Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Upon hearing this, An Yun froze, his expression completely blank.

"What do you mean? Tianya, didn't you say before that you were going to marry me? Why are you saying now that we're just ordinary friends?"

An Yun clenched his fists and asked, his face pale.

Fen Yu didn't say anything. She already knew Xue Tianya's character and that what he said before was all a lie.

"Who said they were going to marry you? Do you have any proof? Don't talk nonsense here."

Xue Tianya looked at Lei Lan beside him and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Lei Lan nodded slightly.

An Yun watched Xue Tianya's retreating figure, tears streaming down her face, and cried out, "Xue Tianya! You big liar!"

But Xue Tianya, who was far away, didn't turn around.

"That woman must be from the Thunder God Clan, right?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Ye Yourong replied, "Descendants of the Old Gods, and both at the Pseudo-Saint level, those two women are no match for them."

“Lei Lan is one of the most talented young people in the Thunder God Clan. It’s understandable that Xue Tianya would be interested in a woman like her.”

Zi Anran wasn't nervous at this moment; instead, she was secretly pleased.

Because the helper Xue Tianya found was clearly Lei Lan.

The two pseudo-saint level experts have clearly secured first place in this competition.

Shuichuan, whom Liu Qianqian found, clearly couldn't win first place.

This is a good thing for Zi Anran.

Thinking of this, she turned around and looked at Liu Qianqian over there.

Sure enough, Liu Qianqian's expression was clearly abnormal at this moment.

Not only her, but even Mizukawa looked solemn.

He was somewhat confident in dealing with Xue Tianya, a pseudo-saint, but then there was Lei Lan, another pseudo-saint and descendant of an old god.

He was gone.

Even if he is strong, he would still be far from being a match for two pseudo-saints at the same time.

As for Liu Qianqian's breakthrough realm, it was completely useless in this battle.

Just then, the distant sky was enveloped in purple light, accompanied by terrifying thunder.

The next moment, a bald old man with a long beard appeared in the sky.

Upon seeing the old man over there, Zi Anran exclaimed excitedly, "That is our sage ancestor, Zi Shouye, of the Liuguang clan. Normally, someone like me would never be able to meet such an important figure."

Looking at Zi Anran's excited appearance, Ye Yourong couldn't help but curl her lips, thinking she was a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

However, if she had met the saint for the first time before this, she would probably have had the same thoughts.

The main reason is that after following Feng Lin, even groups of saints were no match for him, and he had long since become desensitized to saints.

“Feng Lin, do you know how powerful our ancestor was? He saved the Queen Mother of the West several times back then. He himself never expected that the Queen Mother of the West could become a new god in such a short time.”

Zi Anran noticed that Feng Lin didn't seem interested in Zi Shouye's appearance, so she explained it to him.

"Yes, that's really impressive. You made such a good investment. With the Queen Mother of the West becoming a new goddess, she will definitely take good care of your race."

Feng Lin nodded slightly.

His purpose in coming here this time was not to see the ancestor of the Flowing Light Clan.

He wanted to meet the Queen Mother of the West, since he had been in the land of gods for some time and had not yet seen this woman.

"Hahaha! Senior Night Watchman, another year has passed, congratulations."

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the distant sky, and an old man emerged from it.

The person who arrived was none other than Jin Futian, the ancestor of the Sun Clan.

"You're too kind! Please have a seat."

Zi Shouye smiled and nodded, pointing to the distant mountain peaks.

Before long, more and more cracks appeared in the sky, each one revealing a saint from one of the various races.

Feng Lin looked up at the sky, while Ye Yourong and Zi Anran introduced the situation from the side.

Suddenly, another crack appeared in the sky, and a woman walked out of it.

Feng Lin examined the woman and found that her anatomy was similar to his mother's. "I've never seen this person before."

Ye Yourong said from the side, "It should be a sage who has emerged in the last few thousand years."

Zi Anran found this strange. This artifact clan member looked quite young, so why did he say that he had only become a saint in the last few thousand years?

Could it have been in a deep sleep before?

As a native of the divine realm, she knew very well that many races could put her into a deep sleep, reducing her physical functions to a minimum.

On average, my heart only beats once every few days.

Among them, the Divine Artifact Race can put themselves into a deep sleep.

"That was a sage of the Suiren clan, named Shuiqin. He was indeed a sage who entered the ranks in the last few thousand years."

Zi Anran explained from the side.

Feng Lin nodded to himself, recalling that when so many saints joined forces to deal with Zhuang Qingyan, he didn't seem to have seen her.

Just then, another crack appeared in the distant sky.

A woman dressed in Hanfu emerged from the crowd; her collar was very open, revealing a deep cleavage.

"is her?"

Feng Lin remembered this woman; her name seemed to be Xi Ling Sheng, and he had seen her before.

The crowd watching from all around cheered when they saw the woman in the sky.

Zi Anran looked at Feng Lin and said with a smile, "The Queen Mother of the West has arrived."

"What? She is the Queen Mother of the West?"

Feng Lin asked incredulously.

"Of course, she is the Queen Mother of the West, the Western Spirit Saint. What? You've met her before?"

Zi Anran shook her head slightly at this point, "No, it would be abnormal if you hadn't seen her before."

"Hehe, I come from a place quite far from here, and I haven't seen much of the world."

Feng Lin smiled and waved his hand.

I never expected that the woman was the Queen Mother of the West. She looked so young before, I originally thought she was one of the other saints from the Queen Mother of the West's tribe.

"Hahaha! Xiling Saint, you've finally arrived."

Zi Shouye smiled and stepped forward to greet him.

"I might not accept invitations from others, but I will definitely accept yours."

Xi Ling Sheng said with a smile.

"Come with me quickly, we've prepared fresh fruit for you."

Zi Shouye threw his head back and laughed loudly.

At this moment, Feng Lin looked at the distant mountain peak, which was filled with sages.

Seeing that there were at least a dozen of them, this saint of the Liuguang Clan certainly had some prestige.

Just then, a middle-aged man with long purple hair appeared in the distant sky.

"Competition participants from all cities, get ready now."

Upon hearing this, Zi Anran immediately grabbed Feng Lin's arm and walked towards the central open space in the distance.

Ye Yourong and Feng Miao had already merged into Feng Lin a moment earlier.

Ye Yourong transformed into a coat with a hood, covering most of Feng Lin's face.

After Feng Lin arrived here, he looked around at the crowd and found that there were quite a few people, including about ten who were at the half-saint level.

However, there are only four groups that possess the pseudo-saint level.

Xue Tianya, Zi Anran, Liu Qianqian, and Feng Lin whose name I don't know.

"Who do you think will win this time? How about we make a bet, like always?"

Zi Shouye smiled and looked at everyone around him.

"What's the point of betting on this? Xue Tianya will definitely win. He's even brought Lei Lan here. Two pseudo-saints, who can beat him?"

A sage looked down at the crowd and spoke.

Xi Ling Sheng then turned his gaze to Feng Lin. (End of Chapter)