Chapter 1086 Forced Marriage at the Door: Maha Tian's Ambition

Boom!

While Xiao Qingchen was spending his days engrossed in ancient books in the library, a clear, crisp sound suddenly rang out within the Floating Pagoda Realm.

Suddenly, from every peak in the towering mountains of the Floating Pagoda Realm, ancient and melodious bell chimes resounded continuously, filling the heavens and earth.

The sound of the bell resounded, and all the powerful members of the Futu Ancient Clan in the world felt it. Suddenly, they looked up and saw that billions of spiritual lights suddenly bloomed at the top of the majestic main peak.

Within the spiritual light, beams of light and shadow appeared, each radiating a chilling aura of spiritual power that made all the clansmen shudder.

As the light faded, twenty figures appeared atop the main peak, nineteen of them clearly distinguished from one another, and then stood respectfully behind the one at the very front.

The figure was an old man with white hair. He looked old and, compared to the nineteen figures behind him with their vast and powerful spiritual energy, he did not emit any spiritual energy. He looked like an ordinary old man and was not particularly noticeable.

However, when all the members of the Futu Ancient Clan present saw this old man, they couldn't help but stare intently and show respect.

"Welcome to the Great Elder!"

When the white-haired old man appeared, countless members of the Futu Ancient Clan in the world spoke respectfully, and even the elders showed reverence.

In the ancient Futu clan, the highest authority rests with the clan chief, but the clan chief has just passed away, and a suitable successor has yet to emerge.

Therefore, during this period of time, it was only the Grand Elder who protected the Futu Ancient Clan, which prevented the Futu Ancient Clan from losing its status. In terms of seniority, no one in the Futu Ancient Clan dared to disagree.

Fu Tu Xuan looked at his clansmen, his turbid gaze appearing extremely profound. Then, his peripheral vision seemed to pierce through the void, glancing at the small courtyard deep within the Qingmai. As if he had thought of something, a gloomy and complex look appeared in his eyes.

Fu Tu Xuan sighed softly, turned around and looked at the elders from various lineages behind him, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, prepare to welcome our distinguished guests."

As Fu Tu Xuan departed, the elders of each lineage followed closely behind. However, the expressions of these high-ranking members of the Fu Tu Ancient Clan varied. Among them, the elders of the Mo and Xuan lineages seemed to have a hint of schadenfreude on their faces, while the elders from the Qing lineage looked worried.

On the other side, seemingly sensing Fu Tu Xuan's gaze, Qing Yan Jing, who was sewing clothes for Xiao Qing Chen in the courtyard, suddenly felt a tightness in her heart. Hearing the ancient bell chiming in her ears, a bad premonition gradually welled up in her heart...

The ancient Futu clan, welcoming hall.

The once solemn and dignified hall was unusually heavy today, even carrying a hint of awkwardness.

The Futu Ancient Clan was headed by the Grand Elder Futu Xuan, with a dozen or so powerful elders from the Elder Council standing on either side.

Opposite them stood a group of guests exuding an aura of grandeur and ancient nobility—the envoys of the Maha Ancient Clan.

The leader was a handsome man dressed in a dark gold robe, with a face that carried a hint of sinister arrogance.

He is none other than Mo Hetian, who fought fiercely with Mo Yu and Xiao Yan back then, and is now the new patriarch of the Maha Ancient Clan!

At this moment, the spiritual pressure emanating from Maha Tian's body had clearly reached the Saint-grade Heavenly Supreme level, vast and boundless, carrying the unique aura of the Maha Ancient Clan that encompassed all things yet surpassed them.

"Maha Tian greets Elder Futu Xuan and all the elders."

Maha Tian bowed slightly, his voice booming, breaking the silence in the hall, and said bluntly, "I have come here to fulfill the marriage agreement made between my Maha Ancient Clan and the noble Miss Qing Yanjing many years ago."

