Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Yuchi: "..."

Xu Rufeng: "... Is this Song Qingshan out of his mind!"

He’s practically starting to curse. So, you’re a cultivator, and you think you’re amazing? If you’re a cook, should I compete with you in cooking skills? If you’re a blacksmith, should I compete with you in forging? So, if you’re a courtesan, should I compete with you in business skills?

This person is simply toxic, and it’s a miracle that Song Yinghan hasn’t developed a crooked personality in this situation.

"Senior, how about two out of three?" Yuchi smiled.

"What do you mean?" Song Qingshan said coldly.

"I, Yuchi, am just an ordinary person. To say I can beat you, senior, is like a fool’s dream. However, considering that you are a respected existence, it’s unlikely that you’d just make a demand and expect the whole situation to be determined solely by your words, right? Otherwise, whoever speaks first would automatically win, wouldn’t they?" Yuchi said with a smile.

Xu Rufeng secretly gave Yuchi a thumbs up. That’s exactly the point. A cultivator is just a profession, after all. Pretending that being a cultivator is the only thing that matters.

"Then why don’t you and my Celestial Craft Workshop compete in mechanical techniques? Pretentious as hell," Xu Rufeng muttered to himself.

"Rejected."

Song Qingshan made it clear: "Either you can beat me and prove you can protect Yinghan, or you can go as far away as possible. I’ve only considered the face of the Celestial Craft Workshop to be giving you this much respect."

Song Yinghan was anxious!

"You’re simply being unreasonable! You’re completely irresponsible. You only care about your pride and never about my feelings!" She looked at Song Qingshan angrily, and her voice from behind the mask was full of grief.

Xu Rufeng couldn’t stand it any longer either. This person really has a problem, seriously believing he’s invincible, thinking that everybody except cultivators is nothing. Are all cultivators like this? But no, Song Yinghan likes Yuchi! So why is her father being so exaggerated? It’s simply unreasonable.

So now the issue falls on Yuchi.

He remained calm and composed, sitting steadily in the main seat, putting his hands gently on the armrests, exuding a different kind of calm: "Alright, senior, just defeating you is too insincere."

"Let’s make a bet then."

"Give me three years, and I’ll demolish the Stargazing Platform you’re on. Without it, wouldn’t you have no reason to control Yinghan?"

Xu Rufeng looked at Yuchi in shock: "Wow, how arrogant! Big Devil! Old Devil Yuchi!! I love it! I support you!"

Song Yinghan: "Ah... this!"

She couldn’t help but look over at Yuchi: "Is he serious? This is ignoring my father, and aiming to destroy him directly?!"

So, Song Qingshan, you think you’re so powerful, right? You think the Stargazing Platform is so powerful, right? Fine, then I’ll demolish it, and let’s see what you pretend to be then.

Song Qingshan looked like he had heard an enormous joke. Just as he was about to mock, Yuchi lazily interrupted, "Yes or no?"

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Song Qingshan: "..."

Then.

"Haha, alright! Why not? I’m not asking you to take down my Stargazing Platform alone; you’d better bring all your so-called friends and family over. I’ll be waiting at the Stargazing Platform. If you can’t demolish it, you’re just a promise-breaking coward, and what happens to such a coward?" Song Qingshan’s tone was ice-cold.

"There’s no need to trouble you. I’ll just find a crooked tree to hang myself," Yuchi said casually.

"Good!"

"Then it’s a deal. Isn’t it just three years? It’s the blink of an eye. Three years from now, I’ll wait for you to demolish it. If you can’t do it, go find a place to die and don’t appear again." Song Qingshan looked at the trembling shoulders of Song Yinghan, "Is that alright? Three years isn’t long, but since he dared to say so, he must have confidence, right?"

"If he really can do it, then I’ll admit I’m a fool who misjudges, just an old dog. But if he can’t, it proves my judgment is correct, and this man isn’t fit to be your husband."

"How about that?"

He genuinely wanted to kill Yuchi... Others might not know Song Qingshan, but Song Yinghan does. This stance is very clear, and now, facing her biological father’s question, Song Yinghan solemnly nodded:

"I am willing to trust him unconditionally, for just three years. Cultivation years fly by; I’m willing to wait! If he fails me, I’ll follow your request, father! But if he succeeds, I hope you will act like an elder at that time!"

The implication is that this old man is really irritating, the forced constraint of family ties, really only because he’s her biological father, or else anyone else saying such a thing would get slapped instantly.

"Alright, it’s a deal."

Song Qingshan stood up gripping the table: "I’ll be waiting for you at the Stargazing Platform! In the meantime, Song Yinghan, return home and focus on honing your skills!"

Song Yinghan couldn’t bear it, wanting to stay and explain the letter’s situation.