After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"Cousin, please don't misunderstand. I'm planning to break through to the Martial Venerable realm recently. I hope my mind will be clear and I can succeed in one go. Our marriage was arranged by our elders, which is not my wish. I hope you will grant my request and remove the shackles from my heart."

Ling Xue's attitude was good. She wanted to break through to the Martial Venerable realm and hoped that her mind would be unhindered. This marriage contract was indeed a constraint. If she did not resolve this psychological discomfort, she might fail to break through.

Chen Futu stared at Lin Tian curiously. Was he going to say something about fortunes changing every thirty years?

"Ling Xue, you can just say you look down on me. Coming to our door to annul the engagement is an insult to the Lin family!"

Lin Tian didn't quote the famous saying, but instead appeared very angry.

The elders of the Lin family did not insult him, the young master; instead, they united against him and glared angrily at Ling Xue.

Ling Xue's body trembled slightly, and she had her disciple bring up the gifts, which were all King-level pills and handy magical artifacts. "My cousin is about to break through to Martial King. I don't have much ability, so I can only offer these things as an apology."

"Take your things and get out! If anyone's going to call off the engagement, it'll be me breaking off the engagement with you!"

Lin Tian glared and slapped the gift over, scattering the items all over the floor.

Chen Futu watched from the shadows, grinning from ear to ear.

"System, this isn't right..."

[Host, please don't misunderstand. Lin Tian is not Xiao Huohuo; he is merely a chosen one of destiny in this world.]

"What I mean is, how dare this guy turn his back on us? Ling Xue is a peak Martial Emperor, she could crush the Lin family with one hand, and the strongest in the Lin family is only his father, a mere early-stage Martial Emperor. Furthermore, Zhu Yi, the steward behind Ling Xue, is a genuine early-stage Martial Venerable."

Just as Chen Futu was wondering what was going on, Lin Tian took out a bottle of pills. "King-level pills, acting like everyone has them! Get out of here right now, and I'll go to your Ling family to break off the engagement and deliver a letter of divorce."

Arrogant! This is truly arrogant!

This was the first time Chen Futu had seen such an arrogant chosen one of destiny. Ling Xue's attitude was quite good. The king-level pills and treasures were of considerable value, and the two had never met since childhood. Offering such a generous apology was more than enough, and she hadn't said anything excessive.

On the other hand, Lin Tian is the one who wants to divorce someone right off the bat, which means he wants that person to be a second wife.

Upon seeing this, Ling Xue's cold smile froze on the spot. "Cousin, I only came to your door to speak kindly because our two families have been friends for generations. Don't be so ungrateful."

Ling Xue was furious. How could she, a dignified peak Martial Emperor, tolerate such humiliation, especially since he was just a young man?

Lin Tian sneered, "Does being a Martial Emperor give you the right to bully my Lin family? Do you think my Lin family is afraid of you?"

When have I ever humiliated you?

"You coming to my door to annul the engagement is an insult to me!"

Chen Futu discovered that this chosen one of destiny was not very bright, and normal communication with him was completely impossible. In other words, he was too self-centered and could not understand human language.

"Fine, fine, it doesn't matter if you disagree. In short, I, Ling Xue, will never marry you. Do whatever you want!"

After saying that, Ling Xue led Zhu Yi and her disciples away.

Lin Tian gazed at her graceful figure, a sinister glint in his eyes. "Ling Xue, the humiliation you suffered today, I will make your Lan Pavilion pay a hundredfold in the future!"

The drama of annulmenting the engagement has come to an end.

Chen Futu returned to his residence and complained to the system, "You want me to take this thing as my disciple? Are you kidding me?"

The chosen ones are favored by heaven and earth; even if they suffer humiliation and misfortune, they will eventually turn their luck around.

"Get lost, get lost, and don't ever touch me again."

What kind of bullshit "chosen one of destiny" is that? If he didn't want to cause trouble for himself, Chen Futu would have slapped that little brat to death.

Compared to Lin Tian, ​​who has cerebral palsy, Chen Futu would rather take Ling Xue, who is normal, as his disciple.

