Chapter 163: Nanlan Ruoxi

At this moment, in the main reception hall of the Lin clan.

A young girl dressed in a long water-sleeve gown sat as serene as a maiden.

Her features were exquisitely refined, her face breathtakingly beautiful, her snow-white skin so delicate it seemed ready to burst into water.

Her figure was also superb, with graceful curves, her jet-black hair coiled into a bun, giving her an air of tranquil elegance.

She was Nanlan Ruoxi, the pride of the Nanlan family in this generation.

Nanlan Ruoxi was a famed heavenly prodigy of the Eastern Xuan Region, a goddess to countless men.

At only sixteen, she had broken through to the Fifth Layer of True Spirit.

In the Immortal Realm, this was nothing—indeed, it was quite poor.

But the laws of the mortal world were different.

On Tianxuan Continent, reaching the Fifth Layer of True Spirit at sixteen was an extraordinarily monstrous talent.

"Heh, how fortunate that Lady Nanlan has time to visit our Lin clan."

On the main seat, a middle-aged man with a square face smiled.

He was Lin Zhen Tian, head of the Lin clan and Lin Feng's father.

"Uncle Lin, it's been a long time." Nanlan Ruoxi's manners were polite and proper.

Though her status was exalted, as a pride of a reclusive family, her demeanor now was humble, devoid of any arrogance.

This pleased Lin Zhen Tian greatly.

Who could have imagined that the gravely wounded elder he had once saved was the patriarch of the Nanlan family?

And this act had brought his son a fine bride.

Lin Zhen Tian chuckled happily.

Though his son was a waste, marrying Nanlan Ruoxi would still make him a lofty figure.

Even the entire Lin clan would soar to become a phoenix, rising to become a great family no one in the Eastern Xuan Region would dare provoke.

As for breaking the engagement, Lin Zhen Tian had never even considered it.

In his view, the Nanlan family could never be ungrateful.

Just as Lin Zhen Tian was lost in his dream.

Outside the door, Lin Feng and Zi Yan arrived.

Lin Feng's eyes met Nanlan Ruoxi's, and he could not help but reveal a flicker of awe.

Nanlan Ruoxi was beautiful, her bearing elegant and serene.

Any man would fall in love at first sight.

Even Lin Feng was no exception.

But thinking of his own worthless status, Lin Feng's heart sank.

He did not dream as wildly as Lin Zhen Tian.

A toad still knows its place.

For him to eat this swan's meat? Impossible.

Seeing Lin Feng arrive, Lin Zhen Tian waved urgently: "You brat, come over and greet Lady Nanlan!"

Lin Feng's expression was calm as he looked at Nanlan Ruoxi.

Nanlan Ruoxi's beautiful eyes met Lin Feng's.

Lin Feng's features were refined, his face resolute.

Though he was a well-known waste, Nanlan Ruoxi showed no contempt or disgust.

"Young Master Lin." Nanlan Ruoxi gave a slight nod.

"Nanlan Ruoxi, what are you here for?" Lin Feng asked.

"You brat, how dare you speak like that!" Lin Zhen Tian glared at Lin Feng.

Nanlan Ruoxi exhaled softly, her eyes filled with regret: "I'm sorry—I've come to break off our engagement. I am devoted solely to cultivation and have no thoughts of marriage."

Her words plunged the hall into silence.

Every member of the Lin clan's face darkened instantly.

Lin Zhen Tian could not believe it.

His dream shattered.

"So it's true, Nanlan Ruoxi… you!" Lin Feng's brows lifted, his fists clenched tight, nails digging deep into his palms, bringing searing pain.

Beside him, Zi Yan's expression was icy.

"Ruoxi does not look down on Young Master Lin's cultivation. It's simply unsuitable. As for compensation, the Nanlan family will support the Lin clan—every resource you need will be provided."

Nanlan Ruoxi's tone was calm, neither haughty nor arrogant, brimming with apology and guilt.

Yet Lin Feng could not help but shout: "Nanlan Ruoxi, you bitch! How do you dare shame the Lin clan like this!"

"Insolent!" Behind her, an old woman snapped, unleashing a Qi of the Void God realm.

The aura made Lin Zhen Tian's heart tremble.

His own cultivation was merely Flame God realm—he had not even reached the Ninth Step of the Path to Sainthood.

And the Nanlan family's servant alone surpassed him in cultivation.

"With Lady's noble status, she needn't have gone through such trouble—just send someone to deliver one sentence and dismiss you!"

"Yet she chose to come personally to apologize, with sincere intent, and even offers you abundant resources!"

"And all you give in return is abuse? Truly, backward villages breed vile people!"

The old woman could not hold back her outburst.

She was furious on Nanlan Ruoxi's behalf.

"Liu Nainai, don't say more. This matter is indeed Ruoxi's fault. Young Master Lin has every right to curse." Nanlan Ruoxi stopped her.

"Ha, what sincerity? It's merely disdain. Don't worry—I, Lin Feng, am far too lowly to be worthy of you, you white swan." Lin Feng sneered.

"The compensation resources will be delivered. I truly apologize." Nanlan Ruoxi remained sincere.

"Take the resources. The Lin clan doesn't need them!" Lin Zhen Tian's face darkened—his dream of the clan becoming a phoenix was utterly shattered.

Nanlan Ruoxi sighed inwardly.

She had no other choice.

"You bitch, get out! I, Lin Feng, in three years… no, one year—just one year—I will personally climb to the Nanlan family and defeat you!"

Lin Feng suddenly roared—he could not endure this humiliation.

Though Nanlan Ruoxi had never uttered a single word of insult to him.

"I'm sorry." Nanlan Ruoxi bowed slightly, then turned to leave.

But at that moment, Zi Yan stepped in front of Nanlan Ruoxi.

"You…" Nanlan Ruoxi was puzzled.

"Underestimating Young Master Lin—whether you or your Nanlan family—will pay the price!" Zi Yan's voice was icy.

Nanlan Ruoxi glanced at Zi Yan, then left without another word.

"Ahh… damn it!"

Lin Feng, consumed by rage, bolted out of the hall.

Though he refused to admit it, he had indeed once dreamed of marrying Nanlan Ruoxi.

After all, who wouldn't wish to wed such a heavenly prodigy?

Lin Feng's mouth denied it, but his body was honest.

Now that Nanlan Ruoxi had rejected him, she had shattered his final illusion.

That was why Lin Feng was so humiliated and enraged.

Lin Feng did not know how long he ran, until he reached a lakeside.

He could not help but leap into the water, seeking calm, sinking straight to the lakebed.

There, he discovered a shimmering, mercury-like substance, multicolored and swirling.

"What is this?" Lin Feng instinctively reached out and lightly touched it with his finger.

Instantly, the entire multicolored substance surged into Lin Feng's body.

Immediately, he felt the universe, all living things, everything—flashing before his eyes.

Sun and moon, stars shifting, all things changing, cosmic laws.

It felt like a second, yet also an entire lifetime.

When Lin Feng suddenly awoke, he was on the lakeshore.

"World origin…"

Lin Feng did not know why, but he suddenly whispered those four words.