Just invincible, the reincarnation wife asked me to give her inheritance

Chapter 141 This son-in-law, there's no doubt about it.
"Fine, fine, you asked for this yourself, Xuan Yuan Chang Ge can't blame me!"

The Holy Son of Fengxian strode forward, drew the Fengxian Sword directly from the space, and unleashed a terrifying sword aura.

The strength of the early stage of Core Formation was also fully activated.

This showed no intention of holding back; every move was a killing blow, once again eliciting gasps from many members of the royal family.

boom!
A thousand-foot-long sword shadow condensed and slashed straight at Luo Li, distorting space along its path.

But in the next moment, an aura emanated from Luo Li that made everyone instantly pale.

With just a slight raise of his hand and a flick of his orchid-like finger, he shattered the thousand-foot sword shadow. As he took another step, immortal magic was activated, revealing a huge azure lotus Dao seal!

"Mid-stage Core Formation?"

Fengxian Shengzi's expression changed drastically, and an endless chill suddenly rose in his heart.

He hurriedly urged the Fengxian Sword to resist, but his strength was insufficient to unleash its true power. He was immediately struck by the Qinglian Dao Seal, which made his tiger's mouth go numb and caused the sword to slip from his hand.

His pupils reflected Luo Li's calm face, and then the finger containing the power of the mid-stage Core Formation stage landed on his forehead.

"This will teach you a lesson. If you continue to cause trouble for Changge, I will come again."

The whispered voice drifted into his ears, and the Holy Son of Fengxian trembled all over, spitting blood from his seven orifices. He was sent flying backward and crashed into the palace, instantly falling into a coma.

This scene caused Xuan Yuan Yunlong, who was standing next to him, to freeze in place.

Looking around at all the members of the Xuanyuan royal family, a deathly silence fell over them.

They all stared at Luo Li's figure, feeling the fluctuations of her mid-stage Core Formation realm emanating from her body, and were all shocked.

Mid-stage Core Formation at fifteen years old!

Rumbling--

At the summit of the heavens, numerous powerful beings from the Eighth Meridian immediately manifested, all of whom sensed that the Holy Son of Fengxian was injured and had fallen into a coma.

"The Holy Maiden of the Azure Lotus!"

A furious shout rang out; it was from an elder of the Fengxian Sect, a Nascent Soul stage protector, who immediately appeared from the hidden space.

Instinctively, he felt the urge to teach Luo Li a lesson.

"It's best if you don't interfere in the competition among the younger generation."

The might of heaven rolled on, and the patriarch of the eighth lineage opened and closed his Dharma body, causing the Nascent Soul stage protector's expression to change repeatedly in shock.

This commotion also caught the attention of Xuan Yuan Wu Hui, who was in the Imperial Garden. He frowned slightly, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Within the range of his divine sense, he saw his own daughter defeating the Holy Son of Immortals.

"When did Luo Li reach the mid-stage of Core Formation? I didn't even notice?"

As soon as Xuanyuan Wuhui finished speaking, Liu Yu immediately opened her divine sense and quickly saw the scene of the Eighth Vein Ancestral Land.

"Why did this girl go to find the Holy Son Fengxian?" Liu Yu was quite surprised.

"She must have gone there to solve Changge's problem."

A warm current flowed through Xuan Yuan Wu Hui's heart, both because of his mid-stage Core Formation strength and because Luo Li did not reject Chang Ge, but instead stepped forward to help him.

This son-in-law is probably a sure thing.

"The protector is about to make a move, you should go and see." Liu Yuxin became anxious.

"This is a matter between the younger generation. That Nascent Soul stage protector can't harm Luo Li, but..."

Xuan Yuan Wu Hui looked at the palace pavilion, his mind slightly heavy.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he sensed that the Holy Son of Chengtian was emanating a powerful aura.

……

Inside the ancestral land of the Eighth Vein, Luo Li remained remarkably calm despite facing questioning from the elders of the Fengxian Sect.

"Luo Li has met the Eighth Ancestor. I wonder if this elder of Fengxian Sect has any questions about this? Many people witnessed my contest with the Holy Son of Fengxian today, and we even signed a life-or-death agreement."

