Chapter 9: Marriage Candidate, Calamity Physique!

“Spirit Dragon General, Bright Dragon War God? Are you two generals of the Spirit Dragon Dynasty and the Bright Dragon Dynasty?”

“This is the territory of the Azure Dragon Dynasty! Do you wish to start a war between the three dynasties?”

The Patriarch of the Han Family spoke with a calm expression.

The Han Family, a Grandmaster clan that had prospered within the Azure Dragon Dynasty for countless centuries, commanded such respect that even the imperial family treated them politely.

Two Grandmaster generals from neighboring dynasties? He didn’t hold them in high regard at all!

“Hmph! We resigned from our military posts before returning to the Qin Family! We now represent the Qin Family alone!”

Qin Jinglong declared to the Patriarch of the Han Family.

“So touching! Uncle Jinglong and the others gave up their positions as generals of two great dynasties for the family!”

“Yeah! I want to be like them!”

Qin Jinglong’s words stirred deep emotions among the Qin clansmen.

“Good! That saves us some trouble after killing you!”

The Patriarch of the Han Family replied calmly.

If they still held their military titles, the Han Family would have faced consequences from their dynasties afterward. But now, disposing of them was straightforward.

“Arrogant! Talking big? Let your Grandpa Daorong teach you a lesson!”

Enraged by the Han Patriarch’s contempt, Qin Daorong tightened his grip on his giant axe and charged at him like a cannonball shot.

The long axe carved a crescent arc through the air, its immense force churning the void, stirring violent winds. Its might was undeniable.

“Cloak God Axe!”

Qin Daorong’s thunderous roar drew gasps from the crowd.

The power of a Grandmaster truly was terrifying!

The Qin clansmen gazed upon him with overwhelming reverence.

Only Qin Xuan, standing apart in white robes with a sword at his back, averted his eyes reluctantly. Qin Daorong was at the Sixth Level of the Rotating Sea Realm, a high-level combatant among Grandmasters.

But Qin Xuan, with his Truth-Seeking Eyes, could see what others couldn’t.

The Patriarch of the Han Family was at the Ninth Level of the Rotating Sea Realm!

One step away from the Palace of Dao Realm!

Against him, even Qin Daorong and Qin Jinglong combined wouldn’t stand a chance.

“Hmph! Foolhardy!”

As predicted, the Han Patriarch let out a cold snort. With a single fluid motion, he drew his sword.

One slash unleashed a razor-sharp beam of light that shattered Qin Daorong’s axe attack.

Then, a backhanded palm strike sent Qin Daorong flying, blood spraying from his mouth. He crashed beside Qin Jinglong.

“Ptui!”

Qin Daorong spat a mouthful of blood. The entire scene fell deathly silent.

“How… is this possible?” Qin Jinglong stared in utter shock at his heavily injured comrade.

How could the Han Patriarch be so overwhelmingly strong?

“Spirit Dragon General, is that all?”

The Han Patriarch sneered as he released his crushing Rotating Sea Realm Ninth Level aura. The terrifying pressure made every onlooker tremble.

“Crap! Rotating Sea Realm Ninth Level! I heard he was only at the Seventh Level when he last fought!”

“But that fight in the Imperial City was two years ago!”

“He climbed two minor realms in two years? That’s insane! Advancing even one level is hellish after reaching the Rotating Sea Realm!”

“Exactly! Outside the imperial ancestors, the Han Patriarch is probably the strongest now!”

Those who’d followed the Han Family from the Imperial City exchanged pale, fearful glances. Only they truly grasped the significance of a Ninth Level Rotating Sea Realm Grandmaster. News of his power would shake every faction in the Imperial City upon its return!

“Brother Jinglong… Let’s fight him together!” Qin Daorong struggled to his feet, leaning on his giant axe, a ferocious gleam in his eyes.

Qin Jinglong hesitated, glancing first at the Patriarch’s gleaming sword, then back at the anxious Qin clansmen behind him.

He sighed in defeat. “Together it is.”

Both men unleashed their most powerful combat skills and charged headlong at the Patriarch.

Witnessing this, Qin Xuan felt a flicker of relief. At least Jinglong hadn’t opened the Qin Manor gates and surrendered this time.

His relief was brief. Qin Xuan began circulating Solar Divine Power within him, sharpening his Sword Intent. He knew only too well: Qin Daorong and Qin Jinglong fighting desperately would still fall before the Han Patriarch.

With the Han Family’s nine Grandmaster elders also present, survival rested solely on him stepping in.

It was time to intervene.

Just as Qin Xuan prepared to take action, the fight above took a sudden, unexpected turn.

The Han Patriarch effortlessly shattered Qin Daorong and Qin Jinglong’s strongest attacks with his sword… as a dark mist coalesced behind him.

From within the churning black fog, a slender figure shot forth.

A young woman materialized, clad in form-fitting black attire. Her features were arrestingly beautiful, yet chillingly cold. An air of delicate sorrow clung to her.

The instant she appeared, she thrust a short blade—pulsing with devastating Spiritual Energy—towards the Patriarch’s neck! Her intent was clear: instant death.

“Whoa! Who is she? Trying to assassinate the Han Patriarch!?”

“That aura… she’s a Grandmaster too!”

“What the heck’s going on today? Grandmasters are popping up everywhere like cabbages!”

“This is intense!”

The sudden assassin sparked a fresh wave of frantic shouts.

“Su Nianshuang! I knew you’d show yourself!”

“Prepare to die here today!” the Han Patriarch roared. “Elders! Formation!”

He twisted his body impossibly fast, swatting her blade aside. As he issued the command, the nine Han Family elders, previously encircling the Qin Manor, soared into the air, instantly surrounding the black-clothed woman!

“Sealing Prison Formation!”

The elders bellowed in unison. Sickly grey light erupted from their bodies as chains forged of pure Spiritual Energy snaked out— writhing like draconic serpents. They interwove overhead, forming a cage of pure energy that trapped the woman at its center!

A look of utter desolation crossed the woman’s face.

Failed… after all?

Nianyang… sister failed you!

[Ding! Detected eligible marriage candidate. View?]

The sudden system tone echoed in Qin Xuan’s mind, freezing him.

Huh?

Marriage candidate?

The system… helps find wives?

He blinked once, his gaze snapping back to the trapped woman.

Her. It had to be her.

“View!”

The command echoed internally. Qin Xuan instantly activated his Truth-Seeking Eyes, focusing on the assassin. Her information flooded his mind:

[Su Nianshuang]

Level: Fifth Level, Rotating Sea Realm

Concept Comprehension: Blade Intent Seed

Talent: Purple Grade

Constitution: Calamity Physique

Special Trait: Calamity Divine Bone

– Calamity Physique: A body attuned to catastrophe and suffering. Holder can manipulate the misfortune of others, spreading endless disaster. However, uncontrolled leakage of Calamity Power will inevitably bring misfortune and ruin upon those nearby!

– Calamity Divine Bone: A sacred bone infused with misfortune’s might. Greatly enhances the potency of Calamity Power from the Calamity Physique. Also elevates innate talent, comprehension, and cultivation speed!