster like that today?
And at that moment, it wasn’t only Jiang Wuhen who felt wary. Mu Cangtian, standing to one side, had gone pale with displeasure.
Moments ago he’d thumped his chest and declared that whoever dared oppose this marriage would have to answer to him first.
And yet, before his words had even faded, this happened.
It was practically grinding the face of the Mu Clan’s first ancestor into the dirt.
Scrape, scrape, like the devil’s own footsteps!
“Insolence!”
Mu Cangtian roared and strode out of the hall, the people of the Heavenly One Immortal Sect and the Mu Clan close behind.
“That voice…”
Mu Yunxi’s delicate brows drew together. Just as she was about to follow, Jiang Wuhen caught her wrist.
“What is it?”
Mu Yunxi stopped and looked back.
“You’re asking me? What happened to us breaking the engagement together!”
“Yunxi, you really don’t have to force yourself. I understand how you feel!”
Jiang Wuhen managed a strained smile.
If we break it now, there’s still time!
“But what I want is exactly that: to start as dao companions and build our feelings step by step.”
“As for breaking the engagement… that never even crossed my mind…”
Mu Yunxi bit her red lip and smiled sweetly.
Jiang Wuhen: ???
What is wrong with this female lead? Why won’t she follow the script!
And who the hell wants to build feelings with you, female lead or not!
Seeing Jiang Wuhen’s helpless expression and the way he seemed about to say something but held back, Mu Yunxi couldn’t help but cover her mouth and frown slightly. “Could it be… you found out you’ve come down with some terminal illness? And you don’t want to drag me down, which is why you’re so desperate to cut ties with me?”
“I…”
Jiang Wuhen had given up struggling.
He waved his hand and walked out of the hall.
Things had come to this. He couldn’t just sit and wait for doom.
If I awaken the Emperor Devil Tyrant Body, I might just be able to stand against this legendary-grade Son of Fortune…
And he was only thirty points short of a thousand villain points.
Any generous boss out there care to donate another assist?
To one side, Mu Yunxi watched Jiang Wuhen’s expression, that look of wanting to be rid of her yet being unable to, and couldn’t suppress a smile.
This entertaining version of him was far more interesting than the simp he used to be.
Walking along, Jiang Wuhen glanced at her.
“Who is this Xiao Chen to you?”
Mu Yunxi pouted and lightly pressed her lips together.
“A friend I met while training in the desolate wilderness. He once did me a favor. When I left, he said he’d come find me…”
“At the time I thought he was only joking. I never expected…”
As she spoke, a strange look came over Mu Yunxi.
“By the way… you’re not jealous, are you?”
Jiang Wuhen had long since given up trying to respond to this hopelessly unserious female lead.
So Xiao Chen… turns out the two of them are still only at the ‘friends’ stage…
…
High above, Xiao Chen stood clad in white, handsome and spirited. The gale howled around him, yet not a single thread of his robes was disturbed.
At that moment he shone like a great sun among the heavens, radiant with the halo unique to a Son of Fortune. Descending from the sky, his presence stretched like a rainbow.
“I do not consent to this marriage!”
Xiao Chen’s face was cold as he spoke in a low voice.
Mu Cangtian emerged from the Heavenly One Divine Hall and studied Xiao Chen from afar, his gaze sharpening.
“You wet-behind-the-ears brat. Who do you think you are to meddle in my Mu Clan’s affairs?”
The words landed, and a flash of killing intent crossed Xiao Chen’s face.
Hmph. If not for the fact that you’re a Mu Clan ancestor, one day I’ll kill you!
Xiao Chen brooded inwardly. Then he raised his hand and pointed at the Mu Clan’s people, his aura surging.
“The illustrious Mu Clan, whose legacy stretches back more than ten thousand years, a first-rate family of the Eastern Divine Immortal Domain. And now, for the sake of profit, you would sacrifice Yunxi’s happiness! You mighty experts, do you feel no shame?”
And there it is: the Son of Fortune’s essential skill, seizing the moral high ground and meddling in other people’s family business!
Just then, Jiang Wuhen and Mu Yunxi happened to emerge from the hall. Hearing this, Mu Yunxi’s little brow furrowed.
“Xiao Chen, what nonsense are you spouting? Who told you my happiness was being sacrificed?”
That sweet, familiar voice rang out, and Xiao Chen’s gaze was instantly drawn to it.
“Yunxi…”
Xiao Chen looked at Mu Yunxi and gave what he believed was a supremely charming smile.
“Yunxi, I understand your feelings. As long as I’m here today, no one will force you!”
At this sight, even the bystanders couldn’t bear it anymore.
“What the hell is this? Xiao Chen? Never heard of him.”
“Where did this wild brat pop up from, daring to cause trouble at the Heavenly One Immortal Sect!”
“He ought to piss in a puddle and take a good look at himself. With a face like that, he dares covet Miss Mu?”
“The Imperial Son and Miss Mu are a match made in heaven, talent and beauty both. Where does this freak get off objecting!”
“Thank goodness the Imperial Son is magnanimous, cultured, and refined. If it were me, I’d have had this brat chopped up and fed to the dogs already!”
The peanut gallery got to work, working the crowd into a frenzy. While heaping praise on Jiang Wuhen, they made sure to stomp all over Xiao Chen for good measure.
Seeing this familiar routine, Jiang Wuhen, a villain himself, grew flustered.
Why are you all shouting so damn loud?
If you piss him off, I’m the one who suffers!
Sure enough, Xiao Chen’s gaze turned to ice, locking onto Jiang Wuhen.
“Jiang Wuhen! You heartless, fame-fishing piece of trash!”
“Your crimes are beyond counting! That cultivation of yours, the very supreme bone in your body, all of it was seized through slaughter and bloodshed, stained with the blood of the innocent!”
“And now you’ve set your sights on Yunxi. How could I, a champion of justice, stand idly by!”
Jiang Wuhen’s brow furrowed. What the hell is your problem?!
Could you at least be civil about it!
They’re the ones insulting you. I’m just standing here quietly. Why are you coming after me?
Besides, all of that is highly classified. How does he even know?
The words landed like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky.
The people around them began to murmur and whisper.
“Xiao Chen, do you have any proof of what you’re saying?”
Mu Yunxi’s brow furrowed, her face tense.
This was no small accusation!
Xiao Chen looked at Mu Yunxi and smiled gently.
“Yunxi, I know you’ll believe me.”
“This Jiang Wuhen is a beast in human skin. He’s forcing you into marriage purely to exploit your special physique and advance his own cultivation. But don’t worry. With me here, I’ll get you out of this place!”
“A mere Imperial Son? I don’t even consider him worth my notice!”
Before Mu Yunxi could react, Mu Cangtian exploded in fury.
“Boy, you’re asking for death!”
The instant the words fell, great emperor pressure crashed down.
But just then—
“Mu Clan Ancestor, why use a butcher’s cleaver to kill a chicken? Letting a nameless nobody die at the hands of a great emperor like you would only do him a favor!”
“He insulted my sect’s Imperial Son so brazenly. As the Imperial Son’s personal guard, how can I tolerate him!”
“Leave him to me!”
With a thunderous shout, a brawny man in light green armor sprang from the crowd and charged forward.
Raising his fist, he swung it straight at Xiao Chen.
Jiang Wuhen’s gaze sharpened.
“Damn it, hold on!”
But by the time the words left his mouth, it was too late.
Xiao Chen’s mouth curled upward.
“Heh. Just what I was waiting for!”
The moment the words fell, an ashen burst of flame erupted with a deafening roar!
