Chapter 2523: Chang’e Surprised, the man stared at Zu An with widened eyes. “How do you know?” The Saintess also looked at Zu An with questioning eyes, perplexed by how he knew that name. Zu An was stunned. It really is Chang’e. This man must be the legendary figure who shot down the suns. Zu An’s lack of response caused the man to narrow his eyes dangerously. “Brother, are you after Chang’e as well?” Sensing the other party’s growing hostility, Zu An snapped out of his thoughts and smiled. “You misunderstand! You mentioned that she’s the Chang clan’s most beautiful Saintess. Her name spreads far and wide. It’s only normal for me to have heard about her.” “Is that so?” The man breathed a sigh of relief. He scratched his head and laughed. “I didn’t expect her to be this famous. To think you've heard of her despite not even knowing about the grudge between the shamans and the fiends.” Zu An wiped away some cold sweat. “Haha, it’s a coincidence.” He took the opportunity to gather more details. “You two must be very close, for you to be proposing to her.” The man looked at Zu An as if he was talking nonsense. “I haven’t even met her yet.” It was Zu An’s turn to be dumbstruck. “You’re proposing to her despite having never met her?” “Of course! The most beautiful woman should be with the strongest man!” the man declared as he flexed his bulging biceps. He turned to the Saintess and awkwardly added, “Your woman is beautiful too, but to me, the most beautiful woman is my future wife.” The Saintess rolled her eyes. You might as well just stay quiet. Zu An could relate to him, saying, “Brother, I can tell that you’re a sentimental person. I am in awe.” That compliment brought a wide grin to the man’s face. Fueled by excitement, he began sharing his history with Chang’e. “Actually, it’s not as if we're completely unrelated. My clan elders have made an agreement with the Chang clan to betroth us to each other.” “Ah, so it was an arranged marriage!” Zu An and the Saintess nodded in realization. The man heaved a big sigh. “But shortly after we were betrothed, our clan encountered a disaster and suffered great casualties, resulting in our clan’s decline. I reached the age of marriage long ago, but I didn’t want my future wife to suffer any grievances, so I decided to make a name for myself before proposing to her. That way, her reputation wouldn’t be sullied.” This reminded Zu An of a webnovel trope in his previous life—a destitute young man slowly rising through the ranks with his own capabilities, eventually reaching the top of the world. The Saintess pointed out, “You must be famous then.” The man patted his bow and proudly replied, “I dare say that if I proclaim myself second in the world at archery, no one will dare take the first spot.” A gleam flickered across the Saintess’ eyes. “What a coincidence. My big brother happens to be skilled in archery too.” That piqued the man’s interest. “Oh? What a coincidence! Brother Necropolis, where’s your bow? Shall we have a duel?” Zu An glanced at the Saintess, surprised by her remark. Is it because she doesn’t want me to be overshadowed? But he was in no mood to have a duel when he had more important matters at hand. “She’s pulling your leg. I’m merely an amateur.” The man frowned. “Your archery must be outstanding for her to say so. A man shouldn’t disappoint his woman. You don’t have to feel stressed. It’s just a friendly competition. Let’s keep things light-hearted, all right?” He casually gestured toward a flock of birds in the distance. “Those vultures are extremely cruel. They are fond of feasting on infants’ brain matter. Let’s shoot an arrow each and see who can shoot down more birds.” It would be impolite to continue rejecting him now, so Zu An took out the Sun Slaying Bow. However, he immediately regretted his decision. He belatedly recalled that the man had a deep tie with the Sun Slaying Bow in history, having used it to shoot down the nine suns. Upon seeing the red bow, the man’s eyes lit up out of enthusiasm. “What a wonderful bow!” Zu An was worried that the man would covet the Sun Slaying Bow, but the latter was simply appreciating its craftsmanship. He heaved a sigh of relief and suggested, “Brother, why don’t you go first?” The man frowned. “You’d be at a disadvantage if I went first. Why don’t you go first?” Zu An smiled in embarrassment. “You’d be at a disadvantage if I went first too...” “Then let’s go together.” The man laughed heartily. He nocked his arrow and released it like a shooting star. The Saintess was dumbstruck. The arrow pierced through a vulture’s eye before striking another, and another. It was baffling how the released arrow could twist and turn, catching up with the flustered vultures no matter where they fled to. In the blink of an eye, half of the vultures were already shot down. It was then that Zu An’s arrow arrived. There was a brilliant flash of light, and all the remaining birds, be it near or far, were blasted to cinders. The man was dumbstruck before bursting into laughter. “You shot down one more vulture than me. It’s your victory.” Zu An shook his head. “Your archery skills are clearly superior to mine. I merely took advantage of this bow’s superior prowess.” The man wasn’t bothered by that. “It’s also a skill to be able to acquire a good bow. Since that’s the case, why don’t we call it a draw?” Zu An respected Yi’s hearty and magnanimous personality. While the two men were bonding with each other, the Saintess lowered her gaze. Her face was pale, and her fists were clenched tightly in her sleeves. Amid chatter, they finally arrived in the Chang clan’s vicinity. The man clasped his fist at Zu An and said, “Thank you for the ride. I've reached my destination. May we meet again.” Zu An was curious to meet the legendary Chang’e, but he had more important matters at hand. Besides, he already considered Yi his friend now, and it wouldn’t do for him to steal his friend’s wife. “Brother Yi, may you return home with your bride!” Zu An clasped his fist as he bade farewell. “Hahaha! You can be sure that I’ll invite you to our wedding!” While embracing Zu An, the man took the opportunity to send a telepathic message over. “Be careful of your woman. She carries a fiend’s aura.” Zu An was stunned. Before he could process what he had just heard, the other party had already leaped off the Crystal Boat with a hearty laugh, leaving behind a waving silhouette. Zu An turned to the dazed Saintess. Yi has sharp eyes. He’s able to tell that little sister Ling’er is from the Fiend races. Needless to say, Yumen Beiqing, as the Fiend races’ Saintess, was a fiend. It was inevitable for Yi, due to the war in this era, to harbor prejudice toward fiends. “What did he say earlier?” the Saintess asked as she walked over. “He wished us a blissful marriage,” Zu An replied with a smile. There was no need to trouble her with such trivialities. The Saintess laughed awkwardly. Her face was slightly flushed, but her eyes were tinged with confusion and fear. Meanwhile, the man made his way to the foot of the mountain, where a town lay. He was about to report his background when he noticed that the Chang clan was in chaos, searching for something. He grabbed a random passerby and asked, “What happened?” “You...” The passerby was about to flare up when he sensed the man’s intimidating aura, so he obediently answered, “The Saintess had gone missing.” “What?” The man was stunned. “Why would she suddenly go missing?” The passerby replied, “I heard that the Saintess’ childhood fiancé is going to propose to her today. There are rumors he is three meters tall, his waist is three meters wide, and he devours ten cows each meal. How can our delicate Saintess marry such a brute? She must have fled to escape him.” The man widened his eyes in disbelief. “What bullshit are you spouting?!”