The Inheritance Of The Supreme Immortals

[ POV: Amelia Scarlett ]

Sam gradually dispersed his Dao Emperor Avatar and descded gracefully to the g. The ice he had conjured disappeared with a simple wave of his hand. His appearance returned to its usual state, with his hair reverting to crimson and his red eyes transforming into a sere oceanic blue.

I secretly had a soft spot for the hair, though.

"Adriana, gather everyone and take them to the ancestral manor," the patriarch of the Hailstorm Clan instructed before vanishing into thin air, leaving behind his words.

His younger brother, Harper, let out a derisive snort and promptly disappeared as well.

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.

I had observed Harper's consistt dissatisfaction since our arrival, particularly toward Sam. Additionally, his strained relationship with the patriarch, his older brother, had not escaped my notice.

Ev the dynamic betwe the matriarch and the patriarch seemed fraught with tsion, their mutual antipathy barely concealed, especially on the matriarch's part.

"Is something going on?" I couldn't help but furrow my brow. After all, they were Sam's family, and any discord among them naturally involved him.

"Who the hell does he think he is to order me a?" The intsity of the matriarch's killing intt was palpable, so overwhelming that it wasn't ev directed at me.

I approached Sam's mother, Hela, and asked, "Is the relationship betwe the patriarch and the matriarch really that strained?"

"Yes, their relationship has always be tumultuous, ev before we fled. They've never liked each other and frequtly disagreed over ev the smallest matters. There were momts wh their disputes and differces nearly tore the clan apart," Sam's mother replied, her gaze fixed on her son, my beloved Sam, who was now flying toward us.

I couldn't help but wonder, 'If they hate each other so much, why didn't they just separate?'

"It's not that they don't want to; it's that they can't," Ava Hailstorm responded.

Ava Hailstorm, the third princess of the Hailstorm Clan and the youngest daughter of Adriana Hailstorm, offered this insight. I had heard of her before, but this was the first time I had se her in person.

Ava suddly fixed me with an odd look.

"What?" I inquired.

"Who are you? And what are you doing with my older sisters?" She questioned with curiosity in her eyes.

"My name is Amelia Scarlett, the daughter of Count Nicholas Scarlett from the Scarlett Clan," I introduced myself with respect. I wt on to share my story, explaining how I had come to know Sam and detailing our currt relationship.

I wasn't particularly ke on disclosing the details of my relationship with Sam to her, but Ava hailtorm was a Sage Realm cultivator, and I didn't want to inadverttly offd her, especially since she was Sam's second aunt.

"Mm," Ava offered a succinct response.I had heard from Sam's mother that Ava was a woman of few words and would only speak wh she felt it was necessary.

...

After resolving things with the disciples of the Froz Dragon Blade Sect, our group, consisting of me, my beloved Sam, his mother Hela, his two aunts, and his older sister, was guided to the ancestral manor by Sam's grandmother.

This was where the main family of the Hailstorm Clan resided.

During our journey, Sam's grandmother inquired about my situation, and I didn't hold back, telling her everything, including the details of my relationship with Sam.

I couldn't help but notice that every time I got near Sam or mtioned his name, his sister would glare at me with intse anger in her eyes, coupled with a rather unsettling smile that seemed to contradict her beautiful appearance.

She strangely reminded me of a certain pink-haired anime character from one of my favorites.

We found ourselves in a grand hall adorned with extravagant designs, marvelous antiques, tapestries, mirrors, framed art, and luxurious rugs and carpets. The hall was adorned with countless candles, creating an air of mystery and romance simultaneously.

I couldn't help but think, 'After I marry Sam, I should get a place like this...'

Of course, I didn't say it out loud.

"Now that everyone's here, let's talk about our future," the matriarch began, although her eyes were solely fixed on Sam.

And it wasn't just her—every woman in the room seemed to be gazing at Sam as if he were the most delectable treat in the world.

"Tch, these horny bitches," Sam's Aunt Lorraine muttered with a clearly annoyed expression on her face. Honestly, I felt the same way.

I knew Sam was handsome; in fact, he was incredibly handsome, to the point where he could be the very definition of good looks. He was just that stunning. I didn't ev think there could ev be a woman as beautiful as Sam. 'I swear he's become ev more handsome now.'

I noticed Sam sporting a smug yet slightly awkward smile in response to the burning gazes he was attracting. 'Being too handsome has its own set of problems,'

Sam's mother let out a sigh as she broke the news, "We are going to live here from now on."

The matriarch's face displayed a soft smile, but she remained silt. Her gaze, however, was still locked onto Sam, and it was evidt she was deep in thought. 'I now have a grandson who possesses exceptional talt and hosts the Mystic Voidheart Harmonic Physique, a supreme physique, with two noble dragon bloodlines running through his veins.

He is the ideal candidate for the next head of our clan... With him by my side, I could easily thwart Alexander and Harper from attempting to wrest control of my clan.'

Sam gazed at his grandmother with anticipation.

He seemed to be in deep thought too: 'My grandmother, huh? She only looks a little older than mom and aunt; she looks so beautiful, and... I just got horny thinking about her.'

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