Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

It was chillingly cold, a chilling wind that seemed to penetrate deep into the body, into the brain, into the soul... It was as if an invisible hand had grasped their lives, and an extreme coldness crept up their spines.

Even the two powerful family heads couldn't help but shudder.

Inside the venue.

The young man in the white shirt gently laid Jiang Shaoguang down on the ground, then took a deep breath.

"to be honest……"

"Sometimes, I really don't understand why people use power and influence to measure whether one person is worthy of another."

"Or do you think that power is the standard by which a person is measured?"

"If that's really the case, then your Su family is perhaps the one who is truly unworthy."

Duan Meixuan was taken aback at first, then said in a mocking tone:

"What, does Your Excellency mean that, in terms of power and influence, our Su family is not worthy of your Yuntian family..."

Before he could finish speaking...

The young man in white didn't even glance at Duan Meixuan, casually waving his right hand lightly into the air ahead.

In the blink of an eye—

boom!

It was as if tens of thousands of tons of iron hammers had struck Duan Meixuan's meticulously made-up profile. The terrifying force distorted her delicate features, and the sound of bones shattering echoed along with a gush of blood.

Her entire face seemed to have been slapped into the ground by an invisible giant hand. She fell to the ground, and if you looked closely, you would see that half of her head was slapped into the ground, and the jade bricks that covered the Duan family compound cracked.

Quiet.

Suddenly, it became incredibly quiet.

No one saw what happened. By the time they realized what was happening, the alluring woman had already been slapped hard across the face, half of her face was bloody and mangled, and she was lying on the ground, twitching weakly.

"Has no one told you to listen quietly and not interrupt when others are speaking?"

The young man in white raised his expressionless face, as if he had merely swatted away a mosquito, without even glancing in the direction of Duan Meixuan.

"Or perhaps your parents didn't give you proper orders back then?"

……

When his wife suddenly fell into a coma due to serious injuries, Duan Duxiu rushed forward and glanced at Duan Meixuan's injuries—although her meridians and soul were not seriously damaged, her face had been completely smashed.

He turned around angrily and roared at Yun Ping, "You bastard, how dare you actually make a move here?!"

Su Wubin exuded a scorching aura. He realized that the young man in white was probably no ordinary person. Now that the other party had made a move, as the head of the Su family, he certainly could not stand idly by.

But before he could make a move, Yunping casually uttered a sentence.

"Let's get started."

As these words were spoken in a calm tone, Su Wubin suddenly felt a wave of weakness wash over him, as if his spiritual energy had been completely locked up by something.

His legs completely lost their strength, and his robust body fell to his knees without any warning.

By the time he realized what was happening, a young man in a tattered gray long gown was already standing in front of him.

"Forging Saint...Master?"

At this moment, the boy was emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.

But this aura—was directed towards himself.

The Forging Saint completely ignored Su Wubin's intentions, and instead stood in front of Su Wubin with his arms crossed, the aura of the Great Dao emanating from him instantly sweeping across the entire area.

On the other side, Chu Aotian, the eldest prince of the Lantian Empire, stood with his spear in hand, his body engulfed in pure golden flames, blocking Ye Yuchan and the others. The aura he exuded frightened the servants of the Duan and Su families who were surrounding the Yuntian Academy students, causing them to kneel down in fear.

One is a sage, the other is a master of profound understanding!

These two alone are enough to wipe out the Duan and Su families.

At this moment, both important figures stood on the side of Yuntian Academy.

why? !

This unbelievable scene made Duan Duxiu and Su Wubin subconsciously think that they were dreaming.

Because that's impossible.

That shouldn't be the case either.

Standing between Forging Saint and Chu Aotian, the young man named Yun Ping spoke indifferently.

“I think now we can talk about the issue of power.”

35. After the matter was settled, he took off his Buddhist robe.

Power?

Su Wubin knelt blankly before the boy. The pressure from the saint made it impossible for him to breathe. His usually indestructible body, which was like a copper wall and iron wall, seemed to be about to burst from the inside out. A tearing pain came from his muscles and the orifices all over his body.

That was the pressure of the Great Dao, not spiritual energy or some kind of magic array, but the pressure from one of the Great Daos of Heaven and Earth—the Dao of Forging Weapons.

In this world, only the Forging Saint can awaken this extremely special aura of the Great Dao.

But this Saint Forging...

Shouldn't they be their guests?!

Su Wubin's shocked and puzzled gaze fell upon Duan Duxiu, who was also shrouded in the power of the Great Dao.

