After all, when he had called upon the ancestor back then, the ancestor had ignored him from start to finish. The ancestor's meaning had already been perfectly clear.
Since he couldn't resist, he might as well close his eyes and enjoy it.
He had accepted his fate.
With Dugu Feng's cooperation, the entire process went exceptionally smoothly.
Amid the cheers of the Sacred Land disciples, the two newlyweds were sent into the bridal chamber.
"Our Holy Son seems incredibly formidable. He scared off the Sacred Lords of the Three Sacred Lands with just a few words."
"Who knows? He should be formidable, I guess. I'm not sure. Anyway, it's all good now—the wedding has gone through. The raw rice has been cooked into cooked rice. We now have both a Holy Son and a Saintess."
"Let's go, let's go. The wedding was a perfect success. Time to collect our rewards. Points, points, points!"
The Sacred Land disciples headed somewhere with excited expressions.
"Damn it, you've gone too far!"
Qin Ze glared furiously at the Third Elder before him. This man was pressing them relentlessly. In barely a moment, Shadowless Sacred Land had already suffered over ten thousand casualties. If this continued, Shadowless Sacred Land would be heading toward destruction.
"Gone too far? Heh. You dare speak to a descendant of my Dugu Clan like that? Granting you a quick death would already be doing you a favor. If this had happened in the past, even dying would not have come so easily to you."
The Third Elder chuckled. Dugu Feng represented the face of their Dugu Clan.
Every word, every action, every gesture of his represented the will of the Dugu Clan.
"Damn it! I'll fight you to the death—fight you to the death!"
Qin Ze roared. He was also