The leaders of various forces exchanged glances with each other. And one who rises suddenly at that?
What is Young Master Ling Xiao planning to do?
Could it be that he came down to the lower realm to look for someone?
"I feel a little tired. You may leave now."
Naturally, Ling Xiao didn't bother to explain to them. He directly grabbed Ye Qingchan's hand and walked toward the inner hall.
Feng Jiao'er hesitated for a moment, then still followed along.
As for the remaining force leaders, they hurried back to their respective sects nonstop, then mobilized their disciples to start searching for the "prodigy youth" Young Master Ling Xiao had mentioned.
Over the next three days, the incident that had happened at the Xuanjian Sect spread as expected.
Major sects had come with their sect-protecting divine artifacts, intending to destroy the Xuanjian Sect.
Yet in the end, each of them had willingly handed over their artifacts and paid their respects to Young Master Ling Xiao, who had arrived at the Sword Sect.
By this point, all the top-tier forces in Beihuang had guessed the young master's identity.
He came from Shengzhou, had a terrifying cultivation base, and had a preference for beautiful women.
Countless forces secretly trembled with fear, trying to find out the purpose of his descent to the lower realm.
As for the young generation of cultivators, they felt admiration and longed to catch a glimpse of Ling Xiao's celestial appearance.
In particular, some female disciples who considered themselves prodigious maidens were constantly hoping to encounter this young master by chance on the street, so as to secure a share of fortune for themselves.
The entire Beihuang suddenly fell into a commotion.
"Have you heard? The Sect Master of the Qianmei Sect actually gave Saintess Feng Jiao'er to Young Master Ling Xiao as a maid!"
"Feng Jiao'er! She's the dream girl of so many men in Beihuang!"
"To be honest, ever since I saw Feng Jiao'er once at the foot of the Qianmei Sect's mountain a few years ago, I've been masturbating nonstop for a whole year after I got back!"
"What's that compared to me! I look at her portrait and do it at least ten times a day!"
"Sigh, what a pity. From now on, my goddess has become someone else's plaything!"
In a grand and ancient city in the center of Beihuang,
several young cultivators gathered together, drinking wine and chatting.
At this moment, they didn't notice at all that not far from them, a young man in white was staring at them with a dark expression, his fists tightly clenched.
"Feng Jiao'er, you bitch! You'd rather be someone's maid than be my fiancée! Just you wait!"
The young man looked about eighteen or nineteen, with an inexplicable paleness on his face.
His name was Ye Fan, and he was the legitimate son of the Ye family in Qingfeng City.
As for Feng Jiao'er, before becoming the Saintess of the Qianmei Sect, she had merely been the young lady of a small noble family in this city.
The two had been engaged since childhood.
But Ye Fan was born with useless meridians and couldn't cultivate, while Feng Jiao'er was exceptionally gifted. Within a few years, she was accepted as a personal disciple by the Sect Master of the Qianmei Sect—and along with that, the Feng family jumped to become a renowned cultivation family in Qingfeng City.
Last year, when Ye Fan came of age, Feng Jiao'er arrived with the authority of the Qianmei Sect's Saintess and broke off the engagement right in front of countless elders and younger members of the Ye family!
It was also that night, in his despair and frenzy, Ye Fan unexpectedly awakened his sealed memories.
"Just you wait. It won't be long before I make you kneel before me and repent…"
At the back mountain of the Xuanjian Sect,
Ling Xiao was lying on a soft couch in the hall. Ye Qingchan picked up a peeled grape and fed it into his mouth.
He had been living a leisurely life these three days.
When he had nothing to do, he would tease Ye Qingchan, and in the meantime, wait for the information sent by the leaders of various sects.
But what disappointed Ling Xiao was that the prodigy youths found by those force leaders were either descendants of ancient sects or young masters of noble families—their paths had been smooth sailing all the way, completely inconsistent with the growth trajectory of a Son of Destiny.
"Could it be that that piece of fortune is really not meant for me?"
Ever since he came to Beihuang, the voice calling in Ling Xiao's mind had also disappeared.
