Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

In a private room of a restaurant in Kamikaze Imperial Capital.

Lin Jingyue leaned against the window, shaking a white jade wine jug in her hand, and glanced casually at the scene of people coming and going outside the window.

In the private room, a middle-aged man bowed slightly and said, "Miss, you have been out for many years, you must have had enough fun, right? It's time for you to come back to the family with us."

Lin Jingyue had a smile in her eyes, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "Go back? Go back for marriage?"

The middle-aged man said, "The Lin and Yan clans have been intermarrying for generations, and this has never changed. This is the clan rule, and no one can change it. I hope Miss will put the family first."

Although there have been intermarriages between the younger generations of the two tribes in this generation, the relationship is still not very solid.

Only when the two young geniuses with the highest status in the two tribes come together can the two tribes demonstrate their determination to continue their alliance through thick and thin.

And the candidates are undoubtedly Lin Jingyue and Yan Mingyuan.

"No one changed it? Then I'm going to change it anyway." Lin Jingyue slightly raised her slender neck, and the wine in the jug poured out from the spout and fell into her mouth.

"Miss! Be careful with your words!"

The middle-aged man's face changed, and his aura suddenly became extremely strong. His powerful spiritual sense explored the area within dozens of feet around the private room.

Only after making sure that Lin Jingyue's shocking words just now were not known to a third person did he feel relieved.

"Outsiders don't know why the two tribes are getting married, but does Miss not know the inside story? If Miss doesn't arrange the marriage, your cultivation will stop at the Void Refining Stage for the rest of your life, and you will not be able to enter the Fusion Stage. It may even endanger your life!"

The middle-aged man persuaded earnestly.

Lin Jingyue is the eldest daughter of the younger generation and the leader of the younger generation. Her talent and cultivation are also the most outstanding.

But since she ran away from home hundreds of years ago and no news was heard from her, the elders of the clan were furious and almost wanted to abolish Lin Jingyue's identity and expel her from the family tree.

In recent years, the younger generations in the clan have grown up one after another, and several of them have already shown signs of surpassing Lin Jingyue.

If those people were to marry into the Yan family and have a dual cultivation partner, their cultivation would surely advance by leaps and bounds.

By then, Lin Jingyue would still be trapped in the Void Refinement Stage, and the situation would be extremely unfavorable.

Lin Jingyue asked back: "Uncle He, do you think that the best solution is for the two tribes to maintain the status quo? If the skills are flawed, why not solve the problem from the root? If you don't cut off the wounded flesh in time, it will only rot little by little and spread throughout the body."

"There were some problems with the marriage between the two tribes long before I was born, right?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at Lin Jingyue with doubt. Seeing that the other party had a calm look, he realized that Lin Jingyue might have known some secrets for a long time.

"Miss, you..."

The middle-aged man sighed slightly: "But this is the marriage custom of the two tribes that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Even if there are some complaints in the tribe now, even the two ancestors who founded the tribe cannot completely change it..."

“Just because the predecessors failed doesn’t mean the later generations can’t surpass them.”

The middle-aged man still did not support Lin Jingyue's choice and shook his head: "Miss, this is not something that can be solved by just talking big. Although the people of the two tribes have always supported the marriage on the surface, they have also tried many ways to find a way out of the impasse behind the scenes, but..."

"This is undoubtedly a fantasy, a fool's dream."

"Really? How do you know it won't work if you don't even try?" Lin Jingyue shook the empty wine jug in his hand and threw it on the table.

She has been drinking this kind of strong liquor for many years.

When she first experienced the drawbacks of her family's martial arts, she could only use the strongest and most yang spiritual medicine to boil pot after pot of strong liquor to suppress the coldness in her body so as not to damage her heart meridians.

"Miss, please tell me one thing for sure. Are you really going to resist the marriage to the end? You know that clan members who resist marriage have never had a good ending. Being expelled from the family is only the lightest punishment."

"Also, there have been some rumors recently, claiming that you had a lot of involvement with the third disciple of the same sect when you were at the Death Killing Mountain... Is this true? If it's false, I can send someone to suppress the rumors..."

Lin Jingyue waved her hand: "No need."

The middle-aged man was suddenly stunned.

But Lin Jingyue's expression was still as calm as water, as if she was just talking about an ordinary matter: "It doesn't make any difference whether you know it earlier or later. It can also help the family to be mentally prepared, right?"

"Young Master Yan Mingyuan is also a sword cultivator, and is recognized as the best sword cultivator. You..."

