In recent years, the competition among the three major martial arts families and the royal family of Liuyun Kingdom has intensified.
The rivalry among the younger generation of geniuses has been particularly fierce, with each side determined to outshine the others. This is also influenced by the competition between their respective hidden sects. Whichever side can recruit more outstanding talents will be able to solidify its position within the secret realms, ensuring the sect's legacy for longer and more prosperous times. This is why the people from Xue Wang Gong, upon learning of Lan Xueyi's talent, proactively dispatched an absolute expert at the Giant Spirit Realm to escort her.
Within Liuyun Kingdom, the royal family holds a transcendent position. The three great aristocratic families, unable to compete with the royal family, can only vie against each other. Among them, the Qiu family is relatively laid-back. The friction and conflict are most intense between the Pei and Wei families. Geniuses from both families often clash upon meeting. Therefore, it is not surprising that Pei Jingguang would mock Wei Liuping with sarcastic remarks as soon as he appeared. It would be more unusual if they were amicable.
Wei Liuping glared fiercely at Ling Fan, then turned to Pei Jingguang and sneered, "I was disciplining someone. When did it become your turn to butt in, Pei Jingguang? What business is it of yours! I'd advise you to keep a lower profile and not be so ostentatious, lest you lose everything your Pei family has one day."
Pei Jingguang narrowed his eyes. He hated being called by his nickname, Pei Jingguang, the most! A sharp aura flowed from him, making him appear dangerous. A quasi-Heavenly Yuan Realm fluctuation, no weaker than Wei Liuping's, was powerfully released. Suddenly, Pei Jingguang thought of something and grinned. He then retracted his formidable cultivation and said with a smile, "I've fought you so many times, and fighting you again is meaningless. Even fighting for three days and three nights wouldn't determine a victor. How about this?"
"Our Pei family has recently recruited some very promising talents. I'll send one of them to compete, and you can pick a genius your Wei family has recruited to fight. Whoever loses will leave behind five spirit cores and get out of Luoyan Tower. Do you dare to gamble!?" Pei Jingguang said, looking at Wei Liuping with a confident, provocative smile.
Wei Liuping snorted and said, "How could I be afraid of you? What kind of geniuses could your Pei family possibly recruit? They're just a bunch of misfits! We wouldn't want those rejects even if they were given to our Wei family for free!"
"Fight then!"
"Good!"
"I have talents at the mid-stage, late-stage, and peak Profound Gang Realm. Pick anyone you want to compete," Pei Jingguang said with a smile.
Wei Liuping pondered, his gaze sweeping over Song Yuhang, Li Chenyang, Jiang Yong, and others. Song Yuhang volunteered, "Young Master Wei, I am not talented, but I am willing to fight!"
Wei Liuping remained in thought, not speaking. Suddenly, his gaze fell upon Jin Yuyao. An idea struck him. He looked at Jin Yuyao and said, "Didn't you want me to let this kid go just now? If you fight for me and win, I'll spare his life."
Joy flashed in Jin Yuyao's eyes. "Is that true!"
Wei Liuping sneered, "Don't celebrate too early. There are conditions. I'll say the ugly truth upfront: if you lose... and cause me to lose five spirit cores, you will pay a corresponding price. Tonight, you will clean yourself up and willingly climb into my bed!"
Jin Yuyao trembled all over, a conflicted expression on her face. She glanced at Ling Fan, gritted her teeth, and said, "I... I agree!"
"Good! It's a deal!" Wei Liuping immediately agreed. This bet was extremely advantageous to him, with no downside. If Jin Yuyao won, he would gain five spirit cores for free – a significant amount. Five spirit cores were substantial cultivation resources even for a direct descendant like him from one of the three great families. If Jin Yuyao lost... he would also gain a top-tier beauty. Even losing five spirit cores would be acceptable!
Ling Fan looked at Jin Yuyao and frowned slightly, "You don't need to do anything for me. They can't threaten me."
Jin Yuyao rolled her eyes at him. "Are you still being stubborn? If you're not capable, don't pretend to be strong! Do you think I'm happy to gamble my purity to save you? I just don't want to see you die so meaninglessly."
"If I win, and you still try to play dumb with me or refuse to introduce me to that powerful expert who saved me, I'll teach you a lesson!" Jin Yuyao leaned close to Ling Fan and said fiercely, biting her teeth. Before Ling Fan could speak, Jin Yuyao walked out with her long, straight, slender legs, exuding an air of freedom.
As Luoyan Tower is a gathering place for martial arts experts, there is no shortage of places for sparring. The center of each floor has a fighting ring, and the rings are equipped with powerful formations to prevent combat aftermath from spreading. Jin Yuyao stepped onto the ring.
The moment Pei Jingguang saw Jin Yuyao, his eyes lit up. He chuckled, "Wei Liuping, you really haven't changed your lecherous habits. Where did you find such a perfect nine-head beauty? She's beautiful, but her strength is probably not great. You've lost this fight."
"This beauty is at the peak of the mid-stage Profound Gang Realm and uses a sword. I won't bully her..."
"This Huang Yong has been my sword slave since childhood. He's about the same age as this beauty and has similar cultivation. I'll send him to compete."
"Huang Yong, don't take this lightly. If you cause me to lose this bet with Wei Liuping, you know the consequences." Pei Jingguang's voice carried a hint of coldness. Huang Yong, carrying a sword on his back, bowed respectfully. "Yes, Young Master. Please rest assured, if this servant does not win this fight... I will die."
Not far from the Pei family group, a petite beauty with a disproportionately voluptuous figure held her sword, appearing indifferent. Her eyes were vacant, and she seemed unconcerned by the bet between Pei Jingguang and Wei Liuping. However, she was the one Wei Liuping feared the most. This woman was named Pei Nanwei, nicknamed "Crazy Sword."
Wei Liuping withdrew his gaze and focused on the ring. At this moment, Huang Yong also stepped onto the stage. He was of medium build with an ordinary appearance. However, his bones were thick, especially his hands. His ten fingers were extremely thick, and his forearm, which gripped the sword, was as robust as an ordinary person's calf. He drew his sword and swung it, and a sharp sword wind carved a deep scratch on the hard ring floor.