Chapter 14

Yang Dingtian was speechless again. The top experts in this world were so confident in their ability to choose a son-in-law. Dongfang Niemi was like this, and Ximen Wuyan was also like this.

"But your daughter hates me very much," Yang Dingtian said.

"It's better than being ignored," Ximen Wuyan said. "Hate and love are only a short distance apart. I believe that as long as you put your heart into it, you can win her heart. Yan Yan is high-spirited and straightforward, but she is also simple and direct. You are so smart, you should know how to deal with such a girl."

Thinking of Ximen Yan Yan's wild and fiery nature, her exquisitely beautiful face, her voluptuous and fiery body, and her clear-cut personality, which was capricious yet not lacking in intelligence, such a beauty would make any man in the world fall in love.

However, Yang Dingtian had already promised his master, Dongfang Niemi. His master had given everything, including his life, for him. He had already made the promise, so it was a heavy responsibility.

"I know you have a great mission to go to the Yin-Yang Sect. Although the Yin-Yang Sect is one of the three major sects in the world and a holy land of martial arts, it is extremely powerful. But what the Yin-Yang Sect can give you, my Cloudy City can also provide," Ximen Wuyan said calmly, his words filled with pride.

Yang Dingtian felt his mouth dry. He swallowed and said, "Between men and women, there should be complementarity. Opposites attract, and like repels like. I have a Yang-type mystic vein, and your daughter has a fiery body. We are completely of the same nature, so we repel each other."

"Nonsense," Ximen Wuyan laughed. "I have a pure Yang body, and Yan Yan's mother was as fierce as fire. We are still very much in love."

"Do you think I am very gentle now?" Ximen Wuyan asked.

Yang Dingtian nodded and said, "You are as gentle as water."

"But I am truly a fiery Yang body. When I was young, I was completely fiery-tempered. Although Yan Yan's mother and I loved each other deeply, we fought every few days. My father-in-law just laughed and didn't care. We fought in the morning and made up in the evening. What's the point of a couple not fighting?" Ximen Wuyan said. "Now I am gentle, half because of the training from Yan Yan's mother, and half because of my own cultivation. I cultivated from Yang fire to cold Yin fire, and my personality became cold and indifferent. Then, when Yin and Yang were in harmony, my personality naturally became gentle and inclusive."

Yang Dingtian was shocked again. From Ximen Wuyan's simple words, he could tell that Ximen Wuyan was very powerful, even more powerful than he had imagined. Dongfang Niemi had once said that when Yang fire is cultivated to a certain level, it turns into blue Yin fire. When it reaches its peak, Yin and Yang will blend.

Moreover, Dongfang Niemi had set a goal for Yang Dingtian to cultivate blue Yin fire and summon a flame ring within a few years.

But the Ximen Wuyan before him had already reached the stage of Yin and Yang blending, truly powerful to the point of being awe-inspiring.

"Lord Ximen, your proposal is very tempting, and your kindness is very touching. Your daughter is very charming," Yang Dingtian said. "But I am sorry, I cannot agree!"

"Because of some special reasons, I cannot agree to you," Yang Dingtian said again.

After saying this, Yang Dingtian almost couldn't look into Ximen Wuyan's sincere eyes, but he still forced himself to look.

Ximen Wuyan just looked at Yang Dingtian, and after a long time, he sighed, filled with regret, then slowly closed his eyes.

Yang Dingtian suddenly said, "Are you going to kill me?"

"Why do you say that?" Ximen Wuyan asked, his eyes still closed.

"In books, when the protagonist refuses the other party's invitation, the other party often kills the protagonist to prevent a future powerful enemy. Many strong people have this mentality: if they can't be used, they must be destroyed," Yang Dingtian said.

Ximen Wuyan chuckled and patted Yang Dingtian's head, saying, "Nonsense, what kind of books have you been reading?"

"Why would I kill you? You are a good child, and even if you join the Yin-Yang Sect, we may not become enemies. Although Cloudy City and the Yin-Yang Sect are in opposition, and the Yin-Yang Sect sees us as traitors, our relationship is much more complicated than you think," Ximen Wuyan said, rubbing Yang Dingtian's head. "You won't understand now, but you will when you join the Yin-Yang Sect."

"Alright, we are about to reach the Yin-Yang Sect in Dongfang Yunzhou. I will send a small boat to take you ashore. If others see you with me, it will be bad for your future in the Yin-Yang Sect," Ximen Wuyan said, smiling, then left Yang Dingtian's cabin.

At the door, Ximen Wuyan suddenly turned and said, "Child, my proposal will always be valid, until Yan Yan gets married."

"Also, what is your name?" Ximen Wuyan asked.

Having received so much kindness, and with Ximen Wuyan being so good to him, Yang Dingtian had not told Ximen Wuyan his name for half a month, which was very impolite. But since Ximen Wuyan didn't ask, Yang Dingtian didn't say.

