Diao Chan and the others began to understand, but Lü Zhi frowned and asked in confusion, "Why only three?"
Xiao Ying's plan was not hard to guess: he would use a divine ability to create three "Diao Chans," then let his four sons choose, with only a one-in-three chance. Combined with other options, such as treasures, power, wondrous arts, and cultivation manuals, it would be quite a test!
With a test like this, unless someone loved Diao Chan to the very depths of his heart and lungs, to the point of being unable to live without her, he probably would not choose her!
"Three are enough. Surely they won't all choose a beauty over an empire? How have you been raising your sons?"
Xiao Ying countered with displeasure, leaving Lü Zhi and the other women embarrassed and afraid to say more.
Everyone understood, but Diao Chan muttered indignantly, "This commoner hasn't agreed yet!"
"I descended as soon as I awakened. Many important matters still await me in the Immortal Kingdom, and I have little time to spend in the Pangu World!"
Rather than answer her, Xiao Ying looked at everyone and spoke slowly. He paused, then turned to Diao Chan and continued evenly, "Everything has a price. You... have no choice! Of course, your chances of being chosen are very low. If you really are chosen, that is your fate!"
With that, he ignored Diao Chan's innocent, aggrieved pout and, without waiting for anyone else's reaction, strode straight toward Luoyang...
Each harboring different thoughts, everyone hurried after him, crowding around him.
Surrounded by the others, Xiao Ying arrived at the blood-soaked, ravaged city gate. He stopped and looked at the many figures hovering in midair, gazing down at the ground.
These hovering figures were the Descended Immortal Gods protecting