The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Within the Northern Courtyard, a Martial King Expert had personally come to pay a visit. When she arrived at the front of the courtyard, a wave of Martial King aura naturally overflowed, causing all the students of the Riverside in the South of the Foothills to shiver in their hearts.

"Where's Xiao Mu?" The person asked with Martial King.

When Martial King arrived, Xiao Mu naturally did not dare to be negligent and personally welcomed them.

In the courtyard, the sounds of birds chirping and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. It was naturally Wan Er's way of doing things. This man exchanged greetings with Xiao Mu for a while, and after drinking a mouthful of tea, she chuckled: "Xiao Mu, I came here today because of the matter with Wan Er, Wan Er seems to be around sixteen years of age. In my Skypiercing Continent, we have already reached the age of marriage, so it's natural that we should have a good son-in-law."

With that, he pointed to a teenager in blue with a long sword on his back and said, "This is my disciple Qingshan, who is also a Successor Disciple. From what I see, the two of them are even a match made in heaven."

In reality, he had already inquired about this Martial King before. Wan Er was most likely Nan Haotian's granddaughter, so he wanted to use the marriage alliance to get closer and closer to Nan Haotian. For one thing, it would be beneficial for him to build a relationship with a set of Martial King. Moreover, Nan Haotian was the Principal of the South Court, so getting into a relationship with him would save him a lot of trouble in the future.

Xiao Mu felt a headache coming, this time, his intuition was that of someone who had come to propose marriage using his Martial King. If the difference in strength wasn't too great, Xiao Mu would have swept him out of the room a long time ago.

"I don't want to!" Before Xiao Mu could say anything, Wan Er rejected him flatly, his face full of determination.

The green-clothed youth that was addressed as Qingshan had his eyelids twitch on the spot and did not hesitate to show an expression. He was only eighteen years old, and was also a Successor Disciple. His future could be said to be limitless, and it was unknown just how many women within the Nanshan Academy threw themselves into his arms and lined up on his bed. This Wan Er actually dared to refuse. This caused him, who was used to being conceited, to lose all face.

Xiao Mu shrugged his shoulders with a look of helplessness and said: "Regarding this matter, I am unable to make the decision, it is all up to Wan Er's will."

Wan Er pulled at the corner of Xiao Mu's clothes and hid behind him, not willing to say anything.

Seeing how intimate Wan Er and Xiao Mu were, Qing Shan could no longer hold back and shouted angrily: "Xiao Mu, I want to duel with you!"

With that said, Teng Qingshan drew his sword and stabbed forward. A cold glint appeared on the blade of the sword and a sharp sword qi burst out! This Martial King Expert also tacitly allowed Qingshan to do so, wanting to show his might to Xiao Mu.

In his opinion, Xiao Mu had definitely been injured by this sword, and was lying on the bed for three months.

However, reality was out of his expectations, causing him to be greatly taken aback.

Ding!

Xiao Mu used two fingers to catch the sword that was piercing towards him, the cold Sword Qi was not even able to cut open Xiao Mu's fur, it was completely destroyed. The entire body of the sword was instantly broken, and Teng Qingshan was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.

"You …" Teng Qingshan stood up in a sorry state and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as he said unwillingly, "I want to fight you to the death!"

A dignified Successor Disciple was sent flying by an ordinary student, causing his ego to be severely thwarted.

"Qingshan, you can't!" The man from Martial King stopped Qing Shan, stared at Xiao Mu, and said: "Since Wan Er is unwilling, I will not force you into a difficult situation, let's go."

With that, the Martial King stood up. As a Martial King cultivator, if he made a move against a junior, it would cause his face to be swept across the floor, so he had no choice but to leave. The green mountain gouged Xiao Mu with his eyes, unwilling to leave.

Hiding behind Xiao Mu, Wan Er stuck out her tongue at the retreating figure.

After sending off the Martial King, Xiao Mu started to worry. How could he not know why this Martial King disciple proposed the marriage to Wan Er? It was to befriend Nan Haotian. In comparison, there would still be people coming here with Martial King soon.

Sure enough, right after Xiao Mu stepped into the courtyard, a plump young lady from Martial King Realm came knocking personally with a godlike youth following behind her. This young woman was even more direct. She came straight to the point and seemingly came to propose marriage.

"No!" Wan Er shook her head like a rattle drum, and rejected her on the spot.

The young woman's white forehead was immediately covered in black lines. The youth with a divine appearance like jade also frowned and revealed a displeased expression.

After chatting for a while, the young woman and the youth flicked their sleeves and left.

Within just two hours, four disciples of the northern courtyard had come to propose on his marriage.

"Hehe, this is the top ten thousand year spirit jade. It contains a dense amount of the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. It can allow your cultivation to reach a thousand miles in one day."

"I have a Red Refined Sword which is made from the refining of steel with the Heaven Flames. It can see the blood as soon as it is drawn and is most suitable for you."

"The Blood Essence Grass was nurtured by the blood essence of heaven and earth. It needs a thousand years to be found and can recover eighty percent of the martial cultivation's blood essence within three breaths of time."

One by one, Martial King came to their doorstep, attempting to move Wan Er with their treasures. In the end, they were all disappointed. Wan Er had no interest whatsoever in these things and rejected all of them.

The Martial King came with a chuckle, and left with a darkened face.

Xiao Mu felt an incomparable headache. He could be considered to have completely become friends with these Martial King.

"Little girl, these youngsters are all very outstanding. Every single one of them is a Young Juniors, and they are very suitable for you." Xiao Mu looked at Wan Er and said helplessly, "Don't think that your eyes are too good either."

Wan Er tilted her little head and thought about it carefully, then said: "They are excellent, so what does it have to do with me?"

Xiao Mu's mind was filled with black lines. This really had nothing to do with Wan Er.

Seeing that two days had passed since the battle of life and death with Gao Yuntian, Xiao Mu was still unable to calm down. One Martial King after another came to visit, all because they were here to propose marriage. This caused Xiao Mu to feel vexed at the same time, but at the same time, he felt a chill in his heart.

In these two days, at least ten people had come over. How many people from the Nanshan Academy had gathered?

Just after sending away one female Martial King, another one came.

This was a middle-aged man with a square face and a neat beard, giving people a good impression of him. A youth followed behind the middle-aged man. His eyes were like those of tigers and wolves, and his entire body emitted a vicious aura.

"I, Li Henian, am here to propose marriage on behalf of my disciple, Wang Liang." The middle-aged man chuckled.

Xiao Mu was surprised. Ever since his cultivation level had grown higher, the students of South Court had rarely paid attention to him, their gazes mostly on the Northern Courtyard. And the name Wang Liang, was like thunder piercing one's ears within the Northern Courtyard.

There were fifty Successor Student s and ten legacy students in the Northern Courtyard. Among the fifty legacy Wang Liang was based on, his Level Seven Martial Master was ranked nineteenth!

"I don't want to!" But, no matter how strong and dazzling Wang Liang was, he rejected it immediately.

Immediately, Wang Liang's pupils contracted, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, scaring Wan Er into hiding behind Xiao Mu, revealing his little head. Although he was afraid, he stretched out his neck, showing that he was not afraid.

Li Henian was so amused that he laughed: "Haha, whatever, since you are unwilling, then can you let me take your pulse?"

As a Martial King, Li Henian had extraordinary vision. From the moment he saw Wan Er, he could already sense the demon blood in her body, which made him quite interested.