Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies

He was immediately bewildered by the lack of a strapping young man who could encapsulate a woman’s every thought and desire. He squinted, trying to see if there was someone even further than the skyship, but alas, no one. Yan Zaizen may be a little slow on the uptake sometimes, but it didn’t take long before he figured out the situation.

A deep gulp resounded from his throat.

Could it be?

Turning back around, he witnessed the gaze of every last individual trained on him. However, each and every gaze contained a different emotion. The most prominent was He Shijing whose emotion was bleeding fury and rampant laughter. "Him?!" He asked, his tone clearly looking down on Yan Zaizen. He added, "Is this a joke?"

Yan Zaizen was a little embarrassed and angry. Embarrassed because the entire situation felt awkward, but angered when he was being regarded as a joke. With a snap of his fingers, he could possess all women at his feet! Who was he to determine if he could snatch a woman’s heart? Who was he to determine that he couldn’t ensnare her every thought? His talent and prowess was not something this little man could comprehend.

This Ying Yimian would be lucky if he decides to give her a glance, let alone take her as his woman.

He recalled Xing Xuehan and Su Fengyan’s expressions of desire when they looked at him after his abilities were revealed. Confidence started to bubble up inside him, and his expression turned aloft and haughty - just like he practiced.

He laughed even louder than He Shijing, completely masking the sound with his own laughter.

"Hahaha!"

However, He Shijing subconsciously started to laugh louder, as if his pride was pricked.

"Hahaha!!"

Yan Zaizen saw this as a challenge, laughing even louder and even putting his qi cultivation base into it.

"HAHAHA!!"

He Shijing frowned at this blatant challenge. Perhaps earlier he did it subconsciously, but now that he was being challenged, he circulated his cultivation base to its maximum and amplified his voice to the maximum.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

The sound was so loud that the He Clan’s old men and Ying Clan’s members had to cover their ears due to the pain. At this point, the laughter was like a screeching bark. Even Yan Zaizen was surprised, covering his ears with qi to prevent any damage. This person was louder than his old bitch when she barked. The female dog, of course.

Ying Fenmian frowned. "SILENCE!" His voice was filled with the empirical authority of a clan lord that could not be mimicked unless you controlled the lives of countless in your hands. This immediately silenced He Shijing. Everyone, even Ying Sumian, was looking at He Shijing with an odd expression. They all inwardly shook their heads.

Ying Fenmian looked at Yan Zaizen inquisitively. Getting a little frustrated at these events, Ying Fenmian strongly demanded, "Explain." His gaze and question were directed at Ying Sumian.

"Yes." She said, trying to ignore the previous events. "This is Han Zaiji, an ally of the Vanishing Fiend Sect." She explained. However, Yan Zaizen was immediately confused by this. An ally of the Vanishing Fiend Sect? Since when?!

Ying Fenmian, on the other hand, eyes lit up in contemplation. "Han? Ji?" He asked.

"Yes." Ying Sumian promptly replied.

That’s when it hit Yan Zaizen like it came from the dao of bricks.

Earlier when they first met, he said his name was Han Zaiji. On top of that, he met the Vanishing Fiend Sect. At the time, he didn’t think it was a big deal, but that was because he didn’t know the connection his Master had at the time. The Vanishing Fiend Sect had a Han Clan and Ji Family. It’s unlikely that Ying Sumian knew of the conversation between him and Lin Feilin, so she clearly put what pieces she had together.

Not only that, he comprehended a world law and had an exquisite body cultivation. This with all the other levels of evidence linked all to this conclusion.

He was a low-key talented member of the Vanishing Fiend Sect.

However, He Shijing wasn’t too happy about this. He understood what being a member of the Vanishing Fiend Sect meant, but so what? He belonged to a first-tier force, one controlled by a genuine Origin Core Patriarch! What did it matter if he was just some junior of one of the large sects? To him, that meant shit all!

"Who cares who he is? I’m here for Ying Yimian’s hand in marriage. Can we end this farce?!" His voice contained both arrogance and fury. It seemed his patience ran out, and simply wanted to get this over with.

Ying Sumian’s gaze turned incredibly hostile as she looked at this He Shijing. However, she didn’t say anything to him who treated Ying Yimian like the most recent conquest of his, which he could obtain with a word. She merely looked at this uncle of hers, Ying Fenmian, and uttered some words that shocked everyone present. "He’s sixteen years old, body cultivation that rivals a Half-step Qi Unification Cultivator, and..." She paused, looking at all of their shocked expressions a pleased feeling welled up inside her. She wasn’t the only one, Yan Zaizen felt absolutely proud of his achievement as if he had won some contest.

However, He Shijing didn’t care about no half-step whatever. "So what?! I’m twenty, at the mid-Essence Formation, my body cultivation rivals the late-Essence Formation, and..." This time, he paused. His expression filled with a deep-seated pride and spoke, no, roared, "I’m the Clan Lord designate of the He Clan!"

Indeed, the He Clan was a genuine first-tier force with an Origin Core Patriarch at the helm of it. It could not be underestimated. However, Ying Sumian had an impish smirk on her face, as if what this person said was nothing. She continued, "He comprehended a world law."

The entire world went silent, even He Shijin. They all trained their gazes on Yan Zaizen. Seeing him being the center of attention, he lifted his chin up and his eyes shone with every ounce of haughty heroism he could muster. Damn right! He was that amazing, but...

These guys genuinely love parading other people’s accomplishments!

Ying Fenmian was the first to recover, and his expression had an odd smile. "Oh?! Han Zaiji! I remember now. Yi Yimian truly couldn’t stop thinking about you, she even mentioned you to me before." He said as if he just remembered everything. "At first, I thought you were just a dream of hers. However, now that I see you in person, you truly have my approval. The absolute picture of heroism with extraordinary good looks to match!"

What?

What?!

WHAT?!

This guy was absolutely shameless. Shameless beyond shameless. However, what he said next completely grabbed the definition of shameless and changed it to say: Ying Fenming.

"Since you’ve arrived, we can now make it official. We’ll begin with the engagement celebration! It’ll be glorious! Come. Come. We have much to discuss for the wedding!" He revealed an absolutely jubilant expression, and his tone was filled with genuine happiness. He arrived next to Yan Zaizen, grabbing his elbow, and dragging him into the clan’s palace. Yan Zaizen didn’t even get a chance to say a word, but he was happy someone said he had good looks.

When they passed He Shijing, he said with a slightly apologetic tone, "Apologies, I have much to discuss with my future son-in-law. I hope you won’t blame me. I’ll have my sons escort you out." He was quick, leaving everyone speechless as he and Yan Zaizen disappeared inside the palace.

He Shijing was gobsmacked.

What? Was this for real?!