Fantasy: Forcibly Marry The Saint, Create Immortal Fairy Clan

Upon hearing these words, Sikong Mingyue's body trembled, and a hint of pain and discomfort appeared in her eyes.

On the other hand, the members of the Sikong family, upon hearing this voice, all brightened their eyes, as if they had seen hope.

Even Sikong Qianjun suddenly realized what was happening, quickly shut his mouth, and stepped aside, allowing the owner of the voice to approach Sikong Mingyue.

Only to see an old lady with white hair, but well-maintained, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, coming in front of Sikong Mingyue.

Seeing this old woman, Sikong Mingyue couldn't help but close her eyes and murmured, "Grandmother!"

This old person in front of her is none other than Sikong Mingyue's own grandmother.

To be precise, she is the grandmother of both Sikong Mingyue and Sikong Haoran.

Because Sikong Mingyue's grandfather and Sikong Haoran's great-grandfather were brothers, both born to this old lady.

When Sikong Mingyue was young, her mother was busy cultivating, and her grandmother had passed away early. Her grandfather, due to his gender, was unable to teach her many things.

Therefore, Sikong Mingyue lived with this old lady since childhood until she underwent the coming-of-age ceremony.

It can be said that she has deep and complicated feelings for this grandmother.

Unfortunately, this grandmother is the same as the other members of the family.

After witnessing Sikong Haoran's extraordinary talent, she chose to remain silent. Even when her own son was killed, she still cold-bloodedly chose to forgive the other son.

The old woman came in front of Sikong Mingyue and stomped her cane heavily, saying, "Disobedient girl, kneel down for me!"

Upon hearing these words, Sikong Mingyue hesitated for a moment, but still knelt down in front of her.

Seeing this, the eyes of many clan members lit up, as if they had seen hope.

Only Ye Wushang knew in his heart that Mingyue was not kneeling because of the other person's identity and seniority, but because of the grace of nurturing and teaching for over a decade!

Seeing that Sikong Mingyue was subdued, the tension in the old lady's eyes eased a bit, and her courage grew.

"You unfilial girl, the teachings I have given you over the years have been in vain, raising such an ungrateful wolf, truly disappointing our ancestors!"

As she said this, her anger grew, and her courage grew as well.

She looked at Ye Wushang beside Sikong Mingyue, and the more she looked, the more displeased she became, unable to hide her disgust.

With a cold and disdainful gaze fixed on Ye Wushang, her eyes revealed no attempt to conceal her aversion and disgust, and she spoke out.

"You are the man she found? How can you be so disrespectful to your elders? When you see me, your elder, why don't you kneel?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Wushang's eyes narrowed.

He stared at the old lady, his dangerous hostility undisguised.

You want me to kneel? Who do you think you are?

Does this old lady really not know her own weight?

Not to mention that she is only Mingyue's elder, even if she were Mingyue's birth mother, he would not kneel.

No matter how much he loves his woman, the difference in status and identity can never be changed.

Sikong Mingyue is, after all, his concubine, and it would be a huge joke for him to kneel down to a concubine's elder.

In the entire family, except for Yue Rushuang's mother, who is the legitimate wife, he only needs to give face to the so-called elders. If someone is shameless, he won't be polite.

He dared to lay hands on Yue Rushuang's uncle, let alone this old fool in front of him.

Being stared at by Ye Wushang, the old lady suddenly remembered that the man in front of her is not only Sikong Mingyue's man, but also a true king.

A king of the Sikong family, whose body has not yet cooled after being killed, and she actually went to make him kneel down without knowing her own limits.

I'm really getting more and more confused as I live!

But if she were to apologize now, the authority she had just established would surely disappear.

"Cough cough, Fengyun, this is Ye Wushang, the head of the Ye Family. His identity is extraordinary!"

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Sikong Qianjun stepped forward and eased the atmosphere.

Seeing this, Fengyun's expression relaxed a bit, and then she shifted her anger onto Sikong Mingyue.

"Rebellious girl, if you truly have me as your ancestor in your heart, you shouldn't have come back and caused such heavy losses to the family!"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Mingyue also stood up directly, looking at the other party without flinching.

"Ancestor, are you saying that the deaths of my father, brothers, uncles, and grandfather were all deserved?"

Upon hearing these words, Fengyun Laozu's expression became somewhat unnatural, but he still spoke firmly.

"Hmph, sacrificing a few clan members for the glory of the family is no big deal. Even when my own son died, I didn't say anything. As long as that child, Haoran, is here, the Sikong family will have a future!"

Sikong Mingyue looked at this unfamiliar Laozu, and her sorrow gradually turned into indifference.

"Such a sacrifice of a few clan members. According to Laozu, my talent is higher than Sikong Haoran's. So killing a few more people shouldn't be a big deal. Why does Laozu react so strongly? Or is it that Laozu thinks that Sikong Haoran has reached the Grotto-Heaven Realm in three days at the age of thirty-six?"

Upon hearing this, Fengyun Laozu was suddenly choked and unable to speak.

"Hmph, as a daughter, you will eventually be married off. Just like your child now, who doesn't bear the Sikong name, how can you compare to Haoran?"

Seeing that Sikong Mingyue still wanted to argue, Fengyun Laozu immediately shouted angrily, "Impudent! Sikong Mingyue, are you teaching me how to do things? Your audacity is growing, daring to argue with me!"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Mingyue's heart completely calmed down, and her last trace of emotion was extinguished by these words.

