Primordial Cultivator

"Simple, we go in, we see, we kill." Yan Meixu shrugged as she didn't plan on wasting her time with a disgusting old man.

She was fine with people lusting after her because she knew her charm is unparalleled.

However, that doesn't mean she allowed others to try and force her to marry them to be their wife or concubine.

"Sigh, I mean what will you deal with the consequences if we kill Wang Jang," Yang Wei said, hoping to clarify his worries.

"Oh, you mean the retaliation of the Purple Scorpion Sect if Wang Jang dies?" Yan Meixu raised her eyebrow.

Yang Wei nodded his head.

Yan Meixu started giggling as she placed a hand in his chest. "You are overthinking too much about the importance of Wang Jang."

"What do you mean by that, Yan Meixu?" Su Mingixa suddenly interrupted as she tried to fling her vixen hand away from Yang Wei's chest.

Yan Meixu smoothly avoided her slap at her hand as she began drawing a circle around Yang Wei's chest as she explained.

"The Purple Scorpion Sect always invites multiple people to be their sect's elder and they wouldn't care if one or two of them managed to die. After all, they knew exactly what kind of people they invited."

And she continued, "Not to mention about the upcoming sect tournament that is going to take place soon. The Purple Scorpion Sect wouldn't waste their effort in a lowly city such as the Ling City."

Yang Wei held a gawking expression at Yan Meixu on her calculative thinking.

Yan Meixu seemed to have noticed Yang Wei's expression as she stared at him.

"Did you think I was extremely hot before on my explanation?" Yan Meixu teased.

However, to her surprise, Yang Wei nodded his head. "Un, I couldn't help but be impressed by your foresight in this matter, unlike mine."

Yang Wei couldn't help but start thinking about the situation as a whole and include variables before coming up with a conclusion.

He had been worrying about the retaliation of the Purple Scorpion Sect when there wasn't anything to worry about, to begin with.

"Fufu, I'm glad that you see a different perspective of me," Yan Meixu giggled as she rubbed her head closer to Yang Wei's shoulder.

Su Mingxia had stopped being petty as her mind wandered somewhere else.

'Right, the upcoming sect tournament and Yang Wei's inner disciple exam that is coming up soon. There's not much time left.' Su Mingxia exclaimed inwardly.

She clenched her fist as she decided to leave Ling City as soon as this incident was over. She didn't want to delay Yang Wei's training because of her impulsive decision in running from her family.

Sometime later, the carriage suddenly stopped as Cui Gang's voice echoed from outside.

"Y-Young Madam and sir, we have arrived at the Wang Clan." Cui Gang's tone was polite as he waited for a response.

"There seemed to be multiple servants in the Wang Clan preparing lanterns and fireworks. Does the young madam wish for us to massacre them?" Cui Gang then suggested as he knew Yan Meixu had no intention of marrying anyone here.

There was going to be a bloodbath in the Wang Clan today because they had messed with the wrong person.

"Hmm, let them live for now since they are just doing their job." Yan Meixu said enchantingly as she opened the door.

Yang Wei and Su Mingxia followed after Yan Meixu as they walked outside and glanced at the massive building from Wang Clan.

It wasn't a tall building but something similar to the great wall as it stretches in a long acre of land.

"This is the Wang Clan huh?" Su Mingxia said as she held a nonchalant expression.

It was clear that she wasn't impressed by the size of the Wang Clan. In fact, it seemed like Su Mingxia despised Wang Clan's building.

"A trash clan like this wants to force a marriage against someone beyond their boundary. The Wang Clan has truly made a name for themselves on how to put them in demise," Su Mingxia chuckled as she sneered.

"Aren't you a feisty little lass now?" Yan Meixu intervened as she commented on Su Mingxia's poisonous words.

Su Mingxia shrugged her shoulders. "Right back at you, Yan Meixu. I bet you want to shred every Wang Clan member into pieces."

Their eyes met each other as there seemed to be an invisible spark among them that was about to explode and create massive damage.

"I'm a side character. No one can see me," Yang Wei mumbled softly as he slowly took a step back in this development.

However, before he could even take another step, Su Mingxia and Yan Meixu soon glared at Yang Wei with a menacing gaze.

Yang Wei paled as he saw them waving their hands to make him go over to them. He sighed in defeat as he slowly headed over to them.

Suddenly, the atmosphere started to change as a menacing aura started to gloom over from the Wang Clan's building.

With a loud blast, a person started walking out as he held a lustful expression at Yan Meixu.

"My dear wife, it took you a while to arrive. I have been waiting for a long time," The person started laughing and stroked his white beard.

His wrinkles could be recognizable in his forehead and if he wasn't a cultivator then he would have been long dead, buried in a cold coffin.

Yan Meixu narrowed her eyes as she showed a disgusted expression. "Don't call me your wife when I have no intention of marrying you at all, Wang Jang."

And she continued, "I'm here to warn you to slice off your tongue and cripple your own cultivation base if you want to live along with the rest of the Wang Clan members."

Wang Jang suddenly laughed heartily at Yan Meixu's words but he wasn't offended in any way.

"Hahaha, whether you like it or not, today, you shall be my bride." Wang Jang then said as he increased his aura, creating a deadly pressure around him.