In the land of Tianxuan, on Donghua Continent, resided the most prominent clan—the Su family.
"Father, Mother, I want to take the Saintess of the Immortal Sword Sect as my concubine. Please, give me your blessing!"
A young man, around twenty, stood before his parents, his gaze intense and unwavering.
"That Chu Yanran… she's at least thirty years older than you. Are you certain?" Su Hao and his wife stared at their only son, Su Chen, in shock.
"Yes, I am."
Seeing his son's resolute expression, Su Hao's eyes narrowed. "You unfilial son! If you marry the Saintess of the Immortal Sword Sect, what will that do to our family's generational hierarchy?"
To Su Hao, his son was nothing more than a wayward young man, wasting his days indulging in pleasure rather than pursuing proper cultivation. Now, this kid had the nerve to want to marry a woman thirty years his senior!
Marrying an older woman? This would bring shame to the Su family!
"You fool around on your own time, fine—I turn a blind eye. But now, you want to make it official?"
"Father…" Su Chen was stunned.
Wasn't his old man usually quite indulgent? What was with the sudden hostility today?
Su Hao scoffed. "Don't call me father! If you actually go through with marrying the Saintess, I'll break your third leg!"
Su Chen's face twitched slightly at that, casting a helpless glance at his mother, Qin Xinran. He knew his father was firmly under his mother's thumb when it came to household matters.
Sure enough, upon seeing her son's pleading look, Qin Xinran slapped Su Hao's shoulder, her expression stern. "Old Su, why are you shouting at our son?"
"Chen'er is all grown up; it's high time he settled down! Haven't you heard? Older women are more caring."
Su Hao rolled his eyes but held his tongue. His wife was the real authority in the family, after all.
"Fine! I'm done with this!" Su Hao turned and stormed off.
"Chen'er, Mother supports you. Just wait—you'll be a groom soon enough." Qin Xinran gently touched her son's forehead, a knowing smile on her face.
Meanwhile, Su Chen's heart was dancing with glee.
He wasn't from this world. He was a transmigrator from Earth who'd ended up in a fantasy novel called 'Invincible Martial Soul'.
The unfortunate part? He'd taken over the body of a major villain!
In the original storyline, he was a stepping stone for one of the male leads, Ye Fan, who repeatedly humiliated him. Eventually, Ye Fan even nailed him to the walls of Donghua's main city as a grim display.
Like hell he'd accept that fate!
Since he was here, he'd change his destiny!
Forget Ye Fan's so-called protagonist halo—he was going to crush it.
Ye Fan, I'm coming for you. Let's see who gets the last laugh!
Su Chen's eyes glinted with ambition, picturing himself ruling this entire world.
Chu Yanran was a pivotal character in Ye Fan's rise to power. As Ye Fan's master, she guided him in his cultivation, eventually accepting him as her final disciple. Over time, their relationship deepened, and they became Dao partners.
Her unique celestial fragrance constitution had massively boosted Ye Fan's cultivation.
A year after, the old sect leader of the Immortal Sword Sect passed on the position to Chu Yanran, who then used the sect's resources to help Ye Fan's power skyrocket, making him the unrivaled prodigy of Donghua's younger generation.
And that was exactly why Su Chen wanted to claim Chu Yanran as his concubine.
The author of the original novel had described her beauty as matchless—a woman who could bring down kingdoms. Su Chen couldn't help but lick his lips at the thought.
"Chen'er, what are you daydreaming about?"
Pulled out of his thoughts by his mother's voice, Su Chen quickly grinned. "Nothing, Mother. Right now, the most important thing is securing this marriage!"
"Oh, my impatient boy!" Qin Xinran chuckled, thinking her son was simply eager to start a family. She patted his shoulder and headed toward the study to make preparations.
As she left, Su Chen looked in the direction of the Immortal Sword Sect, a smirk curling at his lips.
The Su family was the largest sword-cultivating clan on Donghua Continent, with immense wealth and a strong lineage of powerful cultivators. Marrying the saintess of a smaller sect like the Immortal Sword Sect would be a trivial matter.
In fact, an alliance with the Su family would elevate the Immortal Sword Sect's standing on the continent.
Suddenly!
A dazzling golden light shone in the skies above the Immortal Sword Sect.
Moments later, Qin Xinran's voice echoed across the sky.
"My son, Su Chen, will soon arrive to take the Saintess of the Immortal Sword Sect as his concubine. Prepare accordingly!"
Her words caused an uproar throughout the sect.
"Su family! Donghua's Su family is as domineering as ever!"
"Outrageous! That wastrel Su Chen is unworthy of our pure Saintess!"
"Yes, how dare a mere mortal covet our saintess? It's like a toad lusting after a swan."
"Shh! Keep your voice down, brothers. That's the Su family we're talking about—a top force in the Tianxuan land. We can't afford to offend them."
Throughout the Immortal Sword Sect, disciples' faces were grim with resentment.
Boom!
Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the sky.
In the clouds above the sect, a golden vortex appeared.
A beam of golden light shot out, illuminating the heavens!
The sect disciples looked up in terror; the weaker ones fell to their knees, unable to withstand the immense pressure.
As the light faded, twelve grand flying boats appeared. Leading them was a massive vessel pulled by nine pitch-black flood dragons, each over a hundred feet long, their scales shining darkly, and every one of them at the Sacred King level.
At the prow of the vessel stood a young man in a black robe, his demeanor commanding. Beside him was an elder, radiating an aura of wisdom.
The elder respectfully leaned toward the young man. "Young master, we've arrived at the Immortal Sword Sect."
Su Chen gazed down coldly. "Uncle Third, let's descend."
Immediately, a group of sect elders came up to welcome him, their faces showing mixed feelings of respect and apprehension.
Entering the sect, Su Chen felt countless resentful stares, but he remained unfazed, merely sneering in response.
To him, these disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect were mere insects, beneath his notice.
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In the Immortal Sword Sect's main hall, an indignant shout echoed. "Sect Master, I refuse to become the concubine of Su family's young master!"
The speaker was none other than Chu Yanran herself, her beautiful face a mixture of fury and anguish as she glared at Su Chen with a look that could kill.
She was a Dao Palace-level cultivator with a rare Nine-Rank Martial Soul. Naturally, she found the thought of marrying a mortal like Su Chen beneath her.
In her eyes, he was nothing but a useless brat—unworthy of even standing by her side.
But as Chu Yanran's murderous gaze bore into him, Su Chen only smirked, his eyes filled with a hint of sinister delight.
So, she truly was as beautiful as the novel had described—an absolute vision.
In his mind, Chu Yanran was already his.
After all, spring had come, and it was time for the Su family to sow its seeds.
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