Regardless of whether we can win the fight or not, we can't let a complete stranger take our daughter away.
"Aqi, don't rush, let the elder finish speaking."
The old man nodded in satisfaction, shook the floating dust, and stopped the space: "Your daughter has the only chaotic spiritual root in the world. Only with me can she be properly guided to cultivate. Otherwise, it would be a pity to waste such a good spiritual root."
"A chaotic spiritual root? Didn't Master say before that she had a heavenly spiritual root?"
The old man shook his head: "That's a limited understanding of this continent. The small world I inhabit, which you can also call the God Realm, contains many mysteries that not just anyone is qualified to know. Rest assured, Wanwan will be my only disciple and the only young master of the Qingxuan Divine Palace. No one will be able to bully her. Besides, with your senior brother and the young prince here, who can possibly bully Wanwan?"
Feng Qinghuang looked at him in confusion: "Didn't you say before that Qianxun was the young prince? Could he be a divine child?"
"You could also say that he is the youngest son of the previous God-King and Queen, and the current God-King is the young prince's older brother. The God-King and I have been searching for the young prince for hundreds of years, and I only found him in the mortal realm a few years ago."
Feng Qinghuang nodded: "We still don't know the elder's name."
The old man and the young man were both wrinkled: "I have lived for so many years that I have long forgotten my own name. Now in the God Realm, everyone calls me Lord Qingxuan."
Feng Qinghuang nodded, then turned to Feng Muwan.
"Wanwan, you heard what I just said. What are you going to do about it?"
Feng Muwan pondered for a moment: "Mother, I want to go, not for that high and mighty status, but because I want to improve my cultivation and become stronger. You just saw the cultivation levels of this old gentleman, my senior uncle, and Uncle Qianxun. That is exactly what I aspire to. So, please grant my request, Father and Mother. Please forgive your unfilial daughter."
After Feng Muwan finished speaking, she was about to kneel down and kowtow to her parents when Rong Qi pulled her up.
"Wanwan, since it's your own choice, your father and mother will definitely support you. However, in the Upper Realm, you'll have to work hard for everything yourself, as your father and mother can't reach you."
Feng Muwan nodded: "Don't worry, Father and Mother, I will take good care of myself. Besides, aren't they my martial uncles?"
The old man nodded: "Yes, yes, no one in the God Realm dares to bully my disciple, everyone can rest assured."
Feng Qinghuang bowed to Qingxuan Divine Lord: "Then we'll have to trouble you to take care of Wanwan from now on."
The old man gently helped Feng Qinghuang up: "It is my duty. Whether it is hundreds of years ago or hundreds of years from now, I will do it."
Seeing that Rong Qi and Feng Qinghuang had agreed, Qingxuan Divine Lord swept his whisk to remove the mortal aura from Feng Muwan's body, and then handed her a jade token.
"Little apprentice, this jade token is the young master's token of our Qingxuan Divine Palace, and inside there are gifts from your master, as well as a few divine beasts that are slightly stronger than the little guys you have. You must not lose them."
Feng Muwan bowed to Qingxuan: "Yes, disciple will obey Master's orders."
The old man thought for a moment: "Once you go to the realm of gods, you'll need a title of Immortal Lord. Wanwan, think about your own Immortal Lord title."
"Yes, Master."
Feng Qinghuang took a long breath: "Senior, please untie these people. Since you'll be staying here for a while anyway, you can stay at our house for now. Father and Mother haven't seen Third Senior Brother and the others in a long time."
The old man flicked his whisk and said, "We'll do as the host says."
Everyone present regained their mobility and were still in a daze, wondering if they had just missed something.
With a wave of his hand, You Bowu said, "Today's martial arts competition ends here. Everyone, go back and study."
After everyone had dispersed, Feng Qinghuang led them in a magic array to teleport them home.
This teleportation array was something Feng Qinghuang learned at the academy over the past few years. It has to be said, it's incredibly useful; going anywhere is effortless, though it does consume a bit of spiritual energy.
After returning home, Feng Qinghuang summoned her parents to the courtyard she had arranged beforehand. She was worried that with so many people in the Feng family, gossip might leak out, which would be a greater loss than a gain.
Feng Qinghuang recounted the events that had occurred at the academy to her parents, Rong Yuan, and Lin Yiran, since Wanwan had connections with both families.
Several elderly people, after hearing the story, were reluctant but mostly happy. Wanwan was so outstanding that even if she went to the God Realm, she would still be a dazzling existence. Why wouldn't they agree to it?
It's just a pity for this child, cultivating alone in the realm of gods, bearing all the hardships and toil on his own.
Feng Muwan didn't care about any of this. As long as she could cultivate properly, what did it matter if she suffered a little hardship or fatigue?
What she wants is strength, the ability to protect those she wants to protect!
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