"Miss Yi Qingwu is the current heir of the Human Emperor's maternal clan, so why does she need to become engaged to the master of the Eight Views Palace and borrow Yin Tiande's influence?"
Ye Fan was deeply curious about this.
Since the Vast Cold Palace was the Human Emperor's maternal clan, its foundations surely surpassed those of ordinary great sects. There was no need to sacrifice the heir of its lineage in marriage just to win over Laozi's successor; the price was far too steep.
"Who I marry makes no difference to me."
"If I must marry, why not choose the strongest man of this era?"
"Yin Tiande's talent and aptitude do indeed surpass mine. Once he grows stronger in the future, it would not be impossible for him to destroy the Duanmu Clan for my sect and avenge the blood feud of my kin."
Yi Qingwu tucked her raven hair behind her ear with her delicate hand, remaining exceptionally calm.
To her, the foremost beauty of Purple Star, love and romance were far too cheap. What she needed was an unparalleled genius capable of thoroughly subduing her and destroying the Lunar Ancient Sect for her.
"With a Supreme Yin Divine Body possessing the same constitution as the former Lunar Human Emperor, once it reaches maturity, it could destroy the Duanmu Clan, which has stolen the Human Emperor's lineage, with a mere wave of its hand."
He shook his head, indicating that she was being far too hasty.
With the Supreme Yin Body in their grasp, the Vast Cold Palace needed do nothing but nurture it wholeheartedly. The direct descendant of the Human Emperor, destined to attain boundless Dao fruition, would naturally deal with that clan.
"What? Do you feel sorry for me? Do you want to pursue me?"