Soaring of Galaxia

Qin Yunran raised his eyebrow revealing some disdain. He displayed an unyielding smile as he asked, “A decisive battle? You two houses deserve to fight a decisive battle with the Qin Clan? Although the Qin Clan is currently at a low point, we are not on equal terms with you two clowns. Yan Guinan, regarding how to fight, state your thoughts.”

Before Qin Yunran, Yan Guinan had truly not dared to act overly presumptuously. If Qin Yunran were to fight him one on one, he would lose for sure.

At the moment, he avoided the details and spoke more trivial, “Madman Ran, there are plenty of chances for us old guys to compete. Qin Wushuang killed my disciple and robbed him of the Supreme Dao weapon, I must not tolerate him. I will send other disciples to fight him, Madman Ran, would you dare to take it?”

Although Qin Yunran had a straightforward personality, he was not a figure that would be blindly optimistic. He knew that the Heavenly Punishing Villa and the Sound of Thunder Sect had several exceptional disciples. Although Qin Wushuang was brimming with talent, he was still young. It was not but a short while ago that he started his career, for he had not yet reached the maturity stage.

With a cold sneer, he said, “Yan Guinan, upon hearing your tone, it seems that my disciples must accompany you for the competition? Do you think each of my disciples have this free time like you do? You want to get back the Supreme Dao weapon? Good, let’s wait until a time when we are interested.”

“Your highness, in this world, there is no rule about forcing someone to take an invitation to a martial arts competition right?” Qin Yunran asked with a gentle laughter.

Xin Wuji knew that this Qin Yunran was using the identity of his highness to run on a bank to the Heavenly Punishing Villa and the Sound of Thunder Sect. Under such situation, however, he must not conceal his conscience and discriminate in favor of them.

He only nodded. “Regarding a martial arts competition, of course it must be agreed to both sides. The three of your houses have hopelessly and consistently been mixed with grudges. Despite the layers of techniques and strategies unleashed from above the ground and beneath the surface, it’s not absolutely necessary for you to determine victory or defeat through a competition.”

These words seemed to not truly wish for harmony. Naturally, Qin Yunran had understood the implied meanings, yet he did not expose him. He chuckled out loud and restated, “Did you hear that? The words of his highness are more than clear-cut. For a competition, it must be agreed to by both parties. If you have some sneaky tricks up your sleeve, just get on with it. After so many years, you guys must have already been familiar with this rule, right?”

Yan Guinan was not some passive peacekeeper, but not because he didn’t know how to be sneaky. The crucial part was that Qin Wushuang had gained the advantage and would surely hide deeply inside the Aspiring Throne Mountain and not come out. It would appear unrealistic to snatch the Supreme Dao weapon back from him.

Additionally, when Qin Wushuang returned to the Aspiring Throne Mountain, surely he would hand over the Supreme Dao weapons. Once the weapons reach the hands of the higher-ups of the Qin clan, only a lunatic would try to get them back.

Therefore, he could only use such provoking methods to make Qin Wushuang and his friends agree before their departure. If they had agreed to fight before his highness, they could not evade it.

Unexpectedly, the old and the young of the Qin Clan were exactly the same mischievous people for they did not fall to his trickery. This made Yan Guinan feel somewhat defeated.

Seeing Yan Guinan fall into silence, Lei Ming shouted, “Madman Ran, just tell us if you have the guts or not. Why do you speak in useless circles?”

Qin Yunran was a figure unmoved by forces of persuasion. The more Lei Ming flew into a fury, the more interesting he found it to be. He said as if he was playing around him, “Old man Lei, are you threatening me or begging me?”

“To hell I am begging you!” Lei Ming said with disdain. “One day, the Qin Clan will kneel and beg for mercy before us. Madman Ran, just you wait.”

“To hell with begging! Unfortunately, for such an idiot like yourself, I would not bother to even give you the time of day.” After Qin Yunran had finished speaking, he turned to Mu Rong Qianji and said with a smile, “Lord Mu Rong, for the matter between Wushuang and your daughter, we shall settle it? Instead of us being blown around by the wind and baked under the sun out here, we should return to the great hall of the Floating Snow House to discuss this further. How about let’s set a good date?”

Mu Rong Qianji had for once spoke fully of his intentions. As long as one of the five young people had won, they would be qualified. Now, since Qin Wushuang was the only person alive, naturally he should not decline this marriage.