This inevitably made him a little lost.
"Young Master, what troubles you?"
Ye Qingchan brought over a cup of clear wine. Looking at the trace of melancholy between Ling Xiao's eyebrows, she felt a slight sense of confusion.
With a status like Young Master's, would he still have moments of worry?
"It's nothing."
Of course, Ling Xiao wouldn't tell Ye Qingchan that he was looking for a treasure-hunting beast that could help him find fortune.
Although he was a villain, Ye Qingchan was truly a Daughter of Destiny—she might not be able to accept his way of doing things.
"Young Master, it's said that the central part of Beihuang is filled with noble families and has many ancient sects. If you're looking for someone, why not go there and try your luck?"
Ye Qingchan knew well that Ling Xiao hadn't fully trusted her yet, and a trace of loss suddenly flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Let's wait one more day. If there are still no clues after one day, we'll go and look around."
"Great! Our Ye family is in Qingfeng City in the central part of Beihuang, so we can just go back and visit our clansmen on the way!"
Ye Qingchan looked very excited, but Ling Xiao couldn't help but frown.
"The Ye family… This family has always produced Sons and Daughters of Destiny."
"Miss Qingchan, are you from the Ye family of Qingfeng City?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Jiao'er—who had not spoken a word until then—suddenly froze.
"Yes. My father is the third son of the Ye family. After he joined the Xuanjian Sect back then, he rarely went back."
Ye Qingchan obviously had some hostility towards Feng Jiao'er, and even her tone was a little cold.
"Are you also from Qingfeng City?"
Ling Xiao suddenly became interested and looked Feng Jiao'er up and down.
Putting aside the coquettish charm on her, Feng Jiao'er was indeed quite good-looking.
Her willow-like eyebrows were dyed green, and her pink cheeks glowed with vitality.
She had the enchanting beauty to topple kingdoms, and her slender figure stirred people's hearts.
It's just that… women from such coquettish sects had never been the protagonists of an era; their more likely role was to be a stepping stone for others.
"Your servant was born into the Feng family of Qingfeng City, and once… once had a soul engagement with Ye Fan of the Ye family in Qingfeng City."
Damn!!
The name Ye Fan—somehow it sounds like it has a story behind it.
Once had an engagement?
This plotline is so familiar.
"Oh? Did you take the initiative to break off the engagement?"
Ling Xiao sat up from the soft couch all of a sudden, scaring Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiao'er so that their pretty faces froze at the same time.
Although he saw a trace of destiny aura on Feng Jiao'er, it was really pitifully little.
This was also the reason he didn't intend to keep her by his side.
It's just, what kind of fate awaits a female lead who breaks off an engagement?
Ling Xiao suddenly laughed.
Truly, when you search for something with great effort, you find it where you least expect!
"Yes. Master said that the coquettish cultivation technique of our sect requires preserving one's virginity; otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted. So when I came of age, I went down the mountain to the Ye family in person and broke off the engagement."
Feng Jiao'er's face was blushing with shyness, and coquettish charm swirled in her eyes.
True to her reputation as the Saintess of the Qianmei Sect, every frown and smile of hers was full of temptation.
"Hmph, then why did your Master send you to the Young Master as a maid? Isn't she afraid you'll lose your cultivation?"
Ye Qingchan snorted coldly, her face filled with disdain.
Over the past few years, she had also heard many rumors about Feng Jiao'er—this woman had done no shortage of things to bewitch men.
It was rumored that once, an emperor of a dynasty saw her and actually abandoned everything to stay under the Qianmei Sect, eventually leading to the fall of his country and dynasty, and becoming a sinner for all ages.
"If it's for the Young Master, this servant is willing."
Feng Jiao'er lowered her head, her pretty face slightly flushed, and her voice carried a hint of shyness.
"Pah, shameless!"
But at this moment, Ling Xiao gave Feng Jiao'er a meaningful look and shook his head slightly.
"I'm afraid the reason you broke off the engagement wasn't just because you would lose your cultivation, was it?"