A Marriage Proposal?

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Lin Qingfeng break into a smile, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"It seems someone up ahead is fighting over a spirit beast."

Lin Qingfeng's eyes darted around as he chuckled, "A spirit beast worth fighting over certainly won't be mediocre. How about it? Shall we go too? We can swoop in and reap the rewards while they're busy!"

In the world of the Douluo Continent, there was no such thing as morality.

Merely wanting to sit back and reap the benefits without killing others to steal their spirit beasts already made Lin Qingfeng a saint in his own right.

Lin Fan wasn't a saint either. Hearing this, he became curious and nodded immediately.

Since they were going to stir up trouble, they had to be careful. At the very least, they couldn't let others discover them. He immediately scooped up Lin Fan, his spirit power surged, and his figure moved like a ghost toward the direction of the voices.

As they drew closer, the sound of the argument reached Lin Fan's ears.

"No wonder I was wondering how a random Spirit Saint I encountered could be so young. So it's the Immovable Bright King."

"You're too kind..."

Hearing this, Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat.

The Immovable Bright King?

Zhao Wuji of the Star Dou Forest, fighting someone over a spirit beast?

Wasn't this the exact period when Tang San joined Shrek Academy?

Only then did Lin Fan finally figure out his place in the timeline, and he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.

He had originally thought his family background was quite decent, after all, even the Hall Master of the Martial Soul Hall was polite to his father.

Who would have thought he was just a character who never appeared in the original work?

In Lin Fan's subconscious, if you didn't appear in the original work, you were a nobody.

However, in reality, there had always been families on the Douluo Continent that did not participate in the various open conflicts.

"It's actually the Immovable Bright King?"

"The one who can make the Immovable Bright King call them 'senior' must have considerable strength."

Lin Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and whispered, "We'll see how it goes. If Zhao Wuji and that person start fighting, I'll make my move. If they don't, there's nothing I can do. After all, as a fellow Spirit Saint, I can't take on two at once."

Hearing this, Lin Fan was shocked. Zhao Wuji and the Dragon and Snake Duo were all veteran Spirit Saints; in the words of the original work, they were notorious.

His cheap father wasn't afraid of them?

Lin Qingfeng even said he couldn't take on two at once, rather than saying he couldn't defeat them!

In other words, Lin Qingfeng was confident he could win in a one-on-one against either Zhao Wuji or the Dragon and Snake Duo?

Could it be that I guessed wrong, and my father really does come from a major family?

Lin Fan speculated inwardly, hope rising in his heart.

If one could be a second or third-generation heir, no one would want to struggle and strive on their own!

However, compared to fishing in troubled waters, after learning that the parties involved were the Dragon and Snake Duo and Zhao Wuji, Lin Fan had a different idea.

Wasn't the person who wanted to buy a spirit ring right here?

In his memory, Tang San defeated Meng Yiran and obtained the spirit ring of that thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. If he showed up later and brought out the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent spirit ring he had already prepared, couldn't he sell it to Meng Yiran?

She would be at her most disappointed then. If she suddenly saw hope, she would probably be willing to pay any price!

Compared to reaping the benefits of a fight, catching a thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent wasn't as profitable as making some money.

Anyway, Lin Fan wasn't short on such thousand-year spirit beasts; he had a whole bunch of them locked up in his Poké Balls.

"Dad, don't rush to make a move. Let's watch and see."

Thinking of this, Lin Fan immediately gave his instructions.

He had no choice; his father wasn't very old, and in this spirit master world, he was particularly combative. What if he didn't warn him and he couldn't resist rushing out to fight?

Wouldn't that be a loss of profit?

"Fine."

Lin Qingfeng knew that Lin Fan had been opinionated since he was a child. Seeing his solemn expression, he agreed immediately.

At the same time, the plot unfolded exactly as it had in Lin Fan's memory.

After only a few exchanges, Tang San fought Meng Yiran and ultimately emerged victorious.

"A bet is a bet. The thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent is yours. However, I will remember today's events."

"The green hills will remain, and the clear waters will flow..."

Seeing Chao Tianxiang about to leave, Lin Fan couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "Isn't it just a thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent? What is there to fight over?"

"..."

As the words fell, Chao Tianxiang, who had already channeled her spirit power to take her granddaughter away, froze, her movements slowing down slightly.

"Damn it!"

Meng Yiran, however, was filled with grief and indignation, shouting angrily, "Who is mocking me? If you have the guts, step out!"

"Are you here specifically to ridicule me because I missed out on the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent?"

Admittedly, the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was indeed a rare find for Meng Yiran, especially since she had yet to obtain one, so hearing such words naturally made her feel aggrieved.

"Tsk tsk, such a little girl, yet such a fiery temper?"

Seeing Meng Yiran dare to confront Lin Fan, Lin Qingfeng's expression darkened instantly. He channeled his soul power, scooped up Lin Fan, and landed amidst the crowd.

