HPDBC Chapter 356 As Long as You're Bold, Next Year You'll Be Pregnant!
Chapter 356 As Long as You're Bold, Next Year You'll Be Pregnant!
Upon hearing her father's words, Yu Feiyu's first reaction was to turn her head sharply towards Ye Feng. To her delight, however, Big Brother Ye did not object straight away, which meant there might be a chance.
After all, although Yu Xianhe had planned to hold a martial competition for marriage in the imperial capital, it was initially the moment Yu Feiyu had vehemently opposed it. It was simply preposterous for her to agree to such an absurd marriage recruitment—after all, what era were they living in?
Additionally, following the outbreak of miasma in the Central Region Fallen Dragon Valley, Yu Xianhe had put the matter on hold, allowing Yu Feiyu to narrowly escape this calamity.
Yet, it seemed that no matter if it was in the secular world or among these hidden ancient martial arts families, older unmarried women couldn't escape the fate of being rushed into arranged marriages—a pitiable reflection of a parent's heart.
But now, listening to her father say that the way to win the martial competition for marriage was to eliminate the miasma, Yu Feiyu immediately chose to tacitly agree, since the eventual victor was her Big Brother Ye.
From this perspective, what women actually opposed wasn't the matchmaking or marriage contest itself, but rather, the major reason for their disapproval was dissatisfaction with the prospective suitors.
However, the most frustrated person present was undoubtedly Ye Feng, forced to watch this father-daughter duo blatantly lie without being able to object, for he could see that Yu Xianhe was using him as a shield to fend off the advances of the Flora Sect.
After all, the Valley of the Medicine God did owe Ye Feng a favor. And with Yu Feiyu being his half-disciple, anger aside, Yu Feiyu's individual qualities were not subpar at all. In both appearance and figure, she was top-notch, her elegant long hair paired with a pale green gown lending her a hint of refined grace, the elegance of a well-bred lady in full display.
Furthermore, Yu Feiyu's talent in both medicine and martial arts was actually quite impressive. At her current age, she had cultivated to the Divine Path Realm, ranking within the top twenty even among the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts.
So, to say that Ye Feng harbored no special thoughts about Yu Feiyu would certainly be a lie. After all, what man could remain indifferent upon seeing such a celestial being as her?
An elder of the Flora Sect asked coldly, "Valley Master Yu, this sounds rather frivolous. You wouldn't be using such an excuse merely to pacify us, would you?"
Although Yu Xianhe was lying through his teeth, his face was as thick as an old tree's bark, utterly unabashed as he said, "Could I possibly fabricate such a tale? After all, this concerns my daughter's reputation!"
In fact, the old man had calculated that Ye Feng would not expose him on the spot. Even if Ye Feng disagreed, he would certainly not do so publicly, and Yu Xianhe was counting on this.
At this point, the three elders of the Flora Sect found themselves at a loss for words. The matter had already progressed to the point of nearly being settled in marriage; there was no place for their proposal.
Of course, the happiest person present was none other than Yu Feiyu. At this moment, she coyly tucked her head down without speaking, casting tender, longing glances at Ye Feng from the corner of her eye.
How could Hua Youque stand such a scene? He stepped forward and said, "Valley Master Yu, I object!"
Yu Xianhe's brows furrowed slightly, clearly somewhat displeased. If not for the fact that the Valley of the Medicine God owed the Flora Sect a favor, his impatience would have manifested the day prior. Now, with his stance made clear, to still refute him was unacceptable.
Reminded of this, Yu Xianhe felt a surge of irritation; after all, for over twenty years, the Valley of the Medicine God had supported the Flora Sect in many ways, such as providing annual supplies of Healing Pills and materials required for martial arts practice.
Seeing that the time was almost ripe, Yu Xianhe chuckled, "Both of you, rest assured, my Valley of the Medicine God may lack other things, but we will never run short of healing medicines. As long as it is not instant death, even if someone's half a step into the Hall of King Yama, I can pull them back."
His words were quite clear, and besides, even though the competition was about fighting and killing, as long as no one died, it would not be a big issue. Of course, the reason Yu Xianhe said this was firstly to deliberately heighten the tension. Secondly, and most importantly, he believed in Ye Feng's strength.
Even though Hua Youque was considered a rare talent among the current generation of the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts, in front of Northern King Ye Feng, not to mention competing with him, Hua Youque wasn't even fit to carry Ye Feng's shoes. In fact, Yu Xianhe had already long been plotting this scene.
"This hall is not a place for a contest, Valley of the Medicine God has a dedicated Martial Arts Training Field. Please, would the two outstanding young heroes move there?" Two elders of the Valley of the Medicine God spoke up.
"Excellent, but before the competition, we need to make things clear. If our Flower Prince wins by chance today, then what should the Valley of the Medicine God do?" the elder with white beard from Flora Sect asked.
Yu Xianhe pondered for a moment, then said, "If today Ye Feng loses to this Hua Youque, then the original agreement between my Valley of the Medicine God and Young Master Ye shall be null and void. Additionally, on the spot, I would agree to Flora Sect's marriage proposal."
Here, Yu Xianhe suddenly said coldly, "However, if the Flower Prince is defeated today, then please do not bring up this marriage matter again."
"Very well, then it is settled. Young master, let us proceed to the Martial Arts Practice Field to examine the terrain!" The three elders from Flora Sect straightened their backs, their demeanor full of confidence, as if victory was already assured.
Ye Feng felt his head swell with the turn of events; things were becoming increasingly difficult to clarify. If this continued, his relationship with Yu Feiyu might truly become impossible to define.
Yu Feiyu stepped forward, giggling, "Master, from now on, my happiness is all in your hands. But I believe in you, Master. It would be best if you beat that damned Flower Prince to a pulp. I have a Three-turn Rejuvenation Pill right here, just beat him as hard as you can for me!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng could only shake his head helplessly, then stepped forward to leave.
Yu Xianhe, following behind, quietly said to his daughter, "How about it, my daughter? Isn't your father's strategy superior?"
Yu Feiyu was naturally delighted, not only escaping the entanglement of Flora Sect today but also clarifying her relationship with Ye Feng. She immediately gave a thumbs up and said, "Superior indeed, Father is truly superior!"
Yu Xianhe chuckled and assured her, "Don't worry, my daughter. Tonight, I will spare no expense, bringing out the treasured Flora Brew I've kept for many years to try getting the youngster drunk. Then it will be your turn to make the cooked rice raw."
"Don't be shy, my daughter. There's a saying in the Mortal World, as long as you have the guts, next year you will have a big belly!"
"..." Yu Feiyu was left speechless, not daring to pay any more attention to her shameless old father, and hurriedly rushed after Ye Feng.
Yu Xianhe, meanwhile, shook his head and sighed from behind, saying, "To find a good son-in-law for my one precious daughter, is it easy for me?"
With no one responding to his words, the group quickly arrived at the Martial Arts Training Field to the west. By that time, the sun was near setting. The huge sunset hanging over the valley bathed the entire valley in blood-red hues, adding an extra sense of solemnity and tension.
Hua Youque, in his colorful, vibrant long robe, fluttered in the wind as he swiftly moved to the top of the Martial Arts Training Field, then extended a hand that was longer and whiter than an ordinary person's and said, "Please!"