After You Broke Off the Engagement, I Broke Through Twelve Realms in a Single Day! - Chapter 49:

Chapter 49: Scared to Death:

Xiao Wuhen’s face turned ashen. Suddenly, he shouted hysterically, “It’s fake! It must be fake! Don’t let him deceive you!” He clutched at Zhao Yang’s trouser leg like a drowning man grasping at a lifeline and cried in panic, “Senior Brother Zhao, do you remember? Thirty years ago, Elder Tan mentioned that an old Martial Saint had fallen in this world, and among his relics was a True Inheritor’s token. This wretch must have gotten lucky and picked it up, using some sinister method to alter the information!”

“You must not believe him, don’t fall for his trickery!”

His words caused the kneeling disciples to exchange glances and whisper among themselves.

“I’ve heard Master say the same thing before. Before coming to this small world, he even reminded us to search for the relics of that Martial Saint.”

“What Xiao Wuhen says makes sense. If the Heavenly Profound Sect had appointed a True Inheritor, we would surely have heard of it.”

“But the token can’t be forged. If it were so easy to counterfeit, would the Heavenly Profound Sect let it stand?”

“Hard to say. Let’s wait and see how the senior brothers handle this.”

…

Senior Brother Zhao glanced at Li Feng, hurriedly lowered his head, and said hesitantly, “Junior Brother Xiao, be careful with your words! The True Inheritor’s token bears the Heavenly Profound Sect’s mark; it’s not something that can be forged.”

“Why not?” A crazed look flashed in Xiao Wuhen’s eyes. “Think about it—if he really were a True Inheritor, why have we never seen him at the sect? Why is his cultivation only at the 9th stage Martial Sovereign Realm? More importantly…” He lowered his voice, transmitting his words to Zhao Yang, “Think carefully, Senior Brother. If we can take him down, not only will we obtain the Heaven and Man Mirror, but we’ll also gain the favor of the Saintess. That fallen Martial Saint was her biological father!”

At the mention of “Saintess,” many disciples’ eyes gleamed with greed and obsession.

The Heavenly Profound Sect’s Saintess, Yao Xi, was not only unmatched in cultivation but also stunningly beautiful. To earn her favor and marry her would be akin to saving a hundred years of struggle!

Li Feng watched their despicable behavior coldly, sneering inwardly.

He was about to speak when he sensed something and looked up at the sky.

A multicolored glow descended from the heavens, accompanied by the clear sound of a phoenix cry. Within the glow, a graceful figure floated down.

She wore plain white garments, her features delicate as a painting, her skin fair as snow, and her body was enveloped in a misty divine radiance, like a celestial maiden descending to the mortal realm.

“S-Saintess!” All the disciples trembled violently, prostrating themselves on the ground.

Yao Xi’s gaze was cold as she swept over them. She spoke calmly, “Li Feng’s position as a True Inheritor was personally bestowed by me. You dare commit insubordination—your crime deserves death.”

She lightly waved her jade hand, and a chilling sword light shot into Xiao Wuhen’s body. Before he could react, his eyes widened, and he died instantly.

“You all raised your hands against him too. Fortunately, the mistake wasn’t yet irreversible, so you are spared death but not punishment.” Without changing expression, Yao Xi waved her hand again, releasing several more sword lights.

The sword lights flashed faster than falling stars, dazzling the eyes. In an instant, everyone who had attacked Li Feng let out shrill cries as the sounds of their dantians shattering echoed. Their cultivation was completely destroyed in the blink of an eye!

“Thank you, Saintess, for sparing our lives!”

These disciples, now crippled, showed no resentment. Instead, they knelt and kowtowed in gratitude, not daring to breathe heavily.

This alone showed how ruthless the seemingly ethereal Saintess truly was—and how difficult it was to survive once she took action.

Li Feng didn’t know how shocked these disciples were at this moment.

The Heavenly Profound Sect had three Saintesses and two Holy Sons. Each of them could personally appoint three True Inheritors to be their followers and protectors.

Moreover, it was customary that the Holy Sons and Saintesses would choose their Dao companions from among their followers.

Until now, Yao Xi had not appointed a single True Inheritor, but now she had bestowed that position upon Li Feng.

This meant Li Feng had a very high chance of becoming Yao Xi’s Dao companion!

Yao Xi was not just a Saintess—her Yao family was second only to the Blessed Land in the Great Zheng Empire.

The Yao family was guarded by three Martial Saints and controlled more than a dozen cave-heaven resources. Yao Xi, a descendant with a Profound-grade Spirit Body, was essentially the Young Matriarch of the Yao family and its future leader.

If Li Feng, a native of this small world, could marry her, it would be like a sparrow ascending to become a phoenix!

Li Feng stood there unharmed, noticing the disciples’ expressions of awe, envy, and jealousy directed at him, though he found it baffling.

I became a True Inheritor based on my strength and talent—what’s there to be envious about?

He turned his gaze to the legendary Saintess before him, feeling a strange emotion stirring in his heart.

Li Feng had seen Yao Xi before but had never witnessed her fighting. He hadn’t expected her to be so decisive and cold-blooded. For a moment, he felt completing the mission of gaining her favor would be very difficult.

Suddenly, the Heaven and Man Mirror in his dantian started trembling uncontrollably, resonating subtly with Yao Xi’s aura.

Yao Xi seemed to sense something. A glint of admiration flashed in her beautiful eyes as she gazed deeply at Li Feng.

“The Heaven and Man Mirror has recognized you as its master. I hope you won’t disgrace it. Otherwise, I will take it back.” Her red lips parted lightly, her voice calm but carrying immense pressure.

“I wouldn’t dare slack off. I will cultivate diligently and not tarnish its or Senior Yao Yun’s name!” Li Feng immediately cupped his fists respectfully, solemnly promising.

Yao Yun was Yao Xi’s father, a Martial Saint who had perished in this very world.

In fact, this desolate cave-heaven existed because Yao Yun had fallen here. His essence, spirit, and energy scattered in this place, creating a cave-heaven.

[Because you gained Yao Xi’s favor, you obtained a fortuitous encounter. To repay this encounter, Yao Xi’s favorability toward you must reach 100 points. Current favorability: 50/100.]

As Li Feng made his vow, a line of small text appeared before his eyes. Without him realizing, Yao Xi’s favorability toward him had reached 50 points.

When he first met Yao Xi, offering her the Heaven and Man Mirror and the Heaven and Man Record had earned him 30 points. Just now, he gained another 20 points.

But he didn’t know what had caused the additional 20 points.

“A real man should be unyielding. Your refusal to bow to Xiao Wuhen and the others proves that neither I nor the Heaven and Man Mirror made a mistake in choosing you.”

Admiration flashed in Yao Xi’s beautiful eyes. She looked at Li Feng with a rare smile. “Humble beginnings are no shame; being unbending is the mark of a true man.”

“Your Highness flatters me,” Li Feng responded humbly with a bow.

Now he understood where the favorability points had come from—Yao Xi had been observing him secretly all along.

No wonder she appeared just in time to rescue him.

Not far away, Zhang Batian groggily regained consciousness. When he saw Yao Xi smiling at Li Feng, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted again.

It was unbelievable! The cold and aloof Yao Xi, known as the Iceberg Saintess, who never smiled at any man, was now smiling at Li Feng!

This time, what flowed from Zhang Batian’s trousers was not only urine but also foul-smelling filth.

If Li Feng truly married Yao Xi, Zhang Batian wouldn’t just lose his clan—he might not even enter the cycle of reincarnation!