City Strongest Son-in-law

"What's the point of wasting so much time? What face do you have to say it? With so many useless things, wouldn't it be a waste of efficiency? "    

    

The light voice seemed to pause for a moment before ignoring the second voice. However, when it spoke, a hint of displeasure seemed to flash through the voice.    

    

"What do you think?"    

    

Martial Cultivator was stunned.    

    

Logically speaking, Holy Maiden should be the only one on the altar of the Sacred Grounds. Even the Martial Cultivator of the Sacred Grounds would normally not cultivate here.    

    

So many people …    

    

Before the Martial Cultivator could become suspicious, the owner of this voice automatically walked out and slowly appeared from the white mist.    

    

The woman had beautiful and exquisite facial features. However, the color of her facial features was very beautiful and alluring, with a kind of captivating beauty.    

    

However, the clothes he was wearing all over his body were very modern. He was even wearing a leather jacket with exquisite accessories and fashionable clothing.    

    

The pants were even ripped jeans with holes that had elements of the current trend. Although they were still very beautiful, it didn't seem to fit the immortal environment.    

    

The Martial Cultivator was suddenly struck dumb, and almost forgot what he wanted to say.    

    

The woman who came out glanced at Martial Cultivator lazily, a look of disdain flashing past her beautiful eyes.    

    

Holy Maiden, who was still on the altar, seemed unhappy.    

    

"Leave this place."    

    

Martial Cultivator's body trembled as he pointed at himself blankly, as though he was terrified.    

    

But then he realized it wasn't for himself.    

    

The woman's voice didn't seem to have any problems as she calmly replied.    

    

"Do you think I want to come back?"    

    

Holy Maiden's soft and gentle voice seemed to be completely enraged, and even the undulations in her voice had become much more severe.    

    

"Nangong Ling!" Do you know who you're fighting against? Again and again, my patience is limited! "    

    

Nangong Ling sneered.    

    

"You should worry about yourself first."    

    

After she finished speaking, Nangong Ling walked out decisively without a trace of hesitation. This was a sacred place that everyone looked forward to and worshipped.    

    

Martial Cultivator looked at Nangong Ling's back in a daze.    

    

Nangong Ling?    

    

If he remembered correctly, this person was the legendary son of Holy Maiden.    

    

He was also the next candidate to be the successor of Holy Maiden. Legend has it that she possessed an incomparable beauty. Seeing her today, it was indeed as expected.    

    

Martial Cultivator could not help but sigh deeply about what kind of great luck he had encountered today to actually be able to meet this legendary figure.    

    

Immediately after, Holy Maiden's soft voice rang out.    

    

"Alright, if you have something to say, then say it as soon as possible."    

    

Martial Cultivator snapped back to reality and immediately lowered his head respectfully.    

    

"Yes, Holy Maiden. Actually, it's like this. The eldest young master Nangong Shaan from the family is not in a good condition right now. I heard that the reason is because …"    

    

Then, Martial Cultivator recounted the whole incident of Nangong Shaan and Yu Ling to Holy Maiden without missing a single detail.    

    

Similarly, even Koo Beichen was not left out.    

    

Furthermore, Martial Cultivator described the fight between the two very clearly, because this was one of the two that went to suppress Koo Beichen with Nangong Shaan.    

    

Thinking about it, Martial Cultivator could not help but shiver all over. His eyes could not help but flash with a tinge of fear and what remained of his fear.    

    

"Sir Leelee, this Koo Beichen is a man with terrifying power. Even if Young Master Nangong Shaan was in his hands, he still easily lost …"    

    

In the thick fog, the owner of the light voice seemed to be silent for a long time.    

    

Martial Cultivator kneeled on the ground while trembling and the fear in his eyes did not fade for even a moment.    

    

After a long while, the light voice suddenly rang out again. This time, it was accompanied by a strange yet cold fury, despite the strong suppression …    

    

However, it was still completely exposed.    

    

"You said Nangong Shaan suffered a crushing defeat. Now, he is seriously injured in the family?"    

    

A deep sense of unease quickly swept across Martial Cultivator's heart.    

    

He didn't even know where this uneasiness came from, it was simply impossible to find.    

    

However, what Holy Maiden asked was a completely normal matter, and there was no way for him to not respond. He hurriedly lowered his head respectfully.    

    

"Holy Maiden's incident was actually an accident. We didn't expect Koo Beichen to …"    

    

Before the Martial Cultivator could finish his sentence, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened wide, and a red line of blood spread out from his white eyeball as he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

Martial Cultivator looked up at the center of the immortal mist with great difficulty.    

    

"Holy Maiden, why …"    

    

Before he finished speaking, the Martial Cultivator's aura became weaker and weaker. Very quickly, as if he had lost all his energy, he collapsed onto the ground. The light in his eyes slowly faded and he actually died.    

    

A sharp ice spear pierced straight through his chest, piercing through it ruthlessly.    

    

In the silence of the air, a voice filled with thick fury suddenly rang out, reverberating in this immortal mist filled with immortal energy.    

    

"Trash, how dare you do something like this at such a crucial moment!"    

    

Nangong Lan stood up abruptly. A trace of gloominess flashed across her beautiful eyes. Even the thick smoke couldn't hide its coldness.    

    

Nangong Lan gritted her teeth as a sinister light flashed across her eyes.    

    

"That piece of trash Nangong Shaan, I thought he had some ability and planned to focus on training him. I didn't expect him to do this for me so quickly!"    

    

If this had happened in a normal situation, Nangong Lan might not have been so angry. At least, she wouldn't have displayed that kind of attitude in front of others, and directly killed that Martial Cultivator.    

    

Nangong Lan was usually the best at putting on an act and was absolutely unwilling to go to his house even though she knew that he was capable of handling matters with his personnel and standing firmly. However, there was no way to hide his anger.    

    

Actually, it couldn't be blamed on Nangong Lan losing control of her emotions, because this was indeed a very sensitive time.    

    

The conflict between the Dragon-group of the clans and the powers of the nation had become more and more intense.    

    

Nangong Lan couldn't lose her combat ability even a little bit, which was the biggest loss for the family.    

    

Once the troublesome elites of the Dragon-group found an opportunity, the clan would not be able to develop further.    

    

The best thing that the clan could do was to preserve all of their combat abilities without any mishap.