Seeing Sikong Mingyue's eyes become extremely indifferent, Tongkong Qianjun immediately thought it was not good.

Obviously, this old lady has angered someone.

Sure enough, Sikong Mingyue stared at Fengyun Laozu with a determined gaze, "I will definitely avenge the grudges of my father and brothers today!"

She had no intention of negotiating with the other party, and her attitude was particularly clear.

However, Fengyun Laozu thought she could control her, "Since that's the case, then go ahead and kill me first!"

After saying that, she stood directly at the forefront, with an especially dominant attitude.

Clearly, she had a hold on Sikong Mingyue and knew that she was not the kind of cold-blooded person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to seek revenge for her father and brothers.

She guessed correctly, but looking at her appearance, Sikong Mingyue did not make a move.

After all, she had been raised by her for more than ten years, so she couldn't bring herself to do it.

But this doesn't mean that she won't stop.

She glanced at Ye Wushang and said, "Husband!"

Seeing this, Ye Wushang glanced at her with indifference in his eyes and gave a faint smile.

Seeing Ye Wushang's smile, Fengyun Laozu suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, with a wave of Ye Wushang's hand, a tremendous force had already swept her aside.

At this moment, she couldn't even move.

Seeing this, Sikong Mingyue didn't waste any words and directly began to fight with her spear.

Wherever the spear went, it was like a startled dragon. Whether it was the Grotto-Heaven Realm or other realms, they were no match for her.

Seeing that the backbone of the Sikong family was becoming fewer and fewer, a king couldn't bear it any longer.

"Outrageous! Sikong Mingyue, stop!"

This king-level expert of the Fourth Heaven soared into the air, wanting to stop Sikong Mingyue and take her down.

But before he could make a move, he felt a tremendous killing intent sweeping towards him.

He glanced over and saw Ye Wushang looking at him coldly, one hand controlling Fengyun Patriarch, the other hand tightly clenched, a fist striking the air.

Emperor Grade martial skill, the Fist of the Shattered Heavens, unleashed with one punch, sweeping across thousands of miles.

In an instant, endless fist power condensed, carrying the awe-inspiring sight of shattering the heavens, and struck towards him.

Although he had only cultivated to the first level, his combat power was still terrifying to the extreme. With the strength of his body, this punch would make even the peak kings tremble in fear.

With a horizontal punch, this King of the Fourth Heaven did not hesitate to make his move, using his strongest killing move.

Unfortunately, under this punch, his move was as fragile as a child, easily shattered.

The long fist carried an earth-shattering divine might, breaking his divine fist and killing him with one punch.

"No~~!"

Boom!

With a deafening sound, this King was directly blown up by Ye Wushang's punch, blood mist splattering the sky, blood flowing incessantly.

Countless people were chilled and terrified by this scene.

Fengyun Patriarch was restricted in mid-air by Ye Wushang. Seeing this scene, her eyes widened and she couldn't speak.

Witnessing the explosion of a patriarch-level king in her own clan, especially with the blood mist appearing around her, she felt as if her blood was stagnating, as if it was being blown up along with him.

This scene before her completely washed over her heart.

She fainted directly from the fright in just a few breaths.

Seeing her faint, Ye Wushang ignored it and directly sent a wave of spiritual energy into her body, protecting her pulse.

As the true ancestor of Sikong Mingyue, as long as Mingyue is not ruthless, he will not take action.

Sikong Qianjun's eyes narrowed, revealing endless fear and shock in his gaze.

This king of the Fourth Heaven is only slightly weaker than the others who came. He can defeat the opponent, but he cannot kill them, and the opponent can even escape calmly.

But even such a king, in front of Ye Wushang, didn't even have a chance to make a move and was killed on the spot.

For a moment, a complex feeling of regret gathered in his eyes.

But at this moment, everything is too late.

Even Fengyun Patriarch cannot stop Sikong Mingyue, and her attitude is particularly obvious.

Finally, Sikong Haoran, he can't count on him either.

According to the news from the family, Sikong Haoran has already been accepted as the direct disciple of a divine-level ancestor.

With his status, as long as he opens his mouth, there will definitely be emperors or even powerful beings in the divine realm willing to come and save the Sikong family as a personal favor.

But obviously, they don't want to speak up at all.

Compared to Sikong Mingyue's deep affection and loyalty to her father and brothers, persisting for more than ten years, and seeking revenge,

Looking at Sikong Haoran's cold-bloodedness, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of creature the family had raised.

Finally, he took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "Stop, Sikong Mingyue, I agree to your request!"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Mingyue finally stopped the slaughter and looked at him coldly, saying, "Since that's the case, then you can personally take action!"

Hearing this, Sikong Qianjun also took a deep breath and struck out with a palm.

Boom!

In an instant, the entire Sikong family, including those above the Violet Palace realm, were directly suppressed and all killed.

Witnessing this scene, the few remaining kings by his side were filled with fear and horror.

Whoosh!

Without any hesitation, they immediately flew into the air, intending to break through the space and leave.

Seeing this, Sikong Qianjun could only turn his gaze to Ye Wushang beside him and said, "I'm counting on you!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wushang did not reply, but simply said, "Hush!"

In an instant, the surrounding void became stagnant, and the several kings were unable to escape through the Shattering Void.

Immediately after, Ye Wushang raised his hand like a knife and struck down in mid-air.

Swish!

A cold light burst from his palm, turning into endless sword light. Under the condensation of his sword intent, it struck horizontally towards the several kings ahead.