Soaring of Galaxia

"Xu’Er, one day those faces will change. Please believe in me," he promised. Qin Wushuang had never been so full of confidence as the present moment.

He felt that this was his mission, a holy mission!

The two of them held each other’s palms. Without speaking any words, there was only the sound of pulsing heartbeats. Both had appeared lost in thought as they looked at the almost discernible mountain in the far distance. Across the blue and ash gray dome of heaven, the continuous falling of large snowflakes had made the scene appear incredibly desolate. It seemed to be a hopeless scene. Yet...

One would not know whether it was arranged by fate or not.

In this gray and blue heavenly dome, a pair of flying birds flicked their wings and plundered across the sky filled with the dancing snowflakes. Bellowing stubborn cries and flicking their wings they shot across the sky like an arrow leaving behind a pair of shadow figures.

"Brother Qin!" Suddenly, Mu Rong Xu seemed to be touched as she cried out with excitement.

Qin Wushuang grasped Mu Rong Xu’s palm and used his strong, powerful arm to let Mu Rong Xu lean against him. As the two of them snuggled against each other, despite the world of ice and snow, it was as if their two hearts had melted at the same time and merged into one.

"Miss, miss!"

Little Bamboo’s cry had came from beneath the mountain. The voice of this little girl had sounded somewhat anxious. Soon, they saw Little Bamboo’s petite figure on the hill, noticing she did not even have the time to shake the snowflakes from her head.

Both Qin Wushuang and Mu Rong Xu flashed like lightning and dropped before Little Bamboo. "Little Bamboo, what’s the matter?"

Little Bamboo gasped for breath and kept stroking the pit of her stomach. After regaining her breath, she said with a sense of urgency, "Miss, guests from three or four powerhouses have come to the sect. They have all proposed marriage to the Floating Snow House. It appears they are targeting you."

The color on Mu Rong Xu’s face had changed slightly as she said with a somewhat resentful tone, "Who are such boring people?"

Little Bamboo said, "I wasn’t able to acquire the exact information. However, I heard that they are all reputable people and there seemed to be powerhouses from the Heavenly Emperor Eight Gates."

Inwardly, Mu Rong Xu’s heart sank as she looked at Qin Wushuang with astonishment.

Qin Wushuang still remained calm and collected as he said, "Xu’Er, no need to worry. The feelings between you and me are clear. Even if there are ten or even one hundred houses, as long as our hearts remain the same, their proposals are a joke."

Mu Rong Xu said with a determined expression, "I am going to tell them now that I will only marry the man named Qin Wushuang. The unusual man who grew up from the human countries."

Celebrating their mutual feelings, they laughed joyfully. No matter the pressure or opposing person, they could go to hell! As long as their love stayed true, any troubles were just like floating clouds!

When they had returned to the Floating Snow House again, the atmosphere had appeared strange. There were a total of four groups of people. Two of these four groups had come from the Heavenly Emperor Eight Gates. The most coincidental part was that they were people from the Heavenly Punishing Villa and the Sound of the Thunder sect.

Qin Wushuang shivered inside. He realized that this group of marriage proposals were not a coincidence, but a targeted conspiracy.

Qin Wushuang revealed a faint smile. Ignoring these people as if they were just air, he walked in and said, "Lord Mu Rong, please excuse my manners for going away without informing you."

Mu Rong Qianji said with a light smile, "Don’t mention it. Come, let me introduce you to our guests: young master Yan Zhuiyang of the Heavenly Punishing Villa; young master Lei Jiao of the Sound of Thunder sect. young master Wu Dingyuan of the Hundred Swords Sect, and finally young master Hu Qiulan of the Vase Mound Venerable Clan."

Qin Wushuang said with a faint smile, "It’s an honor to meet you all."

Mu Rong Qianji said with a smile, "This is young master Qin Wushuang of the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan.

Yan Zhuiyang revealed a cold and arrogant smile. "Qin Wushuang? I heard there is a Qin Wushuang of the human countries, could it be this one before us?"

Mu Rong Qianji smiled lightly for it would be none of his business if the youngsters were to quarrel.

Treating Yan Zhuiyang as air, Qin Wushuang turned a deaf ear. Qin Wushuang would not fall for such provocation, it wasn’t in his character.

Shaking his paper fan, Hu Qiulan appeared to be a graceful young master full of elegant demeanor. He said with a light smile, "Lord Mu Rong, at the Vase Mound Mountain I was extremely touched after I had heard about miss Mu Rong’s deeds. I only feel that despite the large number of princesses of the Xuan Yuan Mound, only someone like Mu Rong would be my lifelong partner. Therefore, without stopping to rest, I had come to propose the marriage. Unexpectedly, these other young masters shared the same thought as me. Each one of us wished to be the first here. Unexpectedly, no one seems to have got the upper hand. This is a rather difficult situation."

Wu Dingyuan of the Hundred Swords Sect also laughed, "I have travelled here at top speed. Too bad, too bad. If I had come one step earlier, perhaps I would have gained the upper hand."

"Ha ha, Senior Brother Wu, it’s not allowed for you to be swift-footed and be the first. Unfortunately, Lord Mu Rong only has one princess. If there were four, we would not be in such a difficult situation."

The warriors seemed to have already overwhelmed their host with their testaments and intentions.

Initially, Mu Rong Qianji was wearing a faint smile. However, after he had heard the words from them, his expression had clearly become displeased. These four spoke with a disrespectful tone. How could they talk about a marriage proposal?

