Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Young Master Lu, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting..."

Just as Lu Feng was looking around, surveying his surroundings, a slightly apologetic male voice came from the side.

The next moment, Bei Chenchuan came riding the wind and then slowly landed in front of Lu Feng.

As for the two dragons from the North Star who had led the way at the beginning, they were nowhere to be seen at the moment, as if they had other important matters to attend to.

"Young Master Lu, although I greatly admire your abilities and wish to befriend you, the rules of the selection ceremony are ultimately in place, so I cannot interfere..."

Bei Chenchuan bowed to Lu Feng again, his expression slightly wistful, and said, "Young Master Lu, whether you can marry my older sister at this son-in-law selection event depends entirely on your own efforts..."

"Fellow Daoist Beichen, you flatter me."

Returning the greeting with a bow, Lu Feng seemed to remember something and froze on the spot, "Wait a minute! Your...your older sister? Could it be that Bei Chenwan is your sister?"

"Yes, and they were incredibly close."

Bei Chenchuan shrugged, then spread his hands outwards. "Recently, Father and the elders of the clan have been extremely anxious about my elder sister's marriage. As a member of the Bei Chen clan, and having received much care from my sister in the past, it's only natural that I should do my part..."

"Young Master Lu, have you been masturbating too much lately and your memory's gotten worse?"

Gu Canyang's mocking laughter drifted over, as if he thought the other was making a fuss over nothing. "Didn't this guy already say that his father is Beichen Lie, the patriarch of the Beichen clan? As for his older sister's background, that's obvious too. What's so surprising about that..."

"Uh, that's true..."

Lu Feng scratched his face, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

He had been so focused on finding out Lin Xiaoyu's whereabouts that he hadn't noticed that Bei Chenchuan was actually the younger brother of the eldest daughter of the Bei Chen clan.

"Young Master Lu, I wish you good luck later."

Seeing that the selection of a son-in-law was about to begin, Bei Chenchuan did not continue chatting with Lu Feng. He immediately bowed and took his leave, then turned and flew towards the Heroes' Platform.

"Is this guy really planning to become my brother-in-law?"

Watching Bei Chenchuan's departing figure, Lu Feng also stroked his chin, looking curious.

After all, the other party was a direct descendant of the Beichen clan, a genius, and Beichen Wan's younger brother. It was quite strange that he was being so warm and polite to an outsider like him.

However, Lu Feng had no idea why Bei Chenchuan valued him so much, so he could only take it one step at a time.

Because his participation in the selection of a son-in-law was only out of necessity, while Lu Feng's real purpose was to find out the whereabouts of the two envoys of the Wusheng Sect and Lin Xiaoyu.

.....

On the other side, on the platform of heroes, the atmosphere was equally solemn.

In the center of the high platform, there was a grand master's chair, and an old man in a black robe sat quietly in it, his eyes closed, as if he was resting.

On either side of the old man in black robes, there were rows of sandalwood chairs, all of which were full. Among them were not only the elders of the Beichen clan, but also experts from the other three major families of the Lianyun Eighteen Fortresses!

The reason why all these people were present was quite simple: they wanted to observe the Beichen clan's son-in-law selection ceremony.

After all, the Beichen Clan is the leading clan of the eighteen fortresses of Lianyun. Now that the eldest daughter of the Beichen Clan, Beichen Wan, is publicly seeking a husband, the other three major families cannot possibly refuse to give her any face.

"Clan leader, all the martial artists from outside the clan who participated in today's selection ceremony have arrived...!"

Seeing that the crowd had gathered around the stage, Bei Chen Erlong stepped forward and whispered in the ear of the old man in black robes sitting in the grand chair, "There are about a thousand people participating in this marriage selection event. About half of them are at least at the eighth level of the Yuanhai Realm and under forty years old. Please give your instructions..."

"Okay, let's begin."

After listening to Bei Chen Erlong's report, Bei Chen Lie merely raised his eyelids slightly, then nodded slightly, "Everything will proceed according to the old rules. The winner will advance to the next round, and as for the remaining losers, you should know how to deal with them..."

"Furthermore, this matter should be handled cleanly and flawlessly, so that the other three major families don't find out..."

Bei Chenlie spoke slowly and deliberately, as if he were merely instructing someone on a trivial matter.

"Yes, Chieftain!"

"I will certainly not let you down...!"

Faced with Bei Chenlie's instructions, Bei Chen Erlong looked serious and tense. He quickly bowed and retreated, as if he was carrying some unknown burden or secret!

...