In an instant, Zhao Wuji, Tang San, and the others shielded Oscar, watching Lin Qingfeng and Lin Fan with cautious, wary eyes.

After all, Oscar had not yet begun to absorb his soul ring!

They were also afraid that someone might try to snatch it.

Chao Tianxiang and Meng Yiran remained much calmer, merely staring coldly at Lin Qingfeng.

It was only when Lin Qingfeng lightly beckoned with his right hand, summoning the Frost Sword into his grip, that two yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings manifested, instantly leaving everyone stunned.

"Such a young Soul Saint!"

Lin Qingfeng was even younger than Zhao Wuji, and his soul ring configuration was superb, causing Chao Tianxiang, Zhao Wuji, and the others to gasp in astonishment.

The next moment, when their gazes fell upon Lin Fan, they were even more shocked. Their pupils constricted sharply as they cried out, "Such a young child! Could it be that he is also here to absorb his third soul ring?"

"No, that's impossible! Judging by his age, he's only six or seven. At most, he just awakened his martial soul; how could he possibly have reached level 30?"

At this moment, even Tang San's gaze toward Lin Fan shifted.

He had always believed his own talent was exceptional—possessing Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls—yet he never expected to encounter such a master!

"Let's not talk about that."

Lin Fan was solely focused on selling his martial soul and ignored Zhao Wuji entirely, which immediately caused the latter's expression to turn grim.

"Your name is Meng Yiran?"

Lin Fan chuckled, "Do you really need a Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent soul ring?"

"So what if I do? And what if I don't?"

Meng Yiran glared at Lin Fan, feeling quite wronged, still convinced that Lin Fan was mocking her.

Chao Tianxiang glanced at Lin Fan and said indifferently, "My friend, this old woman is incompetent, but there is no need for your child to mock us so. If you wish to offer pointers, just state your terms."

"What are you saying?"

Lin Qingfeng retorted sharply, "My son has a kind heart; how can you slander him like this? If you dare speak nonsense again, don't blame the Frost Sword in my hand for being impolite!"

"Ahem, harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth."

Lin Fan looked at Meng Yiran with a smile and said softly, "If I could let you possess a Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent soul ring, would you still think I'm mocking you?"

"Moreover, it is a Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent of about 1,800 years—perfect for you to absorb."

"Are you telling the truth?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Yiran could not help but show joy, her breathing becoming rapid.

Chao Tianxiang narrowed her eyes and said softly, "If you, young friend, know where another thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent can be found, please inform us. This humble one, Chao Tianxiang, will certainly offer a generous reward."

"Of course I know."

With a slight curl of his lips, Lin Fan moved his thoughts and directly retrieved the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent soul ring he had previously crafted from his special space.

Hum—

A pale purple radiance shone, and the phantom of the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent bloomed, instantly stunning Chao Tianxiang, Meng Yiran, and the others.

"You..."

Meng Yiran's eyes reddened, her voice trembling with a sob, "How can you deliberately provoke me like this? Since you have already killed the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, why take it out to taunt me if you aren't going to absorb it?"

After all, she was just a young girl; having her soul ring snatched by Tang San had already left her feeling deeply aggrieved.

With Lin Fan jumping in to make her misunderstand his intentions as mockery, and now seeing the soul ring itself, her composure completely shattered.

Even Chao Tianxiang's expression turned incredibly grim.

There was no helping it; in the minds of ordinary soul masters, a soul ring could only be absorbed by the one who dealt the killing blow!

"Who said I was trying to provoke you?"

Lin Fan chuckled, "My martial soul is quite special; it can store soul rings, and it allows anyone to absorb them. Even if you didn't kill the beast, as long as I give it to you, you can still absorb it."

"Ah?"

"Is that true?"

Meng Yiran's red lips parted, her face filled with astonishment.

It wasn't just her; everyone else was stunned, staring blankly at Lin Fan.

These words completely transcended their understanding!

"My friend, are you certain you are not toying with this old woman?"

Chao Tianxiang immediately demanded.

"That goes without saying."

Lin Qingfeng trusted Lin Fan implicitly; even though no one else had ever absorbed a spirit ring crafted by Lin Fan, he agreed without a shred of hesitation.

"However..."

Lin Fan chuckled softly. "A Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent of eighteen hundred years is exceptionally rare. I can't just give it to you for free, can I?"

"If you wish to absorb it, young lady, what price are you willing to pay?"

"Ah?"

"You still want a reward?"

As Meng Yiran asked this, her cheeks flushed a faint red. It was true—they were neither kin nor acquaintances, so why should he gift her a spirit ring for nothing?

"You... you aren't asking me to offer myself in marriage, are you?"

After giving Lin Fan a quick once-over, Meng Yiran suddenly exclaimed in shock.