Shaking her head, Yan Luo continued to ask: “So, Grandpa, are you here to participate in the alchemy tournament for the older generation?”
“The older generation’s competition? I have no such plans. I’m here as a judge.”
Yan Dangmo shook his head, then said proudly, “Your grandpa may be powerful, but compared to those elders from the Pill Sect, I admit I’m not quite their equal, so there’s no need to waste time entering this competition.”
“Then why would you agree to be a judge? Isn’t that even more time-consuming?”
“You don’t understand. Being a judge is one thing, but on the other hand, I’m also scouting talents for our Yan Family.”
“There are quite a few talented people among those from small sects or rogue cultivators. As a judge, I can be the first to learn about them. When the time comes, I can entice them with heavy rewards to join our Yan Family. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”
“On another note… Yan Luo, you’re not young anymore. Your grandpa is starting early to help you look out for a suitable man to marry in, so you can give me a great-grandchild soon, and he can inherit the Yan Family in the future—after all, as a woman, according to the family rules, you can’t take the position of family head.”
As Yan Dangmo continued, Yan Luo’s face immediately flushed bright red.
“Grandpa, what are you saying? This kind of thing… It’s far too soon! I-I’m not getting married now, let alone having children… That would interfere with my cultivation.”
“You may not want to be delayed now, but sooner or later you’ll have to be. Anyway, it’ll only take a couple of years. Besides, if you don’t act early, all the good men will be snatched up. Look at how the other families and sects are making a grand show of things this time. Who’s to say they don’t have similar ideas?”
Yan Dangmo spoke, his expression becoming a bit more serious.
When it came to the matter of carrying on the family line, he was always very serious.
He had to ensure this branch of his bloodline continued, so it was urgent to cultivate a suitable male descendant as soon as possible, to become the next family head.
Otherwise, once he stepped back or passed away, it would all be too late.
Yan Luo wanted to argue back, but a young man’s figure involuntarily floated into her mind… Good men really would be snatched up.
He was so outstanding, and surrounded by so many beautiful women…
If I don’t act soon, am I supposed to wait until he and someone else… No, no, no!
What am I thinking?
I haven’t even decided to get married yet…
Nor have I decided to become Dao partners with him… I just…
I just respect him, admire him…
I definitely don’t want to have his children or anything…
Her thoughts jumped around too quickly, and Yan Luo felt her heart suddenly start to race, her mind growing confused.
“In any case, what Grandpa says is very serious… I know you’re still young, and this should be a matter to discuss slowly, but now is a time of upheaval, a once-in-ten-thousand-years change. Your grandpa must make preparations early.”
Yan Dangmo said earnestly, and Yan Luo bit her lip, lowering her head completely.
After a long while, she finally spoke hesitantly: “Then… Grandpa, do you have any requirements for the other party?”
“First, I have to find him pleasing to the eye. Not saying he needs to be a paragon, but at the very least, he should be handsome and extraordinary.”
“After all, he’ll be your husband and the future face of our Yan Family.”
Yan Luo’s eyes lit up.
If it was about looks, among the younger generation, she hadn’t seen anyone more handsome than Chen Yuyang.
This requirement—met!
“Second, his talent must not be weak. You are of Pure Yang Supreme Body, with a seventh-grade Mystic Spirit Root. It’s hard to find someone who matches you perfectly, but at least his Spirit Root can’t be lower than sixth grade.”
Yan Luo’s eyes shone even brighter.
Talent no weaker than hers?
He’d slain dozens of Golden Core demonic beasts as a Foundation Establishment cultivator—how could his talent possibly be weak?
If anything, it must surpass her own.
Another requirement—met.
“Third, it’s best if he comes from a small sect or is a rogue cultivator. If he’s a prodigy from another family or major sect, it would be hard to have him marry in.”
Hearing the third condition, the girl’s heart pounded even faster.
From a small sect?
That was perfect.
Hehuan Sect was a small sect—even among small sects, it was considered a minor one.
Perfect, just perfect!
“Fourth, he should be mature and steady, and older than you.”
Her previously delighted face instantly turned grave.
“Fifth, he must also be an outstanding alchemist or artifact craftsman, so that he can work with you, and help you bring the Solar Fire to its fullest potential.”
Hearing this final requirement, Yan Luo’s face suddenly became rather ugly.
Yuyang only dabbles in alchemy for fun; his skills are self-taught, and coming from a poor little sect like Hehuan Sect, even with talent, it’s impossible for him to be an outstanding alchemist or craftsman.
And seeing her grandfather lay out all the conditions so clearly, Yan Luo realized—
It seemed her grandfather wasn’t just acting on a whim; he had made thorough plans and was psychologically prepared.
