Chapter 59
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Chapter 59: Yu Family
"How can you agree to such conditions? Aren’t you the head of the Yin family?" Wang Yu said, sounding a bit unhappy.
"I didn’t expect they would dare to contact the Yu family secretly. I have dealt with the two of them already, but Yu Xiaoming is stronger than me. If I don’t agree to their terms, they will surely use that as an excuse to keep dragging out your marriage." Yin Linglong sighed, running her fingers through her hair, showing a bit of helplessness for the first time.
"Why is the Yu family involved? Is it just to get Yu Xiaoming into the Yin family?" Wang Yu asked slowly.
"The Yu family is different from the Yin family. Their ancestor is a genuine Foundation Establishment master with a life span of less than a hundred years. They likely want to interfere in this matter to take advantage of the situation." Yin Linglong said firmly.
"It is not surprising that the Yu family has this idea, but what do you people from the Yin family think? Don’t you know that after I marry in, and then join the sect, it will benefit the Yin family?" Wang Yu said, feeling a bit puzzled.
"But that only benefits the Yin family. When you become a son-in-law of the Yin family and join the sect, it might temporarily save the Yin family, but it will also require the Yin family to provide a lot of resources for cultivation. These greedy people definitely won’t want to give most of their resources to an outsider like you."
Also, the reason so many people are jumping out is surely that the Yu family has bought them off with benefits.
It’s really laughable. When the Yin family is in trouble, they do not work together to overcome it; instead, they selfishly try to gain as many benefits as possible and then abandon the family for their own interests.
"Hmph, no matter how crafty the ancestor of the Yu family is, as long as the Yin family is still part of the Four Elephant Gate, he won’t dare to act recklessly. Once this matter is settled, I will slowly clear out the others. The Yin family will not support any traitors, no matter how high their status." Yin Linglong sneered.
"So, you mean if we defeat this Yu Xiaoming, everything will be resolved?" Wang Yu smiled.
"Yes, as long as you can win the contest, I will have an excuse to clean up the Yin family and truly take control of it. The Yin family will make every effort to support your cultivation resources in the sect. The higher your status in the sect, the more opportunities the Yin family will have to prosper in the future."
However, in this contest, neither side can take a life, and the use of pills or talismans is not allowed, and even magical tools can only be used one at a time.
"I know you have awakened your physical bloodline, and you even teamed up to defeat the late stage Qi Refining Qiankunzi, so your strength is certainly not weak, but Yu Xiaoming is much stronger than you. He might even have a backing from an ancestor who has established a foundation, so I’m not sure how confident you are." Yin Linglong stared at Wang Yu and said seriously.
"I haven’t fought with others many times, but I can tell you, against an opponent at the middle stage of the Qi Refining Stage, I have killed before, and right now I am in a life-and-death battle with Qiankunzi. I am about sixty to seventy percent sure that he will die and I will live." Wang Yu didn’t answer the woman directly; instead, he touched his smooth chin and laughed softly.
"That’s great! No wonder you are the husband I, Yin Linglong, chose. I was thinking that if you were not very confident about this contest, or if you really lost, I would just take the treasures from the Yin family and run away with you to start a new Yin family elsewhere." When Yin Linglong heard this, her expression relaxed, and she smiled slightly.
Wang was stunned for a moment and then laughed silently.
His fiancée was indeed no pushover. At the same time, he felt a bit moved and stepped forward to embrace her slender waist, gazing at her porcelain-like face, and said with apparent affection:
"But this contest does have considerable risks. If I win, I have only one request: before we join the sect, we must truly be husband and wife; otherwise, I will be at a disadvantage."
"You… you’re thinking about such things again… I’m frightened of you. If you win this time, on the night of our wedding, I will truly be with you, but only once. Just like I said before, your essence blood is not stable yet; losing too much Yuan Yang will affect your future cultivation." Yin Linglong said this with a mix of laughter and tears, but after thinking it over, she blushed and reluctantly agreed.
Wang Yu was overjoyed to see the shy expression of the beauty before him. He felt an eagerness to fight, wishing tomorrow was the day of the contest.
As for the talk about how it would affect his cultivation, he naturally let it go in one ear and out the other; he didn’t care at all.
As the ancient saying goes on Blue Star, "If a man does not indulge in romance, he wastes his youth; even dying under a peony flower can be romantic."
He always believed this deeply.
Yin Linglong reminded him again to rest well and gather his strength for these three days. During this time, she would gather more information about the magical tools and spells that Yu Xiaoyang was good at, to give them a better chance in the competition.
Wang Yu naturally agreed wholeheartedly.
Three days later.
On both sides of a Martial Arts Field, about the size of an acre, dozens of men and women dressed in various outfits were gathered. Further away, more than ten guards with swords stood straight in a row.
Behind these guards, there was a stone platform about five or six meters high with six or seven chairs on it. In the middle chair sat a stunningly beautiful woman, who was Yin Linglong.
She wore a simple outfit and a silver robe, her face expressionless, but on her wrist was a black bracelet, and at her waist hung a light green short sword in a sheath. Next to her lay a large black dog, about ten feet long.
Wang Yu stood on the other side of Yin Linglong, examining the people on the stone platform.
On the other chairs sat several elderly men dressed in lavish attire; the oldest looked to be seventy or eighty, while the youngest appeared to be in their fifties or sixties. However, each one looked weak and wrinkled, and only three or four of them showed signs of magical power.
Behind these old men, there stood a few younger people, mostly looking at Wang Yu with watchful eyes.
One of them was the scar-faced young man who had barged into the room that day.
His face was still pale, clearly showing that he was badly injured in the leg a few days ago and had not yet recovered.
When Wang Yu saw him, he smiled.
The scar-faced young man’s expression changed slightly, and he glared back defiantly.
"It’s almost time, where is Yu Xiaoming?" Yin Linglong, who always seemed like a stunning ice statue, finally spoke.
"Family Master, Young Master Yu went to fetch someone. He should be back soon," an old man, looking the oldest with wrinkles nearly covering his eyes, replied with a light cough.
"Fetch whom? I didn’t know about this," Yin Linglong said, her face darkening, feeling a bad premonition. The large black dog beside her abruptly lifted its head and stared gloomily at the old man with blood-red eyes.
"Young Master Yu, to show how much he values this competition, specifically invited the Yu family master to come and watch. After all, if he wins this time, he will be marrying into the Yin family, and it’s important to have the Yu family master’s permission," the old man calmly explained.
"The master of the Yu family? That must be Yu Xiaoming’s real father! Very well, you invite the heads of other families to our Yin family without needing my consent as the family master." Yin Linglong said coldly, her eyes shining with a chilling light.
"Linglong, you misunderstand. Everyone does this to ease Young Master Yu’s worries. Young Master Yu has admired you for a long time and is deeply devoted to you. We all understand that, so we decided to agree first."
"But don’t worry, Linglong. If this young lord wins, we will have no objections to his joining our family," said another elderly man in a black robe, who was much younger.
"Hmph, you all still…"
Yin Linglong snorted coldly and was about to say more when a clear sound suddenly echoed from the sky, interrupting her words. Then, a small black dot appeared, quickly descending.
In an instant, a gigantic gray bird landed on the Martial Arts Field amidst the howling wind, and three people stepped down from it.
Upon seeing this, Wang Yu couldn’t help but narrow his eyes slightly.
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