Chapter 2: Want to Take My Place in the Bridal Chamber? Have You Thought About How You’ll Die?

The Two-headed Dragon's Breath Fruit, a mid-grade spiritual herb.

Legend has it that this fruit grows where the twin-headed frost dragons reside. Over countless years, it absorbs vast amounts of dragon essence mixed with dragon sweat, making it an herb filled with immense power.

Lin Yang swallowed it in one gulp.

The Primal Creation Technique activated!

This time, Lin Yang was much more familiar with the process.

Twenty minutes later…

Lin Yang's power had reached the Second Heaven of Creation.

His strength had now reached the level of a Celestial Immortal!

What followed seemed to fall into a continuous cycle.

One herb after another entered Lin Yang's stomach, and each one was converted into power.

Two hours later, after absorbing another mid-grade spiritual herb, Lin Yang's power finally reached the Third Heaven of Creation.

At this point, his strength rivaled that of a Divine Messenger.

Just as Lin Yang was about to seize the moment and continue cultivating, his expression shifted. He glanced over.

At some point, another person had appeared in the bridal chamber, apart from him and Murong Xiaoxiao.

Murong Xiaoxiao also noticed the intruder, her expression tinged with confusion and coldness.

"Murong Zhengtang, what are you doing here?"

Murong Zhengtang, the Murong family's unrivaled genius, had reached the ninth level of Divine Messenger.

Though he was just one small stage higher than Murong Xiaoxiao, their strength was worlds apart.

Without even a greeting, Murong Zhengtang had barged into their bridal chamber, yet he showed no signs of embarrassment. He glanced briefly at Lin Yang, who was sitting in the corner, and then turned his gaze to Murong Xiaoxiao.

"Cousin, I'm just here to check on you. Are you really willing to spend the rest of your life serving such a worthless man?"

Murong Xiaoxiao's face changed. "My affairs are none of your concern. Get out!"

"Come on now," Murong Zhengtang remained unbothered by her anger. "Cousin, I'm only looking out for you."

"Tell me, what was the old patriarch thinking? Let's not even mention your engagement to Shangguan Yunting, who is without a doubt the greatest genius in Wuliang City. Seven years ago, the grand elder of Canghai Immortal Sect, Yu Yuan, took him as his direct disciple and sent him into the Canghai Secret Realm to train!"

"Not to mention how powerful the Canghai Immortal Sect is, Yu Yuan alone is a peak Divine King, and that Shangguan Yunting—he was already engaged to you. Once he exits his training, how do you think he'll react when he finds out his fiancée was stolen by someone else?"

"I've heard that when Shangguan Yunting first joined the Canghai Immortal Sect, Yu Yuan even assigned him a Second Realm Divine King as a bodyguard. Our old patriarch is only a First Realm Divine King."

"If Shangguan Yunting gets angry, just that one bodyguard alone would be enough to wipe us out."

"So tell me, why would the old patriarch push the entire family into the fire pit by marrying you off to this worthless man?"

"Hmph," Murong Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, "If we do nothing, we'll be finished anyway when Shangguan Yunting emerges."

She wasn't wrong.

Wuliang City was co-ruled by the Shangguan, Murong, Qin, and Hu families.

In the past, the four families were evenly matched in power, but in recent years, the Murong family had begun to decline significantly.

As of now, the Murong family was noticeably weaker than the other three.

Under such circumstances, the engagement between the Shangguan and Murong families seemed like an alliance meant to relieve the Murong family's crisis. But in reality, it was clear that the Shangguan family was preparing to swallow the Murong family whole.

The marriage was nothing more than a public warning to the other two families: **The Murong family is our prey, don't even think about interfering.**

It was easy to imagine that the day Shangguan Yunting returned would also be the day the Murong family faced its end.

This deeper truth was something Murong Zhengtang, as the genius of the Murong family, knew all too well.

"Saving ourselves is fine, but relying on this worthless man? Isn't that a bit too much?" Murong Zhengtang shot Lin Yang a glance.

"I've already said, how the old patriarch handles things is none of your concern. If you're unhappy with his decisions, take it up with him."

"It's late. You're not welcome here. Leave!"

Murong Xiaoxiao issued her command to leave.

However, not only did Murong Zhengtang not leave, but he also walked toward her.

"What are you doing?" Murong Xiaoxiao's face changed again.

"I'm helping you!" Murong Zhengtang smirked wickedly. "Cousin, the bridal chamber on the wedding night is one of the most precious memories for a woman. It lasts a lifetime!"

"How could a worthless man possibly satisfy you? Wouldn't it be better for me to show you some real care?"

"Insolent!" Murong Xiaoxiao fumed. "Do you realize what you're saying? If the old patriarch finds out, not even ten lives would be enough to save you!"

"As long as you don't tell, and I don't tell, how would the old patriarch ever know?" Murong Zhengtang laughed. "As for that worthless man, would he dare to speak?"

"I might not dare provoke Shangguan Yunting's woman, but do you think I'm afraid of some useless trash?"

With that, Murong Zhengtang began casually stripping off his clothes.

"Shameless!" Murong Xiaoxiao could no longer hold back her anger and unleashed a powerful strike, her **eighth-level Divine Messenger** cultivation fully exploding.

The entire room trembled with the force of her attack.

But Murong Zhengtang easily neutralized it with a wave of his hand.

"Cousin, give it up. You can't defeat me. I've enveloped this entire room with my divine sense. No matter how much of a ruckus we cause in here, no one outside will notice a thing."

"Once it's done, even if you try to make a fuss, it'll only be your own reputation that suffers!"

"You…" Murong Xiaoxiao was both furious and helpless. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move at all.

The difference between realms was not something that could be bridged easily.

By now, Murong Zhengtang had already removed all his clothes.

Just when it seemed everything was set in stone, a calm voice drifted over.

"You want to touch my woman? Have you thought about how you'll die?"

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, both Murong Xiaoxiao and Murong Zhengtang turned to look at Lin Yang, their expressions a mix of disbelief.

After a moment, Murong Zhengtang laughed.

He turned, his eyes filled with amusement as he stared at Lin Yang. "Oh? So this little ant actually wants to play the hero and save the beauty? Or do you think that with the old patriarch's protection, I wouldn't dare kill you?"

"People only have value when they're alive. Once you're dead, you'll be nothing. I don't know what the old patriarch saw in you, but once you're gone, your worth disappears too."

"The old patriarch won't hold it against me for dealing with a dead man."

"So just sit quietly on the sidelines and watch the show. Understand?"

Faced with Murong Zhengtang's disdain, Lin Yang glanced at him from head to toe, then slowly spoke.

"Are you a Eunuch?." (TL: pun intended, actual translation- 'So Small')