Mu Rong Qianhuan and Mu Rong Qianhuan had also agreed to do it this way beforehand. Now, being the leader of a sect, they could not go back on their words. For a time, despite feeling somewhat discontent, they did not know how to retort. Before Qin Yunran, an elite warrior of the Supreme Dao, they would not dare to make an argument.

Mu Rong Qianji took advantage of where the situation was heading as he said, “As this is the case, we should return to the Floating Snow House first. Your highness, what do you think?”

Xin Wuji had been pondering on the matters at hand. Hearing the question from Mu Rong Qianji, naturally he would not oppose it. He said to Lei Ming and Yan Guinan, “Two lords, for all competition and gambling there will be victory and defeat. You should not be so strongly attached to a momentary win or loss.”

Inwardly, Yan Guinan and Lei Ming shivered. They knew that Xin Wuji was passively asking them again not to lash out with rash actions. At least, they should not act outrageously before the Floating Snow House party.

If they were to excessively suppress the Floating Snow House, they would only be pushing the Floating Snow House to the side of the Qin Clan even further.

Regardless, even if they could not stop this marriage, they must think of ways to wreck it. At this moment, Yan Guinan was already thinking of a way to come between them.

When they returned to the Floating Snow House, Mu Rong Qianji had already ordered a banquet. Naturally, Lei Ming and Yan Guinan were not in the mood to attend such events. Even more so, the exotic delicacies of dragon liver or phoenix marrow most likely tasted of nothing.

The Hundred Swords Sect and the Venerable Hu Qiu Family had already left in a displeased hurry. Judging from the expression they had during their departure, they did not seem to hold much objection against the Floating Snow House. Clearly, they were full of disdain to the Sound of Thunder Sect and the Heavenly Punishing Villa that had invited them. Only, they were hindered by their power and prestige making it inappropriate for them to break out.

If the Sound of Thunder Sect and the Heavenly Punishing Villa wished to incite them to step out again, most likely it would not be easy.

Followed by the angry departure of Yan Guinan and Lei Ming, Xin Wuji also arranged his rides to make way back to the Heavenly Emperor Gate after drinking a round of drinks.

With the departure of Xin Wuji, it meant the period of this farce had finally drawn to a close completely.

Qin Yunran did not mind. The departure of those people, that had spoiled his appetite in the first place, made him feel more comfortable. He said to Mu Rong Qianji, “Junior Brother Mu Rong, for the matters between the youngsters, us old people should not get involved too much. Come come come, if the Floating Snow House still recognizes the Qin Clan as relatives by marriage, let’s drink.”

To be honest, in terms of strength of character, the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan had undoubtedly ranked number one among the Heavenly Emperor Eight Gates. Now, even the Heavenly Emperor Xin Clan did not possess as good as concrete foundation as the Qin Clan.

For this aspect, Mu Rong Qianji had always admired them. However, such admiration had only come from his own individual style. If he were to consider the overall profits of the Floating Snow House, it would not be a smart choice to become relatives by marriage now.

However, after such embellishment and disturbance, this marriage had already invited people of the Heavenly Emperor Gate to act as witness. As this marriage was settled, it would be tough for the Heavenly Punishing Villa and the Sound of Thunder Sect to use an excuse to find trouble to the Floating Snow House.

After all, for this marriage, Qin Wushuang had earned it by defeating two of his competitors. If they wished to blame someone, they could only blame their own people for their lack of skill and victory.

Mu Rong Qianji raised his cup and looked at Mu Rong Qianhuan and the others. Despite harboring some grudges, Mu rong Qianhuan and the others were all figures of the grandmaster level. Of course, they could not go against their own words. All of them raised their cups and drank.

However, except for Mu Rong Qianji, the other three displayed a gloomy expression. Clearly, they were still harboring many hateful intentions inside their hearts.

Qin Yunran understood the intentions of these people; however, he had always acted according to his own wishes. If it weren’t for opposing each other with equal harshness, he would almost not care or bother with such little details. Therefore, he only laughed and let it go.

In terms of the prejudice in the secular world, currently the Aspiring Throne Qin Clan was truly at their lowest point. They were attacked from two sides by two major powerhouses. It was reasonable for people to not think highly of them.

