Chapter Six: Who Exactly Are You?

At this moment, Bai Yufan felt as if he were losing his mind.

He glared fiercely at Feng Xiu and demanded, "What right do you have to marry my Lingxuan?"

Hearing Bai Yufan’s cold and harsh tone, Bai Lingxuan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for him. The young man standing before him was none other than the Emperor of the Demon Race, the Demon God Emperor himself!

Fortunately, Feng Xiu did not destroy Zhennan Pass with a single blow due to Bai Yufan's disrespect.

"My strength has reached the ninth rank," Feng Xiu said calmly.

To be precise, he was a ninth-rank, ninth-level powerhouse with over 900,000 units of internal spiritual energy and over 700,000 units of external spiritual energy—the second strongest on the continent. The first strongest was now Feng Yun.

These few words alone left Bai Yufan stunned. "Wait, what did you say?"

Ninth rank? And he looked so young? Was he trying to pull his leg?

"How old are you?" Bai Yufan’s tone finally softened slightly.

"Twenty-something," Feng Xiu replied succinctly, sticking to the cover story they had prepared.

"T-twenty-something? Ninth rank?" Bai Yufan was shocked once more. At that moment, he felt his worldview crumbling. It was a joke; how could someone be ninth-rank in their twenties? He was nearly a hundred years old and still only an eighth-rank!

"Honesty is a virtue; don't try to deceive an old man like me," Bai Yufan said sternly.

Bai Lingxuan immediately stepped forward to smooth things over. "Grandfather, Brother Feng is indeed ninth-rank, and he is indeed only in his twenties."

Bai Yufan fell into deep thought. His granddaughter would not lie to him. But he had never heard of any newly emerged ninth-rank geniuses among the various Temples recently. Still, given these excellent personal credentials, it wouldn't be impossible for him to be a match for his granddaughter.

Bai Yufan’s tone and expression became much kinder as he looked at Feng Xiu. "What is your name, where is your home, and what is your family background?"

Judging by his stance, he would not stop until he had gotten to the bottom of everything.

Feng Yun, who had remained silent from the start, finally spoke. "Temple Master Bai, I am Feng Ling’s sister. We come from a reclusive family, so there is no need for you to investigate; none of the six Temples will have any records of our identities." To be safe, Feng Yun made up an identity and only used Feng Xiu’s alias.

"As for our family background..."

Feng Yun smiled slightly. "Temple Master Bai, these are the betrothal gifts we have prepared. You may take a look."

With that, she produced a spatial ring and handed it to Bai Yufan. He took the ring from Bai Lingxuan and, upon inspecting it, was utterly astounded. The treasures inside were so abundant they were enough to blind him! The ring contained pills, demon crystals, and even a light-attribute spiritual stove. The pills and crystals were at least seventh-rank, with no shortage of ninth-rank items.

These were all items unsuitable for the Demon Race—mostly light-attribute—but they were priceless treasures to humans. Even the entire Priest Temple could not produce so many treasures at once.

Bai Yufan looked at Feng Xiu and Feng Yun in shock. This... this was a grandson-in-law who was wealthy, talented, and handsome! And these were in-laws with a terrifying fortune!

Looking at the happy expression on his granddaughter’s face, Bai Yufan finally relented. He sighed, "Fine, fine, fine. I agree to your marriage, alright? As your grandfather, all I want is for you to be happy. If this boy dares to bully you in the future, tell me, and I will risk this old life of mine to stand up for you!"

As he spoke, he glared at Feng Xiu again. It was no use; he was still annoyed!

Bai Lingxuan: ...
Feng Xiu: ...
Feng Yun: ...

Bai Lingxuan suddenly felt a sense of relief. It was fortunate that Bai Yufan was her grandfather; if anyone else had spoken to the Demon God Emperor like that, they would have been crushed into dust by a flick of his finger.

"Lingxuan is the only love of my life, and I will treat her well," Feng Xiu replied with unwavering firmness.

Bai Yufan was still annoyed by Feng Xiu, so he simply ignored him and turned to Feng Yun. "For the time being, you should stay here, and we can discuss the details of the wedding."

Shortly after, Bai Yufan felt troubled. Although his family was part of the Priest Temple's leadership, he could not gather a dowry as precious as the betrothal gifts he had just seen!

Feng Yun nodded slightly and said calmly, "Let the wedding between Feng Ling and Lingxuan be held here. Afterward, once Lingxuan returns to our family, we will hold another ceremony for her."

Bai Yufan certainly could not attend a wedding in the Demon Capital. Therefore, after discussing it with Bai Lingxuan, Feng Xiu decided to hold a wedding in both the Demon Capital's Heart City and at Zhennan Pass.

Bai Yufan’s brows furrowed slightly. "What kind of family do you come from? Why so mysterious?"

"My apologies, but that cannot be disclosed," Feng Yun said calmly.

To avoid a slip-up, Bai Lingxuan immediately stepped in. "Grandfather, I know Brother Feng and Sister’s identities, but I am sorry, I cannot tell you either." She then lowered her voice. "However, I can reveal this: they come from a family of gods."

Gods? Bai Yufan was slightly startled. As a senior member of the Priest Temple, he knew what the concept of gods entailed. The Priest Temple’s secret realm, the Dreamy Paradise, was a blessing left behind by a god. If they came from a family of gods, it might explain why they were so generous.

"I understand," Bai Yufan nodded. At the same time, worry crept into his heart. His family could not compare to a family of gods. If his granddaughter were bullied or wronged in the future, what could he do? Could he, an eighth-rank, stand against a god?

He looked up and saw the happy smile on Bai Lingxuan’s face and the deep love in Feng Xiu’s eyes. He could only hope that his granddaughter had chosen a good man.

Following this, the three of them stayed at the pass. Feng Yun and the others took the time to explore Zhennan Pass, and the news that the Priest Temple's pride, Bai Lingxuan, was to be married soon spread throughout the city. The senior members of the Priest Temple were all curious about who had won her heart and how handsome he might be. When they learned of Feng Xiu’s age and rank, they all began to harbor thoughts of recruiting him.

After a month of preparations, the wedding of Feng Xiu and Bai Lingxuan was held at Zhennan Pass. It was an incredibly grand affair. The guests included high-ranking members of the Priest Temple and many leaders from other Temples who had come to offer their congratulations.

The current Temple Master of the Priest Temple, Ling Yuan, also arrived in person to support Bai Yufan and offer his blessings to the couple. Feng Xiu and Feng Yun followed local customs, both wearing traditional Priest Temple ceremonial robes for the wedding. The proceedings were somewhat tedious, and the day soon came to an end.

That evening, the current Temple Master, Ling Yuan, could no longer contain himself and approached Feng Xiu. A ninth-rank! A ninth-rank in his twenties! No matter what, he had to recruit him!