Clan Assembly

"Ow, easy, easy! That really hurts!"

In an elegant courtyard, a petite, adorable little girl was applying ointment to the face of an exceptionally handsome young boy.

The boy's long purple hair cascaded down his back like a waterfall. His pair of bewitching purple eyes carried a wicked charm that seemed capable of tugging at people's hearts and shaking their minds.

A pair of snow-white fox ears stood upright, adding a trace of dominance and aloofness to the boy's appearance.

If someone from Earth were to see the boy up close, they would definitely shout that he looked exactly like the child version of Honor of Kings Li Bai's Millennial Fox skin.

Qing Ling rolled her eyes at his words. "Young Emperor, who told you to make the Clan Chief angry?"

"Qing Ling, how is that my fault?"

The little boy spoke with extreme grievance. He had never expected that the girl who had watched him bathe while drinking tea would turn out to be—

The little boy was naturally Ye Mo. The events of that morning were still vivid in his mind.

"Young Emperor, what did you just say?"

The girl who had crushed her teacup to powder smiled sweetly at Ye Mo. Yet in Ye Mo's eyes, that smile was as terrifying as a demon's.

"Gulp."

Ye Mo swallowed and stared at the girl before him, hurriedly searching his mind for information related to her.

However, the memories in his mind were a complete mess. He probably needed time to sort them out, but before he could do that, Ye Mo feared he would already be dead.

"Could you be my sister?"

Ye Mo asked cautiously while observing the girl's expression.

Sister?

The girl's smile froze as she stared straight at Ye Mo.

Ye Mo's scalp tingled under her gaze. None of those are right? But why does the warmth I feel from her seem like the feeling of seeing my own mother? And I'm still just a little kid now.

Right, she only looks sixteen or seventeen. I probably can't be her son. Maybe sister was possible, but judging from her expression, apparently not.

Ye Mo could not really be blamed. The memories in his mind were tangled, and his soul was extremely weak. Having his brain short-circuit was perfectly normal.

Hu Zixin maintained her frozen smile as she walked step by step toward Ye Mo. He wanted to retreat, but to his despair, he was currently inside a bath barrel.

Hu Zixin cupped Ye Mo's face and kneaded it hard with her hands. "Young Emperor, I already examined your physical condition. Although your soul has been damaged, there is absolutely no way you could have lost your memories."

"So, are you messing with me? Or messing with me? Or being extremely naughty?"

When she said "extremely naughty," Hu Zixin's hands tightened even more.

"I'm not being naughty."

Ye Mo struggled, trying to escape those sinful, fair little hands.

But with Ye Mo's current cultivation, how could he possibly break free from Hu Zixin, who was countless levels above him?

After a thorough kneading, Ye Mo's handsome face was bruised purple and blue. There was no trace left of his previous good looks.

Seeing Ye Mo's pitiful appearance, Hu Zixin released him in satisfaction. Trying to act clever with me? Let's see how I deal with you.

"Listen carefully. No matter what condition you are in now,

you are never allowed to forget for the rest of your life

that my name is Hu Zixin.

I am your

fiancée."

Hu Zixin lifted Ye Mo's chin and met his gaze.

At that moment, sunlight slowly streamed into the room from outside, falling over the two as they stared at each other. Time seemed to freeze, and the scene felt incomparably warm. Ye Mo: Warm my ass! I'm still taking a bath!

Remembering what had happened that morning, Ye Mo's head began to ache. Before he had even figured out what was going on, he had somehow gained a wife. He had heard of child brides, but a child husband was a bit much. Still, his wife was very pretty. Hehehe.

Qing Ling looked at Ye Mo speechlessly. Why did her Young Emperor look miserable one moment and grin foolishly the next? Could his injuries have been so severe that they damaged his brain?

"Ahem." Ye Mo noticed Qing Ling's strange expression as well. Knowing that he had lost his composure, he coughed awkwardly a few times.

"Oh, right. Young Emperor, in a few days, you'll be attending the martial soul awakening held during the clan assembly."

Qing Ling tilted her head as she spoke, seeming to have only just remembered.

Ye Mo rolled his eyes. "I know that. You've been nagging me about it for days."

Over the course of the morning, Ye Mo had finally sorted through some of the chaotic memories in his mind. Among them was information about the martial soul awakening that would take place in the coming days. This continent was actually identical to the Douluo Continent described in a famous novel he had read before.

There was also the reason they called him Young Emperor. Ye Mo was within the Azure Hill Clan. The original owner of this body had lost both parents shortly after his birth and had been raised by the clan.

At the time of his birth, he had possessed a pair of bewitching purple eyes, and the Azure Hill Clan's sacred artifact, the Nine-Tailed Fox Statue, had let out a fox cry that echoed through the heavens.

The ancestor of the Azure Hill Clan had once prophesied that when the Azure Hill Clan declined to its lowest point, a purple-eyed, purple-haired man would appear and lead the clan back to its peak.

The Azure Hill Clan had begun declining long ago. By now, the entire clan had only one Titled Douluo: the Clan Chief, Hu Zixin. The other elders were merely Soul Douluos.

Yet the clan still firmly believed in the legend. Before Ye Mo was born, Hu Zixin had been regarded as the person most likely to lead the Azure Hill Clan out of decline.

She was also a once-in-a-century peerless genius of the Azure Hill Clan. At the mere age of eighteen, she had reached the Titled Douluo realm. Reaching the Ultimate Douluo realm in the future would pose no problem, and she might even reach the legendary godly realm.

The Azure Hill Clan differed from the ordinary people of the Douluo Continent. On the Douluo Continent, martial souls were generally awakened at the age of six, while members of the Azure Hill Clan awakened theirs at eight. However, this did not affect their cultivation talent at all; if anything, their talent was even stronger.

When Hu Zixin awakened her martial soul at eight, she possessed Innate Full Soul Power. At nine, she cultivated to the Soul Master realm. At ten, she reached the Soul Elder realm. It was in the year Hu Zixin turned ten that she was hailed as the clan's peerless genius, and soon afterward, the original owner of this body was born.

At his birth, his mother died from complications during childbirth, while his father was killed by soul beasts when he entered the forest. The original owner of this body had no name, but the clan elders named him Young Emperor, meaning the Fox Emperor who would lead the Azure Hill Clan back to its peak.

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