Legend of Zixia

Chapter 263 Someone Has Their Eye on Your Wife

The northern region is a vast, barren wasteland.

Endless stretches of scorched earth, stretching for tens of thousands of miles without a trace of green, the land parched and barren. This place was once the center of an ancient battlefield, burying countless powerful figures and dynasties, leaving only the whispers of the wind and sand, recounting the eternal silence.

However, amidst this desolation, there lies a pristine haven, like a pearl nestled within—

Yaochi.

It is not located amidst scorched earth, but nestled deep within a sacred mountain shrouded in celestial mist.

Here, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and the songs of birds, and spring seems to last all year round; the lush bamboo groves sway gently, creating a serene and dreamlike atmosphere; small bridges span flowing streams, and stone paths lead to secluded spots, making it feel like a fairyland on earth. Furthermore, a waterfall cascades down a thousand-foot cliff with a thunderous roar, like an inverted Milky Way hanging down, the sound of the water echoing through the valley, and the rising mist shimmering with light, creating a spiritual atmosphere, as if heaven and earth have poured out their last bit of tenderness here.

Jiang Zixia personally led a group to Yaochi, followed by important figures from the Jiang family.

This is Zixia's first time visiting the sacred Yaochi in its current form.

Not yet, "when..."

The divine bell of Yaochi rang out, and many human leaders and ancient beings went out to greet it.

One of the graceful figures descended from the sky, her robes fluttering, untouched by dust, lotus blossoms blooming beneath her feet, each step radiant. She was dressed in white, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, a cold star mark between her brows, her eyes clear yet unfathomable, as if she did not belong to this mortal world, but was a banished immortal descended from the Moon Palace.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi arrived, but to her slight surprise, the leader was neither the current family head, nor Jiang Yifei who had risen to fame in recent years, nor any of the young talents active on various battlefields.

Instead... it's Jiang Zixia.

The last time she was seen in public was more than ten years ago, when the Holy Body broke through to the Four Extremes Secret Realm in the Dragon Transformation Pool. She blocked the Heavenly Dao patterns for the Holy Body, and it was rumored that she had an extraordinary relationship with the Holy Body, Ye Fan.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi remained outwardly calm, but her heart was already in turmoil:
Why her? Who gave her the right to represent the Jiang family at the meeting?
The wind rises, the bamboo rustles, and all is silent.

She stood before the void, her voice soft and clear, like celestial music brushing against the heartstrings: "Welcome Fairy Zixia of the Jiang family, welcome all members of the Jiang family to Yaochi."

"The grand gathering is about to begin, and all races will gather. Please follow me inside to jointly determine the future of the five regions."

"The Jiang family of the human race has an ancient lineage, and has produced a Great Emperor! The one in charge is a young woman... I can't tell her cultivation level, could she be a Great Emperor's bloodline?" An ancient being whispered among himself, his eyes full of apprehension.

An ancient being remarked that their intelligence was limited and they were unaware of recent events in the Big Dipper. This unintentional remark, however, inadvertently revealed the truth.

"Rumor has it that Huang Xudao, Huo Qizi, Shencan Daoren, Tianhuangzi, Yuan Gu, and others will all make an appearance." Another ancient powerhouse chimed in, his tone filled with awe. "I think they certainly won't be absent from such a grand event."

“That’s natural.” The third person nodded. “Although our clan also claims the title of king, we are still worlds apart from those who are truly descendants of imperial blood.”

"I wonder who is stronger, the ancient emperor's bloodline or the descendant of the human emperor?" Someone's eyes burned with fighting spirit. "By the way—I wonder if that Holy Body who's been making headlines lately has arrived? I really want to see him get slapped to death by the Heavenly Emperor's son or Yuan Gu!"

Before the words were finished, a commotion quietly spread outside the gates of Yaochi Mountain in the distance.

Though no divine bell tolled, countless eyes were already drawn to it—

Before the Jiang family even entered, they stopped to observe.

Outside the Jade Pool, a figure stepped through the air.

He was a young man with a calm demeanor, yet every step he took resonated with the heavens and earth, as if the rhythm of the Great Dao flowed beneath his feet, as if he were calculating the universe and deducing the future with every step he took. His entire body was as clear and lustrous as if carved from divine jade, surrounded by divine radiance, with rosy light overflowing from his pores, as if an undying sun was contained within him.

