Chapter 413

Chapter 413: A Mere Plaything, Serving with Her Looks
“Shao Yan!”

A cold voice came from the other side. The dark blue robe on the man who walked over showed off his tall, straight figure perfectly.

He came up, grabbed Huo Shao Yan by the collar, and said: “If you run around again, I will break your legs!”

“Cousin.”

Huo Shao Yan called out in a sulky voice. His arrogant air was crushed at once under the other man’s icy pressure.

“Sorry.”

The man lowered his voice and apologized to Yu Zhao, then dragged Huo Shao Yan away by the collar.

Huo Shao Yan did not dare struggle. He could only shout toward Yu Zhao: “My name is Huo Shao Yan! Remember this Young Master’s name!”

Yu Zhao glanced sideways at Li Yun and asked: “Who was that?”

At some point, a light blush had appeared on Li Yun’s face. “That is Shui Qiu Bai, Young Clan Heir of the Shui family. His mother and Young Heir Huo’s mother are sisters.”

Yu Zhao watched the direction the two of them left in, deep in thought.

Whether it was Huo Shao Yan or Shui Qiu Bai, both were clearly very familiar with the layout of the Feng Clan. It seemed the ties between these great Family Clans were far from simple.

Yu Zhao kept this in mind, then went back to the room with Xing Yu and Li Yun.

When someone came to say that the lucky hour had arrived, she went with the two maidservants to the place where the ceremony would be held.

There were even more guests today than yesterday. Everyone seated in the main seats was a ruler of their own territory.

Even though Yu Zhao had gone through many trials, her heart still beat faster in such a grand setting.

Thankfully, Feng Jiu Si had given her a reminder in advance, and the rituals of the Dual Cultivation ceremony were very simple.

Feng Jiu Si went on stage as the host and said a few polite words, then took Yu Zhao along to toast and thank all the guests.

At this time, Yu Zhao finally met Feng Jiu Si’s father, Feng Hao, the current Patriarch of the Feng Clan.

From their features alone, Feng Hao and Feng Jiu Si did not look much alike. Yet their bearing was almost the same, warm and gentle, like a spring breeze.

When he saw Yu Zhao, he looked very happy. With a wave of his big hand, he stuffed several heavy gifts into her hands. They were either pills that could raise her Cultivation Level or spirit herbs and Spirit Fruits that could be swallowed directly.

With so many people watching, Yu Zhao could not refuse. She could only smile and accept them.

“In the blink of an eye, my son is already married. Time spares no one. If A Xu were still here, I do not know how happy she would be.”

Feng Hao smiled as he spoke, but his tone changed, and his face was full of emotion.

The smile on Feng Jiu Si’s face faded. His gaze trembled: “Father…”

“Patriarch Feng and Madam Feng were deeply in love. It is a pity Heaven did not follow their wishes.”

“Yes, everyone knows Patriarch Feng and his Madam were a famous loving couple.”

“Immortal Maiden Liu Yun is blessed. The Young Heir will surely be like Patriarch Feng, a man of deep feelings.”

“…”

While the father and son of the Feng Clan silently grieved, the people around them whispered to each other.

When Yu Zhao had seen Feng Hao arrive alone, she had already guessed that Feng Jiu Si’s mother was no longer alive. The crowd’s talk now confirmed her guess.

“All right, today is a day of great joy. Why bring up such things?”

A middle aged man stood up, walked over in a bold, carefree way, and looked Yu Zhao up and down. Then he said: “Not bad,” and began to take out gifts.

It was more bottles of pills that were clearly very valuable at a glance.

Yu Zhao looked toward Feng Jiu Si. He nodded slightly: “This is Uncle Huo, Patriarch of the Huo Clan.”

“Thank you, Uncle Huo.”

“If I had known you would grow up so outstanding, I should have helped my brat set the engagement with you first! Ah!”

The Patriarch of the Huo Clan sighed and shook his head.

