The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

As soon as the maid finished speaking, the other six people looked at Lu Yao with hostility.

"Heh, interesting."

Lu Yao chuckled lightly. It seemed that Xixia had designs on him.

Apart from Lu Yao and the other seven, everyone else was left outside the palace and was not allowed to enter the palace where Princess Yinchuan was located.

"Why did the princess specifically invite Brother Lu?"

Murong Fu approached Lu Yao and couldn't help but ask.

"I'm very curious too, Brother Murong, you can't blame me for breaking my promise."

Lu Yao waved his hand and said helplessly.

"Of course."

Murong Fu frowned, unable to understand how Lu Yao had caught the eye of Princess Yinchuan.

Fortunately, Lu Yao had no intention of becoming the emperor's son-in-law, so he still had a chance.

Murong Fu secretly cheered himself up, puffed out his chest, and made himself look even more elegant.

Soon, the group arrived at the location of Princess Yinchuan, led by a maid.

Princess Yinchuan sat gracefully behind a white silk curtain, revealing only the outline of her stunning figure.

"I am Zongzan, the prince of Tibet, greetings to Your Highness."

The Tibetan prince bowed to Princess Yinchuan behind the curtain and said...

"Prince, do not be hasty. The third trial has not yet begun. Only the princess's beloved will be able to see her face."

The maid smiled and spoke to the Tibetan prince.

"The third hurdle is family background. Her Highness is of noble birth, and only those from the best families are worthy of her."

The maid directly revealed the contents of the third level.

"Haha, you're right, so that no Tom, Dick, or Harry will dare to run for the position of imperial son-in-law."

The Tibetan prince laughed heartily. This third trial was practically set up for him. Among the people here, whose status could be as noble as his?

Is it too simplistic to judge someone solely by their family background?

Murong Fu's expression was gloomy; his status and background were clearly no match for that of the Tibetan prince Zongzan.

"Please forgive me, Young Master Murong, these are the rules of the third trial."

The maid shook her head and said calmly.

"We give up."

The other four all chose to give up, after all, although their martial arts skills were not low, they were just the leaders or gang leaders of some martial arts sects.

Murong Fu's expression was uncertain. He was only one step away from becoming the consort of the Western Xia, how could he lose here?

"Young Master Murong, do you have something to say?"

The maid looked at Murong Fu and asked him a question.

A sudden thought flashed through Murong Fu's mind, and he looked at Lu Yao standing to the side.

"I am the patriarch of the Murong clan of Gusu, with 20,000 Yan soldiers under my command. We have now occupied three cities in Dali."

Murong Fu thought for a moment, then spoke to Princess Yinchuan behind the curtain.

Upon hearing this, the maid looked at Princess Yinchuan, but seeing that she did not make a move, she turned to look at Murong Fu.

"Young Master Murong, that's not enough."

The maid shook her head.

"Pfft! You country bumpkin, how can you even say something like that?"

"I have countless generals in my household, countless soldiers under my command, and control dozens of cities. Do you think you can compare to me?"

The Tibetan prince sneered, pointing at Murong Fu with a mocking expression.

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu clenched his fists, wishing he could punch Zong Zan twice.

"I also have the Free and Unfettered Sect under my command, with countless masters. Can you compare to that?"

Murong Fu's eyes were slightly red as he spoke fiercely.

However, Murong Fu regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. He and Lu Yao were only partners, and the Xiaoyao Sect was not under his command.

Murong Fu looked up and saw that Lu Yao's face had darkened.

What does Brother Murong mean?

Lu Yao naturally knew that Murong Fu had spoken out of anger, but Murong Fu's audacity in referring to the Xiaoyao Sect as a subordinate force was astounding.

"Oh, Brother Lu, please forgive me, I misspoke."

Murong Fu's expression changed, and he quickly spoke to Lu Yao.

Murong Fu cannot be allowed to act this way. Without Lu Yao's help, the Yan army's current favorable situation would collapse instantly. The Murong family still cannot do without Lu Yao's help.

"Haha, it seems that the Free and Unfettered Sect is not so close to you, Murong Fu."

The Tibetan prince Zongzan sneered.

"Stop with your clumsy tricks."

Lu Yao stood up and looked coldly at Princess Yinchuan behind the curtain.

Why is Young Master Lu angry?

Princess Yinchuan's gentle voice came from behind the curtain.

"You rascal! How dare you speak to the princess like that?"

The Tibetan prince Zongzan shouted and tried to grab Lu Yao.

"roll!"

Lu Yao remained indifferent, but his true energy erupted instantly, blasting Zong Zan away.

"I don't know how you convinced this idiot to help you, but you actually tried to scheme against me? Do you really think I'm made of clay?"

Lu Yao said calmly, but he had seen through Xixia's tricks.

He realized that Princess Yinchuan had come for him from the start and had even bribed Zong Zan to help them.

"Brother Lu, what's going on?"

Murong Fu frowned and looked at Lu Yao with a puzzled expression.

"Can't you see that? They're trying to sow discord between us so they can reap the benefits later."

Lu Yao chuckled, admitting he admired Murong Fu's intelligence.

"Young Master Lu is exceptionally intelligent; Yinchuan admires him greatly."

The curtain slowly opened, and Princess Yinchuan, dressed in a gorgeous light blue dress, stepped out.

Princess Yinchuan was very beautiful, and her noble demeanor added to her charm.

"Young Master Lu, why don't you join my Western Xia? I think Western Xia is much better than the Murong family."

A figure emerged from behind Yinchuan; it was none other than Li Qianshun, the emperor of Western Xia.

Upon seeing this, Murong Fu immediately understood what was happening; this was an attempt to extinguish his hopes of reviving the Great Yan.

"Damn it! They actually plotted against us! Brother Lu, let's fight our way out!"

Murong Fu looked annoyed and immediately leaped to Lu Yao's side.

“I said from the beginning that I wasn’t interested.”

"What? You want to force me to become the prince consort?"

Lu Yao chuckled and looked at Li Qianshun with interest.

Upon hearing this, Qian Shun's expression immediately darkened. He hadn't expected Lu Yao to be so disrespectful.

"Hmph! The Heavenly Mountain Child Granny is indeed powerful, but she's too far away to help in a crisis. Young Master Lu, why don't you consider this carefully?"

“With my daughter’s looks and figure, it’s not an insult to you.”

Li Qianshun narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone threatening.

"What if I say no?"

Lu Yao chuckled and glanced at Li Qianshun with curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Li Qianshun smiled strangely.

"What's going on! I can't use my inner energy anymore."

Murong Fu, standing to the side, looked terrified and shouted loudly.

"I can't move either!"

"poisonous!"

……

The other innate masters who participated in the marriage contest also collapsed to the ground, looking weak and pale.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yao raised an eyebrow and looked at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu collapsed to the ground, extremely weak and unable to muster any strength.

"Why are you alright?!"

Li Qianshun stared at Lu Yao in shock, only to find that he showed absolutely no reaction to the Sorrowful Breeze.

"A useless trick."

Lu Yao remained calm and said indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yao's figure disappeared.

"boom!"

Lu Yao appeared in front of Li Qianshun, but was blocked by two figures in black robes.

"Two late-stage innate beings, what a solid foundation."

Lu Yao glanced at Li Qianshun with some surprise. He hadn't expected that Western Xia actually had two late-stage Innate Realm cultivators. They were really hiding their abilities.