A Marriage Proposal

"Who dares, you petty rats, trespass upon the grounds of my Misty Cloud Sect?"

Everyone's eyes turned toward the seat of the Sect Leader of Yunlan Sect. At that moment, a young man in white with naturally Heterochromatic Eyes sat there without a care, drinking tea with a frivolous air. He could not even be bothered to glance at those below.

"Petty rats? You certainly know how to talk." Hun Tianchen gave a disdainful, wicked smile and turned his gaze toward the woman with the strongest aura present.

The Sect Leader of Yunlan Sect, Yun Yun!

"A Three-Star Dou Emperor. Not bad." Hun Tianchen looked at Yun Yun's breathtakingly beautiful, serene face. Her plain clothes could not conceal her elegance and nobility.

Her perfect figure was fully displayed before Hun Tianchen's eyes. He unconsciously licked his lips, and every gesture he made carried a wicked charm.

At his side, the immensely powerful Hun Miesheng guarded him carefully. Seemingly noticing his gaze, he said meaningfully,

"Has the Young Clan Leader taken a fancy to this woman?"

He had always been extremely curious about this genius. In the Soul Realm, he had seen Hun Tianchen several times, and the latter's cold indifference toward everything had left a deep impression on him.

He had not expected him to take a liking to a woman so easily.

Perhaps I was overthinking it.

"No, what I value is her worth." Hun Tianchen chuckled and said to Yun Yun, "You are Yun Yun, the Sect Leader of Yunlan Sect, correct? Tell your teacher, Yun Shan, to come see me."

"Teacher?" Yun Yun frowned and said coldly, "My teacher has been in seclusion for many years. Besides, there is nothing to say to intruders like you!"

Perhaps sensing the terrifying strength of Hun Tianchen and Hun Miesheng, Yun Yun immediately shouted,

"All elders, heed my order! Form the Cloudsmoke Covering Sun Formation!"

Hearing her cold shout echo across the plaza, the countless elders and disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect froze. After a brief hesitation, they answered in unison and slowly closed their eyes. Moments later, strands of white energy seeped from above their heads.

An endless stream of white mist-energy rose into the sky, eventually covering nearly the entire heavens as though they stood within a sea of clouds.

Hun Tianchen leisurely glanced at Yun Yun in the center of the cloud sea, gave a wicked smile, and slightly straightened his waist in his seat.

"Cloudsmoke Covering Sun Formation? Hahaha, I'll break it with a casual wave of my hand!"

"Arrogant!"

Yun Yun frowned and shouted. Before her, a white spiraling sphere of energy nearly thirty feet wide condensed.

"Ha!"

She slowly raised her right hand, controlling the white spiral sphere from afar. With a fierce wave, the sphere, which had gathered a portion of every Misty Cloud Sect member's power, shot toward Hun Tianchen in his seat at an incredibly terrifying speed.

Hun Tianchen raised a hand to stop Hun Miesheng, who was preparing to act. Narrowing his eyes, he unleashed terrifying Dou Qi, then struck out with a fearsome palm.

"Soul Destruction Palm!"

His palm slammed into the white spiral sphere. The instant they collided, the sphere was destroyed. Not only that, but the Cloudsmoke Covering Sun Formation of the Misty Cloud Sect was broken with ease.

"Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis's arm." Hun Tianchen spoke coldly, then said impatiently, "Tell your teacher, Yun Shan, to come out. Otherwise, this Misty Cloud Sect will be destroyed."

Yun Yun and the others stared at Hun Tianchen in his seat with pale faces. None of them had expected this young-looking man to possess such terrifying strength!

The might of a single palm had destroyed the Cloudsmoke Covering Sun Formation!

The Young Clan Leader's Soul Destruction Palm is incredibly formidable, Hun Miesheng thought in astonishment as he guarded Hun Tianchen nervously.

As expected, the First Genius of the Hun Clan truly lived up to his name.

He was worth protecting.

"No matter how impressive it is, it cannot compare to the Hall Master of the Hall of Souls," Hun Tianchen said cheerfully.

"With the Young Clan Leader's talent, in less than three years, you will likely surpass this old man," Hun Miesheng said with an embarrassed smile.

"Do not be so afraid. Tianchen will surely remember the Hall Master's protection during this period. Once this matter is over, I will put in a few good words with Father and have him grant you more resources."

Hun Miesheng's expression brightened, and he hurriedly bowed.

"Thank you, Young Clan Leader!"

Yun Ling, standing beside Yun Yun, truly had no other choice. He took a cloud-white flute from his Storage Ring, brought it to his lips, and blew fiercely. A strange, piercing note immediately rang out from the flute.

The shrill flute sound lingered throughout Misty Cloud Mountain, echoing without end.

Hun Tianchen said boredly,

"Yun Shan, get out here right now. Otherwise, I'll tear you apart alive."

As soon as his words fell, a white figure emerged from the depths of Misty Cloud Mountain. The Dou Qi Wings behind him were clearly visible to everyone.

The white figure wore an extremely simple white robe. As the breeze blew, the robe fluttered, giving him an ethereal and graceful air. He did not look old, and his face lacked the wrinkles one would expect from an elder. Instead, it resembled warm jade radiating brilliance, framed by a head of snowy white hair.

This man was Yun Shan, the previous Sect Leader of Yunlan Sect.

The moment Yun Shan appeared, he saw Hun Tianchen and Hun Miesheng seated at the head. Even with his current cultivation after breaking through to Dou Zong, he could not see through them.

Either they were ordinary people without any Dou Qi, or they were... stronger than him.

"Yun Shan, do not think you can break through to Dou Zong without considering who made it possible." Hun Tianchen was displeased that Yun Shan dared put on airs before him. "Since we can help you break through to Dou Zong, we can take it back as well."

"You are..." Yun Shan's face changed. He hurried before Hun Tianchen and asked respectfully in a low voice, "The Hall of Souls?"

"The Hall of Souls?" Hun Miesheng frowned. "This is Young Master. How could an ant like you possibly guess his background and identity? He is the Young Master who controls the Hall of Souls!"

The Young Master who controlled the Hall of Souls?!

Yun Shan's face went pale, and he hurriedly bent over respectfully.

"Greetings, Young Master."

"You fellow, when did I ever say I controlled the Hall of Souls?" Hun Tianchen leisurely glanced at Hun Miesheng.

"With Young Master's ability, controlling the Hall of Souls is only a matter of time. Not only that, but the Hun Clan will surely fall under Young Master's command as well." Hun Miesheng spoke with utmost respect, not daring to act presumptuously.

"If that is the case, then the Misty Cloud Sect counts as one of our forces, doesn't it? It is simply too weak. Their strength must be raised as soon as possible." Hun Tianchen spoke thoughtfully.

"Indeed, indeed." Yun Shan rubbed his hands excitedly.

Hun Tianchen said casually, "Yun Yun is your disciple, correct?"

"Yes, Young Master."

"In that case, send your disciple, along with that... what was it? Nalan Yanran, to me as well." Hun Tianchen finally revealed his ambitions and smiled lightly. "I see value in both of them. If you agree to this marriage alliance, I will help your Misty Cloud Sect increase its strength and let you dominate the Northwest Continent."

Yun Shan was stunned. He had not expected this Young Master of such noble status to take a liking to those two women.

"Is what Young Master says true? Forget these two women—even if it were a hundred women, I would agree!" Yun Shan smiled, then added, "However, Nalan Yanran is likely not within the sect at present."

Hun Tianchen seemed to have expected this, but he still asked just to be safe.

"Where is she?"

Yun Shan replied respectfully,

"On the way to the Xiao Clan."