The Story of the Supreme Ruler

Chapter 38: Matchmaking

“OK for the second explanation, introduce my name is Qing Zun and I am the ancestor of the Qing Long Empire or can be called the founder of the empire also”.

“And for the last explanation why I did all this is..” Qing Zun said her words with half and a half which made Luo Zheng seriously hear her.

“I want you to marry my youngest descendant, his name is Qing Xinci rest easy he is a very smart and also beautiful” Qing Zun said it very casually.

Meanwhile Luo Zheng was greatly shocked by the reason of all this, he wondered why fate could find him with this madman.

“No, no, no! what a drunk senior was suddenly marrying off your descendants to an unknown cultivator” Luo Zheng shook his head as a sign that he refused to be betrothed.

Qing Zun looked at Luo Zheng's eyes with a stern look, “What are your words that I can take as rejection?” Said Qing Zun in a heavy voice.

Luo Zheng felt panic and fear with anger from Qing Zun, “No! not that I mean” Luo Zheng calmed Qing Zun whose face was full of anger.

“So you didn't reject it right?” Qing Zun asked Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng flinched in confusion he felt a sense of furstation, fear, and panic at the same time.

'Shit! this is not good at all, the strength of this person is very strong when you want to check it with the system will definitely not be able to or if it can certainly be full of question marks. Why does destiny always lead me to a miserable path, ha. I must quickly become strong and be able to control my own destiny in the future' Luo Zheng thought critically but still there was no way out.

Luo Zheng stood up then lowered his head, “It is not that I want to refuse, but it is because I am still young and I do not know your descendant Qing Xinci at all. So give me a chance to meet him and discuss this, how is senior?” Luo Zheng explained the thing that stuck his mind.

Qing Zun was silent and pensive for a while because of Luo Zheng's words, he held his chin like a person who was thinking out loud.

Qing Zun pulled and exhaled, “Alright what you said is true as well, it seems like I was too impulsive with you to not think of something like this”.

“And to overcome that I will bring Qing Xinci before you when the Imperial Tournament is over, then you must make sure that she is fine otherwise.”.

“Alright! well I understand what senior means, so you told me to take care of him when the time comes!” Luo Zheng cut Qing Zun's words.

“Hm! it's good that you understand quickly, so for that reason why I'll tell you later” Qing Zun stood up and then flicked her finger back.

The world turned back to its original state, where Luo Zheng and the others wanted to register as participants of the Imperial Tournament.

'Have I come back...?' Inner Luo Zheng after glancing at the surroundings.

'Really! I've already taken you out of the illusionary world I created thanks to my cultivation technique, and as information I've already registered you and your friend as participants so there's no need to worry' Qing Zun's voice rang out within Luo Zheng's mind, sound transmission could only be done when a cultivator reached the Divine Soul Core Realm.

Luo Zheng had already guessed such a thing and thought back further that the possibility of this Qing Zun had already reached the limit or exceeded the will of the heavenly law.

Luo Zheng and the others went back to the inn which left a question in the minds of Meng Yan and Song Xiaoyan, but they did not have time to think about useless things and chose to prepare for the tournament.

***

In an unknown cave, there were two people playing a game of chess. They play so seriously that it makes the atmosphere feel terrible, if there are people who disturb them then there is likely only death that will pick him up.

“How, have you finished your business?” Asked a man with white hair and golden eyes with a star-like symbol.

“Iya, I've already finished it. More importantly are you okay?, I was so worried when you vomited blood from the mouth, I never thought a Spying Destiny would be overwhelmed with a fate from the youth of” said a white-haired man with several blue strands.

The white-haired man sighed heavily, “You just don't know how terrifying a destiny that young man will experience, you just don't know, if I don't stop my cultivation technique I will most likely die and if I'm lucky to be alive but I can only live the rest of my life with severe mental disorder.” The white-haired man explained with a beautiful face anxious to remember the events experienced.

“What is that terrible?” asked the bluish-white-haired man with a face that was quite annoying.

Brak!

Cracks!

The white-haired man hit where he played chess to the point of being crushed by his powerful punch resulted in a considerable crack, “Basic old bastard!, he said!, you should be grateful that I helped you find a candidate for your descendants, but you replied with that annoying face of yours, I'm so Angry!!”.

The white-haired man constantly complained, making the bluish-white-haired man become a sore ear listening to his complaints.

“Alright, alright! I'll give you a compensation that will make you satisfied, so please stop complaining it just makes my ears hurt” The bluish-white haired man finally gave up and decided to give me a decent compensation.

The white-haired man was silent for a while and stared intently, “Ha?, indeed what compensation can make me satisfied”.

The bluish-white haired man smiled cunningly in his mind, “What about the magazine about the nine elf candidates lust?” the bluish-white haired man said it casually.

'The nine elf candidates lust?!' this thought flashed through the minds of the white-haired man quickly.

“Ahem, ahem!” White-haired man pretended to cough to avoid the suspicion of the bluish-white-haired man, “It is very indecent for Eastern Dragon to say that, but because you have given it then it will not be polite if you do not receive it” he said with a reddish face.

'It's so easy to guess!' thought the bluish-white haired man.

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