His words were direct and without any beating around the bush.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the dozen or so elders in the hall who already knew the inside story became somewhat subtle, and their gazes involuntarily drifted toward Fu Tu Xuan, who sat at the head of the table with an expressionless face.

Fu Tu Xuan was also a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign whose aura was as unfathomable as an abyss.

He slightly raised his eyelids, glanced at Mohe Tian, ​​and said in a calm voice, "Chief Mohe, you must know about this matter. Yan Jing has already given birth to a son."

These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

The elders of the Maha clan behind Maha Tian immediately showed anger on their faces, feeling that this was a great disgrace.

However, Maha Tian himself had a seemingly indifferent but actually cold smile on his lips.

"I understand." Maha Tian's tone remained unchanged, as if he were talking about a trivial matter unrelated to himself: "It is normal for men and women to be unable to control themselves when they love each other. A few flaws are not a big deal."

The marriage alliance between our Maha Ancient Clan and the Futu Ancient Clan is a momentous event in the vast world, concerning the eternal alliance between our two clans and our joint resistance against potential future calamities. Personal matters are insignificant compared to the greater good of our clans.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the elders of the Futu Ancient Clan before finally settling on Futu Xuan, his tone carrying an undeniable pressure.

"Moreover, as a junior who has just ascended to the position of clan leader, I need such joyous events to stabilize people's hearts, and I also need the strong support of the Futu Ancient Clan."

Surely Elder Futu Xuan and the other elders will not disappoint this junior, nor... will they allow the alliance between the two races to be fractured because of this?"

These words, though seemingly gentle, were actually firm, elevating the marriage agreement to the level of an alliance between the two races, and even the stability within the five ancient races!

It further clarified that he needed to use this opportunity to consolidate his power. If the Futu Ancient Clan refused, it would be disrespectful to the Maha Ancient Clan and could affect the relationship between the five ancient clans.

Fu Tu Xuan remained silent for a moment.

How could he not know that this was a political tactic of Maha Tian? How could he not know that this was extremely unfair to Qing Yanjing, who already had someone she loved?

But as Maha Tian said, the five ancient clans are closely connected, the Maha clan is powerful, and Maha Tian himself is exceptionally talented, with unlimited potential for the future.

For the overall benefit of the Futu Ancient Clan, and to maintain the superficial harmony of the five ancient clans, sacrificing Qing Yanjing... seems to be the most 'cost-effective' choice.

Moreover, Qing Yanjing's premarital pregnancy has already caused a lot of controversy within the clan. If they can use this to bind themselves to the Maha Ancient Clan, it will be more beneficial than harmful to the Futu Ancient Clan.

“Alas…” Fu Tu Xuan sighed inwardly, but his face had returned to its usual calm: “Since Chief Maha is so understanding and forgiving, my Fu Tu Ancient Clan naturally has no objection. I grant your permission.”

"The clan leader is wise!" Several elders in the hall who favored the marriage alliance immediately echoed.

Maha Tian finally revealed a genuine smile, but deep within that smile lay a trace of profound disgust and coldness.

He glanced in the direction of Qing Yanjing's courtyard, and sneered inwardly: "Qing Yanjing... and that bastard who shouldn't exist... once you join my Maha Ancient Clan, we'll settle accounts with you slowly!"

As the new patriarch of the Maha Ancient Clan, and a man of exceptional talent and intelligence in the Great Thousand World, if Qing Yanjing were still a virgin, Maha Tian would naturally not refuse the marriage alliance. However, since Qing Yanjing already has an illegitimate child, Maha Tian's insistence on fulfilling the marriage agreement between the two clans is clearly due to his own calculations.

First, as Maha Tian said, he had just broken through to the Saint-level Heavenly Supreme and taken over the position of patriarch of the Maha Ancient Clan. If he could form a marriage alliance with the Futu Ancient Clan, he would naturally be able to stabilize the hearts of the people in the clan more quickly, kick out those troublesome old guys from the upper echelons, and take control of the clan's power.

