Rebirth, cultivation, revenge.

Chapter 3: Forcing the Marriage Aggressively

Nie Santong's strike was extremely swift and fierce, clearly aiming to kill with one blow!

As the eagle claw shot out, a sound of breaking through the air immediately rang out, and a phantom of an eagle claw came swooping through the air.

Cold!

In an instant, Nie Tian felt a bone-chilling killing intent.

Although Nie Santong wasn't a top-notch expert, he was a powerhouse at the ninth level of the Yuanling Realm!

In contrast, Nie Tian's nine Yuan Meridians were mostly damaged, and at most, he only had the strength of the third level of Yuan Meridian. There was no way he could be a match for Nie Santong.

At the moment of life and death, Nie Tian's pupils suddenly constricted, flashing a glimmer of sharp light.

Just at this moment, he suddenly felt an abnormal power surging within his body, as if it was about to burst out the next moment.

The next instant, he took a strange step, and his upper body shifted in a very strange way as he stepped forward.

"Swish!" Nie Santong's eagle claw brushed past Nie Tian's neck, and the fierce wind left several bright red finger marks.

"Missed!" After the strike landed, instead of feeling a sense of satisfaction, Nie Santong's face was filled with shock and confusion.

He was only one meter away from Nie Tian. Under such circumstances, even a Yuanling Realm expert would find it impossible to dodge. Nie Tian was just a cripple with his Yuan Meridians destroyed. How could he have evaded his fatal blow?

Nie Tian took a step back and let out a long breath, feeling relieved in his heart. "That was really close! Fortunately, I learned a set of Ruoye Feihong Steps out of boredom before. Otherwise, I'd really be doomed today."

At the same time, Nie Tian's face showed a hint of horror. At that critical moment just now, there was a mysterious power within his body, which was extremely strange.

"Die for me!" Nie Santong didn't give Nie Tian a chance to think. Since he had already made a move, there was no need to stop. He was determined to kill Nie Tian today.

"Nie Santong, stop!" Just as Nie Santong was about to strike again, an old man suddenly stood up, releasing a powerful aura all over his body, which directly pressed down on Nie Santong.

Nie Santong was forced to retreat continuously by the powerful aura, staggering a few steps and almost falling.

"Nie Santong, how dare you! You actually dared to try to kill the clan leader. Do you think we old folks don't exist?" The one who stood up to stop Nie Santong was none other than Nie Wenyuan, the Grand Elder of the Nie Clan.

"San Tong wouldn't dare." Nie Santong stabilized his stance and quickly bowed.

At this time, everyone in the Nie Clan craned their necks to look over.

They really didn't expect that Nie Wenyuan, the Grand Elder of the Nie Clan, would stand up to speak for Nie Tian.

Nie Tian secretly glanced at Nie Wenyuan and said in his heart, "Old fellow, you've got some vision. You can see my potential."

Nie Wenyuan hadn't intended to stand up at first, but he noticed the strangeness of Nie Tian's steps just now, which was very unusual.

Being able to avoid Nie Santong's fatal blow at close range, Nie Tian's performance just now was extremely strange.

Nie Wenyuan's first reaction was that Nie Tian's Yuan Meridians had recovered and his talent had returned.

A useless Nie Tian wasn't worth Nie Wenyuan standing up for, but a genius Nie Tian was a completely different story.

"Better not dare." Nie Wenyuan looked coldly at Nie Santong and said, "From now on, you're no longer the Chief Steward of the Nie Clan. Since Nie Tian is capable of shouldering the responsibilities of the clan leader, then from now on, all the affairs of the Nie Clan will be handled by Nie Tian."

"This..." Nie Santong's face turned pale. He didn't expect the situation to reverse so quickly.

"Do you have any objections?" Nie Wenyuan's face darkened.

"Don't dare." Nie Santong was sweating profusely.

"Do you all have any objections?" Nie Wenyuan shouted towards the outside of the hall.

"No." The disciples of the Nie Clan outside the hall were also stunned. They came to their senses at this moment and replied in unison.

Nie Tian had always been the clan leader; he just hadn't bothered with clan affairs.

Nie Wenyuan looked at Nie Tian and said, "Clan leader, you handle the matter of the Ba Clan's marriage proposal."

"Okay." Nie Tian nodded, smiling bitterly in his heart. "This old fellow is really taking it easy, throwing this hot potato to me."

"Move aside!" Nie Tian took a step forward and snapped coldly.

