Upon hearing this,
Ye Wenjun couldn’t help but frown tightly, anger rising in her heart.
Originally...
Before she studied abroad, the elders of the Ye Family informed her of her betrothal to Fang Yu; she had a strong aversion to it at that time. It was only after Ye Xingkong relayed through the Ye Family that Grandfather Ye was seriously ill that she hurriedly rushed back from abroad.
It was also then she found out that the Ye Corporation was in a critical moment.
As a woman, she had no choice but to shoulder the responsibility.
At the same time, she met her fiancé, Fang Yu.
What followed developed from that point.
And now...
The True Phoenix Clan told her she was betrothed, and only the Saint Heir of the True Dragon Clan was suitable to be her fiancé.
Now that Ye Wenjun was already someone’s wife, how could she possibly agree?
She immediately stood up, her expression serious, saying: "Ye Cheng! You keep saying I am the Holy Daughter of the True Phoenix Clan and repeatedly stress that my choices should be respected... but in reality? Every choice I make, you vehemently oppose... Who says only the Saint Heir of the True Dragon Clan can be my husband? Who says Fang Yu’s status and position aren’t as noble as those so-called legitimate bloodlines? Who gave you the right to make choices for me? Is this your so-called ’Holy Daughter’?"
Upon hearing this,
Ye Renyu clasped his hands and said:
"Holy Daughter, please calm down! We are also compelled... Eight thousand years ago, when the True Phoenix Clan fell into misfortune. The True Dragon Clan was missing, chaos reigned during the age of turmoil in the Secret Realm, war was on the brink, and all the major families and clans wanted to obliterate our True Phoenix Clan, slaying all the males, taking the females as concubines! You are a descendant of the True Phoenix Clan, and though you have received modern education, you cannot sever the blood that flows within you! This is your heavenly duty, your sacred responsibility! If anyone stands in your way, we, the descendants of the Ye Family, will throw our heads and shed our blood, sparing no effort to clear all obstacles!"
Slap!
Fang Yu smashed the table in front of him.
The hall fell eerily silent.
"Well said!"
Fang Yu’s voice was extremely steady and loud as he too stood up and continued, "I admire your loyalty... and your profound understanding of righteousness. But... may I ask, what obligations does my wife have to help you? She received modern education and is the precious daughter of the Ye Family. You from the True Phoenix Clan come claiming she is of the True Phoenix Blood and your clansman... Do you have evidence? Do you have a DNA test report? Even assuming she is indeed your Holy Daughter from the True Phoenix Clan, given your status and qualifications, do you have the right to make decisions for the Holy Daughter? This is a presumptuous crime! You also dare to shamelessly mention such honorable reasons, I feel ashamed and embarrassed for you! The True Phoenix Clan, one of the Ten Great Bloodlines, to see such narrow-mindedness and vision, truly opens my eyes!"
The people from the True Phoenix Clan changed in expression.
What a noble lineage they had, and yet to be spoken to in such a manner by Fang Yu.
To be from the True Phoenix Clan and face such humiliation.
Ye Xianggao spoke in a dignified manner:
"Stop your reckless talk! The current Holy Daughter has just discovered her identity, and many things are unclear. We subordinates have the obligation and responsibility to advise the Holy Daughter. The Holy Daughter is a legitimate supreme bloodline of the True Phoenix Clan, how can she be deceived by villains!"
At this point,
Ye Xianggao turned to Ye Wenjun and spoke softly: "Holy Daughter, for the sake of the True Phoenix Clan, and perhaps for the whole world, if we could lead the True Phoenix Clan back to legitimacy and restore its splendor, we would bear any disgrace without hesitation. Please, Holy Daughter, discern right from wrong, do not be deceived by villains. As for the reality of modern marriage, our True Phoenix Clan does not recognize it, nor does any clan from ancient times. I hope the Holy Daughter considers the greater picture, writes a letter of divorce, and returns with us to Kunlun Mountain!"
After these words were spoken,
A powerful aura pervaded the entire hall.
The grand hall of the Fang Family turned unusually quiet.
Dead silence.
The descendants of the Fang Family, suppressed by their powerful aura, dared not speak.
The difference in strength was too great.
Spiritual Energy had only just begun to revive, completely unable to contend.
Suddenly—
Fang Yu laughed loudly, his gaze landing on Ye Xianggao, saying, "I remember, that day you got lucky, taking some undue advantage."
Ye Xianggao suddenly felt that Fang Yu’s aura was a bit different from before, his gaze sweeping across—
"Hmm? You’ve actually advanced to the Realm of Truth?" His voice deepened, he continued, "I wonder why you’re so arrogant. Young man, you seem to be unaware of the Tribes before ancient times. In an era of scarce Spiritual Energy, cultivating to the third level of the Saint Realm - the Realm of Truth - is indeed commendable, but in front of the Ancient Tribes and Ancient Tribe, you are still insignificant... I advise you, if you insist on opposing the True Phoenix Clan, the consequences will be severe..."
At this moment.
Standing beside him, the foremost of the four protectors, Ye Cheng, said something chilling—
"Eight thousand years have passed, my hands are stained with blood. There are countless people of various kinds, as well as numerous fierce and terrifying beasts... I wouldn’t mind, exterminating one more tribe."
Exterminate a tribe?
Fang Yu began to feel uncomfortable.
"Are you threatening me?"
"What if I am?"
Their gazes collided.
Fury flared up.
It was almost like a situation where swords were drawn and bows were bent.
Ye Wenjun knew that, even though she was their Holy Daughter, she couldn’t command them in matters of power, and a trace of worry crossed her mind.
If this issue isn’t resolved today,
It might well lead to trouble.
Ye Wenjun and Chen Daotian had just recovered from their injuries; it was unwise to continue fighting.
As for the others, their strength was inferior, and they weren’t much help.
Just when the atmosphere became a bit cold and awkward.
Fang Yu clapped his hands—
Clap, clap.
Suddenly, several people emerged around.
All were brothers from the Dark Web, each wielding some kind of strange firearm-like weapon.
"Hmm?" Ye Cheng was taken aback.
Fang Yu, signaling to the brother closest to him, waved his hand and said, "Give that to me."
"Yes."
The Dark Web brother handed the gun he was holding over to him.
Fang Yu loaded the weapon,
Speaking lightly, "Since you are from ancient, even ancient times... as a modern man, I, of course, must welcome you with the things of modern times. The things in my hands were born less than a thousand years ago. From the initial black gunpowder to now planes and cannons, the development has been rapid and has become an important weapon dominating the world. Haha... I know you surely look down on these things. But... I must tell you, these weapons are different from those in the past... We have tear gas, flash bombs. The weapon in my hands, in particular, is the latest developed, designed for penetrating fierce beasts in the Secret Realm. It lacks lethal power, but has extremely strong penetration capabilities... I have tested it, and it can just manage to penetrate the Protective Shield of a Constant Sand Level powerhouse when they fully utilize their Gang Qi..."
"Just manages to penetrate?" Ye Cheng felt a sigh of relief within him. When they had just returned to the current world, they had learned what the strongest force in this world was—these firearms.
To hear that the weapon could only just penetrate the Protective Shield of the Constant Sand Level, he sneered inwardly.
However...
Fang Yu spoke indifferently, "Hmm, indeed it would be difficult to defeat someone who is in the Realm of Truth, or even the Heavenly Mechanism Realm with just one shot... but who said, we would shoot only once?"
Clap, clap.
He clapped again.
Several people carried boxes and walked up.