The two were slightly startled, and after thinking about it, they realized that, indeed, if they wanted to marry Fengjiu's children, the person had to be the son of the current head of their direct family, the young master of their family, and only then would they be qualified to mention it to Fengjiu.
But there is a young master in their family, but he is already in his twenties. If he wants to marry a ten-year-old girl, Fengjiu and Xuanyuan Moze probably won't agree even if they want to.
The two shook their heads and smiled bitterly, saying, "It seems that you have already found out about it. Would you share your plans and information with us?"
"Hahaha, that's natural."
The middle-aged emperor laughed out loud, looked at the picture in the void, and said, "So, although I don't know why Xuanyuan Moze has a dark aura, I still hope that he can successfully ascend. Then I can take this opportunity to come to their house to congratulate them and test their attitude to see if they have this intention."
"In that case, let's wait here and watch him ascend!" said an old man, his eyes fixed on the empty picture.
People from all sides were paying attention and watching Xuanyuan Moze's ascension. Because of Fengjiu's deterrent power, no one dared to secretly attack him. Therefore, he was able to endure the tempering of the heavenly thunder smoothly.
As time passed, thunderbolts struck and tempered people. On this day, when the last thunderbolt was about to fall, everyone held their breath.
"This is the last one." Luo Yu said, feeling a little excited.
"Lord Yan has ascended to heaven. We can finally reunite with our master and his family." Qi Kang also spoke, with joy in his eyes.
Above, Feng Jiu watched the last thunderbolt brewing, and a trace of sweat oozed out of her palms. Du Fan and others standing behind her saw that she seemed a little nervous, so they said, "Master, Lord Yan will definitely ascend smoothly, don't worry."
"I know, I'm just nervous." Feng Jiu said, and exhaled softly, "I'm more nervous than when I ascended to heaven myself."
Du Fan smiled, fanning himself gently with the fan in his hand, and said, "Master, why don't you think about it, after Lord Yan ascends, how should we celebrate?"
Feng Jiu's attention shifted a little when she heard this. She turned back to look at them and smiled. Her eyes fell on Song Mi'er who was standing beside her. She said, "How about inviting Mi'er's father and a few brothers to come here and prepare a buffet for us?"
"Okay! When does the master want to do it? I will send a message to my father and the others right away and ask them to get ready and come over." Song Mi'er clapped her hands and said with a smile.
Feng Jiu smiled, turned around and looked at the picture in the void, and said slowly: "Wait until he ascends, then you can send the message back!"
"Okay!" Song Mi'er responded, already thinking in her mind what kind of dishes to cook then.
At this moment, an extremely loud thunder struck down. The sound of the thunder was as powerful as a thunderbolt, gathering the power of all the previous thunders into this final one, which struck heavily on Xuanyuan Moze's body.
At the same time, a black lotus slowly emerged from Xuanyuan Moze's body. The power of the ancient black lotus absorbed the surrounding power and airflow, taking in all the surrounding pressure and aura. Faintly, one could see that the black lotus seemed to be gradually blooming...