Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

Han Aotian said loudly and proudly.

“First, there are 1 billion top-grade spirit stones stored in the storage ring.

Even for a sect as huge as ours, ten billion top-grade spirit stones is not a small number. This alone is enough to express our sincerity.

The second item is an incomplete martial arts technique, called the Spiritual Sound Divine Scroll. Although this martial arts technique is incomplete, if it can be cultivated to perfection, it will still be a powerful martial arts technique.

In the entire world of cultivating immortals, sound-attributed skills are extremely rare. We obtained this skill during an expedition to a secret realm. After learning this skill, our combat power can definitely be improved again.

The third item is a powerful weapon called the Soul-Captivating Pipa. Plucking the strings can cause hallucinations and shock the soul.

Sect Master Zi, are you satisfied with these three betrothal gifts?"

When Sect Master Zi saw the three gifts in front of him, he was very shocked.

I didn't expect that Han Aotian would offer such a betrothal gift.

But she knew in her heart that no matter how many resources she had, she could not push her daughter into the fire pit.

Sect Leader Zi looked at the three betrothal gifts in front of him, his heart was in turmoil, but he tried his best to remain calm on the surface.

She glanced at everyone present, especially the three sect leaders who were at the peak of their tribulation, and a chill ran down her spine.

She knew that today's incident was no longer something she could resolve alone. The alliance of the three top sects would undoubtedly push the Shengyin Immortal Sect to the forefront.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner panic, but she couldn't hide the worry in her eyes.

Sect Leader Zi knew clearly what consequences a refusal at this moment would bring.

She not only has to consider the safety of her own sect, but also the future of Yun Mengyao.

She struggled in her heart, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes. She knew that she had to make a choice.

And this choice will be directly related to the future of the Shengyin Immortal Sect and the fate of Yun Mengyao.

Sect Leader Zi saw Chen Yihan and the other two standing next to Yun Mengyao, with a calm look on his face, as if he had no intention of stepping out.

Sect Leader Zi had a solemn expression on his face, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

She closed her eyes slightly, a fierce struggle going on deep in her heart.

Finally, she opened her eyes suddenly, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

She stood up slowly, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently with her movements, like a blooming purple lotus.

She looked up at Han Aotian, her voice soft but powerful.

"Master Han is thoughtful. I am very satisfied with this betrothal gift."

As the words fell, whispers suddenly rang out in the meeting hall.

Everyone looked at Sect Leader Zi in surprise, as if they couldn't believe that she would agree so easily.

However, Sect Leader Zi's expression was extremely firm, and she seemed to be prepared to deal with anything.

Her gaze swept across the faces of everyone present, finally landing on Yun Mengyao, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Yun Mengyao's heart sank when she heard her mother's answer.

She looked up at Sect Leader Zi, only to see that her mother had a complicated expression, with eyes that seemed to contain endless helplessness and reluctance.

She suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart, as if she was drowned in an icy lake.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall also became extremely solemn, and Han Aotian and the other two sect leaders' eyes revealed pride and greed.

Yun Mengyao clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging deeply into her palms. She tried hard to stay calm and not let her emotions show.

She knew that she had to be strong at this moment and not let her mother down.

Yun Mengyao also took a deep breath, raised his head and chest, and prepared to deal with the possible storm that might come.

When Han Aotian heard what Sect Master Zi said, he was overjoyed. It seemed that he had already seen the day when the Shengyin Immortal Sect would become a subsidiary force of his Hantian Sect.

He laughed loudly, and his laughter made the dome of the meeting hall buzz, and the whole hall trembled with his laughter.

He strode forward, clasped his hands together, bowed to Sect Master Zi, and said loudly

"Sect Master Zi really knows how to handle the current situation. From today on, our Hantian Sect and Shengyin Xianzong will officially form an alliance. From now on, the two sects will be of the same blood and will advance and retreat together to achieve great things together!"

