Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

People donned thick winter clothes, hats, and gloves, walking through the streets in the snow.

Their footprints were imprinted on the snow, leaving brief but beautiful traces, as if witnessing and cherishing this moment.

As night fell, the capital city was covered in a blanket of white.

On the brightly lit streets, snowflakes shimmered under the streetlights, like stars adorning the night.

Residents swept the snow from their doorways, bringing a touch of warmth and making people feel closer together.

This snowfall has captured the beauty of Beijing and etched the memories of everyone who has walked through it.

Observatory.

The old man called over his disciple.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Looking at the disciple before him, whose cultivation was even higher than his own, he swallowed back the words of reproach that were on the tip of his tongue.

"What's going on between you and the heir of the Marquis of Destruction?" The tone was relatively gentle.

"Master, you know?"

"..."

What do you mean I understand?

Now the whole capital knows, okay?

You two have made such a big fuss, do you want others not to know?

It's possible!

Seeing that his master's expression was not very good and he seemed to hesitate to speak, Li Hanqiu seemed to guess what was going on and immediately spoke first:

"Master, you don't want to break up this loving couple, do you? You can't beat me right now."

Grand Secretary: "..."

What a wicked disciple! He's actually learned to threaten his master.

"How could that be? You can decide your own marriage."

However, he couldn't stop the twitching at the corner of his mouth.

This is the tragedy of a disciple's cultivation surpassing that of their master.

"Thank you, Master."

"The Fan family lad isn't so bad, it's just that there are some things you might not know..."

The dwarf old man hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Master, what is it?"

The old man looked at his apprentice and finally sighed:

"You'll know some things later."

Li Hanqiu glanced at his master suspiciously, feeling that the old man had something to say, but swallowed it back down.

It must be a very important and crucial secret.

The most important thing definitely concerns Fan Zui.

Seeing her thoughtful expression, the old man hurriedly said:

"You'll know later. It's not the right time yet. Don't think about divination to avoid disaster."

It was rare for the old man to be so serious, and seeing how earnest he was, Li Hanqiu dared not be careless.

"Okay, I've written it down."

The old man sighed deeply, and then said:

“I have to remind you of something, that kid has another problem.”

"what is the problem?"

"There are too many women around him, as you've probably seen. This is just the beginning, and he already has quite a few women around him."

There will be more and more of them in the future, because he has such a terrible godfather…

Speaking of that old man, the Grand Secretary was speechless.

He'd love to kidnap any pretty woman his son could take home.

"Actually... I understand, but, Master, to be honest, what woman would like to share a husband with another man?"

But sometimes there's just nothing I can do; I really love him.

The old man sighed again, "There's another problem. He's destined to face a calamity, a calamity a thousand times, ten thousand times more difficult than the tribulation he faced in his youth."

At that time, all his women will inevitably have to fight together, and then, I'm afraid, only a handful will survive…

I fear that even one out of three will survive.

The old man didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was crystal clear.

Li Hanqiu's expression immediately changed. "Master, could you tell me what calamity this is?"

The Grand Master shook his head. “When the time comes, you will know. I only have one piece of advice: if you have really thought it through and made up your mind, then cultivate diligently.”

Your current strength is certainly impressive, but it's far from enough.

not enough?

Li Hanqiu's expression became uncertain.

She knew her master wasn't joking.

Even if you cultivate to the level of a terrestrial immortal, you may not be able to save your life.

The old man said meaningfully.

This time, Li Hanqiu's expression really changed, and it was quite serious.

There are only three immortal beings on land in this world.

What exactly happened...?

"Does he know?" Li Hanqiu asked.

The Grand Secretary shook his head slightly, "It's not the right time yet."

"You just said that Marquis Mieshi has been looking for beautiful women to take into Fan Zui's harem?"

The Grand Secretary nodded and said, "The harem? You can understand it that way. He did this to increase his chances of winning and to save that kid's life."

After a long silence, Li Hanqiu asked, "Master, how many people know about this?"

“Very few.” He paused for a moment, then added, “You only need to know about this matter; do not mention it to that boy, otherwise it may affect his Dao heart.”

Li Hanqiu nodded.

"News just came that the kid has agreed to lead the expedition and will be leaving soon. You should come along too."

After saying that, the old man hummed and said, "Soon, His Majesty will bestow a marriage upon you and send you off with the army."

"A marriage decree?" Li Hanqiu was slightly taken aback.

She vaguely sensed that the secrets behind Fan Zui were becoming increasingly complex.

As evening fell, news spread throughout the capital, something unbelievable.

His Majesty actually issued an edict appointing the youngest general, Fan Zui, the heir of the Marquis of Destruction, as Grand Marshal to lead the Destruction Army on an expedition.

He was granted the sword of heaven, which allowed him to act first and report later in any matter.

Furthermore, he bestowed another marriage upon this young marshal, betrothing the goddess in the hearts of all the men in the capital to the young marshal, so that they could go to war together.

The news caused an uproar as soon as it spread.

The border warlord betrayed the country and defected to the enemy, causing large swathes of territory to fall into enemy hands, and the army to collapse and retreat again and again.

At this point, would it be effective to appoint a young man as marshal?

Everyone felt utterly disheartened.

Chapter 251 [Seeking Advice from the Sword Master]

The Fan family mansion, a small world.

Amidst the icy snow, the sword's chilling light shone brightly in the night sky.

The two continued practicing their swordsmanship in the frigid environment.

A cold wind howled past, and snowflakes fluttered down, landing on shoulders and sword blades, as if adding a chilling atmosphere to the battle.

The two stood in the snow and ice, their eyes locked in a determined gaze, their sword intent burning brightly.

A man held a long sword, its blade covered with ancient runes, the tip of which was exceptionally sharp and carried an indescribable power.

With his exquisite swordsmanship and the power of ice and snow, the young man's every move was imbued with sword intent, seemingly capable of tearing through space and destroying the world.

The girl was dressed in pure white, holding a silver-white longsword, the blade of which seemed to radiate dazzling starlight.