Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

This purple-haired woman looks very young, but the ages of these races in the divine realm cannot be calculated according to the standards of Earth.

All I can say is that, judging from her appearance, this purple-clad woman is equivalent to a twenty-year-old woman on Earth.

She was wearing a dress, her long purple hair was tied in a ponytail, revealing her pretty face.

She was talking to an elderly man with white hair when she suddenly turned her gaze toward Feng Lin.

Feng Lin ignored her and continued walking into the city.

The woman in purple noticed that Feng Lin didn't answer, so she immediately stood in front of him.

"I'm asking you a question. Don't you understand?"

The woman frowned and questioned him.

"So you were talking to me? I don't know you, I thought you were talking to someone else."

Feng Lin stopped and asked calmly, "Is there something you need?"

"I just asked you what race you are, and why I can't sense any racial aura from you?"

Zi Anran stared at Feng Lin and asked.

"You can't sense my presence? Isn't that simple? Because I'm stronger than you."

Feng Lin smiled at her and continued walking into the town.

"You are better than me?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Anran revealed a cold smile, "What race are you? How old are you? What cultivation level are you at?"

Feng Lin looked at the shops on both sides of the street and noticed that the windows were all made of a kind of transparent glass that resembled purple.

However, he was unsure whether this material was actually glass.

Zi Anran became increasingly angry when she realized that Feng Lin was ignoring her. "Stop right there! If you've got the guts, let's fight!"

Feng Lin stopped in the distance and gently patted his clothes.

Ye Yourong transformed into a ball of light and fell from Feng Lin's body.

Finally, it transformed into her likeness.

Zi Anran stared wide-eyed in disbelief. The Divine Artifact Clan, or a living Divine Artifact Clan?

Not only her, but also the white-haired old man who had just spoken to her turned to look.

"You're not qualified to fight him. If you want to, I'll gladly oblige."

Ye Yourong crossed her arms and said calmly.

"You? You little brat? I don't bully children, especially since your race is not suited for one-on-one combat."

Zi Anran waved her hand.

"You should have reached a higher realm, right?"

Ye Yourong looked at Zi Anran and asked.

"Of course, if I haven't reached a higher realm..."

Before Zi Anran could finish speaking, Ye Yourong raised her hand and suddenly gripped it.

Click!

Zi Anran's body instantly turned into fragments.

hum!
Her body instantly transformed into purple lightning energy, flying towards the sky, and then reformed into human form in the next moment.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with disbelief. The terrifying power that had just flashed by was far beyond her realm.

"Now you understand, right? In my hands, you have no chance to resist, let alone defeat him."

After Ye Yourong finished speaking, she transformed into a ball of dark green light and pounced towards Feng Lin.

Finally, it transformed back into a black coat.

Zi Anran descended from the sky and looked at the white-haired old man beside her. "That artifact clan member just now had at least four broken limbs."

The old man shook his head slightly, "You're still thinking too conservatively. That little girl is at least a half-saint."

"what?"

Zi Anran's face was full of surprise, "A member of the Divine Artifact Clan, and so young, actually a half-saint?"

She immediately gave chase.

Feng Lin was strolling around the streets when he thought that Shenxiang had an ancient style.

Now it seems very different from what Feng Lin had imagined. With glass, and all sorts of novel buildings and goods, Feng Lin actually felt like he was an ignorant person.

Just then, Zi Anran quickly caught up from behind and came back to Feng Lin.

"Wait, I need your help."

Zi Anran spread her arms, blocking Feng Lin's path.

"We're probably not that close, are we? Why are you asking me for help instead of your friends?"

Feng Lin looked at the woman with a puzzled expression.

"Because you are very strong, and because you agreed to this, name your price. I have plenty of spirit stones here."

Zi Anran said to Feng Lin.

“But I’m not interested in spirit stones. If you can give me elemental fragments, I can help you with something.”

Feng Lin smiled at Zi Anran.

“Elemental remnants? How could I possibly have such a treasure? The Divine Tree hasn’t visited the Divine Realm for tens of thousands of years.”

Upon hearing this, Zi Anran pouted and said, "Anyway, you're so strong, this won't pose a threat to you, so what's wrong with helping me?"

"Tell me first, what do you want me to do for you?"

Feng Lin also became interested, thinking it wouldn't hurt to listen first.

"Tomorrow morning is our ancestor's birthday. Usually, there are battles during our Flowing Light Clan's birthday celebrations. I want you to help me."

Zi Anran said to Feng Lin, "Of course, if you don't want to participate, you can use the divine artifact on your body to help me."

"I thought it was something big, but it turns out you just want me to fight for you, help you get a ranking, and help you show off in front of others?"

"Yes, yes, it's that simple, then you..."

"I won't help."

Feng Lin said calmly, "If you have any illness, or if someone around you is injured, I might help. After all, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. But you want me to help you pretend? You have a big face."

After saying that, he walked away into the distance.

"Big brother, I'm begging you, I'm really begging you, please help me just this once, I'll kneel down for you, okay?"

Zi Anran stood in front of Feng Lin, hugged him, and said.

"Everything has to be about return on investment. If I help you but you can't give me anything in return, why should I help you? You're not anyone to me."

Feng Lin pushed Zi Anran away.

"I don't care, the competition is tomorrow, if you don't help me, I won't let you leave!"

Zi Anran hugged Feng Lin tightly.

But Feng Lin used his divine reversal to pass through her body.

Zi Anran leaned forward and almost fell to the ground.

She turned to look at Feng Lin, "How about I give you half of the reward for winning this time?"

She noticed that Feng Lin hadn't turned around yet, so she immediately followed him, saying, "I'll give you everything, okay?"

What kinds of things are there?

Feng Lin asked.

"There are spirit stones and cultivation techniques."

"It's boring, I'm not interested in these things."

Feng Lin shook his head.

"Fine! If you're not going to help, then forget it. I don't need you anyway!"

Zi Anran snorted coldly, "I'll go find the people from the Queen Mother of the West's tribe. My grandfather has a good relationship with the Queen Mother of the West, and you're not the only expert there."

Upon hearing this title, Feng Lin suddenly became interested. "Will the Queen Mother of the West be attending this time?"

"Of course, our ancestor has a very long history. When the Queen Mother of the West was young, she often received his care. The Queen Mother of the West would come over every year."

Zi Anran explained.

Feng Lin also wanted to see this legendary god, so he said, "I'll help you this once, but in return, all the rewards this time will be mine."

"it is good!"

Zi Anran agreed on the spot; after all, what she wanted was fame. (End of Chapter)