I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1353 - 1357: Fine, I’ll Establish the Ri Tian Holy Land

Chapter 1353: Chapter 1357: Fine, I’ll Establish the Ri Tian Holy Land
More than five thousand martial artists comparable to the Saint Realm, this lineup made the martial artists of Beiming Holy Land shiver slightly. Looking across the entire Stigma Continent, apart from Zhang Menglong, perhaps there is no second person who could pull off such a lineup.
At this moment, following a sharp "ding" sound, Wang Min’s golden body came to an end. The golden sheen on his body slowly faded, returning to his original flesh and blood.
"Damn, my bones are about to become stiff!" Wang Min moved his somewhat rigid bones and body. After maintaining the same posture for several days, there was no feeling when in the gold body state, but now it suddenly became particularly clear, just like a person paralyzed in bed suddenly being able to walk again.
"Wang Min!" Upon seeing Wang Min restored, Ming Xinyue couldn’t contain her emotions, she broke free from those around her and ran to Wang Min, hugging him tightly.
"Fool, what’s there to cry about," Wang Min gently patted Ming Xinyue’s head, "I said, there are few problems in this world I can’t solve. If I can’t solve them, then I’ll find our dean. If even our dean can’t solve it, such a thing probably doesn’t exist at present!"
"Damn! What did I do to deserve seeing this kind of thing?"
"I’m here to save people, not to watch you fall in love, are you kidding me!"
"Show off, keep showing off! Show off again and we’ll leave, and you can continue being stuck here!"
"If I did something wrong, the law would punish me. No need to make me see this kind of thing!"
"Woof woof woof!" The scene made the other members of the Super God Academy wail and howl, after all, over ninety percent of the people present were single dogs.
"Elder Ming Xiu, I said that day, locking me up will bring you big trouble!" Wang Min said to the elder, "The woman I, Wang Min, want, unless our dean also wants her, otherwise, there’s no one I can’t take away!"
That elder named Ming Xiu clenched his fist tightly, cracking sounds echoed. Last time, they embarrassed themselves behind closed doors. Although the matter spread, it was after all only rumors without anything substantial getting out.
But this time, significant figures from other Holy Lands are here, it was supposed to be a grand ceremony to restore their dignity, yet the plan couldn’t keep up with changes, and it turned into a scene where the Super God Academy caused a ruckus at Beiming Holy Land, even at a size scale more than 5000 times bigger than last time!
"Are you here to take people by force?" Ming Xiu asked stiffly.
"What do you mean take by force? Just listen to yourselves, we’re civilized people, how would we take people by force, which eye of yours saw us take action?"
"Exactly, I’m just here to help my brother propose. If it goes smoothly, I can even be the best man on the spot, look, I’ve even prepared my best man outfit!" Someone even took out a best man suit and put it on.
"You..." The crowd’s gaze lingered on the martial artist in the best man suit for a moment, then suddenly recognized him.
"I’ve heard of him, he’s Pi Er Wan from the Red Flower Society, known as Magneto. It’s said he’s born with an extremely powerful constitution, capable of controlling any metal, and once with the power of a First Realm Saint defeated a martial artist of the Third Realm Saint, even seriously injuring the opponent! He’s now also a renowned figure on the celestial ranking!"
"And Wang Min actually knows such a formidable person?"
"That’s not the most amazing thing, do you see that fat guy? His name is Wu Zi, his gunmanship and archery are unparalleled in the world. He once relied on a technique called Gun Fighting to slay a Third Realm Saint Level Warcraft invading a certain kingdom without a scratch!"
"Among these five thousand people, at least 3000 have a combat power reaching the Second Realm Saint level, and there are even a few hundred comparable to Third Realm Saints, today Beiming Holy Land is truly in a dilemma!"
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"You may go!" Seeing today’s situation, Elder Ming Xiu knew that keeping Wang Min was already impossible unless they disturb their ancestor from seclusion, but that’s something not to be done unless absolutely necessary, so now, they can only let them leave.
"Thank you, Elder Ming Xiu!" Wang Min smiled slightly and intended to leave with Ming Xinyue.
"Wait a moment!" Ming Xiu stopped him, "I said you can leave on your own, not that you can take the Saintess as well! The Saintess had long been betrothed to the Saint Heir, that’s the rule of the Holy Land!"
"What bullshit rule!" Zhang Menglong directly cursed, "What age are we in that you’re still so feudal? Parents’ orders, matchmakers’ words, those are things from hundreds of years ago, the Great Qing’s already fallen, now we advocate free love, I see these two are a perfect match, why must Elder Ming Xiu be like this?"
"No way! The Saintess must be combined with the Saint Heir, that’s our bottom line!"
"Alright then!" Zhang Menglong sighed helplessly.
"Huh? Alright then? Didn’t the dean say anything?"
"First day following the dean, wasn’t it? Of course not!"
"He’s definitely going to pull some antics again!"
"The Saintess can only marry the Saint Heir, right? You said it!" Zhang Menglong reconfirmed with Ming Xiu.
"I said it, this matter is non-negotiable!"
"Alright then, from this moment on, I, Zhang Menglong, establish the Ritian Sect. I now appoint Wang Min as the Saint Heir of my Ritian Sect!" Zhang Menglong announced, "Now Wang Min is also a Saint Heir. Is there a problem with your Saintess marrying a Saint Heir from us?"
"Hahaha! Damn! I knew it! That’s exactly how it goes in the script."
"I really want to crack open the dean’s head and see what kind of mischief is in there!"
"Is this something a carbon-based life form could come up with? People, he’s just playing word games here?"
"Is your Excellency mocking me?" Ming Xiu’s expression grew ferocious. Even if he were a real Saint Heir, having different blood still made it meaningless, "The true god bloodline of Beiming Holy Land cannot be tainted by anyone!"
"Damn, are you teasing me, or am I teasing you? Idiot, I’m speechless, are you noble bloodline? Really a cut above the rest?" Zhang Menglong slapped the table, "Now, I’m taking him away, and I’m taking her away too. Anyone who tries to stop us, go ahead!"
"Should’ve done this sooner! Even I, a descendant of Yan and Huang, don’t hold my bloodline in such regard!"
"I’m even panda blood! And I’m not as proud as they are!"
"I couldn’t stomach it from the beginning, acting all noble from start to finish, do they have horns on their head or a tail behind their back?"
"Brother, step boldly ahead! I’m shipping this CP of yours hard!"
"Ritian Sect members at work, onlookers step aside! Blades and swords are blind, you hear!"
"By the way, that one, which Saint Heir from that Holy Land, cover your eyes, this isn’t something you should see at your age, it’s very explicit and violent!"
Members of the Super God Academy began cracking their knuckles, a tense atmosphere of an impending battle hung over the scene.
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"Would you be willing to go with me?" Wang Min extended a hand toward Ming Xinyue.
"Mm!" Ming Xinyue nodded, placing her hand in Wang Min’s.
Hand in hand, the two walked towards the exit of Beiming Holy Land, behind them were brothers trustworthy enough to have each other’s backs.