As the first prodigy born of the Yang Family's main lineage, and one of the earliest "San Ling," the weight of his bloodline needed no further elaboration.
Yet because Yang Lingrui was utterly dull when it came to matters of the heart, Chen Yang had worried over this matter plenty in the past.
Before Yun Xiwu appeared, Chen Yang had even prepared for the worst.
If no suitable marriage partner ever appeared, he would personally step in and engineer a fleeting romance—get the deed done first and worry about the rest later.
Such a method certainly could not lead to a perfect ending, and could only serve as a last-resort safeguard when all else had failed.
Given the emotion and effort Chen Yang had invested in Yang Lingrui's growth, he naturally hoped that this Yang Clan prodigy would find a match made in heaven of his own.
Thus, he had always kept his decision regarding this matter buried in his heart. Even Yang Lingqing knew nothing of it.
Yang Lingrui was still young, after all, with many years ahead of him. He had not yet reached the point of taking that helpless final step. There was still time to wait.
And so, he waited twenty years.
Now, even Yang Yuanhong, who was a generation younger than him, was only one step away from the threshold in this matter.
Yet this Wind Lord of the Yang Clan still showed no progress whatsoever.
Not to mention a female cultivator with whom he had some emotional foundation—even someone he could potentially develop things with was difficult for Chen Yang to find.
With the Yang Clan's current power and status in the Northwest, coupled with Yang Lingrui's own talent and his ever-increasing cultivation realm—
The longer this matter dragged on, the lower the chances