"Mind your own business? You think you know love and marriage better than I do?" Meng Hongchen paid no heed to her frantic brother.
"Ha, haha, I'm Xiao Hongchen, the number one prodigy of the Sun Moon Empire! There's nothing I don't know! No one understands love and marriage better than me!" Xiao Hongchen retorted stubbornly.
"Meng, listen to me. What you feel for Huo Yuhao right now is just admiration for his outstanding qualities—a fleeting infatuation."
"Admiration is the emotion farthest from understanding. You don't truly know him, and you can't grasp his inner heart!"
Meng Hongchen gazed at Huo Yuhao's face in the Heavenly Screen, utterly unswayed: "Of course I don't know his inner heart, but I know he's excellent and handsome—that's enough. We can take our time getting to know each other once we're together!"
"Besides, if I really end up with Yuhao, Grandfather will be thrilled! He's a future God! And he values emotions so much—I'd definitely live happily!"
"Xiao, don't you want a god for a brother-in-law? Don't you want me to ascend to the God Realm and live forever?"
Xiao Hongchen was speechless. Are you really after gods and immortality? Look at yourself, acting like a lovesick fool—I can't even be bothered to call you out... Your brother's face isn't any worse than Huo Yuhao's, so why don't you look at me?
In the Star Luo Zhu Family, the current Patriarch stared at the Heavenly Screen, where Huo Yuhao stood like a Blood Ice Sculpture, on the verge of shattering at any moment. He let out a shaken, emotional sigh:
"Who would've thought that the White Tiger Duke lineage, known for its cold ruthlessness and fraternal strife, could produce a child so devoted to love and loyalty..."
"If this child had been born ten thousand years ago, perhaps the Dai family could have ended its cycle of brotherly bloodshed thousands of years earlier?"
After a moment's thought, the Zhu Family Patriarch instructed someone nearby: "Tell Zhu Lu to find a way to get close to this child. Our family has a long tradition of marriage alliances with the Dai family."
"Yuhao may have taken his mother's surname, but he still carries Dai blood. If Zhu Lu can forge a bond with him, it would make for a beautiful story."
Within the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect, the current Sect Master shared the same sentiment.
Since its renaming ten thousand years ago, the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect had inherited a glorious legacy. For a time, it flourished thanks to the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda bestowed by Ning Rongrong after she became a god, but that came with its own limitations.
When Ning Rongrong ascended to godhood, she used her divine power to transform her elder brothers' Seven Treasure Glazed Pagodas into Nine Treasure Glazed Pagodas. However, like the Nine Heart Begonia's restriction, only one person per generation per branch could awaken the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda; the rest remained with the Seven or Eight Treasure Glazed Pagodas.
As time passed, the holders of the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda inevitably faced danger and death. By the time of the war between the Sun Moon Empire and the Douluo Three Kingdoms thousands of years ago, the last Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda holder died before producing offspring.
Since then, the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect had never seen another awakening of the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, and it inevitably fell into decline.
Now, the entire sect only had the current Young Sect Master, Ning Tian, possessing the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda. Compared to its past glory, it had sunk to its lowest point.
Under these circumstances, the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect sent Ning Tian to Shrek Academy, largely hoping she would use the opportunity to befriend geniuses—ideally, to win the heart of a future prodigy and inject powerful new blood into the sect.
Huo Yuhao was undoubtedly the best target!
If Ning Tian could develop feelings for this future god and bear his descendants, the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect would have two gods backing it!
Perhaps it might even draw the attention of Ning Rongrong, their ancestor who had long stopped watching the mortal realm, and she might bestow the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda martial soul once more!
Given Huo Yuhao's loyal and emotional nature—willing to risk his life for his mother—he would surely not be stingy with his children, and might even grant them inheritable divine martial souls!
At that point, the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect would possess the strongest support and the strongest attack or control martial souls, complementing each other perfectly. Becoming the number one sect on the continent would be within reach!
Just thinking about it was delightful!
In the Star Luo Imperial Palace, Emperor Xu Jiawei suddenly thought of something and summoned the Secret Guard in charge of intelligence: "I recall that a few years ago, Dai Yueheng confessed to Jiujiu?"
"Indeed, Your Majesty. Three years ago, the White Tiger Duke's eldest son, Dai Yueheng, expressed his admiration to Princess Jiujiu, but she rejected him on the spot."
Xu Jiawei waved the Secret Guard away, stroking his beard thoughtfully as he muttered to himself: "I wonder if Huo Yuhao likes older women..."
"Hmm, maybe I could have Jiujiu transfer to Shrek Academy and find a chance to let Huo Yuhao know about Dai Yueheng's confession to her. Then, in front of Dai Yueheng, she could get close to the boy—that would be a way for him to get back at the White Tiger Duke Mansion, wouldn't it?"
"But this child seems kind-hearted; he might not like that kind of revenge... I'll have to think it over."
"What a pity—such a good and filial child, and he belongs to someone else. If only my unfilial sons had half his sense of duty... If I died now, those brats wouldn't even try to revive me; they'd probably laugh out loud... This imperial throne is far too tempting."
Across the continent, the major powers watched the scene of Huo Yuhao nearly sacrificing himself for his mother in the Heavenly Screen, raising their estimation of him and considering how to win over this Son of Destiny, whose character and will were truly exceptional.
But the far more numerous middle-low level Soul Masters and ordinary people didn't think that far.
Calculations about sect revival or empire resurgence were too distant from their lives.
All they knew was that this child, who had suffered since childhood, had just left the White Tiger Duke Mansion, just met mentors who cared for and nurtured him and friendly classmates, only to have everything destroyed by one rotten apple!
The Sea God himself had called him the Son of Destiny, yet he had lived in hardship. Just as he caught a glimpse of light, before he could savor it, his mother's death shattered his small happiness once more.
He was a child who yearned for freedom and happiness, but to let his mother see the world one more time, he resolutely stepped into even greater suffering—to challenge, to fight, to gamble his life for a glimmer of hope!
He said he would give everything to revive his mother.
When people heard that, beyond a touch of emotion, most thought it was just youthful bravado—not understanding the weight of a promise or the gravity of an oath.
Some even mocked him, laughing at the boy who didn't know his place, unaware of fate's cruelty.
But in the end, they saw that he meant what he said and did what he said.
This seemingly frail youth didn't let his vow fall empty. Instead, he proved with action that Huo Yuhao kept his word!
When that youth in the Heavenly Screen could no longer stand, collapsed on the ground, lifted his head, and was covered in Blood Ice Crystals—
That thin, weak figure appeared so majestic and powerful!
The light reflected from those Blood Ice Crystals was so dazzling that it blurred countless people's vision in an instant.
From that moment on, whether those who had dismissed his 'wild words' or those who had mocked him for various reasons—all were left speechless.
People gazed at that youth, their hearts filled with nothing but emotion and awe!
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