Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 1419 - 1419 804 Slap and Send Flying

Chapter 1419: Chapter 804: Slap and Send Flying Chapter 1419: Chapter 804: Slap and Send Flying Chapter 0804: Smacked Away

At this moment, Huang Liuyan seemed especially helpless. Originally, when the National Master Manor was selecting the guards to escort Cheng Daoran to Tribulation City for his tribulation, Huang Liuyan had not signed up. She didn’t even want to be involved in the matter, but her lack of registration didn’t mean she would be forgotten. In the end, when the list was announced, Huang Liuyan, despite not signing up, had defeated many applicants and was selected. She knew then that something was amiss. She wanted to refuse, but no one gave her the chance to.

Now, Huang Liuyan finally understood why she was chosen even though she hadn’t signed up. Almost certainly, it was Cheng Daoran’s doing—he must have calculated that at this moment, due to various reasons and the pressure from others, Huang Liuyan would have no way to refuse his proposal and could only comply.

However, Huang Liuyan couldn’t agree no matter what. Cheng Daoran was going to face his Nascent Soul Tribulation, the chances of success were slim. If she agreed and he failed in the tribulation, she would become a widow, and for a long time to come, it was likely that no one else would propose to her. She might even end up lonely for life. But that wasn’t the main issue—the main issue was that she had no feelings for Cheng Daoran and never thought he was a good match for her.

“Huang, please agree to my proposal,” amidst the crowd’s teasing, Cheng Daoran once again requested Huang Liuyan, hoping she would accept.

The teasing in Tribulation City grew louder, with almost everyone shouting for Huang Liuyan to agree. They didn’t care whether Huang Liuyan liked Cheng Daoran or not; they assumed that since she had accompanied him this far, there must be some romantic foundation between them. At this time, whether for the sake of their feelings or for Cheng Daoran’s future, she should agree.

Huang Liuyan felt as if she were in a furnace, her body burning and her emotions in extreme turmoil. She looked around, hoping to find someone who could give her strength at this moment, but there was no one.

Huang Liuyan had to encourage herself. Staring unwaveringly at Cheng Daoran, she said, “I’m sorry, but I cannot accept your proposal. I don’t want to marry you. I don’t want to be your cultivation partner.”

Four consecutive “no’s” came from Huang Liuyan’s mouth, like four daggers stabbing into Cheng Daoran’s heart. Despite the noise around them, with Cheng Daoran’s cultivation level, he could hear Huang Liuyan’s words clearly. His face changed abruptly, his cheeks twitching violently; he hadn’t expected that even with the right moment and overwhelming advantage, he still couldn’t force Huang Liuyan to agree.

Cheng Daoran took a deep breath, realizing he had no way to win over Huang Liuyan’s heart, and could never make her accept his proposal. A trace of viciousness flickered in the depths of his eyes, thinking, I’ve bared my heart to you, yet you still treat me this way—don’t blame me for being impolite.

Suddenly, Cheng Daoran forced a smile and said loudly, “Huang, I knew you wouldn’t refuse me. Thank you for accepting my proposal and agreeing to become my cultivation partner. Just wait. Once my tribulation is over, we’ll get married.”

Huang Liuyan hadn’t expected Cheng Daoran to be so shameless. She clearly stated her refusal, yet somehow, to Cheng Daoran, it became an acceptance? She wouldn’t accept Cheng Daoran’s twisting of facts. She was about to retort when everyone around, thinking they’d witnessed lovers finally getting together, cheered so loudly that it filled the heavens and the earth. At this moment, even if Huang Liuyan spoke, no one could hear her.

Huang Liuyan glared at Cheng Daoran, seething, and squeezed through her teeth, “Chen, you truly have hit a new low in shamelessness.”

Cheng Daoran replied with a cold smile, “You forced this on me.”

Huang Liuyan refused to submit. She wanted to clarify the matter. The cheering of the crowd didn’t matter; it would eventually end. When it quieted down, she would immediately explain. She refused to believe that if she was unwilling, someone could still force her to agree.

But Cheng Daoran was watching Huang Liuyan’s every move. Seeing her expression, he knew what she was about to do. A cold smile appeared on his lips, and he suddenly slapped toward Huang Liuyan’s shoulder. An already prepared talisman flew from his hand and landed on her shoulder, restricting her movements.

Huang Liuyan tried to speak, but she couldn’t even open her mouth, unable to make a sound. She tried to use the Sound Transmission Skill, but she couldn’t use the spell to speak. Only then did Huang Liuyan’s expression change drastically, realizing that Cheng Daoran’s shamelessness had no limit—it was only limited by his imagination.