Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Xiao Yi's arrival naturally attracted the attention of many people.

This was the current genius of the Tianqing Kingdom who was in the spotlight—if it had been any other time, countless powerful individuals would have approached to befriend him.

But now...

Less than a month remained until the deadline for the duel between Xiao Yi and the Royal Martial Arts Academy.

For the crowd.

The Royal Martial Arts Academy and Xiao Yi were at odds, with an evident lean towards Xiao Yi.

In their eyes, Xiao Yi's life and death were uncertain, and in this gamble, the Royal Martial Arts Academy was clearly more likely to win. To befriend Xiao Yi now and, should he die at the hands of the Academy in a month, they might face retribution come autumn.

That's exactly why.

Even though many in the banquet hall nodded and made polite gestures towards Xiao Yi, not one person came forward to start a conversation.

"Amitabha!"

Xiao Yi was tasting the delicacies with Fang Qingzhu when a hoarse voice echoed in his ear.

It was a bald monk, but on top of his head were not the usual scars of monkhood, but three ferocious claw marks running across his forehead and the back of his skull, making his appearance particularly vicious. At this moment, he had his palms together, smiling at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "From the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"

"Amitabha, this poor monk Dao Tian is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!" Dao Tian said with a smile.

Xiao Yi replied indifferently, "What do you want with me?"

He didn't have much fondness for these hypocritically benevolent monks.

Dao Tian kept a smiling face, seeming amiable, and spoke in a not-so-loud voice, "Xiao benefactor, a few days ago our abbot had a dream in which the Buddha said you have a destiny with our Buddha. The poor monk has come uninvited today, wishing to invite you to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to receive the baptism of the Buddhist Law!"

The news that Xiao Yi was able to slay a practitioner of the Eighth Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm with a cultivation at the Four Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm had long since reached the ears of various forces.

Even Dao Tian, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, coveted this secret.

The abbot of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple ordered him to bring Xiao Yi back to the temple, and then to brainwash and control him with Buddhist Law. If they could force the secret of his ability to fight beyond his level out of him, the great prosperity of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was in sight.

Xiao Yi waved his hand dismissively, "I won't go!"

"Xiao benefactor, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is the orthodox sanctuary of Buddhism, with a Buddha's light that shines over all, it is a sacred place. Generally speaking, even the royal lineage cannot set foot there at will. Our Buddha is merciful and wishes to convert you with the Buddhist Law, so you should not refuse!" Dao Tian kept smiling, but his tone became somewhat stern.

Xiao Yi said, "According to what you're saying, going to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple would be an honor for me then?"

Dao Tian replied, "Of course it is!"

He was a contemporary chosen disciple, usually hidden from the world, not even listed on the Heavenly Qing Dragon and Tiger List. But Dao Tian's strength was not to be underestimated—standing at the Golden Elixir Realm Seventh Layer Peak, he was comparable to Jiang Tai before his breakthrough!

"Amitabha!"

Dao Tian brought his hands together and reached out to grab Xiao Yi's shoulder, "Xiao benefactor, come with me!"

However...

His palm rested on Xiao Yi's shoulder, and with a fierce jerk, Xiao Yi didn't budge an inch.

"Hmm?"

Dao Tian's expression tightened.

Xiao Yi said emotionlessly, "It seems that I have a destiny without affinity with your Buddha. However, I do think you have a destiny with the King of Hell!"

"Huh?"

Dao Tian was taken aback.

Xiao Yi raised his palm and clamped onto his wrist, followed by a crisp crack—Dao Tian's arm broke on the spot. Before he could even scream, Xiao Yi kicked out, striking Dao Tian in the abdomen.

Whoosh!

Dao Tian screamed miserably, collapsed to the ground holding his stomach.

Spittle gushed from his mouth like a breached dam.

After days of cultivation, Xiao Yi's level had stepped into the Seventh Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm. The strength from the thirty-five thousand God Sealing Seeds made his physical power even more formidable.

His martial prowess was comparable to the peak of the Golden Elixir!

Was Dao Tian even a match for him?