Secondly, and more importantly, are the rapidly rising Mo Yu and Xiao Yan!

Those two guys brought Maha Tian a humiliation he would never forget for the rest of his life!

Two years ago, just as Maha Tian was advancing to the Saint-rank Heavenly Supreme and preparing to take action against the two, he heard that the three heroes of the lower plane were causing a great disturbance in the Ancient Desolate Clan, and even the clan leader Huang Qiu was forced to back down.

Upon hearing this news, Maha Tian was shocked and greatly wary. He had only just broken through to the Saint-grade Heavenly Supreme, and his strength was far inferior to Huang Qiu's. However, Mo Yu had already forcefully suppressed Huang Qiu and seized Huang Zu's body.

Furthermore, the growing power of Thunder Prison, Endless Fire Domain, and Martial Realm during this period has been a thorn in the side of Maha Tian, ​​causing him great anxiety and apprehension.

Even if Mohetian doesn't cause trouble for Moyu and the others, it's hard to guarantee that one day, Leiyu or the three families of Wujinhuoyu will come to retaliate.

Therefore, just in case, Maha Tian decided to form a marriage alliance with the Futu Ancient Clan. In addition, given the relationship between the Maha Ancient Clan and the Heitian Ancient Clan, if they were to clash in the future, would the alliance of the three ancient clans be unable to suppress the alliance of the three heroes?

At the same time, the news of the marriage alliance between the Maha Ancient Clan and the Futu Ancient Clan spread like wildfire throughout the Futu Ancient Clan.

The secluded courtyard where Qing Yanjing lived.

"Bang!"

A beautiful porcelain cup slipped from Qing Yanjing's hand and shattered into pieces.

She stared incredulously at the only person she trusted who had come to deliver the news—her personal maid.

"Miss... the Grand Elder and the other elders... have accepted the marriage proposal from Chief Maha... It is said that the engagement ceremony will be held soon..." The maid's voice was choked with sobs, full of worry.

Qing Yanjing's expression kept changing, her heart filled with disbelief and indignation.

Maha Tian! How could that narrow-minded and ambitious man possibly accept Chen'er sincerely?

He was merely using this to bind the Futu Ancient Clan. Once he married into the clan, Chen'er would inevitably fall into endless danger!

Just then, the courtyard gate was pushed open, and Qingxuan strode in, her face filled with barely concealed anxiety and anger: "Xiaojing! Have you heard? The Grand Elder and the others... they actually agreed!"

"Sister!" Qing Yanjing grabbed Qing Xuan's hand as if it were a lifeline, her fingertips icy cold: "I can't marry! I absolutely can't marry! For Chen'er, and for...him!"

Qingxuan grasped her sister's cold hand in return, her eyes sharp: "I know! Maha Tian is an ambitious man, how could he tolerate Chen'er?"

"This marriage must not go through!" She hesitated for a moment, then lowered her voice: "The only way now is... to go find him! Only he might have the ability to withstand the pressure from both clans!"

A glimmer of hope flickered in Qing Yanjing's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by worry: "But... he's either healing deep within the Thunder Palace or in seclusion. How can we contact him? The Ancient Buddha Clan is heavily guarded; the Grand Elder and the others will surely be monitoring us..."

"I'll go!" Qingxuan said resolutely.

"I'll leave the clan under the pretext of patrolling the border and find a way to detour to the territory of Thunder Prison! No matter what, I must get the message to Mo Yu!"

“Sister…” Qing Yanjing’s eyes reddened. She knew that this move was extremely risky for Qingxuan. If it were discovered, it would be a crime of betraying the clan!

"No need to say more!" Qingxuan interrupted her, her eyes resolute.

"You are my only sister, and Chen'er is my nephew. I cannot stand by and watch you be pushed into the fire! Calm yourself down, pretend to be nice for now, buy some time, and wait for my news!"