Yu Zhao’s smile did not change, but she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Before she could think it through, the other elders present also generously gave their meeting gifts.

She did not know if this was their usual custom, but the gifts they had prepared were all very similar. Most were pills that helped raise one’s Cultivation Level.

Yu Zhao felt that just with these pills alone, she could be pushed all the way up to the Divine Transformation Stage by sheer quantity.

Feng Jiu Si led her around in front of the Seniors. Her hands went soft from receiving gifts, and her face almost stiffened from smiling.

They finally left the seats of the Seniors. Just when Yu Zhao thought she could rest for a bit, a contemptuous gaze stabbed over like a sharp sword.

Yu Zhao looked over and saw a stunning young woman sitting behind a square table, as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom.

She was clearly sitting, yet her eyes carried a sense of being above everyone. When she noticed Yu Zhao looking her way, not only did she not restrain herself, she even let out a cold, disdainful laugh.

“A mere plaything, serving with her looks.”

Her voice was not too loud and not too soft, but it was enough for the people nearby to hear.

Feng Jiu Si, who had been chatting and laughing with others, changed his expression at once and shouted in a low voice: “Jin Yuan!”

Jin Yuan glared at him, unconvinced: “I am not wrong.”

“Jin Yuan, today is Feng Jiu Si’s big day. Do not cause trouble.”

Shui Qiu Bai also spoke, his voice cold.

Jin Yuan snorted in anger: “I am the childhood friend who grew up with you both, and you actually scold me for the sake of an outsider!”

Huo Shao Yan shook his folding fan and swayed his head: “You are wrong there. After Immortal Maiden Liu Yun marries Feng Jiu Si, she will not be an outsider. She will be an insider, hahaha.”

He amused himself with his own words and laughed a few times. When he noticed no one was joining in, he slowly fell quiet.

Jin Yuan, both angry and embarrassed, stood up: “Besides that face, she has nothing good about her! If you want to hold her up, that is your business. Do not drag me into it!”

With that, she stormed off.

The people around looked at each other, unsure whether they should go after her to comfort her.

Jin Yuan’s background and talent were among the best of their generation. In the past she had always been the one everyone revolved around.

“Do not go. It is time she learned her lesson.”

Feng Jiu Si rarely looked so stern. Naturally, no one dared go against him, and they could only let Jin Yuan leave.

From beginning to end, Yu Zhao did not say a single word. She did her best to play the part of Immortal Maiden Liu Yun.

At last, night fell.

When the toasting was over, Yu Zhao returned to the room to rest.

Because the ceremony would continue for three days, Feng Jiu Si stayed behind with Feng Hao to keep entertaining the guests.

Even though the wine prepared by the Feng Clan was mild fruit wine, Yu Zhao rarely drank and could not help feeling a little drunk.

She let Xing Yu and Li Yun go back first and sat alone in the small pavilion, letting the night wind sober her up.

Just as she was getting drowsy, a Battle Aura of Steel came at her from behind.

She reacted on instinct and used Blink Step to dodge.

When she saw the stone bench she had just been sitting on turn to powder, most of her drunkenness vanished at once.

She frowned and turned to look. The one who had launched a sneak attack was none other than Jin Yuan, who had mocked her not long ago.

“This is not where you should be. Get back to your place!”

In the dark of night, Jin Yuan’s eyes shone with a cold light as sharp as blades.

It was bone chilling.

Yu Zhao said calmly: “This has nothing to do with you.”

The coldness in Jin Yuan’s eyes grew even stronger. “If you do not leave, I will kill you.”

“You can try.”

“Fine, you asked for this.”

Jin Yuan’s lips curled in a mocking smile. She casually drew a Talisman Seal in the air.

Yu Zhao felt the space around her freeze. A strange, indescribable Battle Aura of Steel filled the air, striking every one of her nerves.

Countless scenes of slaughter rose up before her eyes.

Cold sweat poured down her back at once, and her expression turned weary.

“Jin Yuan! You are reaching too far!”