Of course, this is just wishful thinking. Ling Xue has Lan Ge behind her, so she doesn't lack teachers and there's no hope of taking on any disciples.

Strangely, the system did not declare the mission a failure simply because the engagement was called off.

Chen Futu didn't think much of it and patiently waited for the materials to arrive.

About half a month later, the Bright Moon Auction House finally sent word that the materials had been delivered.

After this transaction, Chen Futu has less than three million gold coins left. He is currently missing a Saint-level material called Meteorite Iron, which is very difficult to find. Perhaps some sects have some in stock, as it is the core material for making Saint Weapons.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Futu spent one million gold coins to ask the Bright Moon Auction House to help him find out information about Liu Longyue and the young sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Judging by the time, Liu Longyue was about to give birth, and it would be a lie to say that he wasn't worried. Unfortunately, she left without saying goodbye, not even giving him a chance to stay.

"Have you heard? The Lan Pavilion and the Ling family have been wiped out!"

"I've also heard that a Saint King-level battle broke out in Lan Pavilion. The elderly Saint King was killed on Lan Mountain and turned into mincemeat. The current Pavilion Master was beheaded inside the pavilion. The Ling family was also wiped out with a single palm strike, with no one left alive."

"This is terrible! Who would have thought that Lan Pavilion would be destroyed? Who do you think did it?"

"It was the Lin family who did it. It's said that Ling Xue recently came to break off the engagement, but the Lin family disagreed, and the two sides had a falling out."

"That's right. Recently, a powerful figure from the Lin family came to visit and held a grand banquet to celebrate the destruction of Lan Pavilion and the Ling family. It is said that they emptied Lan Pavilion, including materials for the Holy Path."

Before Chen Futu had even left the auction hall, he heard many people discussing the matter, which truly surprised him.

"Good heavens, Lin Tian is actually a Dragon King template..."

No wonder I didn't hear that kid say "Don't underestimate a young man's potential"—he must have someone backing him up. As for why his cultivation speed is so slow, it's probably because the three-year period has ended and the Dragon King has returned.

Ling Xue was incredibly unlucky; just then, the person behind that guy came to her door.

Chen Futu listened for a while longer. Some people said that Ling Xue was seriously injured and fled, and her whereabouts were unknown. Others said that Ling Xue was captured by Lin Tian and tortured in every way.

"The system didn't announce the end of the story before. So this is the sequel. What a pity for Ling Xue's talent."

Chen Futu muttered to himself, his attention focused on the sacred weapon materials that everyone was discussing.

Currently, they are lacking meteorite iron. It is unknown whether the Lin family has any of that stuff in their scavenging. If they have, Chen Futu would not mind having a go at this crooked-mouthed dragon king.

With this in mind, Chen Futu returned to the auction house and asked the person in charge to inquire about the whereabouts of the meteorite iron from the Lin family.

The person in charge was straightforward; he asked Chen Futu to wait a moment, and then went to the Lin family to gather intelligence himself.

The person in charge returned in about half a day. He said happily, "Congratulations, Young Master Qin. The Lin family did indeed obtain a piece of meteorite iron from Lan Pavilion, but their price is very high, requiring twenty Saint Pills."

Twenty?

Chen Futu felt a chill in his heart; this was an outrageous demand, and he had no intention of making a deal.

In that case, we have no choice but to rob it!

"Young Master Qin, currently a female Saint King from the Lin family is a guest, and she addresses Lin Tian as 'Young Master'," the person in charge subtly reminded him.

"I understand. First, help me find out about the Myriad Swords Sect. I'll take care of your business in the future."

"Thank you, Young Master Qin!"

The person in charge expressed his deepest gratitude and personally escorted Chen Futu out of the auction.

"Hmph, Dragon King... I don't care if you're a Dragon King or whatever, I want the meteorite iron."

Just to be on the safe side, Chen Futu returned to his residence to rest and recuperate, bringing himself to peak condition. He also obtained a mask from the system shop to conceal his true appearance.