Yan Zhuiyang spoke with an especially mocking tone, "Lord Mu Rong, it was not easy for us to come from such a far distance. You must not play favourites. I’ve heard this Qin Wushuang seems to share some close relationship with your daughter, but there was no marriage contract right? You cannot favor him just because he knows your daughter. We all admired miss Mu Rong equally."

Mu Rong Xu walked in and said with an indifferent tone, "Everyone, even if you came here with good intentions for this proposal, I would not even reply with a simple thank you. I only want to say that if you do not wish to make yourselves look like clowns, then get out of the Floating Snow House immediately."

"This miss is drop-dead gorgeous. You certainly must be miss Mu Rong, right?"

"Indeed you are of outstanding beauty."

A layer of coldness covered Mu Rong Xu’s face. Qin Wushuang walked over with a cold sneer and gently stood in front of Mu Rong Xu to protect her. He said with an indifferent tone "You four. If you truly came to propose marriage, I would have showed you some respect. After all, you guys do have good insights. However, judging from your stances, it seems as though you are here to cause trouble."

"Qin, leave us. This is none of your business! Now that everyone is standing equally, you are not likely to hold any advantages over us," Lei Jiao swore at him with an incredibly rude and unreasonable tone.

"Yes, who do you think you are? Can you represent the Floating Snow House? Since when is it your turn to make the decisions at the Floating Snow House? Even if you are willing to marry into your wife’s family, it’s not possible for you to be the decision maker at the Floating Snow House."

"Ha ha, a rich kid who has come out of the human countries. After having a stroke of luck, does he think he is a disciple of a tyrant? Tsk tsk, this manner in which he speaks, does he truly think he has come from the Heavenly Emperor Gate?"

When seeing all of these people come to propose marriage, Mu Rong Qianhuan also felt a rush of resentment. Hee could hear these people speaking unreasonable things, which furthered his torment.

"You young masters are all young and exceptional talent of the Xuan Yuan Mound. When you appeared at my Floating Snow House at the same time, your presence brought light to my humble dwelling. However, marriage is not child’s play. If you truly wish to propose marriage, you should have someone to act as an officiate, right? You should have someone to assume the responsibility?"

"Ha ha, Lord Qianhuan, all of us have come in such haste. We were afraid to fall behind if we waited for the matchmaker."

"Even without the matchmaker, you should treat it as a child’s play. If you do harbor such intentions, I have an idea," Mu Rong Qianhuan said with a smile.

"What is your idea?"

Mu Rong Qianhuan shot a glance at Mu Rong Qianji, but still opened his mouth to speak, "In our Floating Snow House, it is only Mu Rong Xu who is of age to marry. However, there are five of you exceptional talents and if we agree to any one of you, we would have offended the other four..."

"Enough, Second Uncle!" Mu Rong Xu reprimanded with a clear voice. "Second Uncle, if you keep treating my marriage as a bargaining chip, the bloodline between me and you will cease to exist today!"

"You four, listen closely. Don’t think that everyone here are idiots and cannot see through your little schemes. Haven’t you come here to take advantage? Even if you have come from the Heavenly Emperor Mountain, what about it? With your substandard personality, I would still look down on you. Even if you are the son of the Heavenly Emperor, I will look down on you all the same!"

This was the first time Yan Zhuiyang had been scolded directly since he was born. If he didn’t get his way on this trip, he was likely to become hostile.

Hu Qiulan said with a fake smile, "Miss Mu Rong, this is truly a misunderstanding. I do not hold grudge with the Floating Snow House and do not wish to take advantage of your situation. It’s truly because..."

With a cold and ruthless gaze, Qin Wushuang looked at Hu Qiulan and said, "The Vase Mound Venerable family of the Vase Mound Mountain right? If you speak another word of nonsense, I promise that you will not return to the Vase Mound Mountain!"

Hu Qiulan laughed evilly. "Are you threatening me?"

Qin Wushuang said lightly, "No, you do not deserve my threats. I am only informing you of the facts. If you wish, you can try speak another word of nonsense."

Hu Qiulan was not a disciple to the Heavenly Emperor Eight Gate. He had accepted the invitation to come here to join the fun. He would genuinely be unwilling if he was asked to stand out and get targeted by Qin Wushuang. Upon thinking of the vicious methods Qin Wushuang used to deal with the Heavenly Luo Daoist Sect, he was truly intimidated. For the time being, he did not dare to speak anymore.

Revealing an embarrassed smile, he said, "Everyone, one can commit a crime by words. I will not speak anymore. You all, who enjoy speaking, should go ahead."

Yan Zhuiyang looked at Qin Wushuang coldly and said with a sneer, "I didn’t realize that you kids from the human countries are rather harsh and unreasonable. If I speak another word, could it be I will not return to the Heavenly Punishing Villa?"

"You can see what happens if you’d like," Qin Wushuang said with a cold sneer.

Mu Rong Qianji knew that Qin Wushuang’s anger had flared out. He also knew that since Qin Wushuang was able to deal with the Heavenly Luo Daoist Sect, it’s possible for him to kill these four.

Immediately, he stepped out to be the peacemaker. "Everyone, here at the Floating Snow House, you are all my guests. Calling out intentions of murder and killing is a great disrespect to the Floating Snow House. This is my final question: which one of you will follow through and be qualified to discuss engagement with me?"

As soon as he spoke these words, even Mu Rong Xu was stunned. What were her father’s intentions?