Holy Son, Run! The Demon Empress Wants You as Her Consort! - Chapter 3:

Chapter 3: I’m Not Leaving, I Want the Empress

Lin Ze knew that once he broke the news, it would make his old man overjoyed! See, wasn’t he now even calling his son “father”?

“Father, I don’t want to take advantage of you. Just call me son again…”

“Call you my ass!” Lin Ruhai furiously grabbed Lin Ze’s ear and pressed him down again in front of the ancestral shrine. “You brat, you’ve caused a huge disaster!”

“Father, it was the Empress who said she wants to marry me. You’re about to have a Martial Emperor daughter-in-law. Aren’t you satisfied? Honestly, you’re being too greedy, old man.”

Lin Ruhai trembled with anger, “You know nothing! The Netherveil Empress is twisted by nature. Anyone who falls into her hands ends up either dead or tortured to madness.”

“There are even rumors that she slaughtered tens of thousands of people in just one day!”

“Three years ago, she went into cultivation deviation during training. The demonic flames burned her face, and she turned into a hideous monster.”

“If you marry her, your life will be worse than a dog’s!”

Lin Ruhai spoke earnestly, but Lin Ze grew even more excited. His face flushed, blood surging through his veins. No rivals meant no fear of falling out of favor!

Lin Ze corrected him, “It’s not that I’m marrying her. It’s that she’s taking me as her husband.”

“You unfilial brat!” Lin Ruhai smacked a knuckle on his head and cursed.

Lin Ze held the back of his head, “Father, she’s taking me as her husband. You can’t stop her.”

“It’s alright. I’m here for you.”

“You can beat her?”

“No, but I’ll definitely die before you.”

Lin Ze’s mouth twitched a few times.

“Son, let’s do this. I’ll send someone to escort you far away immediately. You go hide outside for a few years and come back quietly once the heat dies down…”

Even if the Netherveil Empress was ruthless and her face ruined, he had waited three long years for a match with heaven-defying talent. His moment to rise had finally arrived!

Besides, her body was incredibly soft. With the lights off, her looks didn’t matter at all—he’d already tested that personally.

At that thought, Lin Ze’s eyes welled up with tears. He suddenly stood up, straightened his back, and said resolutely, “I’m not leaving. I want her! Tomorrow, I’ll go to the Netherveil Continent and become her live-in husband.”

“What?” Lin Ruhai was stunned.

“Father, help me prepare a dowry and make me a groom’s outfit overnight. I want to wear it on the way there!”

Faced with a matter of lifelong importance, Lin Ze’s expression was sacred and solemn.

Lin Ruhai opened his mouth in disbelief, “Are you out of your mind? The Netherveil Empress is disfigured.”

He knew how picky his son was. Over the years, no woman had ever caught his eye.

Lin Ze looked determined, “I’m not superficial!”

“I just want her!”

“Besides, she’s coming to pick me up tomorrow. If she doesn’t find me, won’t she wipe out the Azure Spirit Holy Land in a rage?”

Lin Ze exaggerated on purpose, thinking his father would definitely give in.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ruhai was deeply moved.

His son was willing to sacrifice his happiness and compromise with the Netherveil Empress for the sake of the Azure Spirit Holy Land and the Lin family legacy.

If anyone dared say Lin Ze didn’t care about the bigger picture again, he’d slap them to death!

Lin Ruhai, moved to tears, wiped his eyes, “Son, say no more.”

“With such devotion, even if I die, it’s worth it.”

“If you couldn’t cultivate, I’d let you go. But now, you just broke through nine levels in one day…”

Before he could finish, a cracking sound echoed from Lin Ze’s body.

[Ding! Host’s cultivation has reached 1,000. Successfully advanced to 1st stage Martial Apprentice!]
[Next tier: 2nd stage Martial Apprentice requires 2,000 cultivation.]
[Host’s strength +1+1+1…]

My son is a genius!

At this moment, Lin Ruhai’s determination solidified.

“My son, you don’t need to sacrifice yourself. I’ll send you away. One day, when your cultivation reaches great heights, return and avenge me!”

“Er Hu, prepare the intercontinental flying sword and help the Holy Son escape!”

Lin Ze was stunned, “Father, I really want to marry the Empress!”

“My son, I understand your pain.”

You understand nothing!

Lin Ze trembled with anger. This useless father couldn’t even grasp a golden opportunity!

“I’m not leaving! I want the Empress as my wife…” Lin Ze wrapped all four limbs around a pillar, refusing to let go no matter what.

Lin Ruhai waved his hand, “Tie him up. Take the Holy Son away.”

“My son, I know your pain.”

“I #%￥@…”

“My son, I know your pain…”

Er Hu carried Lin Ze on his shoulder and dashed toward the intercontinental flying sword.

Intercontinental flying swords could cross an entire continent in just three or four days.

Lin Ze grabbed Er Hu, “Er Hu!”

“Holy Son!”

“We’re brothers!” Lin Ze said sincerely.

He had no choice. Er Hu’s thumb was already on the launch button. This brute was too dense—he wouldn’t listen to reason.

The worst part was, if he let Er Hu fly the sword, who knew where they’d end up tomorrow?

So Lin Ze had to coax and lie.

Er Hu was moved to tears, “Holy Son, I’m not worthy. I’m just a lowly guard by your side…”

Lin Ze interrupted, “If you’re my brother, then don’t block my road to riches!”

“My father’s just confused. You must help me. I can’t leave. I want to be with the Netherveil Empress, understand?”

“But why? She’s ugly and mean.”

Er Hu replied, “I don’t get it!”

Lin Ze’s eyes filled with tears as he grabbed Er Hu by the collar, “I waited three years, searched for three years, and finally bound a suitable target. The system’s points are right in front of me. I can’t miss this!”

Er Hu didn’t get it, “Holy Son, speak human language please.”

Lin Ze hugged his thick neck and gritted his teeth, “I heard you like the Ghostfire Flying Sword. I’ll get you one!”

Er Hu asked, “The newest model? The one that plays beats like ‘boom-chika-boom’?”

“I’ll buy it for you!”

Er Hu wiped his tears and howled, “The heavens may be vast, but no one is closer than the Holy Son; the earth may be deep, but no one treats me better than the Holy Son…”

“Enough nonsense! Sabotage the flying sword. I’ll find a place to hide tonight and wait for the Empress to pick me up at dawn.”

“Yes, Holy Son!”

…

The next day.

Lin Ze put on his robe and happily ran toward the mountain gate, only to be dumbfounded by the scene before him.

“Father, why did you call so many people?”

As he said, all the elders and disciples of Azure Spirit Holy Land were clad in spiritual armor, holding swords, ready for battle.

Lin Ruhai roared, “Why haven’t you left yet?!”

Lin Ze ran up to him, “Father, I must explain clearly. I really want to marry the Empress.”

“My son, I understand your—”

Bang!

Before he could finish, Lin Ruhai felt a heavy weight on his back, then was stomped to the ground by someone.

You Yiran descended from the sky and landed in front of Lin Ze.

She sounded slightly surprised, “Didn’t expect you to stay.”

“So be it! Come with me. I’ll marry you and protect you for life.”

“Is your family here? Do you need to say goodbye?”

Lin Ze tugged at the corner of his mouth and pointed under You Yiran’s foot, “My father is right under you.”

“???”