Chapter 169: Accepting Yuxian'er, the Dull and Unspiritual

What!!!

Thirty years old?" Upon hearing Lin Yang's words, the War Emperor Qingfeng was again shocked, his eyes widening.

This person before me is only thirty years old, yet already possesses such terrifying power, such profound foundation and a rare Holy Body.

If he reaches my age of six thousand years, just how strong would he become?

Simply unimaginable!

Meanwhile, Jiang Yuehuo, standing nearby, hearing these words, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glimmered with a strange light.

She gazed at Lin Yang with eyes full of affection.

Thirty years old.

What a wonderful age.

It is the time when one's blood and vigor are strong, and energy is abundant.

Her gaze grew ever softer, and her heart could not help but ripple with waves.

Such an age is certainly not just three seconds.

At least it's three hours or more to start.

Lin Yang saw the War Emperor Qingfeng standing dazed on the spot, not responding for a long while, and then asked again: "How is it? Are you still okay?"

This…… I……" the War Emperor Qingfeng was momentarily at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer.

After all, given the strength Lin Yang has shown, if he truly becomes Yuxian'er's backing and support.

Indeed, he is strong enough.

If you do not answer, I will take it as your acquiescence.

Lin Yang's mouth curled up, revealing a confident smile.

Afterward.

He slowly raised his head, looking toward the door of the private room, and spoke in a loud voice.

Those who should have heard have heard; why don't you come in and show your stance?

Yes, my lord.

As Lin Yang's words fell, a soft and somewhat timid voice came from outside the door.

Immediately after.

A slender figure slowly walked into the private room.

The one who came was precisely Yuxian'er.

From her slightly flustered expression, it was not hard to see that she had been eavesdropping outside for quite some time.

After stepping into the private room.

Yuxian'er then saw her family's Great Emperor Qingfeng Uncle, as well as the President of the Four Seas Commerce Association, Sister Jiang, drinking and chatting happily with Lin Yang.

She immediately composed herself, daring not to act rashly in the slightest.

Immediately, with a solemn expression, she actively apologized: "My lord, Uncle Qingfeng, Sister Jiang, I am truly sorry; Yuxian'er has eavesdropped on your conversation."

The War Emperor Qingfeng had little reaction to this, after all he was merely a manifestation of an imperial sword, and he did not care whether he had been eavesdropped upon.

Furthermore, he had met Yuxian'er several times before and had discussed examination-related matters with her, so he did not fear her hearing these contents.

On the contrary.

He even inwardly hoped that after hearing this, Yuxian'er would obediently accept her fate.

As for Jiang Yuehuo, she merely gave a slight nod to indicate.

She and Yuxian'er had indeed met a few times before, but this time neither of them had the other as their goal, so she also did not say much more.

Lin Yang, meanwhile, wore a gentle smile and said softly: "It's fine; if I did not consent to your eavesdropping, you would not have had the chance."

Yuxian'er gratefully nodded and whispered: "Thank you, my lord, for your forgiveness."

Lin Yang waved his hand and continued in a friendly tone: "From now on, you need not call me 'my lord'; my name is Lin Yang."

Yuxian'er obediently nodded.

At this moment.

Lin Yang then fixed his gaze and continued: "I suppose you heard my earlier conversation with the War Emperor Qingfeng clearly, right?"

Show your stance!

Become my disciple, and I will be your solid backing; how about that?

"Lord Lin, impossible!" Yuxian'er, without even thinking, flatly refused.

This sudden reaction left both the War Emperor Qingfeng and Jiang Yuehuo stunned, their faces full of confusion, completely at a loss.

Logically, with someone this strong taking Yuxian'er as a disciple, she should have readily agreed.

Why would she refuse?

Lin Yang, equally curious, pressed: "Why not?"

Yuxian'er's expression grew grave, her eyes full of worry as she said: "Lord Lin, Yuxian'er bears a tremendous karmic burden."

If I become your disciple, I will only drag you down.

Furthermore, we have no blood ties or prior acquaintance; Yuxian'er truly does not wish to involve you in her affairs.

After all, she is merely an illegitimate child of the imperial clan, nameless and without status; in the imperial clan her father does not dote on her, her mother died before she could even love her, many people wish her dead, and even several brothers, sisters, younger brothers and sisters harbor ill will toward her.

Moreover, they are all quite capable; if she truly became a disciple, she would surely bring disaster upon Lin Yang.

Lin Yang, however, without hesitation, said: "I don't care."

Yuxian'er, however, firmly shook her head and said: "Lord Lin, truly impossible."

Yuxian'er has her own considerations; others find it hard to interfere. Of course, if Yuxian'er passes the examination and fortunately obtains the imperial clan's inheritance position and manages to survive, then she will surely become your disciple at that time.

A flicker of emotion flashed in her eyes; although she and Lin Yang had only just met, Lin Yang showed them utmost care.

What Uncle Qingfeng just said, Yu Xian'er needs however much backing, he will provide; Yu Xian'er needs however much background, he will also provide; Yu Xian'er wants to contend for the Imperial Clan's succession position, he will even help himself seize that succession position.

These words, Yu Xian'er heard them with her ears, but she kept them in her heart.

Although they are neither related nor acquainted, the other party is willing to make such sacrifices for her; this favor, she keeps it in her heart.

If not for the karma binding her, she would now have decided to become a disciple.

Lin Yang saw Yu Xian'er's attitude so firm, he pondered a moment, then immediately stepped back and said: 'Fine, once you pass the Imperial Clan's examination and seize the succession position, then come become my disciple.'

He deeply knows that forced endeavors rarely yield good results, and a disciple coerced into service cannot truly be devoted.

It would be better to first let her let go and do her own affairs; once matters settle, then take her as a disciple.

Of course, during this process, he will secretly aid Yu Xian'er.

Seeing Lin Yang so understanding and reasonable, Yu Xian'er felt grateful, respectfully bowed to Lin Yang and said: 'Thank you, young master, for your understanding.'

Beside him, Qingfeng War Emperor seeing this, couldn't help but shake his head and advise: 'Yu Xian'er, you should have heard my words just now.'

'The examination I gave you, you are almost unable to complete.'

'So I advise you to abandon the thought of completing the examination, peacefully become this person's disciple, and stay in the lower realm—wouldn't that be good?'

Yu Xian'er straightened her back, eyes firm, and said: 'Uncle Qingfeng, everyone has their fate; the Imperial Clan has arranged for you not to let me pass the examination, but my mission is to do everything possible to pass the examination, so I will absolutely not give up.'

She clenched her fists, her voice trembling slightly.

Her steadfastness is not solely for that succession position, but more to vent her anger for her deceased mother.

Hearing this, Qingfeng War Emperor helplessly sighed and said: 'You child, why are you so stubborn?'

Yu Xian'er said resolutely: 'I have always been like this.'

Qingfeng War Emperor shook his head, compromising and said: 'Alright, but let me make this clear beforehand—I will not go easy on you.'

'If the Imperial Clan does not allow you to pass the examination, I will use every means to block you from passing the examination.'

Yu Xian'er bit her lower lip tightly; although tears of grievance welled in her eyes, she stubbornly held them back, and spoke with unwavering resolve.

'I will definitely strive to pass the examination!'

Qingfeng War Emperor frowned, muttering lowly: 'Truly obstinate and insensible.'

'Hum!'

Just then, two cold lights flashed before Qingfeng War Emperor's eyes.

Before he knew it, the Slay Immortal Sword and the black blade had somehow appeared, placed at Qingfeng War Emperor's neck.