Chapter 637 - 617: My Name is Mu Chen, Your Son-in-law

Chapter 637: Chapter 617: My Name is Mu Chen, Your Son-in-law

The scene seemed perfectly normal, but to Yu Wen Tuo, it was far too strange. If the man’s personality was truly as it had appeared just now, he absolutely wouldn’t have turned back to look at him; he should have left as quickly as possible. But the reality was the exact opposite. Not only did the man turn back, but he also nodded at him. Such a gesture would only occur between peers, or if the other party was even stronger than him. Because that was the habit of an expert!

At this thought, Yu Wen Tuo, a Three-Ring Martial Venerable, firmly etched Mu Chen’s appearance into his mind. For some reason, he had a feeling that Mu Chen would appear before them again and do something that would shake him to his core. ℴ

"Did you get a good look?" As soon as Mu Chen entered the main hall, the Profound Old Ghost’s voice echoed in his mind.

Mu Chen nodded and said calmly, "Tuoba Rui, a Four-Ring Fire Attribute Martial Venerable. His weapon is a sword. He didn’t reveal much Sword Intent, so he probably majors in Sword Skills. Yu Wen Tuo is a Three-Ring Wood Attribute Martial Venerable. His personality isn’t bad, and he’s quite sharp. My nod just now should have given him some insight. That one isn’t too bad."

"As for Zhang Lie," Mu Chen let out a cold laugh, "Hah..."

Hearing Mu Chen’s chilling laugh, the Profound Old Ghost shook his head. "Those three are very strong, worthy of being called geniuses. Even in our era, they would be considered upper-mid-tier talents. With your own strength, you could probably handle Zhang Lie and Yu Wen Tuo for a moment, but only a moment. If you were to face Tuoba Rui, that Four-Ring Martial Venerable, you would likely be defeated in a single blow."

Mu Chen didn’t refute this. Instead, he agreed, "You’re right, Master. Those three should be the strongest among the suitors for Xian’Er this time. Even using the Profound Jade Fan, I could only barely secure a victory against Zhang Lie or Yu Wen Tuo individually. Against Tuoba Rui, even if I used the Nine Waves Technique, I don’t have a shred of confidence I could win. To be honest, the enemy’s strength is beyond my expectations."

The Profound Old Ghost didn’t seem concerned. He asked, "So what do you plan to do?"

Mu Chen smiled. "This time, I don’t plan on borrowing your power, Master. This is my own affair, so of course, I have to rely on my own strength to resolve it. Don’t forget, I still have Xiaohai."

The Profound Old Ghost was taken aback for a moment, then gave a wry smile. "I actually forgot about that fellow. It’s true, with Illusion Spirit Fusion, you’d be countless times stronger than that Tuoba Rui. And that can indeed be considered your own power."

To his surprise, Mu Chen shook his head and chuckled. "I don’t plan on using Illusion Spirit Fusion either. The fusion process is just too slow, and it’s not stylish enough. What I want to do is deliver a single fatal blow! In one move, I’ll shatter everyone’s dreams! As for how... you’ll naturally find out when the time comes. This is my first battle in the Central State relying on my own strength! I want Xian’Er to know that even if her husband isn’t the strongest in the Central State, he is absolutely worthy of her."

Mu Chen didn’t know that his words had deeply shaken the Profound Old Ghost’s heart. With a gratified smile, the Profound Old Ghost instantly recovered from his shock, turned, and shrugged. "Ah, youth is full of vigor. An old fellow like me should just be drinking tea, taking baths, and sleeping. You young people can solve your own problems. But before that, you’d better deal with that group of old geezers first."

"Exactly."

As he spoke, Mu Chen stopped walking forward. He knew that countless talented youths from Jiangnan must be waiting in the main hall. Seeing Wan Xianzhong was actually incredibly simple; he just needed to crush the Jade Token that Linghai had given him. However, this Jade Token could only be used inside the Ding Palace. The reason he entered the main hall was that he first wanted to gauge the strength of everyone participating in the marriage competition. Now that he had identified the three strongest, there was no need to look at the others.

With this in mind, Mu Chen flipped his wrist, took out the Jade Token engraved with a Jade Cauldron, and crushed it in his grip. Instantly, a faint wisp of Space Power coiled around his palm.