As his words fell, some voices of agreement were heard in the conference hall, and Sect Master Jian and others congratulated Sect Master Zi and Yun Mengyao.

Han Xingyao, the young master of Xuanshuang Immortal Sect, was so excited that he almost jumped up.

He stared at Yun Mengyao, as if he wanted to imprint her beautiful face and hot body deeply in his heart.

Yun Mengyao's every smile, every move, all touched his heart.

His eyes were filled with lustful light, as if he wanted to swallow Yun Mengyao into his own world.

In his mind, indescribable scenes began to play out.

He fantasized about holding Yun Mengyao in his arms, feeling her softness and warmth.

He fantasized about spending a wonderful night with her and enjoying the pleasure of love.

Every detail, every movement, was clearly displayed in his mind, as if it had really happened.

Yun Mengyao felt Han Xingyao's fiery gaze, and her heart tightened, as if she was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

She frowned in disgust; Han Xingyao's lustful eyes made her feel nauseous.

Suddenly, she slammed the table and stood up, her posture straight as a pine tree, an air of determination emanating from her.

Her voice was clear and firm, like a cold sword cutting through the silent night sky.

"I'd rather die than marry!"

These four words exploded in the conference hall like thunder, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

Yun Mengyao's eyes were as sharp as torches as she stared directly at Han Aotian, her eyes revealing indomitable spirit and determination.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall suddenly became tense. The smiles on Han Aotian and others' faces froze, and a hint of shock and anger flashed in their eyes.

They didn't expect that Yun Mengyao would reject this marriage so firmly.

In the meeting hall, the originally solemn atmosphere was broken by Yun Mengyao's firm refusal, and it instantly became tense.

Han Aotian's face darkened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill emanated from him.

However, deep in his heart, a wave of joy quietly surged.

He pretended to be angry and shouted in a low voice.

"Yun Mengyao, do you know what you are saying? If you refuse this marriage, you will be an enemy of the three sects!"

Yun Mengyao remained unmoved. She held her head high with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

"I know what I'm saying. I'd rather die than marry a shameless person like Han Xingyao!"

Han Aotian curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, feeling secretly proud in his heart.

What he wanted was Yun Mengyao's rejection. Once she broke off the engagement, he would have a legitimate excuse to attack the Shengyin Immortal Sect openly.

Sect Leader Zi sighed softly, without the slightest bit of surprise, as it eventually came to this.

Her heart was like the surface of a lake blown by a cold wind, with waves rising and falling, but she tried hard to remain calm.

She took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes, her eyes revealing determination and resoluteness.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall became increasingly tense, and Han Aotian's face became increasingly gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

However, Sect Master Zi stood firm like an ancient tree in a storm.

She stood up, her skirt swaying gently, like a blooming purple lotus swaying in the cold wind.

Although her voice was soft, it revealed unquestionable power.

"Sect Master Han, marriage is a serious matter, how can it be treated as a joke? Mengyao's marriage still needs her own consent.

Now that she has expressed her feelings, our Shengyin Xianzong cannot force her."

Hearing Sect Master Zi's rejection, Han Aotian snorted coldly and released the aura of a peak tribulation master, threateningly.

"Master Zi, do you really want to break off the engagement? Please think carefully about where you place the dignity of my Xuanshuang Immortal Sect? Are you sure that your Shengyin Immortal Sect can withstand the wrath of my Xuanshuang Immortal Sect?"

The atmosphere in the meeting hall instantly dropped to freezing point.

Han Aotian stood up suddenly, his figure was as burly as a mountain. A powerful aura burst out from him, sweeping across the entire hall like a violent storm.

His eyes flashed with a cold light, like two sharp swords, piercing straight at Sect Master Zi and Yun Mengyao.

His voice echoed in the hall like thunder, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

Sect Leader Zi's face darkened as she felt the powerful pressure. She knew that Han Aotian was deliberately demonstrating.