It's only three years old, what kind of whitewashing system is this?

Chapter 116 The Empress and Concubines Are All Yours

Swish!

Before the guards could react, Zi Yi darted out.

"Handsome boy, come with me!"

The five-year-old girl shouted confidently and pounced on Su Yun.

With lightning speed, she tried to grab Su Yun's wrist...

Snapped!

The two-and-a-half-year-old little girl was even faster, grabbing the hand of the Northern Barbarian Princess in the opposite direction.

Bai Qiluo was furious: "Who are you? Why did you capture my husband!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zi Yi's eyes, but she immediately straightened her chest: "Now it's mine!"

The three groups of people standing nearby were dumbfounded.

So fast!

This young princess of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom is indeed powerful.

At only five years old, he had already reached the fifth level of cultivation.

Even a cultivator who has cultivated for a hundred years may not reach this level.

Her movements were so swift that even the powerful figures beside her were caught off guard.

On the other side, the young lady of the Zhaoming Duke also surprised everyone.

She possessed supernatural powers but lacked cultivation, yet her movements were as swift as lightning.

They even stopped the young princess from the Fifth Realm!

It can only be said that children's hands are as fast as imperial weapons, and they lose this skill as they grow up.

Xuanhen, his face contorted with rage, roared, "Protect Little Feather Mother!"

"Northern barbarians? What do you want to do!"

Swish!

The Seven-Winged Heavenly Guard arrived instantly, standing behind Bai Qiluo, radiating a terrifying pressure.

Whoosh!

The protectors of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom also appeared instantly, supporting Zi Yi: "Xuanqin Clan, ha, we Northern Barbarians have killed quite a few of them too."

"If it's war, then let's fight!"

Its imposing aura was no less overwhelming, even making everyone in the entire Taixu Sect Basin feel suffocated.

Half Saint!

Three on one side, seven on the other.

They found themselves in a standoff again.

In a fight, the majority would definitely have the upper hand, but it would be impossible to determine a winner in a short time.

Those who are affected should be careful in their next life.

The Northern Barbarians and the Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan were enemies, and had fought each other for many years.

It was only because we were in a foreign country that we didn't start fighting immediately.

Bai Qiluo was not suppressed by the aura of a half-saint at all. She was furious, and even her twin ponytails stood up: "Who are you!"

"Brother Yun is my husband, please leave!"

Zi Yi said with interest, "He can be your husband."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qiluo, who did not have a diploma from a beginner's class, immediately nodded and said, "Okay!"

"and then?"

Zi Yi raised her chin: "On the condition that he has to beat me!"

Bai Qiluo didn't understand the relationship. Why did she have to marry Su Yun? Su Yun had to defeat this unruly little girl.

But she was not afraid at all, and rolled up her sleeves: "I can do it without Brother Yun!"

Mrs. Hua breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the matter was over.

But before long, they were at a standoff again.

Swish!

Before Madam Hua arrived, the Second Elder hurriedly flew down, his face full of distress: "Miss, please stop! There are half-saints everywhere outside!"

Whether Bai Qiluo is the daughter of Duke Zhaoming or the new little feather mother of the Xuanqin clan, she cannot afford to have anything happen to her here.

Fighting a fifth-level cultivator with no cultivation level seems inappropriate no matter how you look at it.

Therefore, the Taixu Sect quickly stepped in to play the bad cop.

The Second Elder said, "Gentlemen from the Northern Barbarian Kingdom, since you have come to the Great Qian Dynasty, you should respect our customs."

"It's still inappropriate to kidnap the bride."

She then said to the Xuanqin tribe, "It is a custom in the Northern Kingdom that we speak rather bluntly, so please don't take it to heart."

The two demigods exchanged a glance, snorted at each other, and softened their attitudes slightly.

Seeing this, Bai Qiluo made a smug face and said, "Hehehe, Brother Yun doesn't want you."

Zi Yi was somewhat disappointed; she couldn't take it away today.

But she still looked at Su Yun with her beautiful, amethyst-like eyes: "You, little handsome man."

"Would you like to come back to the Northern Barbarian Lands with me?"

"Once I oust my father from the throne, all his queens and concubines will be yours."

Su Yun: "6."

Yes, that's the custom on the grasslands. When the old king dies, the young king can inherit everything, including his mother's.

But he still couldn't accept it, and waved his hand: "Thank you, Princess, but no thanks."

