Villain: I Can See Destiny

44: Chapter 44: The Nine Phoenix Facing the Sun Armor, a Celestial Artifact, as DowryThe next day, at the main seat of the banquet.

Young Master Xiao Zimo sat on his chair, lost in thought.

Remembering what happened this morning, he couldn’t help but find it amusing.

This morning, when he went to her sleeping quarters, he discovered that Xiao Xianyun was already gone, leaving only a letter behind.

The letter stated that he shouldn’t think that just because he had seen her body, she would marry him.

It also demanded that he forget about what happened last night and warned him that if he dared to kiss her without permission again, she would make him pay.

At the end of the letter, a small fist was drawn.

Young Master Xiao Zimo could already imagine the expression on her Face as she wrote the letter and how flustered she must have looked running away overnight.

He found this side of Xiao Xianyun rather cute.

If, before, it had been purely for the sake of Luck.

Then now, he truly had a sliver of affection for this tsundere cousin.

But liking her was one thing; if, before he achieved a Breakthrough to the Saint Realm, he hadn’t found a suitable target, and by that time, Xiao Xianyun still hadn’t fallen for him.

Then he could not be blamed for being ruthless and using her as a sacrifice to the heavens to break through his realm, even if there really was a supreme existence behind her.

He did not believe that in this Upper Realm where Immortals no longer existed, there was anyone who could defeat the Thirteenth Ancestor.

Even if there was an existence equal to the Thirteenth Ancestor, so what?

Before the Thirteenth Ancestor, weren’t there twelve other Old Ancestors?

Today’s banquet was peaceful and calm, without a single ripple.

Seeing that Xiao Yi did not challenge Young Master Xiao Zimo today, the crowd was not surprised.

After all, the combat power Young Master Xiao Zimo displayed yesterday was truly terrifying; even Lei Xu had been taken out in a single move.

If Lei Kun hadn’t intervened, he might have already died.

Who was Lei Xu? He was the existence ranked second on the Heavenly Dao Academy combat power rankings!

In a sense, he was the existence with the second-highest combat power in the entire Upper Realm for the Dao Heaven Realm.

It was understandable that Xiao Yi chose to give up.

Seeing that Xiao Yi did not come to challenge him today, Young Master Xiao Zimo actually breathed a sigh of relief, though it wasn’t because he was afraid of losing.

Rather, as the true master of the Xiao Clan, he still had to consider the Xiao Clan appropriately.

It was, of course, best to preserve the myth of the Double-Pupil’s invincibility.

Time ticked by second by second, and Young Master Xiao Zimo found himself becoming increasingly restless.

The others were also growing quieter, as if they were waiting for something.

One stick of incense passed, two sticks of incense passed, a quarter of an hour passed.

Suddenly, a woman came stepping on the clouds from the distance.

One moment she was on the horizon, and the next, she appeared above the banquet.

The woman had exquisite features, sharp phoenix eyes, skin as white as porcelain, surpassing frost and snow, and vermilion lips. She wore a soft battle dress, draped in a golden cloak, and her beautiful hair was tied with a black ribbon.

Her body was suffused with intense Evil Qi, like a female war god who had just returned from the battlefield.

In the sky, Sikong Ruoyun looked at Young Master Xiao Zimo’s jade-like, handsome Face and was dazed.

At this moment, Young Master Xiao Zimo was so full of vitality and gentle; it was truly hard to imagine that he would one day become the Devil Head who would slaughter the entire Upper Realm.

While Sikong Ruoyun was observing Young Master Xiao Zimo, Young Master Xiao Zimo was also observing her.

Their gazes met in the air, as if a single glance spanned ten thousand years.

Young Master Xiao Zimo’s heart skipped a beat, and he grew increasingly restless.

The name ”Ruoyun” floated into his mind involuntarily.

Young Master Xiao Zimo’s heart produced a trace of palpitation; it was a feeling that even Nangong Yi could not give him.

”Empress Ziwei.”

Young Master Xiao Zimo forcibly reined in his focus and greeted Sikong Ruoyun.

”Zimo, you can just call me Ruoyun.”

Sikong Ruoyun snapped out of her daze and said softly to Young Master Xiao Zimo.