I'm gonna call him Daddy! "
In the Dark Shadow Sect …
The Sacred Fire Festival was the only festival of the Dark Shadow Sect. Legend had it that the Supreme Poison Ancestor was born on this day, but no one knew if it was true or not.
However, the Sacred Fire Festival had been passed down from generation to generation. Every year on this day, the Dark Shadow Sect would gather in the base camp and celebrate to their heart's content.
Every year on the Sacred Fire Festival, the Dark Shadow Sect would hold a competition for the younger generation. The Holy Leader and the elders would all be present. If a disciple performed well, it was very likely that he would be chosen by the elders as a disciple.
Therefore, this was a grand and important festival for the younger disciples! This year was different because the Holy Leader and all the elders had unanimously decided that the winner of this Sacred Fire Festival would be able to marry the number one beauty of the Dark Shadow Sect, Qing Wu. This also meant that the winner this time would be the future Holy Son!
In an instant, the younger disciples of the Dark Shadow Sect were all excited, and all of them rubbed their palms together. Some of the elders' disciples also signed up to participate, adding a lot of color to the competition. At the same time, it made some ordinary disciples sigh.
They knew very well that the main characters this time belonged to the candidates for the Holy Son. All of them were the direct disciples of the elders. How could ordinary disciples compare to them?
The most popular candidate to win this time was the Second Elder's direct disciple, Mo Wu, who possessed the Heaven Rank mid-tier Poison Book. If it wasn't for the Dark Shadow Demon Sect's rule that the Holy Son had to marry the Holy Lady, the Holy Son would have been his long ago!
He was only in his twenties, but his cultivation was already at the peak of Rank 4 Martial Honorable. Moreover, it was said that the Second Elder had given him a Supreme King of Poison last year, allowing him to advance to the Heaven-Level Realm. With the Heaven-Level Poison Ability in his body, he could basically compete with the Holy Son of the Big Dipper Holy Body!
No one would criticize him for being the Holy Son. It could be said that he was the only one who could win!
Not only did he have the beauty, but he was also the Holy Son. This made all the disciples jealous, but they could do nothing about his strength.
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Compared to the noise outside, the Holy Lady's Mansion was cold and cheerless. The atmosphere was very dull, as if a storm was about to come.
Qing Wu's pretty face became even thinner, and there were two obvious dark circles around her eyes, which proved that she had not slept for a long time.
She sat by the window, staring blankly out of the window. Her expression was blank, but she seemed to be waiting for something, causing the beautiful maid to sigh uncontrollably.
She knew that her Holy Maiden had fallen deeply in love with the man named Feng Hao …
For some reason, a sloppy figure suddenly flashed across her mind. Then, she violently shook her head.
If it was that sloppy ghost, then it would be better for him to defeat Mo Wu!
"Mother, will Uncle Xueyu come?"
Little Qing Meng ran in and asked while holding Qing Wu's hand. Her bright eyes were full of expectation.
In just a few days, the little girl had fallen in love with the man who made her feel like a father.
She firmly believed that he was her father!
"He will come!"
Qing Wu came back to his senses and gently stroked Little Qingmeng's head. He spoke slowly with a slightly hoarse voice.
The man who was willing to go to the Beimang Forbidden Land for Little Qing Meng knew his situation. He would definitely come back!
However, was it too late?
Now that the Sacred Fire Festival had begun for a few days, there was no news from the Devil or Feng Hao, which made her feel uneasy.
Based on normal speed, it would be too late to rush from West Mist to the Dark Shadow Sect …
It should be known that the last time the Devil rushed from the Golden Dynasty to the Dark Shadow Sect, it took him one and a half months. A round trip would take three months!
By that time, she would have been married for more than half a month …
Her body and mind were cold.
"That's great! Uncle Xueyu is here. Meng 'er wants to call him daddy!"
Little Qing Meng shouted happily when she heard that.
"What Uncle Xueyu?"
A soft voice came from outside. Then, a man with a jade-like face walked in. He had a gentle smile on his face, like a spring breeze. He was dressed in white and looked somewhat elegant. However, seeing this man, Qing Wu, Little Qing Meng, and even the beautiful maid's face darkened.
"That bastard is here again!"
Little Qing Meng glared at the man as she muttered.
She didn't hide her disgust at all, which made the man's mouth twitch, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.
This man was the Second Elder's direct disciple, Mo Wu!
Recently, he had been riding on the crest of success and was the envy of all the young disciples of the Dark Shadow Sect.
"Haha, I've passed today's competition, so I came to take a look."
He pretended to be elegant and said with a faint smile. When his eyes glanced at that voluptuous body, a burning desire surged in his heart.
Even his breathing couldn't help but quicken.
She was beautiful and charming. Even though Qing Wu was haggard, she didn't look any less beautiful than before. Instead, she looked more delicate and delicate. Her pitiful appearance made people unconsciously feel pity for her.
When he thought about how he would have such a beautiful wife after the competition, his heart burned even hotter.
Whether it was the Book of Poison or his cultivation realm, he was the undisputed number one among the young generation of the Dark Shadow Sect. Therefore, this competition was just a formality to him!
"Hmph! Give up, my mother will not marry you. Let me tell you, my Uncle Xueyu is coming, and he will definitely give you a good beating! "
Little Qing Meng puffed up her cheeks angrily and raised her pink fist at him.
"Xue Yu?"
The smile on Mo Wu's face faded slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
This was the second time he heard this name. However, he couldn't remember any candidate named Xue Yu. If he wasn't even a candidate, then what right did this person have to compete with him?
Originally, he wanted to treat it as a joke. However, when he saw the light that flashed in Qing Wu's eyes, his heart trembled violently.
Could it be that Xue Yu was really stronger than him?
"If there's nothing else, you can leave. This is the Holy Maiden Residence. Not everyone can come here!"
Qing Wu's face was indifferent, and his words were piercingly cold. He didn't give him any face at all.
"This …"
Mo Wu wanted to say something, but when he saw Qing Wu's emotionless eyes, he opened his mouth and lowered his head. "Then I'll take my leave. Holy Maiden, have a good rest. After all, you're going to be a bride!"
At this moment, Qing Wu was still the Holy Maiden, and her status was above him!
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