<strong>Chapter 17: Princess Baiyue Song, Patriarch of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, with the Sanctity-ying Bow, Pays a Visit</strong>


    On that day, the news of the grand wedding of Su n’s Patriarch, Su Changsheng, spread throughout the entire Northern Wilderness, causing a sensation in the entire True Sanctity Continent at an astonishing speed. After all, a Saint, even if newly promoted, was enough to attract the attention of the entire True Sanctity Continent.


    Especially since Su Changsheng already had a great reputation, his promotion to Saint made even some veteran Saints take notice and pay attention to this young sessor.


    “Su Changsheng is getting married? And his partner is a junior from the Gu n?”


    “Could it be that the junior has some kind of secret?”


    “A Saint at the age of six thousand, such youthfulness, in the prime of his life. It would be a good choice to be able to form a union with him!”


    In the top-tier forces and ns, the eyes of every Saint Patriarch opened wide with intense light as they looked at the information in their hands with surprise on their faces.


    The marriage of a Saint was not umon. Even if Su Changsheng was only six thousand years old, it was not rare for a Saint nearing old age, even over forty thousand years old, to marry. Such cases were not few. Moreover, ancient powerhouses had wives and concubines in numbers that could fill a small world.


    Therefore, regarding Su Changsheng’s marriage, these Saints were a little surprised. They were more concerned about the secret of that junior from the Gu n who could be Su Changsheng’s bride. Although they spected, they had no answers.


    “Go and prepare a generous gift to congratte him on behalf of this seat!”


    “A Saint’s grand wedding should not be taken lightly. Go and prepare a gift to send!”


    “Mm, send a piece of our n’s Ten Thousand Year Medicine King as a gift. Consider this seat’s congrattions!”


    One by one, the Saints spoke, their voices resounding with authority, echoing in their respective ns. After all, this was a Saint, still young and in the prime of his life. Although they were unafraid, they did not want to offend Su Changsheng.


    On the other side, in the Northern Wilderness, in the White Cloud Dynasty’s imperial pce, within a certain pce hall, purple mist lingered, radiant and divine, like a heavenly pce. It was extraordinarily mysterious.


    At this moment, the current Emperor of the White Cloud Dynasty, Bai Tianyu, sat on a purple-golden imperial chair, surrounded by an imperial aura, his gaze as fierce as the sun, his expression extremely solemn.


    Around him, the elders and powerhouses of the imperial n, all direct descendants of the imperial lineage, were seated in different positions.


    “Everyone, it’s time to discuss the retreat of the White Cloud Dynasty!” Bai Tianyu’s gaze swept over the n elders, said with a heavy tone.


    “The Su n is now powerful, annihting the Gu n and unifying more than half of the Northern Wilderness. Many forces in the territory have also submitted to the Su n!”


    “In the past month, you have also witnessed the domineering style of the Su n, haven’t you? The Su n annihtes anyone who refuses to submit. The White Cloud Dynasty will be next!”


    “Everyone, how should we respond?”


    Upon hearing this, the imperial elders and powerful individuals looked at each other, remaining silent for a while. How should they respond? Your Majesty, let’s surrender. There was no way we could defeat a Patriarch who was a Saint.


    “Your Majesty, Su n’s Patriarch is a Saint. The White Cloud Dynasty is not particrly strong, to begin with. Facing a Saint, it’s like striking a stone with an egg. We would be wiped out in an instant!” An elder hesitated for a moment and spoke with forced courage. Although he didn’t say it directly, his meaning was already clear.


    “How about we surrender?”


    A nobleman spoke up. He had a strong cultivation and was a direct blood rtive of Bai Tianyu, his younger brother. His face showed despair, indicating his unwillingness.


    Who would want to be someone else’s subordinate if given a choice? Although the White Cloud Dynasty was not particrly powerful, it was a top-tier force that upied territory and was a regional hegemon. They didn’t need to depend on others.


    But now, facing the sudden rise of the Su n, they could resist and be killed, surrender directly to be a subsidiary force of the Su n or choose another option—abandon their foundation and flee. However, almost none of the imperial n powerhouses had considered this choice.


    “I think this proposal is good!”


    “The Su n’s Saint is only over six thousand years old and has another peak period of forty thousand years. It’s imaginable that the future Su n will rise and be a top-tier force. If we surrender now, we may benefit from it and gain significant advantages!”


    “That makes sense!”


    Upon hearing these words, the eyes of the imperial elders lit up, and they echoed one after another. Almost the majority agreed, with only a few remaining silent, giving up, or neutral.


