Meeting the Carefree Divine, King Wu on the Verge of Breakthrough

[The second matter was rather awkward.]

[When you went missing, the Holy Land once thought you had died in the spatial turbulence.]

[Therefore, they initiated a new selection for the Holy Son and Holy Maiden.]

[Since it was a backup plan, they removed the age limits and sped up the process.]

[Not long ago, the candidates were finalized, and they were just waiting for God Xiaoyao to help them break through to the Martial King realm.]

[But now, you have returned.]

[Now, whether the new candidates or the old candidates should be chosen has caused conflicts among the various inheritances of the Holy Land, and it had to be resolved today.]

[The Holy Son and Holy Maiden would receive a tilt in the Holy Land's resources, which would bring a period of prosperity to their respective inheritances as well.]

[Therefore, among the eighteen inheritances, no one was willing to yield to anyone else.]

[Just then, a burly, short, and dark-skinned man spoke up.]

["Seniors! Why argue? Let me fight these old candidates. Whoever wins gets to be the Holy Son! Holy Maiden, don't you agree?"]

[This burly man was named Xing Rong, and he was exactly the newly selected Holy Son of the Holy Land.]

[From his toad-like mouth, garlic-bulb nose, and prominent ears, it was clear that the Holy Land truly recruited talents without sticking to one pattern and absolutely did not judge a book by its cover, even for the Holy Son who represented the face of the Holy Land.]

[Xing Rong proposed a martial duel and even dragged in the Holy Maiden who was selected alongside him.]

[After some discussion, the masters of the various inheritances felt that this was the only way to convince the masses.]

[On the arena, Xing Rong held a Bagua Xuanhua Axe. The weapon was incredibly heavy; just resting it on the arena caused the marble floor to crack.]

[Xing Rong pointed at you, Long Yang, and the others.]

["Hey! Which one of you is the Holy Son from the last selection?

Come up! Exchange some moves with me!

We're all men here; these things should be settled with fists. What's there to argue about!"]

[Long Yang went up.]

[Baili Su also went up.]

[The few male candidates who survived and returned from the foreign world all went up.]

[Xing Rong was confused.]

["What are you doing! So many seniors are watching, are you going to gang up on me? I thought we agreed on a one-on-one!"]

[Long Yang and the others didn't go up to fight.]

[Baili Su patted Xing Rong's weapon.]

["Good weapon... When traveling, your family elders must have given you some life-saving artifacts, right?"]

[Long Yang adjusted Xing Rong's collar.]

["Xing Rong, oh Xing Rong, how should I describe this... Make sure you protect yourself well."]

[The other male candidates also offered their earnest advice.]

["Whether you become the Holy Son or not isn't that important; your life is what matters."]

["If you can't beat him, don't just yell surrender, he might not listen. You have to run immediately, understand? The High Priest and the others will save you."]

["Good luck, try to last a few more moves, don't lose too ugly."]

[Xing Rong was completely baffled.]

["Are you guys sick in the head! Are we fighting or not?!"]

[Long Yang, Baili Su, and the others stepped back in unison, clearing the arena.]

[You walked out from among them.]

["Your opponent is me!!"]

[Xing Rong still hadn't realized the severity of the problem at this time.]

["If it's you, then it's you! Why are you yelling so loud!"]

[A few minutes later.]

["Ah!!! Big brother, spare my life!! I was just speaking too loudly!!!"]

[Xing Rong was sent flying by you.]

[He flew into the distant sea, making a huge splash, and was then chased back to shore by the sharks in the water.]

[The entire venue was dead silent.]

[With overwhelming strength, you completely crushed the new Holy Son chosen by the Holy Land.]

[And anyone with a discerning eye could tell you had held back a lot, otherwise Xing Rong would have been decapitated long ago.]

[Dongfang Shuo had a smile on his face.]

[Compared to Xing Rong, you, with your regular features and tall figure, were obviously much more suited to be the Holy Son.]

[Not to mention, your comprehensive strength was undisputedly the number one of this generation.]

[It was just that you were a bit old.]

[But this wasn't a problem. Once you broke through to the Martial King realm and gained two hundred years of lifespan, your youth would return.]

[Subsequently, Wu Yue walked onto the arena, pointing her sword at the new Holy Maiden.]

["I will challenge you first!"]

[The new Holy Maiden smiled awkwardly.]

["Then, then what's there to fight, I don't want to be chased by sharks..."]

[The new Holy Maiden conceded, handing over the position of Holy Maiden.]

[She thought Wu Yue was just as powerful as you, even guessing that those of you who went to the foreign world might have had some fortuitous encounters that drastically increased your combat power, so she completely lost her fighting spirit.]

[Although there were two other female candidates who returned with you, they knew they were no match for Wu Yue and also abstained.]

[Finally, after years of twists and turns, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Xiaoyao Holy Land for the next sixty years were confirmed to be you and Wu Yue.]

[Standing on the rainbow jade steps at the coronation ceremony for the Holy Son and Holy Maiden.]

[You casually glanced back, seemingly catching sight of that wealthy young master who loved to blush. He stood at the bottom of the steps, waving at you from afar, expressing his congratulations to you and Wu Yue.]

["Brother Wang Mingbai, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations and will lead the Human Realm through this tribulation!"]

[After the ceremony ended, Dongfang Shuo asked the two of you to stay behind.]

["God Xiaoyao is waiting for you two. Quickly come with me to see him."]

[You originally thought God Xiaoyao would make an appearance on such a solemn occasion.]

[But from start to finish, it was still High Priest Dongfang Shuo hosting, while God Xiaoyao, the Holy Lord of the Xiaoyao Holy Land, was nowhere to be seen.]

[Until this moment, you could finally go see him.]

"Meeting God Xiaoyao means it's time to break through to the Martial King realm, right?"

In reality, Chen Yi began to look forward to it.

This time, it would be a true Martial King!

Moreover, with a longer lifespan, the Eternal Half-Emperor trait would take effect again, directly boosting him to a Martial Saint!

[Dongfang Shuo led you and Wu Yue to a beautiful island with stunning scenery.]

[The sunlight here was bright, the climate pleasant, and the gentle sea breeze was refreshing and relaxing.]

[By the shore was a coconut grove, and a handsome man in green clothes was lying on the beach, sunbathing.]

["Oi—Shuo, over here, over here!"]

[The man remained lying in the sand but waved in your direction, his expression looking even sunnier and more cheerful than the sun in the sky.]

["He is God Xiaoyao?"]

[You couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt.]

[Dongfang Shuo smiled.]

["Is he not carefree enough?"]

["That actually makes a lot of sense..."]

[You remembered that God Xiaoyao's full name was Dongfang Xiaoyao, and couldn't help but look at Dongfang Shuo.]

["High Priest, you and God Xiaoyao are..."]

["I am his 679th generation descendant."]

[So it turned out this Xiaoyao Holy Land was actually a family business.]

[But based on your understanding of the Xiaoyao Holy Land, there really weren't many people surnamed Dongfang in the Holy Land.]

[Among the eighteen inheritances, not a single island master was surnamed Dongfang.]

[It was evident that God Xiaoyao's descendants didn't spread their branches across the entire star domain like Old Shen's did.]

[There were very few members of the Dongfang family.]

[Dongfang Shuo led you in front of God Xiaoyao, and he bowed respectfully.]

"Divine Venerable, this junior has brought forth this generation's Holy Son and Saintess for your inspection."