Qin Yunran had not planned to argue. Regarding who would prove powerful or useless, time would reveal everything.

Qin Wushuang had taken everything into his eyes. It was still difficult for him to maintain such a calm mode like Qin Yunran. After all, these three guys who were putting up a face for them, Mu Rong Xu was the one to suffer the most pain.

Would any girl be unwilling to see her fiancé to share a harmonious relationship with her family? Who would not want to receive their family’s blessing instead of these cold eyes?

Thinking here, Qin Wushuang shot a glance to the surrounding people and said to Mu Rong Qianji, “Lord Mu Rong, could you please dismiss all the servants?”

Mu Rong Qianji revealed some surprise from his eyes, but he still had a good impression towards Qin Wushuang. Regardless of his identity for being part of the Qin Clan, just him alone, Mu Rong Qianji had indescribable joy and admiration. He knew that Qin Wushuang was a good fit for his daughter and a hundred times better than that Luo Ting.

He waved his hand and instructed with a light tone, “Go now, do not come in without my order.”

After the servants retreated, Qin Yunran poured himself a cup and drank it. With a laugh, he said, “Wushuang, I assumed that you should have gained some other things at the Black Dead Sea, right?”

As soon as he spoke these words, some astonished lights shone from Mu Rong Qianji’s eyes. Qin Wushuang nodded with a composed smile. “A moment ago there were numerous eyes and ears, so I intentionally concealed many things. Please take a look, Lord Mu Rong.”

As he said this, Qin Wushuang pulled out the two giant phantom dragon eggs from the storage ring. He spread them out on the center of his palm to let it disperse grotesque, yet pretty flirtatious rays of lights.

“This…” Mu Rong Qianji could not but help rise halfway from his chair to take a closer look. The other three also displayed a surprised expression.

“Eggs of the phantom dragon?” Mu Rong Qianhuan stuttered to speak.

Possessing the strongest spiritual perception, Qin Yunran laughed. “That’s right, inside this giant egg, indeed it’s nurturing lives. This is the bloodline of extremely immemorial beasts. Wushuang, good boy, you kept your composure.”

Qin Wushuang said with a smile, “We must possess caution against people. Inside the Black Dead Sea, I had used their greed to kill Hu Qiulan and Lei Jiao. Then, I was able to concentrate on dealing with Yan Zhuiyang. Or else, if the four of them had come all together, I’m afraid I could not have won against them. Three fists cannot fight against four hands.”

At this moment, he used the Confucius way of writing and nipped the parts that could not be said and recalled everything else that he could. After he finished speaking, he said, “I am worried that due to the preciousness of the bloodline of the phantom dragon, the Sound of Thunder Sect and the Heavenly Punishing Villa will intend to lust after it. To avoid bringing unnecessary trouble to the Floating Snow House, I had concealed it deliberately and did not dare talk about it.”

As soon as he spoke these words, Mu Rong Qianhuan and the others had more or less felt ashamed. Considering the nasty way they had treated Qin Wushuang, yet how all of Qin Wushuang’s actions were in consideration to the Floating Snow House, these old guys were not as bright and open as this youngster.

With this revelation their hostility towards Qin Wushuang was instantly reduced. As a substitute, their impressions of him grew fonder. After all, if Qin Wushuang were to take it as his own, they would have had no way to know.

Even if Qin Wushuang was offering it to win favor to Mu Rong Xu, he could have offered it before Xin Wuji. With the son of the Heavenly Emperor acting as the witness, the effect exhibited would naturally be different.

However, Qin Wushuang had not done this. Without a doubt, it was because he did not want to lure the Floating Snow House into unnecessary troubles from his own selfishness.

Feeling somewhat touched inwardly, Mu Rong Qianji said, “Three junior brothers, as Wushuang had such intentions, if the Floating Snow House keeps disrespecting him then we would be unable to differentiate good from bad. For this egg of the phantom dragon, only the four us know of its existence. Let’s not publicize it to the public. You should understand the degree of seriousness inside of it.”

Mu Rong Qianhuan and the other three all nodded seriously. This was not a joke. The bloodline of the Immemorial Phantom Dragon was definitely the bloodline of the Supreme Dao. Too many people would go frantic over it!

If the secret was leaked, there would be no peace for the Floating Snow House!