Upon hearing the rejection, Zi Yi felt a little disappointed for the first time: "Oh... okay."

Su Yun found it strange. He had no contact with this little princess of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom at all, so why was she so interested?

In the story, the Demon Lord and the Northern Barbarians did not have much contact.

However, after the chosen one demolished someone's ancestral temple, he was affected and hunted down for dozens of chapters.

Su Yun had just seen this person and they stared at each other from a distance across the mountain.

It's normal for young people of similar age to secretly compare themselves to each other.

The young princess merely observed; she showed interest, but that was all.

But just now, it suddenly pounced on me...

Su Yun suddenly realized and looked at the relic in his hand: "Is it this?"

Cultivators have long lifespans, and there aren't that many monks in Buddhism whose ashes are burned.

The relics, made from rare and precious materials, are quite ordinary.

It's not a particularly powerful magical artifact, but it's not weak either.

But strangely, given that the Northern Barbarians and Buddhism are enemies, why is the young princess so interested in relics?

"My name is Ziyi, this is for you." Ziyi took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it over.

Su Yun declined, saying, "I cannot accept such a reward without having done so much. Thank you."

Ziyi pointed to the relic: "Then use this to exchange for it."

How could it be changed? This thing still needs to absorb Mu Zhilian's emotions.

Su Yun shook her head: "No."

Ziyi thought for a moment, then handed over the porcelain bottle: "Then consider it an apology for my earlier offense."

"You people from the Great Qian Dynasty are such a hassle; when there's a conflict, you always have to go through all sorts of twists and turns."

Seeing that she was determined to give it away, Su Yun accepted the porcelain bottle: "Okay."

The northern barbarians are generous; as long as you don't give them weapons as gifts, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Bai Qiluo looked up and asked, "What if you have a conflict?"

Xuanhen hesitated, but then stopped herself. Their spirit race wasn't that open-minded either!

Zi Yi said nonchalantly, "There's no conflict; it's not something a barbecue can't solve!"

"If there is, then let's either fight it out or take a nap!"

Bai Qiluo exclaimed excitedly, "Barbecue, great!"

"I can sleep too, so I'll choose these two!"

Su Yun glanced at her helplessly. This "sleep" probably isn't the kind of sleep you're thinking of...

Xi Yaoyue arrived at the mountaintop at this time: "What's going on today? It's so lively."

She was completely confused, hearing various voices of Su Yun, followed by earth-shattering shouts of killing.

I was startled at first, but then I realized that the Imperial Preceptor was on one side and the Bai Mansion was on the other.

Then both sides stopped, and nothing happened.

Xi Yaoyue couldn't understand what had happened. She rushed as fast as she could before finally reaching the mountaintop from the Taixu Basin.

No one spoke, but Bai Qiluo obediently called her "Auntie".

He even made a face at Ziyi.

Madam Hua hesitated for a moment, but seeing that nothing had happened, she breathed a sigh of relief and quickly led her people away.

Anyway, I have little contact with the Northern Barbarians, and I probably won't see them again in the future.

Su Yun shook her head: "It's nothing, let's go home."

Xi Yaoyue was puzzled and, seeing that no one spoke, she took her son and left.

On the flying boat, Xi Yaoyue noticed a porcelain bottle in Su Yun's hand and couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"

Su Yun then remembered: "The little trinket that person gave me was probably a pill."

He opened the porcelain bottle and poured the contents out.

Northerners are known for their generosity and don't have many rules about gift-giving.

As long as they don't send weapons, it's fine.

Excluding elders and superiors.

Sending weapons to someone of the same sex is tantamount to issuing a declaration of war.

If someone of the opposite sex gives you a weapon, it means you can come and steal my kiss, or I'm going to steal your kiss.

Although bride kidnapping is common among the northern barbarians, there are certain rules to prevent it from happening completely against their will.

Swish.

A long, fluid-filled knife was poured out of a porcelain bottle.

Xi Yaoyue exclaimed in delight: "The sword spirit of the Northern Barbarians? That's a rare find!"

"Attached to weapons, it is equivalent to absorbing countless combat experiences from the battlefield."

"The people of Daqian want it but can't get it, Yun'er, you should thank them."

Su Yun felt a sharp pain in her teeth: "I've been infected."

hum!

After the Su family left, a delicate, sweet voice suddenly rang out above the Taixu Gate, a voice so soft it could make one's bones tremble.

"Young Master Su, I've come to save you!"