Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Moreover, Shuiqin discovered that the power emanating from this old man was in no way weaker than hers.

You must know, she is a descendant of an ancient god, and is definitely of a higher race than those from these otherworldly realms. So why is this old man so powerful?

After the day after tomorrow, Xue was still a little insecure after Shuiqin released her power.

After all, the woman in front of them was their nominal master, Suirenshi.

But after Jiang Mu released his power, her feeling vanished instantly.

They all forgot that there was also a saint on her side.

Moreover, Feng Lin had specifically mentioned this to her while they were waiting for the Divine Tree.

If Feng Lin hadn't intervened this time, the divine position would most likely have belonged to Jiang Mu.

He is truly an uncrowned king.

"Alright, Lady Mizuhari, just pretend we don't exist. I'm very old now and can't fight for long. Let's head back to our hometown."

Suiyu bowed slightly and addressed Shuiqin.

Shuiqin's face was grim. "Unauthorized persons are not allowed to go to our hometown."

"Don't worry, I don't need to go back, after all, I'm married now."

The day after tomorrow, Xue looked at Shuiqin calmly and said, "My son is fond of our race because I am from the Suiren clan. I hope you will not ruin his goodwill, or you will regret it. By the way, my son's name is Feng Lin!"

"Little girl! The tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind. I advise you to keep a low profile. Do you really think that the saints of our divine land can be compared to the saints of otherworldly realms?"

Shuiqin's face was icy cold. "For the sake of you being our people, I'll let bygones be bygones this time. Get out!"

"Lady Mizuhari, we'll take our leave now."

Suiyu turned around and looked at the people around him. "Let's go. I'll take you to our hometown."

The many Suirenshi around nodded and left with Suiyu.

"Before that, I will send you to Lungmen Star, which is not far from here."

Suiyu looked at Jiang Mu beside him and said.

"Lungmen Star?"

Jiang Mu murmured softly.

“That’s right. When you go to a place, the first thing you have to do is to make the people around you accept that this planet wasn’t originally called that.”

Suiyu explained, "However, people who come up from the lower realm, in order to be recognized by the people of the divine land, say that they are carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, meaning that when they come to the divine land, they transform into dragons."

"Isn't this self-deprecation? Was the place where they used to live really that bad?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Chen couldn't help but ask, "Is the air in the Divine Land so sweet?"

“Not everyone is like you. Back then, even those who had reached the Ascension Realm could step into the Divine Realm. As outsiders from another dimension, without absolute strength, if you don’t think about gaining their recognition, you won’t even know how you died.”

Suiyu explained.

Feng Chen nodded slightly; what he said did make a lot of sense.

They had just left the small world when they saw a middle-aged man rush into it in an instant.

Suiyu looked up to sense the aura and said with a smile, "It's the Tongshang Clan."

"Grandma was right. It seems that the Tongshang clan does have a good relationship with the Suiren clan."

"The day after tomorrow, Xue looked up and said."

at the same time.

Shang Huaixin of the Tongshang clan appeared before Shuiqin.

"Sister Mizukina."

Shang Huaixin came over to Shuiqin and sat down directly on a rock.

"You should have come a little earlier."

Shuiqin muttered softly, "If there were two of them here, that little girl wouldn't have been so arrogant."

"Sister Shuiqin, what happened?"

Shang Huaixin asked curiously.

Shuiqin took a deep breath and finally shook her head gently, "It's nothing."

In any case, they are still considered one of our own people. If they are not lying, the divine tree should have already grown to the land of the gods.

After that, they began vying for the divine position in the divine realm, and they are currently in dire need of manpower.

"By the way, what brings you here?" Shuiqin suddenly asked.

"Guang Shihai is dead."

Shang Huaixin said in a deep voice.

"What? He's dead? What happened? He was incredibly powerful, and he even possessed that disgusting Heavenly Dao-level cultivation technique. Who could have killed him?"

Shuiqin pondered for a moment, then asked, "Could it be the Queen Mother of the West, Xiling Sheng?"

"No! It's a young man who seems to have half the blood of Suirenshi, but he claims to be of the Yanhuang race."

Shang Huaixin paused for a moment and then said, "By the way, his name is Feng Lin."

"What? Feng Lin?"

Shuiqin's eyes widened instantly.

I remember that young woman, who was only in her eighties, said that her son's name was Feng Lin.

Could it be just one person?

However, since the other party has half of Suirenshi's blood, that proves it is him.

"Where did they fight? It must have been a fierce battle."

Shuiqin asked.

"Their battle took place on our home planet. In any case, judging from Feng Lin's expression, the battle was not intense, but rather one-sided. Feng Lin's clothes didn't even get dirty."

Shang Huaixin said with a somber expression, "Not only that, he can also inflict severe injuries and drive Black Crow away with a single blow."

"How is that possible? He's not an Old God, how could he have inflicted such severe injuries? How old is he?"

Shuiqin was terrified, if those people hadn't lied.

This Feng Lin is not even thirty years old. If he can be this powerful at such a young age, that's terrifying.

In comparison, Xiling Saint Capital is far inferior.

"Hmm? Sister Shuiqin, you know him?"

Shang Huaixin asked curiously.

“I’ve never seen him before, but a group of people came here just now. They said they came from another dimension. One of the women said his son’s name is Feng Lin.”

Shuiqin's expression gradually turned serious. No wonder this little girl was so assertive.

A saint who can inflict severe injuries must be stronger than her.

……

At this moment, Feng Lin, Zhuang Qingyan, and Cen Caixuan arrived at a restaurant.

The restaurant here is nicely decorated, especially the tables, which are all made of white jade.

At this moment, Feng Lin looked at the wriggling rice in the plate in front of him, which looked like worms.

"What is this?"

Feng Lin gently stirred it with his chopsticks.

"This is a local specialty of Shenxiang. You can try it. This food naturally has a spice flavor."

Zhuang Qingyan said with a smile from the side.

"Is it alive?"

Feng Lin looked up at Zhuang Qingyan.

"I guess so. There's a race in the Divine Realm that can cultivate plants into living beings." Zhuang Qingyan nodded.

"Eat them alive? Isn't that a bit cruel?"

Feng Lin asked.

"Stop pretending. It can only move; in terms of spirituality, it's far inferior to the pork and mutton you eat."

As Cen Caixuan spoke, she picked up a long, blue rice ball and stuffed it directly into her mouth. "It's been a long time since I've had this."

Seeing this, Feng Lin also ate a piece. After eating it, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. This natural flavor was truly exceptional.

"You are from the Nine Nether Clan!"

Just then, a middle-aged man who had just walked in came to Cen Caixuan's side. (End of this chapter)