The commotion here naturally drew the attention of the surrounding crowd. Watching Xiao Yi casually cripple Dao Tian with ease, expressions of shock were evident on everyone's faces. "As expected from the genius ranked equal to the crown prince on the Teng Long List, Xiao Yi's strength is truly unfathomable!"

"Dao Tian is a Buddha's son from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. Although a Buddha's son is detached from worldly concerns and not ranked, he definitely has the strength of the top five on the Teng Long List. Yet he couldn't even take one move from Xiao Yi. Among the younger generation, I fear only the crown prince can suppress Xiao Yi!"

The whispers in the crowd abruptly ceased.

The crowd surrounding them automatically parted, creating a path, as Jiang Shanhe, arrayed in brocade robes, appeared within everyone's sight, escorted by Yun Lei.

His gaze was serene, and he wore a smile as he walked towards Xiao Yi.

Their eyes met.

Jiang Shanhe said with a smile, "Do me a favor and let him live, how about it?"

Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders, "Drag him away!"

Jiang Shanhe glanced at Yun Lei.

Yun Lei stepped forward, intending to help Dao Tian up, but Xiao Yi stopped him.

Xiao Yi said indifferently, "I said drag him away!"

Yun Lei was taken aback and looked to Jiang Shanhe.

Jiang Shanhe frowned slightly, then gestured with his hand. Yun Lei immediately understood his intentions, grabbed Dao Tian by the ankle, and dragged him out of the Spring Breeze and Rain Pavilion like a dead dog.

"Shall we have a good drink later?" Jiang Shanhe asked with a smile.

Xiao Yi replied, "Only if it's good liquor!"

Jiang Shanhe nodded, "Royal brews guaranteed not to disappoint you!"

Xiao Yi said with a smile, "Sounds good!"

Jiang Shanhe said, "I'll find you later!"

"Suit yourself!"

Watching Jiang Shanhe's departing figure, Fang Qingzhu said softly, "Xiao Yi, I don't like him!"

Little Lin raised his head and nodded.

As if expressing his agreement with Fang Qingzhu's opinion.

Xiao Yi asked curiously, "Why?"

Fang Qingzhu's brows furrowed slightly, and a strange light flickered in her beautiful eyes. "I can't exactly put my finger on it, but I feel his smile is very fake, it gives an uncomfortable feeling!"

"In this life, we can hardly avoid wearing a few masks, especially those born into the imperial family. But…" Xiao Yi smiled and then continued, "I don't like him either, so avoid him!"

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Fang Qingzhu nodded obediently.

Around them, however, no one else dared to approach.

They only nodded to him from a distance, in a gesture of goodwill.

Xiao Yi was rather pleased with the peace and quiet.

"Xiao, come over here for a second!" Shi Yaoqian gestured to him with a mysterious air.

Xiao Yi was startled, looking at him curiously, "What is it?"

Shi Yaoqian whispered, "Xiao, you have a storage ring, right?"

Xiao Yi nodded subconsciously.

Shi Yaoqian glanced around, then pulled open the collar of his clothes, revealing an astonishing array of crystal cups, plates, vases, and more stuffed inside his loose clothing. Xiao Yi's eyes twitched, completely at a loss as to how Shi Yaoqian managed to fit all these items into his clothes.

Shi Yaoqian said, "Xiao, open up your storage ring quick, these things are worth a fortune!"

Xiao Yi's face turned as black as coal: "…"

He wanted nothing more than to smack this humiliating fool and send him flying.

How embarrassing would it be if someone saw this?

Shi Yaoqian whispered urgently, "Xiao, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and stash these things! I even spotted a table made from Azure Dragon wood over there; make sure to take that too later..."

Xiao Yi, with a darkened expression, said, "Scram!"

He took Fang Qingzhu by the hand and walked away.

At that moment...

Jiang Shanhe's voice suddenly resounded throughout the banquet hall: "Welcome everyone to the Qingyun Banquet. It's an honor given by the King for me to host this event. Before we begin, please allow me to introduce a distinguished guest!"

He pointed towards the entrance.

All eyes turned as one to look.

Xiao Yi also saw the figure at the entrance and couldn't help but reveal a trace of coldness in his eyes: "Is it him?"