"Wuhua is better than him."

Lin Jingyue said without hesitation: "I am not making this judgment out of personal emotion, but I am being fair and objective."

"Yan Mingyuan has only lived a few hundred years longer. I believe Wu Hua, he can do it."

When these three words were mentioned, a hint of barely perceptible disdain flashed across Lin Jingyue's eyes.

But the middle-aged man didn't notice it.

"As for the family, I'll have to trouble Uncle He to help me. My little junior sister is attending the Heroes Conference, and I don't want to disturb her interest."

"Yes."

The little apprentice sister Rong Shu from Zhanming Mountain...

This is a talented young person who has become very famous in recent times. Any cultivator who is paying attention to the competition at the Heroes Conference knows her name.

The middle-aged man had naturally heard about this, so he could only nod and agree helplessly: "When does the young lady plan to return to the family?"

"Just wait until the Heroes Conference is over."

"it is good."

Finally getting a definite answer, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the young lady can go back, it will be fine.

The eldest daughter has not been in the family for these years, and some people's minds have become very unstable.

……

at the same time.

Wu Hua left Liufang Tower and prepared to pick up his junior sister.

"Senior brother~"

From a distance, Rong Shu saw Wu Hua standing out from the crowd and waved happily.

The first thing Wu Hua said when they met was naturally to praise his junior sister.

"Not bad, they all advanced to the semi-finals."

"Hehe~ It's all thanks to Xiaobai~" Rong Shu said modestly.

When the little white tiger beside him heard this, he immediately raised his head and chest proudly.

"Well, you two did very well."

"Brother, where is the second sister? Isn't she with you?"

Wu Hua's smile faded a little: "She has something to do in the imperial capital. By the way, she just sent a message asking us to go over there."

"Oh~"

Rong Shu nodded and followed Wu Hua away without any hesitation.

In the crowd, a woman stared at Wu Hua's back. Just as she was about to follow him, she was stopped by a hand.

This woman...

It was none other than Baili Yan, the eighth princess of the Jinghong Dynasty who had disappeared for a long time.

This time, she mingled with the team of contestants from the Jinghong Dynasty and successfully entered Junque Mountain.

Baili Yan was pulled into an empty corner.

She glared at Yun Wuya, who was also in disguise, with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

"Do you want to start now?" Yun Wuya asked back.

"What else?" Baili Yan said as if it was a matter of course.

Although she had reached a temporary cooperative relationship with Yun Wuya, as the eighth princess of the Jinghong Dynasty, she had always been arrogant. She did not even take the princesses and dukes who were also members of the royal family seriously, let alone Yun Wuya, a man.

Yun Wuya said in a deep voice: "If you want to die, you can do it now."

"What do you mean?"

"You are only in the Nascent Soul stage. Wu Hua was able to fight back and forth with a Spiritualization stage cultivator a few years ago without losing. If you rush out like this, you won't be able to get close to him. I'm afraid that as soon as you show your face, he will kill you with his sword."

Baili Yan's eyes were extremely cold: "Then what do you say we should do?"

"You said you would help me, but it's been so long and you still haven't found a way. This makes me doubt your ability."

Yun Wuya spoke slowly: "Although Wuhua is powerful, he does have weaknesses after all."

"Say it."

Baili Yan was very annoyed and had no intention of listening to Yun Wuya's roundabout talk.

"Wu Hua's junior sister Rong Shu is only in the late Jindan stage. Although she has a beast pet in the early Yuanying stage and has a record of defeating Yuanying cultivators, compared to directly dealing with Wu Hua, Rong Shu is undoubtedly a soft persimmon."

"I believe that with Her Royal Highness's strength, it should not be difficult to capture a late Jindan. As long as we capture him, we can use this to threaten Wu Hua and ask him to submit to Her Royal Highness. It won't be difficult."

Baili Yan thought about it in his mind and felt that it was feasible. His attitude towards Yun Wuya also improved a bit: "This method... is not bad."

"Since you came up with this idea, then you can think of another way to catch Rong Shu."

The smile on Yun Wuya's lips faded a little.

Although he had a plan in mind, it was impossible for him not to get angry after being bossed around like this again and again.

Yun Wuya himself was not a generous person and was rather petty-minded. However, when he thought of his real intentions, he suppressed the urge to strangle Baili Yan.

He continued to smile, as if in the spring breeze:

"Yes, there is no need for you to say anything, Princess. I have already made all the plans. As long as nothing goes wrong on your side, everything will go as you wish."