Supreme Martial God of the City

Chapter 1498: Chapter 1368: Demon Spring Clan

"Senior, please."

Ye Tian raised his wine glass and took a big gulp. Somehow, upon arriving at the Qing Yan Clan, his entire mindset seemed to relax.

"Young human, meeting is fate. You can stay longer in the Qing Yan Clan. Though we are small, the variety of food and wine is quite ample."

Ling Heng said with a smile. He seemed to love drinking and gulped down another big bowl.

"Dad, drink slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."

Ling Die, a quirky spirit standing behind Ling Heng, snorted, seemingly embarrassed by her father’s fast drinking.

Ye Tian chuckled softly.

The other Qing Yan Clan members in the reception hall also burst into laughter.

The atmosphere grew more and more pleasant.

Initially wary of the stranger Ye Tian, the Qing Yan Clan members’ caution gradually faded away with each bowl of wine, and the atmosphere became so cheerful that some even started dancing in the hall.

"Ye Tian, do you know how to dance?"

Suddenly, Ling Die asked.

"Not really."

Ye Tian replied with a smile.

"I can teach you."

Ling Die had also sneaked a few sips of wine. Her face was flushed, her beautiful eyes blinking, looking quite adorable.

Ye Tian was just about to say something.

At that moment.

Suddenly.

"Ling Heng, not long now, our Saint Heir’s great wedding will commence. Are the drinks prepared?"

A domineering, forceful, and impactful voice suddenly resonated into the reception hall, reverberating throughout the Qing Yan Clan.

Immediately, many Qing Yan Clan members in the hall, who were already somewhat tipsy, sobered up.

Especially Clan Leader Ling Heng, who hurriedly bowed and respectfully said, "Emissary has arrived, Ling Heng is in fear, the drinks have been prepared, and at the auspicious time, they can be sent to the Demon Spring Clan." Ling Heng was trembling, appearing very frightened and apprehensive.

While some other Qing Yan Clan members present even prostrated themselves on the ground.

Ling Die, on the other hand, shivered slightly, her already fragile body appearing even more delicate.

"That’s good."

The domineering, forceful, impactful voice was satisfied, then the tone changed: "On the day of the Saint Heir’s wedding, Saintess Ling Die must also go to the Demon Spring Clan with a gift, and she should dance at the wedding to bring joy. Is Saintess Ling Die prepared with her dance?"

Ling Die’s face turned pale.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with fear.

"I... I..."

Could not speak at all.

"My daughter is inexperienced and timid. If she gets nervous at the wedding and makes a mistake, it could dampen the occasion. Instead..."

Ling Heng quickly interjected, trying to refuse.

If his daughter were to dance at the wedding.

By then, she might be favored by one or even several influential figures, and due to her looks and dance skills, Ling Heng, as a father, knew very well how exceptional they were.

Once truly favored by those influential figures, neither his daughter nor the entire Qing Yan Clan would have the means to resist.

Isn’t this pushing his daughter into the fire pit?

"Hmph, whether it ruins the occasion is not for you, old fool, to decide. It’s settled, if by tomorrow, Saintess Ling Die isn’t present at the Saint Heir’s wedding, don’t blame the Demon Spring Clan for annihilating your little Qing Yan Clan in a fit of anger."

The emissary snorted, then left.

It wasn’t until long after the emissary left.

Many Qing Yan Clan members in the reception hall finally stood up shakily.

"Clan Leader, this is impossible!"

"Clan Leader, if the Saintess goes to the Demon Spring Clan, it will be very difficult for her to return."

"The Demon Spring Clan are beasts, they have inappropriate intentions towards the Saintess."

"Clan Leader, you must not agree!"

......

Ling Die shrunk in on herself, her pretty and delicate face full of confusion and fear.

"Guest, please don’t be offended by this sight."

Ling Heng looked towards Ye Tian, smiling bitterly. He took another big gulp of wine, but it was obvious this time it was very bitter: "Our Qing Yan Clan is small, and for eras we’ve been subjugated by the Demon Spring Clan."

"Demon Spring Clan?"

Ye Tian’s mind was moved. If he remembered correctly, Demon Spring Clan was the one Qingcheng mentioned that day?