However, he met Duan Duxiu's equally puzzled gaze.

At this moment, both family heads had the same question.

Why is the Forging Saint, who should be their guest, standing on the side of Yuntian Academy at this moment?!

Looking at the surprised and doubtful expression on the other's face, the two of them seemed to realize something—they both seemed to see that the other was not the one who invited the Saint of Forging.

If that's the case... then who invited someone like the Forging Saint?

The answer seems to have become clear.

The two looked at Yunping again with horror and fear, and the possibilities that came to mind made them feel fear almost subconsciously.

Inside the venue.

The guests knelt, coerced by the aura of the Great Dao. They were all prominent figures in the Extreme Heaven Domain, and kneeling was something they would never do, as it was beneath their dignity.

But now, we have no choice but to do it.

Because the aura of the Great Dao of the Forging Saint was enveloping the entire Duan family compound, no one in the compound could withstand this overwhelming power, which was as heavy as thousands of peaks, with their physical bodies or spiritual energy. They had no choice but to kneel down.

The courtyard was unusually quiet. It should have been a lively and festive occasion, but at this moment it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

With Forging Saint and Chu Aotian attacking simultaneously, who would dare to speak up? Who would dare to resist?

They were just some low-level families, families with only a little bit of fame. How could they dare to clash with these two noble people?

However, what they couldn't understand was that Yuntian Academy, which should have just been a nouveau riche sect, was now acting like the host of this banquet, with Forging Saint and Chu Aotian guarding it.

just like……

They were the ones who invited the Forging Saint and were the same people as Chu Aotian.

But—is that even possible?

No one dared to ask.

The young man in white waved his sleeve, his cold black eyes devoid of any light. If Su Yu's eyes were lifeless, then Yun Ping's eyes at this moment were dead, utterly cold, devoid of any emotion, as if only the dead could possess such a gaze upon everyone.

"To be honest, I didn't want things to escalate to this point."

He really didn't want to.

He had promised Jiang Shaoguang that he wouldn't make a big deal out of it.

"Indeed, it was wrong of us to intrude on your wedding and make you lose face. But a wedding is a major life event, and making a hasty decision is not good for either of you. Moreover, the young lady of the Su family and my disciple still have feelings for each other. Whether this relationship continues or ends, it must be made clear today."

"We say we're here to propose marriage, but to be precise, we're here to get an explanation."

Yun Ping glanced indifferently at Su Yu, then looked away.

"I had hoped that things could be resolved satisfactorily. Even if the outcome was already predetermined, I hoped that at least this matter could be resolved peacefully. Whether it's hatred, love, cowardice, or courage, everyone has their own nature."

“I do not wish to interfere with Miss Su’s choice. I originally wanted the two of them to talk without any reservations, but now it seems that is unlikely. However, Miss Su has clearly been very concerned about your opinions.”

"My Yuntian Academy is just an obscure little sect, but we do have some connections. The reason we don't show it is that I want Miss Su to make a change because of my Shaoguang, rather than being forced to accept him under the pressure of power."

"Shaoguang wouldn't want to see such an ending, so I didn't do it, and I didn't use our little bit of connections at Yuntian Academy."

At this point, Yunping's tone suddenly turned stern, and a chilling wind swept across the entire area, stirring up a terrifying wind that carried the scent of death and seeped into one's very soul.

"But don't think that my Cloud Heaven Academy is really a powerless and easy-to-bully sect!"

Yun Ping twisted his right hand in the air in front of him, and the invisible hand instantly grabbed Su Wubin's neck, lifting the burly Nascent Soul stage expert into the air.

The latter instinctively tried to struggle in mid-air, but its spiritual energy was completely sealed at that moment, rendering it completely unable to move.

"Brother Su!!"

Duan Duxiu cried out in surprise, but before he could make a move, a pale golden spearhead suddenly appeared in front of him.

Chu Aotian looked at him coldly, his expression somewhat strange, but he still said, "Don't think about taking action. This is for your own good. Seniors never care about your status when they do things."

"S-senpai?"

Duan Duxiu was a little confused.

Chu Aotian glanced at Yun Ping beside him and smiled meaningfully: "To be honest, you don't really think that Master Forging and I were invited by you, do you?"

Duan Duxiu stared in astonishment, his heart skipping a beat: "Could it be..."

"It's that difficult question."

boom!

Duan Duxiu collapsed to the ground, as if struck by lightning, his face blank, staring blankly at the white-robed youth not far away.

If what Chu Aotian said is true...

The Duan family has really bitten off more than they can chew!