Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Feng Lin nodded slightly and flew up to a high place with the two people beside him, entering the small world above.

Upon arriving here, Feng Lin noticed a pile of ruins not far away.

Both mountains and buildings were reduced to dust.

However, although this small world looks quite large, only the front part was damaged.

Deep within this small world, many places remain intact.

As they approached, the crowd clearing the ruins in the distance rushed towards them.

Feng Lin looked at these people; they had red hair and red eyes, but otherwise they were no different from normal people.

"who are you?"

The middle-aged man in the lead asked sternly.

"Don't be nervous, we're friends, I'm here to see Yan Meng."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled as she picked up her pipe and said with a smile.

"How dare you! Who are you to address our ancestor by his name?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately unleashed his inner energy.

"That puts my mind at ease. It seems the girl is still alive."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled.

At this moment, not only the middle-aged people here, but also the other disciples standing to the side were filled with disbelief.

What's wrong with this woman? She actually calls herself "Grandma's Girl".

Zhuang Qingyan looked at Feng Lin beside her and said, "Let's go."

"You won't get past me!"

A blue light emanated from the middle-aged man.

The others around also released their Qi.

Upon seeing this, Feng Lin couldn't help but smile. He hadn't expected this race to be so peculiar, despite having red hair and red eyes.

However, the Qi energy in their bodies is all of the water element.

hum!
An array appeared beneath Zhuang Qingyan's feet, covering both Feng Lin and Cen Caixuan.

The attack by these people vanished completely before it even reached this place.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in surprise, and he immediately looked into the depths of the small world before flying towards it.

……

At this moment, led by Zhuang Qingyan, the group arrived at the deepest part of the ruins.

There is a blue ice palace here, surrounded by many plants, but all of them are frozen in ice.

The plants inside the ice still had color at this time.

Zhuang Qingyan called out into the room, "Yan Meng, come out!"

Suddenly, an old man in a long robe walked out of the Ice Palace.

She had long red hair, but her face was covered in wrinkles, and her exposed hands were almost skin and bones.

When Yan Meng saw Zhuang Qingyan in front of her, her body trembled and her expression froze.

She couldn't believe it and rubbed her eyes hard, only to find that it was indeed true.

"Sister Qingyan, is that you?"

"Although we have indeed not seen each other for a long time, it would be really unfair of you to forget what I look like."

Zhuang Qingyan said with a smile.

"Sister Qingyan!"

Tears welled up in Yan Meng's eyes, and she threw herself into Zhuang Qingyan's arms.

At the same time, the middle-aged man behind them appeared in the distant sky.

When he discovered that the ancestor of his race was holding this woman, he was stunned.

Judging from their ages, Zhuang Qingyan is clearly much younger than Yan Meng.

Judging from their expressions, Yan Meng is the younger one.

"Yanmeng, that's enough. How old are you? Crying when you see me is unbecoming."

Zhuang Qingyan said with a smile, "In front of my sister, I will always be that same little girl I always was."

Yan Meng then released Zhuang Qingyan and wiped her eyes with her hand.

"Ancestor!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man who had been at the entrance to the small world arrived. "This person..."

“She is my sister. If it weren’t for her, I would be dead now.”

Yan Meng only gave a simple explanation and didn't go into too much detail.

Because back then, it wasn't someone else who tried to kill her, but someone from within her own race.

The other party was jealous of her talent and feared that she would become his successor, so they sent people to attack her.

At the critical moment, Zhuang Qingyan intervened, saving her from certain death.

Finally, with Zhuang Qingyan's help, she was able to return to her race and eventually become its leader.

However, now that thousands of years have passed, she certainly cannot say things that are detrimental to unity.

"Sister? Ancestor, could this person be...?"

"That's right, this person is from the Nine Nether Clan. What? Do you have something to say?"

Yan Meng snorted coldly.

"We wouldn't dare. Our race is on the verge of destruction. The fact that the Nine Nether Clan dares to come into our territory is already heroic."

The middle-aged man said.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Qingyan asked curiously, "What happened?"

"We have offended the Three-Eyed Clan."

Yan Meng explained, "Not long ago, someone from the Three-Eyed Clan stole Yang Qingyue, a genius from our Yanhuo Clan."

Upon hearing this, Feng Lin couldn't help but laugh; it was another old acquaintance.

“They’re trying to force her to marry us. She’s a genius of our race, and I can’t just stand by and do nothing. So I’m going to seek justice.”

Yan Meng continued, "But that kid not only refused to hand the person over to me, he also dared to send others to attack me. I took care of a few of them and brought the person back."

Hearing this, Zhuang Qingyan turned to look at the entrance to the small world. "Have their saints come looking for us again?"

“That’s right. The Three-Eyed Clan’s Saint is too powerful. I’m no match for him. In just one exchange, Yang Qingyue was captured by him again. He also killed several of our Breakthrough Realm cultivators.”

Yan Meng sighed deeply, "He told us that Yang Qingyue is determined to have her, and if we dare to try to take her again, he will wipe out our Yan Huo clan."

Feng Lin, hands in his pockets, asked, "So, what's your plan? You're not going to ask for them back?"

Yan Meng looked at Feng Lin and asked, "Who are you?"

"Oh, this is my boss now."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled and pointed at Feng Lin.

"What? Sister Qingyan, didn't you already reach the Saint Realm? Why would you still acknowledge someone else as your boss?"

Yan Meng asked, puzzled.

The middle-aged man in the distance was dumbfounded when he heard this. He had never heard of a member of the Nine Nether Clan reaching the Saint Realm.

"Hehe, there's no other reason, it's just because he's better than me."

Zhuang Qingyan looked at Yan Meng and asked, "So, what was your answer to my boss's question just now?"

“I have decided to disband our race and move to another planet. If we swallow our anger this time, how will we be able to stand on our own two feet in our homeland?”

Yan Meng said fiercely, "At worst, we'll come back to kill Yang Qingyue when she's stronger."

"That's right, taking a step back will only lead to further setbacks. You did very well."

Zhuang Qingyan said with a smile, "Don't worry, now that we're here, we'll take care of this for you."

“That’s right, the Three-Eyed Clan is nothing to fear. Why don’t you tell us about the Divine Land? I’m quite curious.”

Feng Lin said calmly.

"The matter of the divine realm? Yes!"

Yan Meng then realized, "Sister Qingyan, didn't you leave the Divine Realm? How did you get here?"

"Because the divine tree has grown back in the land of the gods."

Zhuang Qingyan said with a smile. (End of this chapter)