Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Upon hearing this, Shuiqin's expression clearly changed, and she asked in a deep voice, "Do you know that your mother is our Suiren?"

"That's right, I know that."

Feng Lin nodded with a smile.

"Then you're practically a member of the Suiren clan, why won't you help me?"

Shuiqin questioned.

“Mo Yu, I think you must know the reason, why don’t you tell her?”

Feng Lin smiled and looked at Mo Yu beside him.

"Of course I know. First of all, it's the tone and attitude you're using. Who are you ordering around? Feng Lin's strength far surpasses yours. What are you so arrogant about? You are the leader of the Suiren clan, but you are not the leader of Feng Lin."

Mo Yu crossed his arms and sneered at Shui Qin.

In fact, these were also the words he wanted to say to the Dark Demon. Ever since he entered the realm of saints, he had come to the land of gods.

Having met this ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Clan, Mo Yu spoke frankly.

Aside from knowing more martial arts techniques than me, this person's strength is not outstanding.

If the two of them were to fight one-on-one, he might not be his match.

However, the Dark Demon completely treated Mo Yu like a servant, doing everything the same way.

This made Mo Yu very unhappy. He had grown up in the Void Realm of the Otherworld and became a saint entirely on his own.

If I had to say, I'd say someone who's grown old together.

Who is this Dark Demon?

After learning that Mo Yu had become a saint, the Dark Demon began to vie for the divine throne.

Mo Yu had his own thoughts in his mind: what if he could really obtain a godhood in the future, and it was the Heavenly Demon Clan that obtained the godhood?

He wouldn't let this good opportunity slip away.

Of course, Mo Yu was self-aware enough to admit that Feng Lin had entered a realm he could not reach.

If Feng Lin wants to seize the divine position, there's no way he can.

“That’s right, Mo Yu is absolutely right. Perhaps it’s because you’ve always relied on your status and talent since you were little that everyone had to give way to you, which has led you to develop a bad habit.”

Feng Lin shrugged with a smile, "I'm not one of your clans. Even if I were, you have no right to order me around. If you had asked me for help just now, I might have given you face for my mother's sake."

"Feng Lin! Even without you, I will not be defeated! Don't overestimate yourself. You are a saint, and so am I. Our realms are the same!"

Shuiqin said sternly to Feng Lin.

Feng Lin shook his head. "So, your level is only this high."

"What do you mean?"

Shuiqin frowned.

"It's nothing much, but I suddenly want to help Mo Yu and the others seize the divine tree fruit here."

Feng Lin smiled and shrugged.

Upon hearing this, Shuiqin's expression changed drastically. "You're going to attack me?"

"That's right, I want to broaden your horizons."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Hmph! So what if you're included? Even if I can't beat you all, I have plenty of ways to destroy the fruit here! None of us will get it!"

Shuiqin snorted coldly.

"So you still don't understand."

Feng Lin raised his finger and pointed at Shui Qin, saying, "Today, let me explain to you what the word 'power' is used to describe."

call out!
The light was fleeting, incredibly fast, and Shuiqin saw nothing.

She only noticed that Feng Lin's fingertips were flashing with light, and almost at the same time, her right arm broke off.

Seeing this, Shuiqin quickly said, "Feng Lin, so what if your attacks are fast?"

She began to channel power into her right arm, but Shuiqin remained motionless.

She discovered that the wound was beyond repair; she had already used nearly half of her Qi, but still could not heal it.

Shuiqin dared not use her Qi anymore. If she ran out of Qi, even if she repaired her arm, her life would be in danger.

"Why not continue to use power to sublimate? Are you afraid this wound will never end?"

Feng Lin glanced calmly at Shui Qin, "Actually, you guessed right. Even if you used all your strength to heal this wound, you still couldn't do it." "Impossible!"

Shuiqin didn't believe it.

This was just a casual attack from Feng Lin, not some top-tier technique, so how could it cause such severe damage?

"Then you can continue."

Feng Lin said with a smile, "Talk is cheap. Since you think you can repair it with your power, then stand here!"

Shuiqin continued to refine her skills and use her power to repair herself, but she discovered that she had lost two-thirds of her Qi and there was still no sign of it being repaired.

Her face was ashen. How could this be?

Feng Lin made a casual move, yet he was able to achieve such a result. Is he even human?

"You don't dare? Let me tell you, I've already shown you mercy. That move I just made could have been aimed at your heart or your head."

Feng Lin raised his hand again. "Next, I'll aim for your heart. Didn't you want to destroy the divine tree fruits here? Then try it."

Shuiqin's legs were trembling, a feeling she had never experienced before.

From birth, she was a descendant of the sage Suirenshi and a descendant of the ancient gods.

She was exceptionally talented, but she remained humble and unassuming, because from a young age she had a goal: to become a saint younger than Xiling Sheng.

Although this wish ultimately failed.

Yet she still became a legend of Suirenshi, having entered the realm of sages at a very young age.

But today, when she saw Feng Lin in front of her, she began to tremble.

She might not admit it, but she knew very well in her heart that she was afraid, that she was terrified.

This is a threat of death.

Feng Lin wasn't lying; he had shown mercy.

If she attacks her own vital points, the amount of Qi needed for sublimation will only increase.

She couldn't believe just how far Feng Lin had progressed.

Click!

Shuiqin immediately shattered the space and disappeared from there.

She was scared. If the two sides were evenly matched, she would fight to the death.

Faced with Feng Lin's immense power, she had no concept of it. Any sentient being is always filled with fear when facing the unknown.

In the distance, the Dark Demon also noticed the situation. He dispelled his cultivation technique and stood there motionless.

Faced with this person's strength, his heart was also filled with tremendous turmoil.

It took the combined efforts of him and Mo Yu to put Shui Qin at a disadvantage, but this person only pointed a finger at her and scared her away.

When did such a master appear in the Divine Realm?

"What's wrong with you? Why have you become so terrifying? Before, we were about the same."

Mo Yu looked at Feng Lin and asked.

"I don't know, maybe I was just lucky."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Are you still considered a saint now?"

Mo Yu thought for a moment and asked.

"It should be counted."

Feng Lin answered.

After all, there are no realms above the sage, and even those who enter the realm of transgression do not feel the sensation of breaking through the barrier.

"I'm leaving now, you guys keep going."

After Feng Lin finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace, without any fluctuation or spatial leap, as if he had never existed in the first place.

"Who is this guy?"

The Dark Demon approached from a distance.

"Yao Yao's master."

Mo Yu looked at the Dark Demon and said. (End of Chapter)