Nie Santong was annoyed in his heart but still stepped aside.

Nie Tian sat in the clan leader's seat, a faint smile on his lips, and his gaze immediately fell on Nie Yurou.

Previously, he hadn't had a chance to take a good look at Nie Yurou, and now he finally had the time.

The little girl was about eight or nine years old, with delicate features. Although there were still tears on her face, from her exquisite facial features, one could tell that she would definitely be a peerless beauty in the future.

"Good! Very good!" Before Nie Tian could say anything, Ba Wuren spoke first, laughing loudly. "I've really watched a good show today. The useless clan leader of the Nie Clan has actually regained control of the Nie Clan's power. It's truly delightful! Now that Nie Tian has taken the clan leader's seat, please sign the marriage contract."

Ba Wuren said this with an arrogant look on his face, completely ordering Nie Tian.

"Brother Nie Tian, don't sign it." Nie Yurou cried out anxiously, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"Brother Nie Tian!" Hearing this call, Nie Tian suddenly recalled that three years ago, he and Nie Yurou had a very good relationship. The little girl often pestered him to give her horse rides.

"Nine*, don't worry. Just because of your call of 'Brother Nie Tian', I definitely won't sign this lousy marriage contract." Nie Tian nodded at Nie Yurou, having no intention of signing the marriage contract at all.

"Nie Tian, be sensible and sign the marriage contract quickly to find a backer for your Nie Clan. Then you can manage to survive in Mo Yang City." Seeing that Nie Tian had no intention of signing the marriage contract, Ba Ziyang sneered, looking provocative.

"Find a backer?" Nie Tian couldn't help but chuckle and said lightly, "I, Nie Tian, am the biggest mountain. Why would I need to find an i***t as a backer?"

Nie Tian was once the number one God of War in the Celestial Realm. It was really absurd to ask him to find a backer.

"Clan Leader Nie, so you don't intend to sign this marriage contract?" Ba Wuren's face darkened, and his tone revealed a strong sense of threat.

Nie Tian smiled faintly and suddenly stood up, picked up the marriage contract and glanced at it, then said with a playful smile, "The Third Young Master of the Ba Clan is noble and handsome, except that he's an i***t. It's a pity that the Nie Clan has no interest in noble and handsome idiots. Tear up the Ba Clan's marriage contract."

"Rip!" As soon as the words fell, the marriage contract was torn in half.

From the beginning to the end, Nie Tian had never intended to sign any marriage contract.

The Ba Clan was proposing marriage on behalf of an i***t to the genius of the Nie Clan, which was clearly forcing the marriage.

If he signed this marriage contract, the Nie Clan would become the biggest laughingstock in Mo Yang City!

"Nie Tian, you..." Ba Wuren was enraged, his face so gloomy that it almost dripped water, and he roared in a deep voice, "Do you know that by doing this, you're digging your own grave for the Nie Clan! Your Nie Clan has been in decline since three years ago. Without the Ba Clan as a backer, the Nie Clan will disappear from Mo Yang City within half a year!"

"The Nie Clan is in decline. Alas!" Nie Tian shook his head and couldn't help but sigh.

It was an indisputable fact that the Nie Clan was in decline.

The tragedy three years ago not only claimed the life of Nie Tian's father but also wiped out most of the backbone of the Nie Clan, which was why someone like Nie Santong managed to take advantage of the situation and become the Chief Steward.

In the past three years, various industries of the Nie Clan had been continuously shrinking, and its prestige in Mo Yang City had been declining day by day.

If things continued like this, the Nie Clan's building would indeed collapse.

But things were different now. Nie Tian had appeared.

As the number one God of War in the Celestial Realm, not to mention a small local clan in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, even an empire or a continent in the Sumeru World would rise rapidly because of Nie Tian's appearance.

Seeing Nie Tian sigh, Ba Ziyang became complacent and said smugly, "Nie Tian, you're the clan leader of the Nie Clan now. Soon, I'll become the clan leader of the Ba Clan. In the name of the future clan leader of the Ba Clan, I'll give you a chance. As long as you sign the marriage contract, then announce that the Nie Clan is a vassal clan of the Ba Clan. And you, be a dog under my command, Ba Ziyang. Then I can guarantee that your Nie Clan will..."

Ba Ziyang was talking animatedly and didn't notice that Nie Tian's face was gradually turning gloomy.

"Slap!" The next moment, before Ba Ziyang could finish speaking, a crisp slap echoed throughout the council hall.