Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1117 - Marrying by Force

A light drizzle mirrored the somber mood within the Xuan Mansion.

Demon King Xuan Ting, Tu Shan, and the other Manifestation realm experts were all in the main hall of the Xuan Mansion.

“Demon King, what should we do now?”

There wasn’t a single smile on any of the faces here. Every face was grave.

“Demon King, the three days granted by the Jin Mansion are up. I’m afraid they are already on their way here,” Tu Shan said with a heavy voice, his hands clenched tightly into fists.

The Island of Myriad Demons was the heart of the Myriad Demon Islands, their most prosperous land.

It housed the sacred Demonic Mountain and was the first choice for the demonic cultivator experts across the Myriad Demon Islands to establish their stronghold.

In the Ping Shan Demonic Domain, a seventh-level Manifestation realm expert could establish a massive demonic path clan; here, that wasn’t enough.

Even the Xuan Mansion, with Demon King Xuan Ting, a ninth-level Manifestation realm expert, and numerous Manifestation realm experts overseeing it, was among the weakest of the island’s demonic clans.

On the other hand, the Jin Clan was a Legendary clan, meaning that it was a clan with a living Legendary realm expert overseeing it.

Across both the Tianwu Continent and the Myriad Demon Islands, such experts stood at the pinnacle of power.

The Jin Mansion had a Lesser Legendary realm expert in their ranks, so they were among the most formidable forces on the island.

Originally, the Xuan Mansion and the Jin Mansion had no dealings with one another.

After all, Legendary clans were rare on the Island of Myriad Demons, but third-rate ones like Xuan Mansion were plentiful.

Their only connection stemmed from Xuan Shitong.

Three years ago, she obtained the qualifications to ascend the demonic mountain and thus headed toward it.

Coincidentally, Jin Yaoyang—the Jin Mansion's young patriarch—qualified as well.

Jin Yaoyang was a renowned genius, already in the Greater Peak Manifestation realm at a young age. He was a pride of heaven who had mastered more than ten threads of law and was touted as the next Legendary realm expert of the Jin Mansion.

During the mountain ascent, Xuan Shitong caught Jin Yaoyang’s eye immediately.

After descending, he spared no effort in learning her identity. Then, he paid a visit to the Xuan Mansion, revealing his intentions of marrying Xuan Shitong.

For a third-rate clan, such a proposal from a Legendary clan’s heir was a golden opportunity. Any other third-rate clan would have agreed to it without any hesitation. However, Xuan Shitong was not like most.

Despite her refusal, Jin Yaoyang did not give up. Instead, he paid her regular visits, only to be rejected each time.

Soon, the tale spread across the island. People began mocking Jin Yaoyang and his repeated failures.

The idea of a brilliant, handsome young heir from a Legendary clan repeatedly rejected by a newly established third-rate clan became a source of ridicule and a stain on his pride.

The younger generation of many Legendary clans of the Island of Myriad Demons were watching Jin Yaoyang make a fool of himself with interest.

No matter how mild-tempered he was, even Jin Yaoyang eventually snapped.

From his perspective, someone of his status proposing to Xuan Shitong was already an act of grace. The Jin Mansion far outclassed the Xuan Mansion. She should have agreed to it very happily.

Yet she rejected him again and again, disgracing him before the entire island.

Thus, three days ago, Jin Yaoyang came to the Xuan Mansion to ask for her hand in marriage again.

He issued a cold threat: whether Xuan Shitong agreed to it or not, he would come to the Xuan Mansion to marry her in three days.

Jin Yaoyang was planning to marry her by force.

Had the Xuan Mansion also been a Legendary clan, backed by a Legendary realm expert, this would’ve been unthinkable.

Unfortunately, the Xuan Mansion had only been recently established. No matter if it was their foundation or their strength, they could not compare to the Jin Mansion in the slightest. A gust of wind from the Jin Mansion could uproot the Xuan Mansion.

This was why Demon King Xuan Ting and the others now wore such grim expressions.

Fight the Jin Mansion to the death?

That was nothing more than throwing an egg at a stone.

And now, the three days were up. Jin Yaoyang would soon arrive, ready to take his “bride.” How could they be feeling good?

“Demon King, could you try to contact Chen Fan? Perhaps he will have a solution,” said the Eastern Palace Demon Lord.

He was one of the veteran demon lords of the Xuan Ting Demon sect.

Back in the days when they only had the Four Great Demon Lords, the Eastern Palace Demon Lord was the strongest, second only to Demon King Xuan Ting. He was now a seventh-level Manifestation realm expert.

The demon king shook his head and said with a sigh, “I can’t get in touch with him.”

The mood sank further, as this final lifeline was gone.

If Jin Yaoyang really brought his people here, they would be completely powerless to stop them.

While Demon King Xuan Ting and the others were carrying a heavy heart, Xuan Shitong was looking at the misty drizzle, her feelings just as gray as the weather.

She, too, knew all too well: today marked the end of Jin Yaoyang’s three-day ultimatum. Even if she didn’t agree to it, he would forcibly bring her to the Jin Mansion.

Behind her, Yan Shuiyi approached quietly and said with a grave voice, “Your Highness, the Demon King has ordered you to leave immediately.”

Xuan Shitong shook her head and said, “Leave? Where can I go? And if I leave, what would Father and the others do? What if he comes down the demonic mountain and can’t find me?”

Yan Shuiyi felt somewhat anxious and said with a heavier voice, “Your Highness...”

“No need to say more, Shuiyi. I won’t leave. I’ll wait here for him to return.”

Xuan Shitong gazed at the towering demonic mountain, her expression softening. It seemed like she could see Chen Fan bitterly cultivating inside the Sacred Demon Palace Hall. Yet within that softness, a glint of resolve shone.

Suddenly, the rain outside the pavilion stopped.

A mass of terrifying demonic clouds shrouded the skies, looking incredibly dreadful.

Demon King Xuan Ting and the others flitted out, descending around the pavilion. They gazed at the demonic clouds shrouding the area, their expressions extremely grave.

So, they are finally here?

A group gleamed in the distance, swiftly closing in.

These people were dressed in black robes with golden hems. However, the youth leading them was dressed in a bright red wedding robe.

Tall and imposing, with sharp features and an air of unshakable pride, he exuded power and confidence.

He was none other than the Jin Mansion’s young patriarch, Jin Yaoyang.

Behind Jin Yaoyang, the auras of the people were similarly surging, especially the elder following closely behind. He radiated the brilliance of law, over fifty threads woven around him. A quasi-Legendary realm expert.

Jin Yaoyang led the procession through the skies, and even before they landed, his voice echoed across the Xuan Mansion.

“Shitong, I’m here to marry you.”

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