Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Zhuang Qingyan was somewhat surprised upon hearing this. "What do you mean? You want me to take direct action and suppress these people? And then have all the saints unite to besiege me?"

"What? Are you scared? It is under your leadership that I intend to make enemies of the whole world. What? You just want me to stand at the forefront?"

Feng Lin smiled and looked at Zhuang Qingyan.

"That's not what I meant. It's just that I haven't fought for too long, and I'm not used to it now."

Zhuang Qingyan stood up with a smile, "Okay, since you're my boss, I have no choice but to agree."

"Don't worry, as long as you are strong enough, I don't believe that all the saints here will unite to attack you."

Feng Lin ate another piece of food and said calmly.

"Feng Lin, why are you so sure?"

Ye Yourong was also eating at this time, "You don't understand their hatred for the Nine Nether Clan."

"Because I'm talking about the reality. Why were those people able to unite back then? It was because they suffered oppression. The humiliations of their ancestors and parents were still vivid in their minds. How could they not unite?"

"But is it the same now as it was back then? What humiliation did those races suffer? Not only did they not suffer any humiliation, but they also constantly insulted the Nine Nether Clan. If they were to encounter a Nine Nether Clan expert again now, they might unite against a common enemy."

"Because they have become accustomed to the lowly status of the Nine Nether Clan, but if a powerful expert from the Nine Nether Clan could threaten their lives, do you think any of them would be willing to be the first to die?"

Feng Lin crossed his arms, sensing the battle in the distant sky, and spoke slowly.

"Indeed, you have a point. To put it bluntly, it's about belief, or knowing what you're fighting for."

Ye Yourong nodded. "They used to know, but now they don't."

Zhuang Qingyan was also smoking her pipe, lost in thought, perhaps because she was too close to the situation to see clearly.

She had never thought about these things before; she only felt that if she reappeared, she would still be besieged by all the saints in the divine land.

Now, after hearing Feng Lin's words, I realize he was right.

"In any case, we will eventually be at odds with the world. Whether or not what you say will come true, we will eventually fight them."

Zhuang Qingyan smiled and said, "Then I'll go take a look."

As she spoke, Zhuang Qingyan flew into the sky and headed towards Cen Caixuan.

"You two hurry up and eat, then we'll go over and watch the fun."

Feng Lin looked at Ye Yourong and Feng Miao in front of him.

"I have to say, this stuff really tastes good. It's very natural and doesn't have any weird seasonings."

Feng Miao nodded to himself.

"For me, it's just something to reminisce about. It's just something new to eat, but I don't think it tastes as good as food from Earth."

As Ye Yourong spoke, she had already finished eating what was in front of her.

Then she transformed into a black coat and put it back on Feng Lin.

Feng Miao also finished eating all of these things, which then transformed back into a bracelet and appeared on Feng Lin's wrist.

Feng Lin took out a fist-sized spirit stone from his person, placed it on the table, and then used his Divine Reversal to directly penetrate the roof and fly towards the distant sky.

High in the sky, Cen Caixuan held the Nine Nether Lock and fought against three pseudo-saints alone.

Judging from the expressions of the other people around, it was clear that quite a few people had made a move at the beginning.

However, they were all defeated by Cen Caixuan and are now afraid to fight.

Only three pseudo-saints are still struggling to hold on, and they are now in a very passive position in the face of Cen Caixuan's attacks.

For example, Cen Caixuan's Nine Nether Locks can shatter any attack the opponent makes.

Cen Caixuan's fighting style was initially defensive, but after seeing Feng Lin, her fighting style became more aggressive.

Cracks began to appear in the surrounding space.

The power emanating from them grew stronger, and those at the Great Completion or Sublimation stages retreated further and further. They feared being caught in the crossfire of the battle.

"Didn't you want to take me back? How come three grown men are now cowering before me, a woman? You might as well be dead."

Cen Caixuan mocked the three of them, "You call me a lower race, but the three of you so-called higher races combined are no match for me."

The three pseudo-saints opposite him blushed with embarrassment upon hearing this.

They are very old, not just since they were born, but since their grandfather was born.

The Nine Nether Clan was thus labeled as an inferior race.

They are the lowest level of existence in the divine realm, and they are required to kneel and worship whoever they meet.

Their food is garbage dumps, but now, this lowest race, at the same level, is so weak that the three of them can't beat one of them.

This is an insult to them.

Rumble!
Rumble!
They all unleashed their full power, charging towards Cen Caixuan with reckless abandon.

Just then, a terrifying storm appeared in the distant sky.

Those who were originally watching were all blown away by the storm.

The next moment, a race with wings appeared in the distant sky.

"This is the Flying Bird Clan, known for their ability to ride the wind. They are a relatively powerful race, but they are still a little short of being a top-tier race."

Ye Yourong's voice reached Feng Lin's ears.

hum!
In an instant, the surrounding air began to change.

It turns out that the ancestor of this bird clan controlled the surrounding spiritual energy.

However, Cen Caixuan and the other pseudo-saint level fighters have all broken through the barrier.

So they still appear in the sky.

Cen Caixuan became wary upon seeing that the person opposite her was a saint.

"Senior! You've come at the right time! This woman is from the Nine Nether Clan! And she's at the Pseudo-Saint level!"

"It seems we were too lenient with the Nine Nether Clan, allowing them to reach such a level."

"Senior! Kill this woman quickly!"

……

Upon seeing this, the sage of the Flying Bird Clan smiled slightly. "A pseudo-sage level Nine Nether Clan member is a rare find in the current Divine Land. Come with me."

"Go with you! What are you?"

Cen Caixuan sneered, "How dare you lowly races insult my dignified Nine Nether Clan?"

"The mighty Nine Nether Clan? Have you drunk yourself silly?"

The sage of the Flying Bird Clan instantly attacked Cen Caixuan, shouting, "Come! I'll wake you up!"

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Qingyan flew towards Cen Caixuan.

In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Cen Caixuan.

"You're courting death! You dare to stand up for the Nine Nether Clan? I'll kill you too!"

The sage of the bird tribe gave a cold shout, but suddenly his eyes widened in surprise.

Zhuang Qingyan's eyes also rolled upwards, revealing the unique pupils of the Nine Nether Clan.

Upon seeing this, Feng Lin smiled slightly, "Finally, we'll see Zhuang Qingyan make her move." (End of Chapter)