Chapter 425 - 407: Sensation

Chapter 425: Chapter 407: Sensation

Su Xi’s eyes sparkled. "Lord, once the details of this battle get out, it’s bound to cause a massive uproar. Your name will once again shake the Eight Domains."

"Even the battle records of those two Young Venerables can’t compare to yours."

"And when Great Powers like Thunder Control the Great Saint, Sub-Venerable Han Wu, and the Purple Sky Manor Master see this report, I imagine that even with their millennia of experience, their first reaction will be utter disbelief, don’t you think?"

Su Xi eagerly anticipated the scene she imagined, feeling a shared sense of glory!

After all, if her brother found out she had also contributed her strength in this battle, he would be absolutely stunned.

She was even more curious what kind of expression her best friend, Chen Ying, would have if she learned of Fang Yang’s achievements today.

A thought suddenly struck Su Xi, and she stammered, "Lo-Lord, I heard that the White Tiger Demon Lord... through various arrangements, he took over a hundred wives and concubines. Every single one was a Demon Race fairy with a pure bloodline and superior constitution."

’Suddenly, she felt that her best friend Chen Ying’s long, painful wait might actually pay off!’

’If nothing else, she refused to believe that those old fossils from Longevity Heaven would just sit back and let Sen Hui have Fang Yang all to herself!’

’Just thinking about it, anyone could see that was completely impossible.’

’Who was Fang Yang?’

’The Kunpeng Ancestor!’

’The Lord of the Golden Crow!’

’If Sub-Venerable Han Wu weren’t backing him, those old fossils from Longevity Heaven would love nothing more than to lock Fang Yang away and force him to sire countless offspring.’

’The Kunpeng Ancestor title, in particular, was a matter of concern for countless people.’

’Su Xi had even heard her father say that the Changkong Armory contained a supreme inheritance related to the Kunpeng. It was rumored to have been brought back from the Immortal Realm by the Thunder Saint Venerable and was now controlled by the Sen family.’

’Thunder Saint Venerable, supreme inheritance, the Immortal Realm... The Kunpeng Ancestor was connected to far, far too many things.’

’Looked at that way, Chen Ying really did have a good chance of ending up with Fang Yang.’

’The only question was, would the proud Chen Ying be willing to accept such an arrangement?’

...

"Over a hundred wives and concubines?" Fang Yang raised an eyebrow.

He knew what Su Xi was implying.

But regardless, these were his private affairs.

Although, at his current level, there was no real distinction between public and private; everything concerning him was a major affair.

Still, he was displeased by Su Xi’s prying.

He didn’t say anything more, just stared at Su Xi quietly.

"Lo-Lord..." Su Xi’s heart sank. Her face went deathly pale, drained of all color.

But unexpectedly, Fang Yang’s expression was calm. "You yourself said that the wives and concubines that scoundrel, the White Tiger Demon Lord, took were all fairies with pure bloodlines and top-tier strength."

"Don’t speak so recklessly again. Otherwise, others might think you have... other ideas. And you should know that in the face of Longevity Heaven, your brother and father are not enough to protect you."

His words struck her like a thunderclap, and Su Xi instantly snapped back to her senses.

She was jolted by a horrifying realization.

’If Fang Yang did decide to build a harem and demanded she join it, she would have no way to escape, would she?!’

At that thought, her body trembled slightly.

She lifted her head, only to see that Fang Yang was no longer paying her any mind. He was already gazing into the distance.

Subconsciously, she bit her lip, feeling rather indignant.

’To think of her own celestial beauty and grace!’

’Even at the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, a rising star like Chen Chenye treated her like an empress, exhausting every means to please her.’

’Yet in Fang Yang’s eyes, it was as if she were nothing at all?!’

...

Meanwhile, Su Xi’s words had sent Fang Yang’s thoughts drifting back to the Thunder Saint Academy.

The image of Sen Hui surfaced in his mind’s eye once more.

Sen Hui was dazzlingly beautiful. Her fine hair danced in a nonexistent breeze, and her slender figure was graceful and light. She possessed an air that was both ethereal and wise.

"Xiaohui."

Fang Yang smiled to himself.

He had once made her a promise:

—that once he returned from the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, he would go to the Sen family’s residence, formally ask for Sen Hui’s hand in marriage, and make their union official.

It seemed that time was now ripe.

Soon. Very soon.

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