Chapter 1581: Just Marry Them Both!

After bidding farewell to Luo Qiqi, the Zhang family members flew out. Gazing at the magnificent, towering building before him, Zhang Xuan felt as if in a dream.

This time, he had probably deeply hurt this kind-hearted girl.

But not loving was not loving; rather than causing future heartache, it was better to cut the knot swiftly.

In matters of the heart, he did not want to delay others, nor did he want to cause more people pain because of himself.

"Can't bear to part?"

Luo Ruoxi looked over.

Without answering, Zhang Xuan shook his head and said, "I always thought you were the little princess of the Luo family, which led to this misunderstanding..."

"I know."

Luo Ruoxi nodded, once again resuming her previous aloof demeanor. "I can still tell the truth from falsehood."

"You said earlier you'd take me somewhere—where is it?" Seeing that she understood, Zhang Xuan sighed in relief and couldn't help asking.

"Aren't you investigating the capture of Zhao Ya, Wei Ruyan, Yuan Tao, and the others?" Luo Ruoxi smiled slightly.

Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up. "Do you know where they are?"

"I don't know where they are, but I've guessed who took them..." Luo Ruoxi said.

"Who?"

Clenching his fists, Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes.

Going after Zhao Ya and the others was going after him. If he found out who it was, he would never let them off!

"I can't confirm their origin yet, but this time, I'm taking you to stop them!"

Luo Ruoxi said.

"Stop them? Are they trying to capture more people?" Zhang Xuan was startled.

"We're going to find something!" Luo Ruoxi explained. "It should be a World-Transmitting Heavenly Talisman."

"So they do intend to open the Confucian Temple—we must stop them!" Hearing that they were indeed after the talisman, Zhang Xuan snorted coldly.

This matched his speculation.

It was definitely connected to the Otherworldly Spirit Clan.

"Don't bring your family members—more people mean more trouble. Zheng Yang, Yuan Tao, and the others are strong, but this place we're going to is very dangerous. My suggestion is to leave them behind too. Travel light, and it'll be easier to handle trouble when it arises," Luo Ruoxi continued.

The more people, the more conspicuous, easily drawing attention. Moreover, the Zhang family members varied in strength; if captured, they could become hostages.

Although Zheng Yang and the others were extremely powerful, they lacked worldly experience. Going into a dangerous place could easily put them in peril and become a liability.

"That's fine, but... if we leave, and the people who captured Zhao Ya come again, won't that be trouble?"

Zhang Xuan was worried.

"Don't worry. With Master Yang here and so many experts, even if they come, they'll leave empty-handed!"

Luo Ruoxi smiled slightly.

"True..." Zhang Xuan nodded.

With Master Yang, Xingmeng Sword Saint, Zheng Yang, Lu Chong, and many experts from the War Master Hall, even an ancient sage would struggle to gain an advantage. No matter how strong the people who captured Zhao Ya were, they would have no way to succeed.

"Let's go!"

Having made his decision, Zhang Xuan didn't waste words. After explaining to his parents and returning the Zhang family head token, instructing them to support Zhang Jiuxiao as the new family head, he turned and flew off into the distance with Luo Ruoxi.

"This... Luo Ruoxi, who exactly is she?"

Seeing the two fly away, Meng Jian Sheng could no longer hold back and looked at Master Yang.

Among them, Master Yang had the most extensive knowledge. If anyone could recognize her identity, it would be him.

"I don't know either, but... she's very likely connected to 'that place'!" After a moment's hesitation, Master Yang said.

"That place?" Meng Jian Sheng was still puzzled when Xing Jian Sheng interjected from the side: "Is Master Yang referring to the Hundred Schools of Thought?"

"Exactly. Not long after Confucius left, all his disciples vanished one after another. Although there's been no news, according to later records and speculation, they should have gone to a world far from this continent."

Master Yang's expression turned serious. "Some time ago, the Master Teacher Hall informed me that with the shaking of the Confucian Temple, traces of the descendants of the Hundred Schools of Thought have also appeared. There was even a Yixu Physique that the Heavenly Fate Masters couldn't calculate, but... it flashed by and couldn't be found or contacted... This Luo Ruoxi appears suddenly, and her attendant child is so powerful—perhaps they are exactly that."

"The Hundred Schools of Thought, personally taught by Confucius, cultivating supreme scriptures, are born strong. That does make it likely they are them..."

Meng Jian Sheng suddenly understood. "I thought earlier that Xuan'er had no taste, throwing away a watermelon for a sesame seed. Since she's a descendant of the Hundred Schools of Thought, I can rest assured!"

Having said that, she looked utterly delighted.

The marriage alliance between the Zhang and Luo families would have been the perfect outcome under normal circumstances. It would not only amplify the Zhang family's influence but also allow her son to rise to prominence overnight, gaining power to truly rival the Master Teacher Hall.

But since her son didn't like it, there was nothing to be done.

Having owed her son so much, meeting him again, she only wanted to let him follow his heart.

She had thought this was a great loss, but unexpectedly, he had connected with the people of the Hundred Schools of Thought. In that case, instead of losing, wouldn't his future achievements be limitless?

"Feelings aren't about weighing gains and losses..." Seeing his wife like this, Xing Jian Sheng shook his head in exasperation. "The marriage between the Zhang and Luo families, uniting time and space, is the key to opening the Confucian Temple. Now that it's come to this, the temple not opening affects not only the Master Teacher Hall's plans but, more importantly, the safety of humanity!"

To be honest, he was a bit jealous.

Ever since their son appeared, he, as the husband, had no place in his wife's heart.

Scolded every day, and instead of thinking about such a major issue, she was preoccupied with trivial matters about which daughter-in-law their son would marry... It was exasperating.

"If the Confucian Temple can't be opened, there are others. What does it have to do with my son? I only hope he lives peacefully from now on!" Meng Jian Sheng waved her hand.

"Woman's sentimentality!" Xing Jian Sheng waved dismissively.

"Say that again..." Meng Jian Sheng was furious.

"Alright, although the Confucian Temple has changed now, it hasn't fully revealed itself yet. It should still be some time before it emerges. Brother, you still have time to work on him. Besides, judging by the little princess's demeanor, she still has deep feelings for you. At that time, if you explain carefully and emphasize the greater good, it should be fine!"

Master Yang said.

Although today's events were unpleasant, as long as the little princess didn't react too strongly, there was still room for recovery.

Moreover, the Luo family, with countless ancestors who went through fire and water for humanity, had demonstrated loyalty and righteousness. Although their pride had been wounded this time, a detailed explanation could still ease the situation.

"Master Yang is right. I'll talk to my son later. A real man having three wives and four concubines is nothing. If worst comes to worst, just take that little princess too. Look at that girl—she's quite pretty, and most importantly, she has a nice figure and will bear many children! Forget about Luo Ruoxi or Luo Qiqi, wouldn't it be better to keep them all? Everyone will be happy!"

Meng Jian Sheng nodded.

"A-Meng is right. A real man can have three wives and four concubines; marrying one more doesn't matter!"

Xing Jian Sheng nodded in agreement.

"Three wives and four concubines? Zhang, how many more do you want to marry?" Meng Jian Sheng sneered, murder in her eyes.

"I... I... I was talking about our son..."

Feeling as if plunged into an ice cavern, Xing Jian Sheng was on the verge of tears. "I really wasn't talking about myself... Ah, help! Ah, I'll never say that again! Yes, I won't even dare to think about it!"