Qing Yanjing stared intently at Qing Xuan, as if grasping at her last hope: "Sister, be careful!"

Qingxuan nodded, said no more, turned and hurriedly left. Her figure quickly disappeared outside the courtyard gate; she had to race against time.

Qing Yanjing stood alone in the courtyard, gazing at the unchanging black and white sky of the Futu Ancient Clan, and the image of that cold and aloof figure involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

"Mo Yu..." she murmured softly, her hands clutching her chest, tears welling in her eyes. "Chen'er and I will definitely wait for you to come..."

Meanwhile, outside the school where the young disciples of the Futu Ancient Clan were cultivating.

Qingchen was cornered by several teenagers, the leader of whom was Qingyun.

"Did you hear that? You piece of trash!" Qingyun's face was filled with undisguised schadenfreude and malice.

"Your mother is going to marry the chief of the Maha clan! You bastard of unknown origin, let's see who can protect you then! The Maha chief will definitely deal with you and your shameless mother together!"

The surrounding teenagers joined in the jeering, spewing all sorts of vulgarities.

Qingchen's small body trembled violently from extreme anger and humiliation. He stared intently at Qingyun, and for the first time, such a blazing, almost insane flame burned in his clear eyes!

The dormant spiritual power within him began to stir uncontrollably, and a faint silver arc of electricity, completely different from the spiritual power of the Buddha, flashed across his clenched fist!

"You are not allowed to insult my mother!" he rasped, like a wounded cub, and charged at Qingyun!

The force that burst forth in that instant caused Qingyun, who was caught off guard, to stumble!

Qingyun was stunned, and so were the surrounding youths. They had never seen Qingchen like this before.

"You...you dare to lay a hand on me?!" Qingyun was enraged and embarrassed, and her spiritual power erupted, ready to teach Qingchen a lesson.

"stop!"

A cold shout rang out, carrying the oppressive aura of a Heavenly Sovereign, instantly enveloping the area.

Qingxuan returned, her face ashen as she stared at them.

She was just leaving to make some quick arrangements for her trip when, unexpectedly, Chen'er was bullied again in such a short time.

Qingyun and the others were immediately terrified and fell silent.

Qingxuan ignored them and quickly walked up to Qingchen. Looking at her nephew's reddened eyes and tense little face, she felt a pang of pain in her heart.

She knelt down and gently wiped away the stubborn tears that refused to fall from the corners of his eyes, saying softly, "Chen'er, don't be afraid, your aunt is here."

She pulled Qingchen into a tight embrace, her gaze sweeping coldly over Qingyun and the others: "Get out! If I see you bullying Qingchen again, I will not let you off easily!"

Qingyun and the others felt as if they had been granted a pardon and ran away as fast as they could.

Qingxuan held Qingchen in her arms, feeling his small body still trembling slightly. She felt an extreme disgust for the sycophants in the clan and the forced marriage by Mohetian.

She must find the person who can turn things around before it's too late!

"Chen'er, remember this," she whispered in Qingchen's ear, her voice firm and resolute.

"No matter what happens, don't be afraid. Your father... he is a great hero, he will never abandon you and your mother. Trust your aunt, trust your mother, and... trust your father!"

Qingchen raised his head, looked into the unprecedented determination in his aunt's eyes and the hope he couldn't understand, and looked into the father he had never met, and nodded heavily.

Above the ancient Futu tribe, winds and clouds gathered.

Maha Tian's forced marriage, Fu Tu Xuan's compromise, Qing Yan Jing's resistance...

Everything foreshadows a massive storm that is about to erupt fiercely within this ancient clan with its long and rich heritage!

Meanwhile, at the other eye of the storm, deep within the continent shrouded in countless bolts of lightning, in the long-silent Thunder Emperor's Palace, the figure who resembled an ancient thunder god seemed to twitch its eyelids slightly…