Rage surged back, completely eclipsing the fear in Feng Qingcheng's heart.
She let out a muffled grunt and said indignantly, "Feng Ninghe, do you know who you are about to marry in the Western You Continent? The Underworld King?"
"Oh?"
Feng Ninghe showed a curious expression, her eyelids lifting as she stared directly at Feng Qingcheng.
A hint of arrogance entered Feng Qingcheng's eyes. Her voice, sharp and triumphant, declared, "I have a good relationship with the Underworld King. We are deeply in love, and it's only a matter of time before I marry him. If you dare to harm even a single hair on my head, the Underworld King will surely make you suffer!"
"What! Feng Qingcheng is marrying the Underworld King!"
Her words sent the cultivators into a frenzy.
The Underworld King of the Western You Continent held a noble status, revered by all, and none dared to offend him.
To be able to ally with such a figure was a blessing of three lifetimes.
Madam Zhang's eyes flashed with wild joy, her excitement palpable. "Qing... Qingcheng is actually marrying the Underworld King! Doesn't that mean we'll rise to prominence?"
At this moment, Madam Zhang finally understood why Feng Qingcheng looked down on Baili Yang.
Baili Yang couldn't even compare to a single hair on the Underworld King's head.
Feng Guangyao beamed, his eyes crinkling with delight. "Feng Qingcheng is marrying the Underworld King! Once they are wed, Qingcheng will soar to great heights. What is the insignificant Feng family then?"
Even a top-tier immortal sect would not dare to provoke the Underworld King. If he were to become enraged, the entire continent would tremble!
That was the exalted Underworld King!
"We've long heard that Feng Qingcheng has some connection with the Underworld King of the Western You Continent. We never expected she would actually marry him!"
"That's the Underworld King of the Western You Continent, a person of such noble status. From now on, we must maintain good relations with the Feng family and absolutely must not offend Feng Qingcheng!"
The cultivators chattered amongst themselves, their expressions filled with excitement.
The Underworld King had always been aloof and uninterested in women. Who would have thought Feng Qingcheng was to marry him?
The entire Feng family would surely prosper from this. Even immortal sects would have to treat the Feng family with respect, and all members of the Feng family would have the opportunity to travel to the Western You Continent.
Several elders of the Feng family crowded around.
The Second Elder's eyes sparkled with shrewdness as he ingratiatingly looked at her. "Qingcheng, are you truly marrying the Underworld King? The Feng family will have to rely on you in the future."
Feng Qingcheng dismissed it with a wave of her hand. "What difficulty is there in that? Once I marry the Underworld King, everyone in the Feng family will have the chance to enter the Western You Continent. It will be effortless to improve their cultivation and extend their lifespan!"
The Third Elder quickly waved his hands. "Eldest Miss, please put down your sword. Do not harm Qingcheng. She is to marry the Underworld King in the future; she cannot be injured!"
Feng Qingcheng glared fiercely at Feng Ninghe, her words laced with a warning. "Feng Ninghe, release me at once! Even if you apologize, I will not forgive you. Unless you bark like a dog, and if I'm in a good mood, I might just let bygones be bygones."
Feng Ninghe lowered her long sword and looked at her with narrowed eyes. "It seems I must congratulate you on your upcoming marriage."
Feng Qingcheng, believing she had finally intimidated her, let out a smug grunt. "Naturally. Once I marry the Underworld King, I will be the most distinguished woman in the world. You won't even be fit to carry my shoes!"
Feng Ninghe's eyes curved into a smile, and she suddenly extended a palm, striking Feng Qingcheng fiercely.
A powerful wave of spiritual energy surged towards Feng Qingcheng.
The blow came so suddenly that Feng Qingcheng's knees buckled, and she fell straight to her knees!
"This..."
Feng Qingcheng's eyes widened in disbelief, her gaze fixed in horror on the woman in white before her.
Feng Ninghe's expression was cold. Her clean, fair face was framed by chilling eyes. She lifted her red lips and said, "Call me Grandpa Feng."
The cultivators rubbed their eyes, fearing they were mistaken, desperate to see the scene clearly.
Feng Qingcheng was about to marry the Underworld King and become the most distinguished woman in the world.
Did Feng Ninghe have a death wish? How dare she lay hands on Feng Qingcheng!
"Feng Ninghe, are you trying to die?"
Feng Guangyao's brows furrowed, and he rebuked sternly, "Feng Ninghe, you are taking advantage of her vulnerability to force Qingcheng to her knees! If the Underworld King learns of how you treated Qingcheng, he will surely flay you alive and grind your bones to dust!"
The Feng family elders also grew anxious.
The First Elder quickly said, "Ning'er, don't be rash. The Underworld King is not someone our Feng family can afford to provoke!"
Feng Ninghe ignored them, looking down with clear yet unfathomably deep eyes that gleamed with a cold light. "Even if you are marrying the Underworld King, you must honor the bet if you lose to me. I'll say it again: you can get up when you call me."
"Feng Ninghe!"
The Feng family elders could no longer stand by and all attacked simultaneously.
The immense spiritual energy had not even touched Feng Ninghe's sleeves before it was dispersed by a fan.
Su Hongxiu stood there calmly, a gentle smile gracing his soft features.
His composed demeanor suggested that he was not the one who had just acted.
The Second Elder looked at Su Hongxiu with a serious and slightly wary expression. "Sixth Master, this is a family matter for the Feng family. We hope you will not interfere."
Su Hongxiu acted as if he hadn't heard, remaining unmoved.
With Su Hongxiu present, the elders dared not make a move.
"Feng Ninghe, release me quickly!"
Feng Qingcheng struggled, trying to rise, but under the powerful pressure, she was unable to break free.
Her heart sank.
When had this wretched woman's spiritual power become so strong? She couldn't even get up!
After a moment, she seemed to realize something. She quickly shifted her gaze to Su Hongxiu, her eyes pleading. "Sixth Master, please do not interfere in this matter. You will be greatly rewarded in the future!"
She did not believe Feng Ninghe had the ability to make her kneel.
It must have been Sixth Master acting in secret.
Su Hongxiu ignored her, not even deigning to glance at her, and leisurely fanned himself.
"Since when do I have a fiancée?"
Suddenly, a distant, deep male voice descended from the sky.
The voice carried immense pressure, sending shivers down everyone's spines, instilling an inexplicable sense of fear and submission.
The once bright and sunny sky abruptly changed, and dark clouds instantly filled the heavens.
Everyone instinctively looked up at the sky.
A solitary figure hovered in the air. The man was clad in black, with a sturdy build. A silver chain was wrapped around his waist. He appeared like an unapproachable deity.
The silver chain seemed to writhe on his body like a living creature.
The man wore a golden mask. Upon closer inspection, intricate patterns could be seen carved into it. Beneath the mask, his narrow eyes were as cold as frost, unthawed. A red mole at the corner of his eye was both alluring and chilling.
His appearance startled everyone. They recoiled as if seeing a plague god, trembling in fear.
"This silver chain..."
"It's the Underworld King! The Underworld King is here!"
The cultivators exclaimed, and some, with weak knees, collapsed to the ground, unable to meet his piercing gaze.
Feng Qingcheng's pupils contracted sharply, her heart in utter disarray. The pressure on her had been lifted, but she still couldn't stand, falling helplessly to the ground.
The Underworld King... had actually come!
Wouldn't her lie be exposed now?