Qingcheng’s master was from the Demon Spring Clan, right? Ling Heng continued:

"The Demon Spring Clan is strong, dominating this vast void. Many smaller clans, including the Qing Yan Clan, are their vassals."

"The current Demon Spring Clan’s Saint Heir is an unrivaled genius, extremely terrifying. At a young age, he achieved the position of Great Emperor a few months ago, the most terrifying genius in the history of the Demon Spring Clan."

"For the Demon Spring Saint Son’s wedding, our Qing Yan Clan has contributed almost 70% of our treasury’s treasures. Yet, it’s still not enough, and the entire wedding’s needs for fine wine are all supplied by our Qing Yan Clan. And now, they still covet my daughter, Ling Die."

...

As he spoke, Ling Heng’s voice was full of bitterness and sadness.

"What kind of wedding is this, it’s just despicable methods. Sister Qingcheng, whom I’ve met, doesn’t like the Demon Spring Saint Son at all, she couldn’t possibly marry him. The Demon Spring Clan must have used some despicable means to force Sister Qingcheng."

Ling Die suddenly burst out indignantly, with tears welling up in her beautiful eyes.

Ye Tian trembled.

Qingcheng??????

Could it be this Qingcheng is...

Jin Qingcheng?

"Ling Die, the Sister Qingcheng you mentioned, what is her name?"

Ye Tian couldn’t help but ask.

"Jin Qingcheng, and she seems to be human too." Ling Die looked at Ye Tian and replied.

Ye Tian’s eyes instantly turned gloomy, flickering.

"Alas! Speaking of it, that Jin Qingcheng is unlucky. It’s said she possesses a top-tier Divine, which attracted the Demon Spring Clan’s interest. A Demon Spring Clan elder took her as a disciple with ulterior motives."

"A top-tier Divine is an irresistible temptation even to the Demon Spring Clan."

"Originally, the Demon Spring Clan intended to use some atrocious means to forcibly strip and seize Jin Qingcheng’s Divine."

"But speaking of luck, Jin Qingcheng has a peerless beauty, rare in the world, and was the instant fancy of the Demon Spring Saint Son, who is determined to marry her."

"However, Jin Qingcheng supposedly refuses even to the point of death. It’s rumored that Jin Qingcheng has someone she loves."

"In order to marry Jin Qingcheng, the Demon Spring Saint Son allegedly pleaded with an old fate priestess of the Demon Spring Clan. That old fate priestess, using vast methods, sealed Jin Qingcheng’s memories completely."

"Thus, with the Demon Spring Clan’s members deceiving her together, Jin Qingcheng, bewildered, reluctantly agreed to marry the Demon Spring Saint Son."

...

After Ling Heng finished speaking.

Ye Tian smiled.

Only, his smile was extremely cruel.

"Demon Spring Clan, very well, we are, Never give up!!!"

Ye Tian roared internally, his Murderous Intent was rampant.

Involuntarily, Ye Tian asked, "Is it far from here to the Demon Spring Clan?"

"Does the guest wish to attend the Demon Spring Clan’s wedding?" Ling Heng asked.

Ye Tian nodded.

"Not far, however, the place where the Demon Spring Clan resides is extremely concealed, without the Demon Spring Clan’s Magic Spring Battle Car’s transport, no one can reach the Demon Spring Clan. If the guest wishes to attend the wedding, then tomorrow, when the Demon Spring Clan’s carriage comes to fetch the wine and Ling Die, you can go with them."

Ling Heng spoke, his voice full of sadness.

He had decided to let his daughter perform at the Demon Spring Saint Son’s wedding, even if it might lead to her tragedy, it was better than having the whole Qing Yan Clan buried along with her, right?

He was not only a father but also the Clan Leader of the Qing Yan Clan.

The Demon Spring Clan. A festive scene.

Red lanterns hung everywhere.

Bright and clear.

In an ancient-style pavilion.

Several matrons from the Demon Spring Clan were putting on makeup for Jin Qingcheng.

Makeup, so to speak, was simple because Jin Qingcheng was so beautiful that even without powder, she was breathtaking.