But just as Mu Chen let his guard down, the Space Power swirling around his hand suddenly expanded. A Spatial Rift appeared right in front of him, and before he could react, he was sucked in by the force.

"What the hell?! What is this thing?!"

Mu Chen shouted, but as the words left his mouth, he suddenly realized the atmosphere around him was a bit off. He focused his eyes and broke out in a sweat. Seated around him was a group of aged figures in white robes. Some were as large as mountains, some were skinny as skeletons, some were as ethereal as immortals, and some were perfectly ordinary. But they all shared the exact same expression: it was as if they had seen a ghost.

And Mu Chen himself was standing right in the middle of these old men—dead center on the council table. He glanced around awkwardly at the elders, scratching the back of his head as cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He cursed inwardly, ’That old bastard Linghai! He gave me this piece of junk Jade Token! Now look where I am, teleported to this godforsaken place. Look at this circle of Great Powers... this feels exactly like a lamb walking into a tiger’s den, delivering myself right to my doom!’

However, to ease the awkward atmosphere and the frozen-in-time feeling of the room, Mu Chen forced himself to speak. "Good afternoon, everyone. Have you eaten yet?"

"!!!"

At his words, the seven or eight old men around him snapped out of their stupor. A murderous look appeared on each of their faces. One of them roared, "Where did this little brat come from?! Daring to trespass in the Ding Palace’s Council Pavilion! You’re courting death!!"

Before his voice had even faded, his figure leaped up. He threw a palm strike, crushing the surrounding space. But just as his palm was about to smash down on Mu Chen’s head, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Mu Chen, swung out a palm of their own, and directly blasted the old man back.

The old man quickly stabilized himself and said angrily, "Palace Master, what are you doing?"

That’s right, the one who had blocked the Elder’s attack was none other than the Ding Palace Master, Wan Xianzhong.

"Third Elder, don’t be alarmed. This young man is not an assassin or a spy."

The Third Elder was stunned. "Not an assassin or a spy? Then how did he get in here?"

Wan Xianzhong gestured for Mu Chen not to worry, then said apologetically, "It’s because of a Spatial Jade Token I gave out. As long as it’s used within the Ding Palace, it will teleport the user directly to my side."

The Third Elder was speechless and rolled his eyes. "Palace Master, please have some self-respect. Don’t make these kinds of Spatial Jade Tokens again. It’s too dangerous! If the token were lost and picked up by a villain, wouldn’t you be in constant danger? But I’m more curious why you would give this young man a Spatial Jade Token?"

Wan Xianzhong said with some shame, "Third Elder’s lesson is well-taken. Actually, I only ever gave one of these tokens to Linghai. I don’t know how it ended up in this young man’s hands."

With that, Wan Xianzhong turned to Mu Chen. "Come down with me for now."

Mu Chen froze for a second, then nodded awkwardly. After all, he was currently standing on top of the table, looking down on a group of Great Powers. Under normal circumstances, he would have been blasted to smithereens by now.

After following Wan Xianzhong down from the council table, Wan Xianzhong asked, "I once gave this Jade Token to Linghai. Tell me, how did you get it?"

Mu Chen didn’t speak. He flipped his wrist and took out a sealed letter. "I’ve come from Holy Tomb Mountain. This is a letter Elder Ling entrusted me to deliver to you. He also gave me the Jade Token, saying that if I crushed it upon arriving at the Ding Palace, I would be able to see you. Who knew it would be such a strange Spatial Jade Token."

Wan Xianzhong ignored Mu Chen’s complaints, took the letter, and glanced at the handwriting. "This is indeed Linghai’s writing. You said you’re from Holy Tomb Mountain. What is your name?"

Mu Chen took a deep breath, stepped back to a safe distance, and said with an exceptionally serious expression, "If I told you I was your son-in-law, what would you do?"

As soon as he said this, not only was Wan Xianzhong stunned, but all the elders present froze in place. Even the Ding Palace’s Grand Elder, Wan Xianlin, who had been silent and expressionless from the beginning and had just come from seeing Wan Xian’Er, was no exception.

"Oh?" Wan Xianzhong wasn’t as angry as one might expect. Instead, he smiled. "Young man, that’s not a very funny joke."

But Mu Chen replied calmly, "I’m not joking. My name is Mu Chen. I am your son-in-law, and I am also Ying’Er’s father."

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