Her words spread, and the elders of Fengxian Sect gritted their teeth, wishing they could slap Luo Li to death.

But this is the Xuanyuan Immortal Dynasty, where competitions between juniors are common, so getting injured is not a problem.

If I were to actually get involved, that would be a huge problem.

Moreover, the death penalty agreement was personally proposed by the Holy Son. The fact that he wasn't crippled by a single blow already shows that Luo Li had held back. What else could he say?
And then there's the Eighth Ancestor of Xuanyuan, whose attitude is ambiguous and not so easily swayed. He still sides with the current emperor and is now blocking my way.

"Very well, it's because the Holy Son's skills are inferior. Take him away to heal his wounds."

The elder of Fengxian Sect felt a mix of emotions. He gave the order, and several attendants helped up the unconscious Fengxian Holy Son.

Then, he noticed something else, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Within the palace pavilion, a powerful, resonant energy slowly opened and closed.

As the Holy Son of Chengtian Immortal Sect stepped out, he instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

The powerful fluctuations released were suffocating.

"The Dao Seal of the Holy Maiden of Qinglian has become increasingly pure, showing the demeanor of inheriting the position of the next Abbot of Qinglian Temple. I wonder if I could also learn from her and broaden my horizons."

His words finally drew the attention of all the branch princes within their respective ancestral lands, their eyes turning solemn.

Many powerful elders also sent their divine senses.

The crowd erupted in uproar, and Luo Li also felt some pressure.

This Holy Son of Heaven displayed talent that was in no way inferior to his own.

His arms are adorned with rare Qilin Immortal Marks, a rarity in the Immortal Realm. He was born with the ability to cause the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to reverse itself, making cultivation as easy as drinking water. It is said that he entered the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm ten years ago, possessing extremely strong combat power.

In the outside world, he was already a prominent figure, a powerful immortal sect saint who was extremely rare to see in the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm in nearly a thousand years.

Now, his true realm has been hidden by the Immortal Lord Chengtian, and no one can discover it.

To defeat him, you must reveal all your strength.

However, this carries the risk of revealing one's exquisite aura and alerting the Heavenly Demon Lord's inherited forces.

Because she always had a portion of her power suppressing her exquisite aura.

While in the Imperial Garden, Liu Yu noticed this scene and her face paled instantly.

"The Holy Son of Chengtian has appeared! He entered the Nascent Soul stage ten years ago. You must think of something quickly!"

"I am the emperor of the Xuanyuan Dynasty. If I were to personally intervene and stop a competition, the impact would be too great."

Xuanyuan Wuhui sighed softly.

At this moment, I am also struggling internally.

That was, after all, his own daughter. Not only had her identity been replaced, but she had also been living in the Qinglian Immortal Temple for many years. For now, he could only watch helplessly and couldn't interfere.

A mix of feelings, including guilt and self-blame, welled up inside me.

But soon, both of them couldn't help but look towards the direction of the Crown Prince's bedroom.

After two months of seclusion without making any moves, Xuanyuan Changge also stepped out of the door and headed straight for the ancestral land of the Eighth Vein.

……

"Qinglian Saintess, I'm about to make my move."

The Holy Son of Chengtian remained indifferent, giving Luo Li no chance to refuse.

With the opening and closing of immortal magic, the body of the immortal beast Qilin was directly condensed, instantly triggering a raging cloud that swept towards Luo Li.

"There's nothing we can do but bear with it."

Luo Li prepared to use her mid-stage Core Formation technique to withstand this attack.

Unexpectedly, a figure in a yellow robe suddenly descended from the sky and blocked her way.

boom!
The Qilins collided, their phantoms disintegrated, and all their power was dissipated.

The figure in sight remained motionless, its black hair billowing in the strong wind.

"Long Song..."

Luo Li was slightly taken aback. Why had he come out of seclusion?
Ning Qingxuan gently patted the dust off his yellow robe and looked at the expressionless figure in the pavilion.

“The Holy Son of Chengtian is highly skilled. What merit do I, Luo Li, possess to be worthy of sparring with you? If the Holy Son of Chengtian thinks highly of me, then let me do it.”

(End of this chapter)