At this moment, the atmosphere in a corner of the audience was still incredibly lively.

"Huh, that person is... Kita Shin Er Ryu?"

Seeing Bei Chen Erlong quietly leave, Lu Feng also raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity appearing on his face. "Strange, isn't that the captain of the Bei Chen clan's guards?"

"Why is this person not present to maintain order at such an important event as the selection of a son-in-law, but instead quietly left?"

Thinking of this, Lu Feng couldn't help but stroke his chin, his curiosity growing even stronger.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling about it.

Today's selection of a son-in-law by the Beichen clan may have some unexpected changes, and as the crowd below the stage continues to gather, Lu Feng's ominous premonition grows stronger!

"Bei Chenlie, everyone's here, what are you dawdling for?"

Just as Lu Feng was pondering this, a hoarse, aged voice came from the stage.

"I am always busy with countless affairs of state, and I have no time to waste with you Beichen clan members. Since your Beichen clan wants to hold a son-in-law selection ceremony, then hurry up and get it over with..."

The next moment, a white-haired old man dressed in fine clothes suddenly stood up, then turned to look at Bei Chenlie on the main seat. His wrinkled, aged face showed slight dissatisfaction, as if he had been waiting impatiently.

Not only that, the white-haired old man's Yuan energy aura was also extremely powerful, far surpassing that of ordinary Xuan Gang Realm martial artists. He had already stepped into the Xuan Ying Realm, and his cultivation was almost no weaker than that of a fifth-level Xuan Ying Realm expert!

As for the white-haired old man in front of him, he was none other than Xie Lingyun, the patriarch of the Xie family, one of the four great families of Lianyun Eighteen Fortresses!

"Hehe, Brother Xie, why be so impatient? Today is an auspicious day for my Wan'er to choose a husband. What harm is there in waiting a little longer?"

Bei Chenlie glanced at Xie Lingyun, who had gotten up from his seat, and continued speaking unhurriedly, seemingly already used to the former's temper and unconcerned.

"Brother Beichen is right."

As soon as the other person finished speaking, a burly middle-aged man next to him also got up from his seat, then shook the folding fan in his hand and said, "Hey Lao Xie, it's the auspicious day for our niece to choose a husband, so it doesn't matter if we brothers wait a little longer..."

"And you really need to work on that impatient, short temper of yours..."

Niu Baizun continued to smooth things over with a smile, then turned to look at a white-haired man in a flowing cloud and crane robe on his left, "Old Song, do you think I'm right?"

The other party is Song Qiannan, the head of the Song family, one of the four major families. His status is not low, and he naturally has some say in the matter.

"boring."

Song Qiannan remained indifferent, seemingly too lazy to join this pointless argument.

"Brother Xie, Brother Niu, Brother Song, the selection of a son-in-law is about to begin. Please be seated as soon as possible..."

Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly tense, Bei Chenlie slowly stood up and then released an extremely powerful innate aura, which made people's hearts tremble!

"snort...!"

Seeing this, Xie Lingyun merely snorted coldly and said nothing more, returning to his seat.

Although he had a very bad temper, he wasn't stupid, and he naturally understood the meaning behind Bei Chenlie's words.

Moreover, with his current strength, he is no match for Bei Chenlie. If he continues to cause trouble, it will not bring him any benefit and will only further exacerbate the conflict between the four major families!

"That old guy Bei Chenlie has gotten even stronger again...!"

Also sensing the extremely powerful innate qi emanating from Bei Chenlie, Niu Baizun, the patriarch of the Niu family who had been watching the spectacle, lightly waved his feather fan, then frowned deeply. "Tch, if we let the Bei Chen clan continue to dominate the leadership of the eighteen fortresses of Lianyun, won't our Niu family never have a chance to rise again...?"

Niu Baizun's expression grew increasingly solemn, as if he were plotting something. Xie Lingyun and Song Qiannan beside him remained silent, their faces cold and stern, clearly each harboring their own secrets.

After all, wherever there are people, there is a world of intrigue; and wherever there is intrigue, there is conflict!

Although in the eyes of most outside martial artists, the Lianyun Eighteen Fortresses are the common ancestral land of the four major families, and the relationship between the families is almost monolithic, the actual situation is not like that!

As for the bloody conflicts that have broken out among the four major families over the years for various interests, there have been quite a few!

However, due to the ancestral precepts established by their ancestors and to prevent foreign enemies from taking advantage of the chaos to invade the eighteen fortresses of Lianyun, the four major families are currently maintaining some restraint and have not completely broken off relations!