The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 1691 - Propose Marriage

Chapter 1691: Chapter 1691: Propose Marriage

Chapter 1691: Chapter 1691: Propose Marriage

Zhongzhou City had expanded, becoming a powerful domain that could rightfully stand alongside age-old powers like the Land of Hidden Fog, and Beiting Huang was the deserved emperor.

Zhongzhou City had prepared a lively and splendid coronation ceremony, and they were ready for Beiting Huang to choose an auspicious day to officially become their emperor, but the marriage proposal from the Yanmo Heavenly Clan disrupted all plans.

“I didn’t want to rush this either, after all, Little Ninth is still young, but the 33 Heavens, Mandala Land, and Central Continent have always been divided into three parts, and we have many relatives still in the Central Continent. If we could unify the Three Realms a day earlier, we could reunite with our loved ones a day earlier,” Yan Ye gently persuaded the people of Zhongzhou City who disagreed with the marriage proposal.

“What does your marriage have to do with this?” Yue Mengying asked, puzzled.

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Her sister had returned; she now had a husband and children by her side and was absolutely unwilling to let Beiting Huang marry so soon. Although she had already been in contact with Empress Su Mo, hoping to propose marriage to the Princess of the Nine Provinces Ink Region, Xu Xiaomo.

“I’ve met Xu Muyu, the Son of the Plane. He once told me that as long as Little Ninth and I conceive a child, that child could be the Son of the Plane. With a mere thought, he could unify the Three Realms,” said Yan Ye.

Upon hearing these words, indeed, hope glimmered across the faces of everyone in the grand hall of Zhongzhou City. Each person there came from the Central Continent and had lived for many years in the 33 Heavens; not a single one did not long for their distant relatives back in the Central Continent.

“I want to fulfill everyone’s wishes at the earliest; after all, time flows quicker in the 33 Heavens than in the Central Continent. I’m worried that by the time we can…” Yan Ye left his sentence unfinished, but the implied meaning in his words was understood by all.

For those of Heaven Rank, it would still be fine, but for those who weren’t, they feared there would be no chance of seeing them again.

Many looked towards Yue Mengying and Beiting Lang and his wife with pleading eyes; some even silently begged Beiting Lin to step forward and say something.

This was particularly true for Dongfang Ao and Ximen Song. Their loved ones were in the Central Continent! They dreaded returning only to find their beauties reduced to bones.

Beiting Lin did not need to be asked; he thought of the Central Continent every single day, not knowing how Huang City was faring. Without hesitation, he slammed his hand on the table, “It’s settled then, Little Ninth will marry. Once this chance passes, there won’t be another!”

Hiss!

Beiting Huang felt a twinge in her teeth. Was that any way to speak? As if she couldn’t marry otherwise.

“So be it then!” expressed Beiting Lang, somewhat dejected. He had not returned to the Central Continent for many years, and he missed his brother and sister every moment.

Perhaps at that time, no one considered how long it would take for Beiting Huang and Yan Ye to have a child and the time required for that child, with sufficient strength, to use their will to merge the continents.

What Xu Muyu actually said was, “When he comprehends the Cosmic Rules, just with a thought, he could unify the three continents into one.”

Instead of counting on a child whose whereabouts were unknown, it might be more plausible to hope that Beiting Huang could enter seclusion and properly refine the Life Light; perhaps there was greater hope in that.

But at that moment, no one thought of this, and no one even doubted the Devil Emperor’s words—as if a person like him could never lie.

The marriage was thus decided, catching Beiting Huang completely off guard.

Was this a proposal? Treating her like a head of cabbage, hashed out after some haggling, and just like that, settled?