Chapter 459 - 416: Where Love Lies, Watched by Many

Chapter 459: Chapter 416: Where Love Lies, Watched by Many

’If he chose not to go to the Divine Light Mirror Mansion, ignored his encounter with Chen Ying, and stuck to his original plan, then nothing would happen.’

’But if he were to go to the Divine Light Mirror Mansion the next morning, meet with Han Wu the Sub-Venerable to announce his desire to return, and *then* visit the Sen family to propose to Sen Hui, that would have turned into a mid-to-low tier sign.’

’Going too far is as bad as not going far enough, is that it?’

’But what surprises me more is that even a Tier Seven opportunity doesn’t count as a top-tier sign for me.’

’It seems I’ve really grown powerful!’

Fang Yang smiled to himself.

A moment later, he rose to his feet.

He made an excuse and left under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Yu Zither Immortal was surprised, Chen Ying narrowed her eyes, and Su Xi looked on in a daze...

As the crowd of Chosen watched, he tapped his feet lightly and transformed into a streak of light. Like a bolt of golden lightning, he shot away with a deafening roar, his speed incredible.

...

「Divine Light Mirror Mansion Dojo.」

Wisps of immortal energy drifted through the air, rich with the aroma of tea.

At this moment, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable was hosting Chenri the Great Saint and the Purple Sky Manor Master.

And just now, they had detected Fang Yang’s approach.

Only a moment before, they had been chatting about Fang Yang’s future, discussing whether Chen Ying might threaten Sen Hui’s position.

After all, with Fang Yang’s special status, he was bound to face endless temptations.

And now, Fang Yang had come calling.

Thus, the worldly-wise Chenri the Great Saint and the Purple Sky Manor Master understood the situation perfectly.

The Purple Sky Manor Master said with a faint smile, "Brother, it seems you have some business to attend to."

"Heh, perhaps we should give you some privacy?" Chenri the Great Saint said, stroking his salt-and-pepper beard.

As for Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, he took a sip of tea before slowly rising to his feet.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in another palace within the dojo.

The next moment, a gentle breeze swept through, and he teleported Fang Yang into the palace with him.

"Uncle, after I return to the Xuan Domain, I wish to go to the Sen residence and ask for Xiaohui’s hand in marriage. I hope I have your blessing..."

Without any hesitation, Fang Yang got straight to the point, stating his intentions directly.

This was a testament to his sincerity. He wasn’t wavering, and it was the first time he had taken the initiative to bring this matter out into the open.

The wind blew gently, and all was quiet.

Han Wu the Sub-Venerable lowered his gaze, staring at him intently. He scrutinized him as if his stare could pierce right through him, dissect his very being, and make his soul tremble.

Once some things were brought to light, there was no going back.

"The Eight Domains are vast, a graveyard for the ambitions of countless heroes. And yet, the Eight Domains are small, for they cannot produce an undying True Immortal."

Han Wu the Sub-Venerable’s expression suddenly grew solemn:

"You possess peerless talent and extraordinary ability. More than that, you are the Kunpeng Ancestor. One day, you will most likely leave this world and journey to the Immortal Realm."

"In the years to come, you will meet all sorts of women. You might even meet the daughters of True Immortals."

"I know that even here in the Eight Domains, you will face complex situations and endless temptations."

"I won’t force you to be completely devoted to one person, but I must reiterate: in your heart, Xiaohui must always come first. You must never forget her."

"If you become the emperor of the Eight Domains, Xiaohui must be your one and only empress. Can you agree to that?"

As he spoke these last words, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable’s gaze turned to ice, and his tone was nearly a furious shout.

For he was not just an invincible figure in this age; he was also a father.

This was his love for his daughter, his desire to protect her, and his anxiety about her future.

If Sen Yue and Sen Wei were still alive, they would never have allowed such a situation, but Han Wu was different.

"I can," Fang Yang replied solemnly, his voice firm and resolute.

"Very good. I ask for nothing more from you. I only hope you can let Xiaohui live out the rest of her life in happiness," Han Wu the Sub-Venerable said, his expression earnest.

He didn’t wait for Fang Yang to reply, simply giving a light wave of his hand.

A gentle breeze swept through, carrying Fang Yang away.

’He knew that with Fang Yang’s talent and aptitude, he was certain to reach the pinnacle of this world and ascend to the rank of Venerable.’

’He might even be able to cross the Chaos, journey to the Immortal Realm, and become an undying True Immortal.’

’That was why he wouldn’t pressure Fang Yang the way Sen Wei and Sen Yue would have.’

’Doing so would only be counterproductive, putting Xiaohui in an impossible situation.’

(Releasing a 2-in-1 Chapter for today... Trying to map out the future of Fang Yang and Sen Hui’s marriage gave me a massive headache and insane writer’s block. I’m fried...)