Several old servants followed him with bowed heads, their auras deep and their brows etched with the vicissitudes of time. They were clearly ancient beings who had lived for thousands of years, yet they treated him with the utmost respect, as if he were a god.

Zixia looked up and was slightly shocked—this was the only person she had ever seen in her life.

Even a genius like Hua Yunfei, who was known for his "ruthless ability to express all the beauty in the world," was slightly inferior to this person.

He was so handsome that he seemed unreal, with unparalleled elegance. Every inch of his features seemed to have been meticulously sculpted by heaven and earth, flawless and perfect. Even women who saw him would feel jealous.

"Prince of Heaven!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, and immediately the ancient creatures around them knelt down, prostrated themselves, and kowtowed with sincere expressions.

Their eyes shone with a faith-like light—

This is the only biological son of the Immortal Emperor, the true divine bloodline in the hearts of all ancient races!
His appearance signifies the return of an era and symbolizes the resurgence of ancient imperial power.

The Emperor's son was enveloped in a five-colored divine halo, like a son of a god descending to earth, even his hair seemed to be crystal clear, as he walked step by step.

His eyes were deep, containing within them various deductions about the evolution of mountains and rivers, the changes of time, and the ascension to immortality, captivating and astonishing all who beheld them.

Under the spotlight, his gaze suddenly locked onto Zixia in the crowd.

In that instant, the world seemed to fall silent.

"What a stunningly beautiful and powerful woman!" He parted his thin lips slightly. "You are qualified to enter the Immortal Realm with me."

An old man behind him immediately transmitted his thoughts telepathically, his tone grave: "Young Master! The group ahead are direct descendants of the Jiang family, who have produced emperors! This woman is very likely to possess the bloodline of an emperor!"

The Heavenly Emperor's son merely smiled faintly, his eyes shining even brighter. Instead of fading, he stepped forward, overcoming the crowd, and bowed to the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and Zixia with elegant posture and composed speech.
"I have long heard of the Jiang family's vast heritage and its aura reaching the heavens. Seeing it today, I can confirm that it is indeed well-deserved."

"The grand gathering is about to begin. Why don't we go together to the Jade Pool and discuss the Dao to determine the outcome?"

Zixia remained calm, her eyes flickered slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

On the other side, deep within the crowd, a group of people were gathered together whispering to each other. They looked like ordinary rogue cultivators, but in reality, each of them had a terrifying background.

Take a closer look—

It was Li Heishui, Ye Fan, Duan De, Hei Huang, the Blind Man, and Long Ma—a group of wicked old villains with "mischievous intentions"! Somehow, they ended up together.

They concealed their presence exceptionally well, clearly using secret techniques to disguise themselves. Li Heishui wore a tattered cloak, Duan De waved a chipped fan, and the old blind man stood silently in the corner with a cane, his eye sockets behind his sunglasses unfathomable. Ye Fan was even more discreet, dressed in coarse linen clothes, hidden in the shadows, his breathing almost stopped, as if he were just a bystander.

But those two lively characters—Black Emperor and Dragon Horse—couldn't hold back at all.

Black Emperor stood on its two front legs, paws on its hips, its furry head held high, looking like it was the best in the world. Dragon Horse was not to be outdone, its four hooves off the ground, its face held high, and it licked its nose from time to time, looking around with disdain.

"Tsk tsk, did you see that?" Black Emperor lowered his voice, but actually deliberately shouted, "That prince of the Heavenly Emperor set his sights on Zixia the moment he appeared. His eyes were all strange. He's probably planning a 'marriage alliance.' Ye Zi, someone has their eye on your wife!"

"Hahaha!" Longma threw his head back and laughed wildly, shocking the surrounding cultivators into turning their heads. "What son of a god? In front of my boss, he's just a gilded vase! No need for my boss to make a move, I'll let him taste my newly mastered 'Long Dragon Treading Phoenix' later!"

"How disgusting! You have such unique tastes."

"Get lost! You black dog, you disgust me! I'll give you a long dragon dog-stomping routine first!"

(End of this chapter)