Chapter 91 A Strong Backing

One had to understand that while everyone knew about the relationship between Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu, it was merely their personal affection and didn't signify anything beyond that. However, the Fang family had now officially declared their stance, acknowledging Wan Lei as their prospective son-in-law. This was official recognition, set in stone, and unchangeable by anyone.

One was personal affection, the other was family acknowledgment. The influence of the latter was naturally incomparable.

The people behind them, Qian Duoduo, Yue Lingxi, and Wu Xun, while bearing the titles of the top prodigies of their respective families and sects, were just that – titles. But Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu were different. He was the Fang family's prospective son-in-law and an honored inheritor disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect, while she was the Fang family's little princess and an honored inheritor disciple of the Kui Lian Sect. Within the three major families, they were both direct descendants of the direct descendants.

This meant the young couple had managed to embrace three powerful patrons. It was important to remember that in the Central Region, in the Thunder Wind Realm, there were only nine such grand patrons! This couple had secured three of them!

Setting aside their claim as the strongest among their peers, purely based on their background, who would dare provoke them?

"Little Yu, where have you been all these years?" Fang Liufeng asked Fang Xiaoyu with a smile.

"We were in the spatial turbulence and were teleported to an unknown place. It was like a deserted island, very dangerous inside, surrounded by spatial currents. We struggled to survive there for five years. Later, a great demon beast pursued us and knocked us into the spatial turbulence. When we woke up, we were already in the Central Region."

This explanation was pre-arranged by Lei Yu. After all, they couldn't possibly say they had traveled freely through the Thunder Star Sea, could they? Their lives would be at risk!

"Alas, you must have suffered. Your father is already on his way and should arrive in a day or two."

"Understood."

"Alright, you two continue on your way. I'll go keep an eye on that old fellow Huo Liuli. I fear he won't give up. If you're in danger, send me a telepathic message."

"Okay, Uncle."

"Oh, it seems your personality has changed quite a bit these past few years. You can speak now." After all, the Fang Xiaoyu of the past was like an iceberg, ignoring everyone.

Fang Liufeng took a good look at Wan Lei and smiled, "You brat, not bad. You've got guts. Thank you for taking care of Little Yu all these years."

"She's my wife, it's only natural."

"Heh." Fang Liufeng chuckled lightly, then rose and left.

The few remaining members of the Wu family helped Wu Xun up. Wu Xun cupped his hands towards Wan Lei without a word and flew away into the distance. The spectators who had been watching from afar also dispersed, their mouths spreading the news of what had happened throughout the entire Mu Xian Secret Realm.

"Look at you, so smug." Fang Xiaoyu's nostrils flared with pride, her expression endearingly cute, causing young master Lei to feel a surge of affection. He indulgently ruffled her small head. "How about that? Wasn't it my connections that resolved the crisis this time? If you dare bully me in the future, I'll kick you away and you won't be able to cling to any powerful patrons."

"Heh." Wan Lei reached out, gently caressing his little wife's smooth and delicate chin. His eyes were dismissive, and his lips moved slightly. "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Bah!"

Watching the loving couple, Ba'ernu sighed and walked to Qi Manyao's side, gently patting her shoulder. "Try to think positively." Ba'ernu had witnessed the relationship between Qi Manyao and Wan Lei. Now… alas…

"You don't need to worry about me, you little vixen." Qi Manyao pouted and snorted, her eyes filled with grievances and insecurity. In terms of looks, figure, family background, strength, and affection, she couldn't compare to Fang Xiaoyu in any aspect. Little Sister Yaoyao felt so inferior.

"Hmph, we're all from Qishan Commandery. We should look out for each other." In recent years, people from Qishan Commandery like Sui Xiaohang, Tian Suanzi, and Wan Liuchuan had been close. This also helped to ease the relationship between Ba'ernu and Qi Manyao.

"You don't need to pity me. You're not much better yourself. Didn't you want him too back then?" Qi Manyao's tone softened.

"It's different. Firstly, I never liked him. Secondly, I have a Dao companion now, who is better than you. Single! Dog!"

"You… you all bully me, hmph!" Man Yaoyao gritted her teeth in annoyance. Wherever she went, she was the one being bullied.

At this moment, Qian Duoduo and the others had gathered around Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu.

"Wan Lei, you're amazing. Your progress these past few years is incredible. You've even snatched up Princess Xiaoyu. Awesome, awesome." Qian Duoduo slapped Wan Lei's shoulder and laughed heartily.

Wan Lei also laughed, but quickly composed himself. He patted Qian Duoduo's shoulder and said seriously, "Call me Senior Brother."

"Huh?" Qian Duoduo looked bewildered. Suddenly, he was kicked from behind. Turning around, he saw Yue Lingxi.

"What?"

"Stop the nonsense and call him quickly!" Yue Lingxi whispered a reminder. Qian Duoduo looked at Yue Lingxi's swollen nose and still bruised face, and combined with her reminder, he suddenly understood.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Lei. Junior Brother greets Senior Brother Lei." Qian Duoduo cupped his hands seriously, his demeanor very earnest, much like someone who feared a beating… and respected his senior brother.

He didn't call him Senior Brother Wan, but Senior Brother Lei. It wasn't that the surname Wan was particularly taboo, but rather that there were simply too many people with the surname Wan in the Thunder Wind Realm. Among hundreds of billions of people, the Wan surname accounted for nearly twenty percent. If everyone called out "Senior Brother Wan," who would they be referring to? Even among the junior disciples behind Qian Duoduo, one of them was surnamed Wan. It was likely that female disciples of the Kui Lian Sect also had the surname Wan. Therefore, it had become an unwritten convention that when addressing someone surnamed Wan, the surname was usually omitted, and their given name was used instead. Only for exceptionally important figures, or during official meetings between parties, would the formal surname and title be used. For example, when Fang Huifeng went to the Wan family to meet the Wan family patriarch, he addressed him as Patriarch Wan.

"No problem, no problem, Junior Brother Qian. In the future, in the Central Region, if anyone dares to provoke you, just mention my name. It'll be very effective."

"Absolutely, absolutely." After a moment of feigned camaraderie between brothers, Wan Lei greeted the others one by one. "Li Lei, long time no see. Has your cooking improved recently? Wang Chao, are you still a silent type every day? Don't be like that. Speak more, otherwise Li Lei will snatch He Shibai away from you. Little Eighteen, oh my, why are you glaring at me? Your figure has become even hotter! Next time, wear the leather outfit and pants again. The Yin-Yang Sect robes don't suit you. Huh? Who is that little girl behind you?" Wan Lei suddenly noticed the little girl standing behind He Shibai looked familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen her.

The little girl first glared fiercely at Wan Lei, forcibly suppressing the urge to beat him. She then walked over, bowed, and said, "Ba'ernu greets Master!"

"Holy crap, you're Ba'ernu?!" Young Master Lei's eyes widened. This tall and elegant young lady, whose skin wasn't fair but certainly not dark, was the formerly dark and thin Ba'ernu?

"You had a second growth spurt?!"

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