"Xia, you're the son of the God King. Among our generation, you can have practically anyone you set your sights on. Why are you still competing for her?"
Ya spoke first, breaking the silence. He didn't beat around the bush; he got straight to the point.
Yu beside him nodded as well. Though the divine race's younger generation was predominantly male, Xia was the son of the God King, with exalted blood. The great Lineages were still vying to have him as a husband.
As far as the two of them were concerned, Xia had an overwhelming advantage. Even setting aside his God King bloodline, his current cultivation at the early Source Realm was already beyond their reach.
Once his coming-of-age ceremony was over and his bloodline power fully awakened, the gap would only grow wider.
"I came to see Yang. I just happened to run into that Blood Flood Dragon causing trouble, so I captured and killed it along the way." Xia's expression was indifferent as he quietly put away the Blood Flood Dragon behind him.
As he spoke, a figure emerged from the mountains.
"Is this for me?"
Looking at the ancient beasts on the ground, Shi Lan looked puzzled.
Yu and Ya nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Shi Lan glanced over the ancient beasts' corpses, considering the offer. She naturally knew nothing about the customs of the ancient divine race. She simply thought that hunting sufficiently powerful ancient beasts would greatly benefit her cultivation, and their bodies could also serve as reserve fuel for her Primordial Spirit Fire.
But these few ancient beasts fell far short of what she needed. They were only at the eighth-rank pinnacle. Even the Blood Flood Dragon Xia had just killed, which had attained the Dao, wouldn't be enough to