"My name is Yang Dingtian."

Ximen Wuyan was slightly surprised, then showed a slightly mischievous expression to Yang Dingtian, which quickly disappeared. He smiled and said, "Good name, very dominant."

This mischievous expression, coming from the face of a refined and elegant master, made Yang Dingtian almost think he had seen wrong.

Yang Dingtian blushed and smiled. He felt that Ximen Wuyan was a very good person, at least to him. A gentleman is as gentle as water, yet not at all pedantic.

...

The next day, as the morning sun rose above the sea, the sky was filled with a myriad of rays of light, and the sea shimmered.

Not far away, Dongfang Yunzhou was in sight. At this time, the giant ship of Cloudy City was still dozens of miles from the dock, and the sea was bustling with ships of all sizes, flying various flags. There were large and small ships, but none were as large as the Cloudy City ship.

In the cold wind, the Cloudy City ship also raised its flag. The design was simple: a blue flame embroidered on a dark black background, looking solemn and cold.

Clearly, the reputation of Cloudy City was far-reaching. As soon as the flag was raised, the surrounding ships quickly gave way, making a large area of the sea for the Cloudy City ship, showing a sense of supreme authority. Some ships even organized teams to wave flags and salute the Cloudy City ship, showing respect.

Yang Dingtian and Ximen Wuyan stood on the deck, and seeing this, Yang Dingtian was greatly impressed by the might and authority of Cloudy City. Ximen Wuyan's face showed no extra expression, and he calmly ordered, "Return the salute!"

His voice was low, but it echoed throughout the entire ship. The ship also organized a team to wave flags and respond.

"Lord Ximen, why are there so many ships?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"They are all going to the Yin-Yang Sect for a pilgrimage," Ximen Wuyan said. "It happens every ten years. This year is the 550th anniversary of the founding of the Yin-Yang Sect and the 500th anniversary of its creation. All forces in the world, regardless of size, good or evil, friend or foe, will come to pay respects."

"Is it that impressive?" Yang Dingtian was amazed. Looking out at the sea, there were countless large and small ships. He couldn't help but ask, "There must be thousands of people, how will they all fit for the banquet?"

"More than thousands, even tens of thousands," Ximen Wuyan said. "The leaders of major sects can bring a few outstanding disciples to the Great Wuliang Mountain for the ceremony, and then stay for the banquet in the Yin-Yang Hall. Smaller sects can only have their leaders enter the Yin-Yang Sect to pay respects, give gifts, and then leave to have lunch on the large stone field halfway up the mountain."

"Traveling so far just to give a gift and have lunch, is it worth it?" Yang Dingtian couldn't help but ask.

"Whether it's worth it depends on what each person thinks. Some want to take this opportunity to find a master, some small sects want to attach themselves to major sects, and some want to use this opportunity to gain fame," Ximen Wuyan said. "Moreover, on such a special day, even if the Yin-Yang Sect doesn't remember you, not coming might be remembered."

Yang Dingtian was amazed again. He had already thought the Yin-Yang Sect was very prestigious from what Ximen Wuyan had said, but he didn't expect it to be even more prestigious than he imagined, almost a mythical name in the eyes of the world.

"Moreover, the three major sects in the world are so high and unreachable. How often do ordinary martial arts sects have the chance to attach themselves? The grand ceremony every ten years is almost the only time the holy sects lower their stance to let them get close. How can people not flock to it?" Ximen Wuyan said.

Suddenly, a loud and resonant whistle came from behind, even though it was very far away, the sound seemed to penetrate the ears layer by layer.

Hearing this whistle, Ximen Wuyan's expression changed slightly, then he said calmly, "Steer the ship to the right, clear the channel."

Yang Dingtian was slightly surprised. The reputation of Cloudy City was so great that countless large and small ships had paid respects and given way, showing a sense of supreme authority. Now, they were giving way to someone else. Who could this person be?

"It's the people from the Xuantian Sect," Ximen Wuyan said calmly.

"The Xuantian Sect, one of the three major sects in the world?" Yang Dingtian asked.

Ximen Wuyan nodded.

Yang Dingtian quickly looked back, but due to the direct sunlight, he couldn't see any ships on the sea. However, the whistle continued, and soon, a few dots appeared on the horizon. These dots grew closer, and finally, Yang Dingtian saw that they were three large white birds, each with a wingspan of nearly ten meters, and a white-clad man riding on each.

The three large birds flew closer and then passed over Yang Dingtian and the others.

These birds, whether eagles or phoenixes, were extremely majestic. The men on them were as white as snow, their pride piercing the frost, looking down at the ships on the sea as if they were ants.

Truly worthy of being one of the three major sects in the world, their might and momentum were unmatched in the world.

"Such great might, are the people on these large birds the masters of the Xuantian Sect?" Yang Dingtian asked.

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