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"Master, not only did the Jin family patriarch not harm Mr. Chu, but he also became sworn brothers with him. Now the Jin family is extremely obsequious to him, and..."

Wenbo hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "Mr. Chu's achievements at such a young age are largely due to the cultivation techniques he practices."

"The key to its technique lies in women with special physiques, and Miss... is one of those who meet the criteria."

This passage is short, but it contains a wealth of information.

First, the Jin family patriarch and Chu Nan became sworn brothers.

This means that the Jin family and the Chu family are no longer in a state of conflict.

Given Jin Jiucheng's shrewdness, having already regained face, he would probably be eager to curry favor with Chu Nan.

He was still thinking about how to gain the upper hand in the competition with the Jin family for Chu Nan.

Wenbo's words brought up the speculation about special physiques again. Qian Yunlong was just thinking about whether he could start with women with special physiques.

Wenbo said that Qianxinya was a good match, but... this...

Qian Yunlong stared wide-eyed at Wenbo, but Wenbo continued, "Master, I think this is an opportunity given to our Qian family by Heaven."

"Miss is a candidate who meets one of the special physical criteria, which means that Mr. Chu will most likely become the son-in-law of our Qian family."

"According to what that Celestial Ancestor of the Jin family said, it's not impossible for Mr. Chu to not only break through to the Celestial Realm, but also to reach the legendary realm beyond the Celestial Realm!"

"Such combat power is something that even the current royal family would never underestimate."

"Moreover, after the battle with Yan Zonghan, the son-in-law has already attracted the Emperor's attention, and at that time—"

Wenbo became more and more excited as he talked.

"Who are you calling 'son-in-law'?!"

Qian Yunlong abruptly waved his hand, interrupting Wen Bo.

His brows furrowed, and his expression looked as if someone had thrown a fly into his tea.

Wenbo, who followed them out of the courtyard, was taken aback. "Master, Miss's special physique is the key to Mr. Chu's cultivation breakthrough, which is of great benefit to our Qian family. Moreover, what relationship is more reliable than marriage?"

"I know Chu Nan's value better than you do."

Qian Yunlong slammed his teacup on the table. "But Xinya is my daughter, my daughter, not an object to be exchanged for benefits."

"Sir, that's not what I meant—"

"You say no, but you're calculating things better than anyone else."

Qian Yunlong glared at him. "During the six months I was in a coma, Xinya single-handedly upheld the Qian family's reputation, seeking medical treatment everywhere, and never slept a full night."

"Yes, Chu Nan saved me. I, Qian Yunlong, acknowledge this debt of gratitude, and I'll accept anything from the Qian family to repay it. But Xin Ya is the only exception. Even if the Heavenly King himself came, it wouldn't matter. I won't marry my daughter!"

Wenbo opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

He knew Qian Yunlong's temper; once he said this, there was really no room for negotiation.

Just then, a figure appeared on a rooftop not far away.

The figure was silent and still, like a withered leaf falling on a tile.

If it weren't for making a sound intentionally, even a master like Wenbo wouldn't have noticed it immediately.

The newcomer wore a gray-blue robe, with a very narrow waist and wide sleeves that hung down to cover his hands.

He was wearing a small hat with the brim pulled down very low.

He exuded an indescribable eerie aura, standing on the sloping roof tiles like a crow.

Qian Yunlong's expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward, lifted his robe, and knelt down.

Wenbo followed closely behind, landing on both knees.

"Welcome, angel."

"Angel" is an honorific title for the messengers who served the patriarch of the Qian family.

The ancestor of the Qian family was completely different from Jin Wuyuan.

Jin Wuyuan was a direct descendant of Jin Jiucheng, who was also his descendant.

The patriarch of the Keqian family was a martial arts fanatic during the old dynasty's aristocratic period. He originally had the hope of inheriting the title of king, but he gave it up voluntarily in order to practice martial arts.

Although Qian Yunlong and his branch cannot be considered direct descendants, their seniority as celestial beings is undeniable, and the entire clan still respectfully addresses them as their ancestor.

This ancestor was obsessed with martial arts, and was so elusive that he was rarely seen, usually only sending messages through angels.

However, according to the Qian family's records, the time when this ancestor sent an angel to deliver a message was fifty years ago.

Why would they suddenly send an angel today?

"By order of the Ancestor, Qian Yunlong, head of the Qian family, obey the command."

Qian Yunlong lay on the ground, his mind racing.

This ancestor never interferes in family affairs, so why did he suddenly issue an imperial edict this time?

"Qian Xinya is of marriageable age, and Chu Nan is an outstanding person. The two are a perfect match. The Qian family should choose a wedding date as soon as possible without any delay."

Qian Yunlong raised his head, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

The angel frowned slightly. "Qian Yunlong, didn't you hear me clearly? Should I repeat the ancestor's decree?"

Wenbo, standing to the side, was anxious and kept giving him meaningful glances.

Qian Yunlong finally came to his senses and kowtowed, saying, "I understand. Yunlong accepts your command."

The angel nodded and said meaningfully, "The ancestor said that this is a rare opportunity and that the head of the family must seize it. Once this opportunity is gone, it will be gone forever."

After saying that, he vanished in a flash.

Just as silently as he came.

Qian Yunlong knelt on the spot and didn't move for a long time.

Wenbo helped him to his feet, but he shook off Wenbo's hand and walked back to the main hall to sit down.

"Why do you think the Ancestor suddenly started getting involved in this kind of thing?"

Wenbo remained silent for a while before whispering, "Master, our ancestor is very likely waiting for the path to ascend above the Celestial Realm, just like Jin Wuyuan."

"And now, Mr. Chu is the only one besides Tang Qijue who has the potential to open up that path."

Qian Yunlong asked, puzzled, "Is something above the Celestials really that important?"

Wenbo didn't reply, but sighed inwardly.

It's more than just important!

Even extraordinary people are still human after all.

Above the celestial beings, those are the ones who can truly be called immortals and gods.

These old monsters have lived in the world for hundreds of years, and none of them do not want to take that final step.

Qian Yunlong leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

I was just saying, "Even if the Heavenly King himself came, it wouldn't matter," and then the Heavenly King actually came.

He let out a long sigh of relief. "Go, call Xinya here..."

Meanwhile, Chu Nan and Yan Zonghan's victories were spreading rapidly throughout the capital.

The Great Assembly of Extraordinary People is about to begin, and almost all the extraordinary people with names and surnames are in the capital.

The news first leaked from the scene at Wangjingyuan, and then spread throughout Beijing overnight.

Whether it's teahouses, clubs, or private residences, everyone is talking about the same thing: the famous Battle of Wangjingyuan!

The first to spread the news were the powerful and wealthy who were watching from the sidelines.

They weren't allowed to enter the inner area; they could only stand on the outermost circle and get a general view through the Xuanwu Formation, but that was enough.

The battle, even more thrilling than a top-tier special effects blockbuster, excited them all so much that they couldn't suppress their desire to share!