Dare to Cancel the Engagement? I Will Marry Your Ancestor! - Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2:

Complicated Situation

Mo Ling’s departure was like a giant stone falling into a lake, causing ripples everywhere and plunging the entire hall into a dead silence.

“Mo Ling! You are delusional! You’re looking for death! You…”

Long Ziyan was struck like lightning; her world collapsed at that moment.

She thought everything was under her control, but who could have imagined such an ending?

Before Long Ziyan could finish cursing, a hand suddenly covered her mouth.

“Grand-aunt, please stop talking…”

Long Xuan, Long Ziyan’s uncle and Long Qianqian’s nephew, was sweating profusely and feeling uneasy.

He was the one who planned the alliance with the Tianyun Sect.

He had accompanied Long Qianqian to Beihan Prefecture, where he discovered that Mo Ling was very generous, so he persuaded Long Qianqian to join the Tianyun Sect.

After the engagement was set, Mo Ling often sent gifts and visited them. Because of this, the declining Long family rose to prominence in twenty years.

It was also Long Xuan’s idea to cancel the engagement today, aiming to ally with the powerful Xingyao Sect and strengthen the Long family further.

More importantly, he wanted to get rid of Mo Ling, who was no longer useful to him.

Everything was going smoothly, but just when Long Xuan thought victory was assured, Mo Ling suddenly changed.

Mo Ling was no longer generous but seemed to have become much smarter, with a thorough understanding of the situation.

“Has he been possessed?”

Long Xuan’s back was soaked in cold sweat. For a moment, Mo Ling’s oppressive aura was overwhelming.

Long Xuan, who had always been adept at reading people, was now completely overpowered by Mo Ling’s words.

This made Long Xuan suspect that Mo Ling might have been possessed by a powerful entity.

“Hurry up and leave! Do you want us to take action?!”

The elders of the Tianyun Sect regained their senses and looked at Long Xuan and Long Ziyan with disapproval.

“Let’s go, let’s go! Sorry, elders, we offended you today; we will leave now!”

Long Xuan quickly covered Long Ziyan’s mouth and dragged the reluctant, furious Long Ziyan out.

“The situation doesn’t look good.”

Although Mo Ling spoke confidently, he was actually more anxious than anyone.

The situation in Beihan Prefecture was urgent, and Tianyun Sect faced both internal and external troubles.

“The three major sects in Beihan Prefecture have always been at odds. Each sect leader is a formidable master at the peak of the Yuan Master realm, doing anything to break through to the Yuan King realm.”

Recalling his memories, Mo Ling’s brows gradually furrowed.

“Long Ziyan’s sudden appearance will definitely break the balance of the three sects in Beihan Prefecture, leading to a great war.”

“And Tianyun Sect, a small sect dependent on Xingyao Sect, will be the first to bear the brunt, easily becoming cannon fodder.”

Mo Ling kept calculating in his mind, his frown deepening.

Cultivators practicing Yuan Qi have ranks from low to high: Yuan Refining Realm, Yuan Building Realm, Yuan Master Realm, Yuan King Realm, and Yuan Emperor Realm. Each realm is divided into early, middle, late, and peak stages.

Mo Ling had reached the peak of the Yuan Building Realm and tried to break through to the Yuan Master Realm, but failed, resulting in inner demons.

“Even the elders in the sect have a lot to say about me.”

Mo Ling couldn’t help scratching his head. Facing internal and external troubles, it was truly a hellish start.

“But…”

However, Mo Ling’s frown soon relaxed. Playing by the rules meant certain death, but fortunately, he had a cheat.

Name: Mo Ling

Realm: Peak Yuan Building Realm

Martial Art: Swimming Swallow Dragon Dance (small success), Sky Cloud Breaking Palm (small success), Red Royal Seal (small success)

Technique: Meditation Breathing Method (Grand Master)

Emotion Value: 14600

Ding!

[Emotion value from Long Ziyan +300]

“With so much emotion value, let’s test the waters!”

Ding!

Consumed: 700 Emotion Values to deduce for seven years, you have repeatedly honed your senses, and the Soaring Dragon Dance has been successfully promoted to the Grand Completion.

Ding!

Consumed: 2,000  Emotion Values to simulate for twenty years. You focused on comprehension and fought against many masters, finally realizing, and Soaring Dragon Dance successfully reached Minor Perfection.

Ding!

Consumed 3700 Emotion Values to simulate for thirty-seven years. You continued to study, even traveling the world, but only had vague insights without gain.

Ding!

 Consumed 1600 Emotion Values to simulate for sixteen years. You received guidance from a master and sublimated through repeated self-tries, and Soaring Dragon Dance successfully reached Grand Perfection.

“Grand Perfection already?”

When Mo Ling opened his eyes, he could hardly believe it.

Roar!

Mo Ling slightly activated his Yuan Qi, and a lifelike dragon appeared in the room.

The dragon’s scales moved with its breathing, and if Mo Ling couldn’t sense any life force, he might have thought it was a real dragon!

He quickly withdrew it before it could break the house, but still he was filled with shock.

“Xingyao Sect, your good days are numbered!”

Long Family, Council Hall.

“What?! Did Mo Ling really say that?”

A middle-aged man slammed the table and stood up, extremely angry, as if he were about to breathe fire.

“Yes, big brother, he said it himself.”

Long Xuan nodded with an ugly expression, feeling embarrassed to deliver such bad news.

“Hmph! I knew it from the beginning; that beast is ambitious! He’s no good!”

Long Xuan’s big brother, Long Lingye, pressed his hands on the table, his nails making a screeching sound while he gritted his teeth and looked around.

“Exactly! These sect people are no good; they always want more benefits when we ask for help!”

” …”

The rest of the Long family angrily criticized Mo Ling and the Tianyun Sect.

Amidst the noise, a figure quietly appeared in the shadows of the hall.

“Ancestor!”

Seeing this person, everyone quickly saluted and fell silent.

Yes, this person was the Long family’s ancestor, Long Qianqian.

She wore a simple green robe, her long hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders, with a few strands gently falling beside her forehead.

Her skin was fair and delicate, like the finest porcelain or the purest snowflakes.

Her figure was graceful, with every curve just right, making one think of the phrase “willowy waist and peach-like hips.”

“Ancestor, Mo Ling has gone too far! When Ziyan joins Xingyao Sect, let them destroy Tianyun Sect completely!”

Long Lingye couldn’t help but angrily tell Long Qianqian.

Long Qianqian didn’t speak and walked straight to her seat.

“Ancestor! Time is essential!”

Long Lingye anxiously knocked on the table and said to Long Qianqian with a worried face.

“No worries, I’ve decided. I’ll marry into Tianyun Sect in place of Ziyan.”

After sitting down, Long Qianqian spoke calmly.

“Good! Let’s follow the ancestor’s decision! I’ll notify…”

Long Lingye smiled with satisfaction and was about to give orders, but suddenly realized something was wrong with what he heard and turned to Long Qianqian in shock.

“What?!”