“Grandpa, are you really this eager to marry me off?”
Thinking of this, Yan Luo’s eyes grew misty and aggrieved.
“It’s ‘marry in’, marry in, my precious granddaughter. And besides, right now Grandpa’s just helping you look around, picking out a few suitable candidates. It’s not like I’m sending you off right now. Grandpa will observe for a few years before making a decision, won’t I?”
Seeing his granddaughter’s gloomy face, Yan Dangmo quickly comforted her in a gentle voice.
Yan Luo bit her lip and lowered her head, but no matter what, she couldn’t cheer up.
“Then, then what do you think I should do, Luo’er?”
Yan Dangmo was also a little helpless as he asked.
Yan Luo turned her head away, somewhat angrily:
“Hmph, Grandpa, you’re not wrong—for the sake of this bloodline… But, you’re not thinking about whether I like it or not!”
“I don’t want to just be with some random stranger I don’t even know. I—”
“If you have someone you like, Grandpa can make them a priority! But since you don’t right now, and everyone’s starting from scratch, why not let Grandpa pick a few for you to get to know, see if any are suitable? What’s wrong with that?”
Yan Dangmo countered.
The girl heard this, turned her head sharply, and snorted: Who—who says I don’t!
“What?!”
Hearing this, Yan Dangmo’s sturdy body trembled, his movements pausing, and his eyes widened in disbelief at his granddaughter.
“You… you have someone you like?”
Yan Luo bit her lip again, and the image of that young man floated once more into her mind.
She didn’t know what this feeling was, or if it even counted as liking someone. But at least, at this moment—
Rather than finding someone she’d never even met or known, Yan Luo sincerely felt that he’d be better!
Thinking this, Yan Luo lifted her head and asked:
“If I already have someone I like, Grandpa, could you lower the requirements a little?”
“Ah, um… How much lower?”
“For example… what if he’s not an alchemist or a craftsman…”
Yan Luo blinked, fingers clutching the hem of her clothes, speaking hesitantly.
“Hiss—well… Fine, it’s not impossible. Our Yan Family isn’t lacking a single alchemist or craftsman!”
Gritting his teeth, Yan Dangmo nodded fiercely, agreeing at last.
A trace of joy appeared on Yan Luo’s face, but she quickly added, “Then, what about someone younger than me?”
Yan Dangmo was dumbfounded.
Younger than Yan Luo.
This…
Is that okay?
“No, absolutely not. If he marries in, he’ll be in charge of the Yan Family in the future. How could I trust a little brat with that?”
“But he’ll grow up too!”
Yan Luo quickly protested.
Yan Dangmo looked at Yan Luo.
Seeing how passionate she was and even helping to speak up for him, he knew that boy already had a place in his granddaughter’s heart.
Damn it, when did this happen?
How come I didn’t know a thing?
And… younger than Yan Luo.
His granddaughter was already young enough; if he was even younger, wasn’t he just a snot-nosed kid! Yan Dangmo found it hard to accept.
But, seeing his granddaughter’s look…
Yan Dangmo pondered, then looked at Yan Luo seriously and asked: “First tell Grandpa—who is he?”
“You tell me if you’ll agree first!”
Yan Luo wouldn’t answer, insisting.
She dared not casually say Chen Yuyang’s name in front of her grandfather.
If Grandpa wasn’t satisfied and decided to secretly do something to him, she’d have no time to cry about it.
She’d heard plenty of stories about things like that.
“You say first.”
“No way. Grandpa, you have to promise. If you don’t, I won’t say.”
Yan Dangmo: “…”
His granddaughter wasn’t even married yet, and she was already starting not to trust her own grandpa.
For a moment, Yan Dangmo felt a little hurt. But after thinking about it, he decided not to press her anymore.
Hmph, not saying, eh?
You think I can’t find out myself?
Fine, the little girl is rebellious now.
If you won’t say, what happens when Grandpa finds out on his own will be out of your hands.
Yan Dangmo thought to himself, and at this moment, he led Yan Luo back to the Pill Sect.
Yan Luo, seeing that Yan Dangmo didn’t pursue the matter, felt a bit uneasy.
Did Grandpa not care anymore?
Or did he have other plans?
Whatever… Hmph, I just won’t tell you!
If you refuse to agree and insist on arranging someone else for me… then I’ll just… see what you do about it!
In her heart, the girl felt a mix of shyness and resentment.
The grandfather and granddaughter, each with their own thoughts, returned to the Pill Sect.
Yan Luo, feeling upset, went straight to her room.
Yan Dangmo didn’t say anything more, but instead went directly to knock on Nie Qi’s door.
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