    “This…”


    Seeing that his younger brother and the consensus of the imperial elders leaned towards surrender, Bai Tianyu’s face directly froze. Before the battle even began, everyone had surrendered.


    “Why don’t we change our approach and have Moon marry into the Su n? With the resources of the Su n and Moon’s extraordinary talent, it won’t be difficult for her to be a Saint in the future!” Just then, a voice full of antiquity sounded, surprising everyone present.


    “Patriarch!”


    Bai Tianyu stood up immediately.


    At some unknown time, an extremely thin and withered old man appeared. He had a small stature, a shriveled face, white hair, and trembling movements. He looked like a withered orange, appearing very ordinary.


    “Patriarch!”


    But no one dared to underestimate him. Instead, they were filled with awe and respect, bowing their heads as they stood up. This was the trump card of the White Cloud Dynasty, a half-Saint powerhouse.


    “Marry Moon into the Su n? Patriarch, Moon possesses exceptional talentparable to a divine body. With her talent, there is a great possibility of her bing a Saint in the future. Isn’t marrying her off to the Su n a significant loss?” Bai Tianyu couldn’t help but speak up.


    Moon, also known as Princess Baiyue, was a member of the imperial n. Although she was young, her talent was the most astonishing in the history of the imperial n. When she was born, there were auspicious signs with the appearance of a white dragon and a divine moon. Moreover, sacred materials and the divine light of the Taiyin bathed her flesh.


    Her talent wasparable to a divine body. If everything went smoothly and she grew up without any mishaps, there was a great probability that she would be a Saint in a few thousand years.


    Would they give away such a heaven-defying genius to a junior of the Su n?


    “Patriarch, please think it through!” It wasn’t just Bai Tianyu. Even the group of elders became anxious and unwilling. They had nned to submit for now and then break away from the Su n once Baiyue grew up and became a Saint. If they married Baiyue into the Su n, wouldn’t they be handing over a future Saint?


    “You fools! Do you think bing a Saint is that easy? There are many geniuses with high talent and divine bodies, but how many grow up to be Saints?” The White Cloud Patriarch frowned, looking at the descendants who still held onto illusions, disappointed as he rebuked them.


    “Furthermore, when did I ever say that the marriage alliance was with a junior of the Su n?”


    Everyone was shocked. Not a junior?


    Could it be an elder or a supreme elder?


    Bai Tianyu’s vision darkened, feeling an impulse to fall to the ground. Was his adorable daughter going to marry an old man whose body was half-buried?


    This kind of thing should not happen!


    “Don’t make wild guesses. The intended marriage partner I referred to is the Su n Patriarch, Su Changsheng!” the White Cloud Dynasty Patriarch coldly eximed.


    “He is a Saint. Moon can grow smoothly and be a Saint with his protection and guidance. Moreover, even though she marries the Su n Patriarch, won’t her rtionship with us protect the White Cloud Dynasty when she bes a Saint?”


    “When two Saints arise, the Bai and Su families will be our support pirs. Any future conflicts between our descendants will lead to the rise of the Bai Family!” The White Cloud Patriarch waved his sleeve, exining impatiently.


    “I see!” Bai Tianyu heaved a sigh of relief, then pondered carefully. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.


    With this, as a father, he would have two Saints supporting him.


    “Wise Patriarch, I will prepare and present the marriage gifts to the Su n!” Bai Tianyu said excitedly.


    “No need to rush. Three days from now, I will bring Moon with me during the wedding ceremony to witness it. If she is unwilling, then we will temporarily put it on hold. No need to force it,” the White Cloud Patriarch said calmly.


    Not only did the White Cloud Dynasty take action, but on the other side, outside the Northern Wilderness’s destend, there was the Beast Mountain Sect in the Beast Mountain Range.


    The Beast Mountain Sect was an ancient sect that ruled over the Beast Mountain Range and the surrounding millions of miles ofnd. It was also one of the top powers in the True Saint Continent.


    “Patriarch, Su Changsheng killed a Sevenfold Ancient Elder of our sect. Should we just let this matter go?” The sect master of the Beast Mountain Sect respectfully asked within the ancestralnd.


    Inside the ancestralnd, the mist surged terrifyingly, divine light enveloped the surroundings, and a horrifying aura filled the air, causing even the sect master of the Beast Mountain Sect to feel vibrations and fear. After all, he was only a half-Saint.


    “Of course, it won’t be let go like this!”


    “Anyone who dares to kill an elder of our Beast Mountain Sect, even if they are a Saint, will pay with their blood!” After a long silence, a cold and indifferent voice resounded.


    “I will bring the Saint-ying Bow to their doorstep in three days!”