I Became a Rare Species in the Immortal Cultivation World

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Chapter 42: The Sudden Process

Xun Rong… no! It should be Feng Rong. He turned to glare at Long Xi below, narrowing his eyes before spitting venom, “So you’re Long Xi? They say you became family head young, hailed as the most talented of your generation. But now… *ha*! Why’s your cultivation still stuck at the Golden Core Stage?”

Long Xi stiffened but kept his composure. “My qualifications are meager, far beneath Young Master Feng’s brilliance.”

“Pathetically meager!” Feng Rong sneered, doubling down. “Why else would you abandon a cushy life to serve a *baby*?”

“……” Long Xi winced. Though he’d heard Feng Rong was difficult, he hadn’t expected such outright hostility from a fellow Ancient Times Bloodline heir.

“*I*, on the other hand, have impeccable taste!” Feng Rong preened, shooting You You a smug glance. “Right, Celestial Maiden You?”

You You yanked the troublemaker closer, hissing, “Why are you here?!”

“Isn’t it obvious?” He rolled his eyes. “I’m claiming you for the Feng Family! Consider yourself honored.”

Before she could retort, the Wu Family Head interjected with a strained smile, “Young Master Feng! Surely your family head should handle such weighty matters as choosing a celestial maiden?”

“And why can’t I decide?” Feng Rong raked the man with a contemptuous stare. “If repulsive, brainless fools like you can lead families, why shouldn’t a true Ancient Times descendant act?”

“You insolent—” The Wu Family Head surged forward, face purple with rage.

“*Who* are you calling insolent?!” Feng Rong’s aura exploded—Nascent Soul Stage Pressure crushing the man face-first into the floor. Bones creaked as the Wu Family Head whimpered, unable to rise.

Σ⊙▃⊙川

The Pressure kept spreading toward Wu Yue until Long Xi lunged to shield her, barrier flaring. “Noble Lady!”

“Enough, Feng Rong!” You You grabbed his sleeve.

“I’m defending your honor!” he snarled.

“*Thank you*. Now stop!” She grimaced. His temper was worse than a startled phoenix—all fire and feathers over one insult.

Feng Rong huffed but relented, withdrawing his Pressure with a thunderous “Hmph!”

The Grand Priest hurried forward as attendants helped the trembling Wu Family Head up. “L-let’s proceed to Establishing Contracts! Which celestial maiden will go first?”

“We will.” Long Xi stepped forward, ignoring You You’s confused frown.

As the crowd retreated below, You You dragged her fuming companion down. “What’s Establishing a Contract?”

“Binding Followers, obviously.” Feng Rong scoffed. “The Long Clan’s desperate to revive their fading Bloodline through Wu Yue.”

Ling Qi quietly added, “A celestial maiden shares her power to awaken her Follower’s full potential. The earlier the maiden awakens, the stronger…” His glance at Wu Yue spoke volumes.

“See?” Feng Rong smirked at You You. “They never considered you. But beg nicely, and I’ll let you contract *me* instead of that third-rate dragon—”

“No need.” You You cut him off. “I’ve already chosen someone.”

“WHAT?!”

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