i object to this marriage

399

The cardinal priest followed his words and wrote to Qilinjiang. Within half a day, Qilinjiang wrote back with five words: "As my son wishes."

In the school on the second day, the cardinal priest announced that Ling Zhaoke and I would go with the originally selected eight immortals.

I was ecstatic, wishing I could thank the cardinal priest on the spot, but Ling Zhao didn't make any fluctuations, as if he knew this was the result.

I don't care what the reason behind his petition to the Xuanwu Realm is, I always have to thank him for the convenience he gave me, otherwise I'll always feel that I owe him something and feel uncomfortable.

400

After class, I left the school first and waited outside the school. When Ling Zhao came out, I grabbed his wrist and said, "Mr. Qilin, take a step to talk."

Ling Zhao looked at me suspiciously, as if thinking of something, his face slowly sank.

I quickly explained: "I'm not, I'm not trying to fight!"

Ling Zhao snorted lightly, meaning—afraid of you?

I was about to refute him almost immediately. Fortunately, I still remembered what happened this time, so I just pretended not to see him, and dragged him to a place where there were few people, and finally stopped behind a huge pillar.

401

Ling Zhao withdrew his hand and hugged it to his chest, "Say something quickly." His attitude was so bad that I regretted taking the extra effort to thank him.

But everyone was caught by me, and I retreated at this time, as if I was playing tricks on people, so I had no choice but to follow my original thinking, endure the strange feeling in my heart, and sincerely said: "Thank you Qilin for what happened yesterday."

Ling Zhao's pupils dilated slightly, he paused, looked away, and said something in a low voice.

I didn't catch: "What?"

Ling Zhao woke up like a dream, curled up his hands on his elbows, said forcefully: "It has nothing to do with you." Then he turned and left.

I:"……"

402

The next day, ten of us immortals set off from the heavenly world and arrived at the Xuanwu world that night.

In the Xuanwu world, the land is scorched black, the vegetation is withered, and there is miasma floating in the air. The clothes hangers of the military guards on the border are torn and wounded all over their bodies.

The military attendants on the border were all delighted to see Mr. Zhao Yu, and stepped forward to surround him: "Mr. Zhao Yu, why are you back again?"

Mr. Zhaoyu nodded and explained to us: "A few days ago, I learned about the Xuanwu Realm in Zhaoyu Realm, and I came to help."

No wonder Zhao Yujun described being so tired when he returned to the heaven.

403

Not long after, an elder from the Xuanwu Realm came out to greet us, dressed in no better clothes than a border warrior. When he saw us immortals, he saluted with fear on his face and led the way ahead.

"I am grateful to all the immortals who are willing to help you when the Xuanwu world is in crisis. Please stay here at the Xuanwu Temple..."

While talking, we stopped in front of a temple. The red-painted gate of the temple was peeled off in many places, half of the basalt heads on the giant pillars in front of the temple were missing, and the walls were pitted and dilapidated.Lord Fengyue couldn't help but take a deep breath—the majestic Xuanwu God, lived in such a dilapidated place in the past?

The elders of the Xuanwu Realm trembled when they heard the sound of breathing, and became more cautious, and frequently asked for help: "The Xuanwu Realm was invaded by the demons, and there was no time to repair the temple. I hope that all the immortals will not be disgusted. The elder gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you very much!"

404

How complicated the Xuanwu realm was ten thousand years ago, but now it has been reduced to such a point.

I couldn't bear to see the fearful expressions of these elders, and stepped forward to comfort me: "We are here for the demons, the seniors are only busy with the affairs of the Xuanwu world, and there is no need to waste time on us."

Halfway through the speech, Ling Zhao came out of the crowd, walked to the door of the hall, pushed hard, and opened the door amidst a creaking sound, then turned around and asked, "Which room do I live in?"

405

The elders breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately brought it up again, faltering and saying: "This... there is something that I haven't told the immortals yet."

"The Xuanwu Temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and many rooms are no longer liveable, so..."

Fengyue Jun asked: "So what?"

The elders' faces were flushed, and they said: "So, there are only six vacant rooms."