“There is one big issue in marrying you.” Liu Suhong scowled.
“What is it?” He smiled.
“Our child will definitely be a half-demon who can’t be a top master. I wouldn’t marry you if it wasn’t for that night.”
“Already thinking about children, truly a calculating princess.” He smiled: “After you become the territory lord, how many male concubines will you gather in your harem?”
“Who do you think I am? If I want men, I can just say the word and geniuses will line up. I don’t need to take the risk of coming to see you.”
“I didn’t take you for a conservative girl, don’t see it at all.” Feiyun found this rather amusing. She was actually a principled woman?
She responded: “Don’t be mistaken that it has anything to do with you. I would do the same for any man who had a relationship with me.”
He nodded and said: “There’s something I don’t understand. What makes you think I will give you the meteor?”
“Don’t you need betrothal gifts to marry me?” She asked.
“First, who says we’ll get married? Second, why would the meteor be the gift?” He shook his head.
Liu Suhong barked back: “First, we’ll get married for sure. Second, we’ll be on the same boat to share victories and defeats. What would your choice be?”
“I’m not picking.” He smiled.
“We’ll see about that.” She seemed rather confident.
Feiyun lifted the curtain of the carriage to take a look outside.
They were back in Crimson Leaf now. He didn’t stay here long enough to know about the details. He only knew the location of the half-demon alliance in Profound Continent. The others were unknown to him.
The faction of the territory lord resided in the central continent vaguely possessing the outline of an elephant. It was also the largest with numerous mountains and clouds. There were floating palaces and pleasant bell chimes echoing in the mountain range.
The half-demon alliance’s continent was the most barren while this one was the richest. It had countless cultivators coming from all the domains.
The carriage continued heading for the main branch, crossing through majestic peaks. They looked like dragons lying on the ground. This applied to the rivers as well. One could mistake them for oceans.
The elite children of the faction gathered in an area filled with cities.
“The first princess is back!”
“Greetings, Fourth Ancestor!”
“Greetings, First Princess!”
Many came to greet them, both young and old cultivators. They were only respectful to Fourth Ancestor and First Princess, showing nothing but disdain for Feiyun.
In their eyes, wretched half-demons could only be slaves.
Feiyun walking behind the group had a calm expression as he gained a better understanding of the Liu’s power.
This was an ancient lineage with tens of millions of years in history. They had produced several important big shots. It was difficult to gauge their true power and resources.
The members gathered here were part of Liu Suhong’s branch. Some were direct members while others belonged to the side branches. Many were recruited experts or generational servants.
Meanwhile, Liu Suzi has also returned and told the seniors about Feiyun’s Grand Puppet Art.
“Your clan is quite strong, there are many historical geniuses.” Feiyun commented along the way. He saw more than twenty historical geniuses already in a single clan. This was unfathomable back in Jin.
Of course, this was due to their bloodline. They had numerous experts before so their bloodline was immensely strong.
Liu Suhong smiled and said: “This is only our branch too. There are a total of seven main branches here.”
This was just one branch? It meant that they had numerous historical geniuses in each generation. In just a few centuries, they would reach a powerful realm.
Of course, most of them would die. Only thirty percent also get to mature and become pillars of the clan.
As this process continued, one could only imagine the number of experts they had in each branch. He felt that the fourth ancestor he saw earlier might not be the strongest cultivator in this branch.
The clan was founded during the immemorial era, even older than Sixth Central. This dynasty was founded 1,600,000 years ago at the end of the Antiquity Era.
Human history was divided into four eras – Premodern, Antiquity, Immemorial, and Primeval.
Antiquity spanned from 1,600,000 to 14,000,000 years ago.
Immemorial was anything14,000,000 years and older.
As for Primeval, this was too long ago and only a few legends were left. A few ancient grottos and sacred temples had stories regarding this period.
Of course, just the Antiquity Era was old enough for cultivators. It was well-recorded and had numerous clans and geniuses. Some legends from this period were considered to be truths.
Most clans were actually formed during this era. Alas, a few wanted to think that they were important and declared that they were from the Immemorial Era. This wasn’t uncommon at all.
Perhaps the Liu themselves didn’t know which era they were from. Immemorial was too long ago and they most likely didn’t have concrete historical records.
Of course, Feiyun wasn’t interested in their history at all. Unfortunately, the old man in front of him lectured him for an entire morning.
His name was Liu Fulan – a wisdom master. His white beard was rather long.
He held a bamboo scroll and slowly read it. This went on for eight scrolls and he showed no sign of stopping.
Feiyun couldn’t handle it anymore and interrupted him: “Senior, you are reading about the history during the Antiquity Era, how are these scrolls still around? They should be broken by now even if they are made from steel, let alone bamboo.”
Liu Fulan shook his head: “These are just copies made every thirty years as homework for the young ones. If you are to marry into our family, you need to know this.” [1]
“Marry into the family?” Feiyun rubbed his temples. If it wasn’t for the old men “protecting him”, he would have run away. He felt awfully unsafe while being here.
“The first princess will become the successor and then the territory lord. You will be the territory lord’s husband, this is a great honor. I’m sure no other half-demon has enjoyed this.” Liu Fulan said: “However, this won’t be easy. The princess has many suitors and plus, the old men in the clan won’t agree to this either. We’ll become the laughingstock of the cultivation world, so you have a lot of work to do.”
“There’s one thing I’m unclear of. You have geniuses appearing in every generation, why do you insist on picking the first princess from this generation?” He shook his head and chuckled before asking.
“The territory lord changes every thousand years or so. Even the wisest will only rule for three thousand years. After they abdicate, they will solely focus on cultivation.” Liu Fulan responded: “The current lord is ambitious and talented. He has been ruling for two thousand years. One twenty years ago, he stated his intention of stopping in order to focus, hence the current competition. The chosen successor will only need to reach Heaven’s Emergence before taking the position.”
“What if the successor dies during Nirvana?” Feiyun asked.
“Then a new successor will be chosen.”
The lecture eventually finished. Feiyun felt his head growing bigger with useless information. He made up his mind of wanting to run away from this ridiculous marriage.
1. When the groom lives at the bride’s house and takes her clan’s name. This is considered humiliating for the broom ☜
