The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

The Sloppy Daoist and the Lin Family Ancestor were instantly at a disadvantage. For Non-Entering Profound Pill cultivators, battles were still a contest of True Qi. Their lifespans were nearing their end, and the quality of their True Qi was no longer what it was in their prime.

In contrast, Sotu was only a little over a hundred years old, while Elder Yun was over one hundred and sixty. The quality of their True Qi was far superior.

If Guo Lin were still here, with three of the six great families joining forces, Sotu and Elder Yun would have had no choice but to temporarily retreat. But a simple scheme from Sotu to sow discord had scared Guo Lin away.

In a two-on-two battle, the Sloppy Daoist and the Lin Family Ancestor were clearly no match.

They had great clans behind them; there was no need to fight to the death over an unknown Divine Artifact. The moment the fight began, both already had thoughts of retreating.

In the air, the golden and gray auras simultaneously pulled back, expanding the battlefield.

In less than a hundred exchanges, the two fled.

The only Inner Realm masters left were Sotu and Elder Yun.

Elder Yun was exhilarated. It was the first time he had gained the upper hand in a confrontation involving the six great families. He laughed heartily and asked, "Sotu, how do you want to split this Divine Artifact?"

At this moment, he felt victory was already in his grasp. In a one-on-one fight, he wasn't the least bit afraid of Sotu. His family's inherited Cultivation Technique gave him Misty True Qi, which perfectly countered Sotu's Blood Saber. This was also why he had agreed to ally with him.

Sotu grinned. "These three young ladies are all beauties in their own right, especially those two over there. They're absolutely exquisite. I want them for my harem!"

Elder Yun smiled inwardly. 'This Sotu is a pragmatic man after all.' He then said aloud, "Very well. The women are yours, the Divine Artifact is mine!"

Xiao Yu, her face a mask of arrogance, cursed angrily, "You shameless old perv! A man over a hundred years old, and you're still leering at young girls! I am Xiao Yu, daughter of the Xuanwu Sect's Sect Leader. Just try and lay a finger on me!"

Elder Yun's eyelid twitched. He quickly changed his tune, "You can go. The two exquisite beauties are for Sotu!"

Murong Qing was horrified. She shouted, "Our man is Chen Dong! If you dare to touch us, he will never forgive you!"

At this, Elder Yun's heart sank. When it came to who was currently the hottest topic in the Martial Artist Circle, it wasn't the newbies or internet celebrities who'd gotten their hands on a Black Feather—it was this young man, Chen Dong. Since the video of him beating up Guo Lin had circulated, all the older-generation experts had become familiar with the name. He had reached the Inner Realm at an incredibly young age and cultivated thunder techniques, forcing even the older generation to be impressed.

Guo Lin's strength wasn't considered top-tier among Inner Realm experts, but in the video, Chen Dong clearly wasn't using his full power. This made the name "Chen Dong" extremely intimidating.

Sotu's lips curled into a slight smile. "Elder Yun, it seems we can't touch any of these three women. In that case, I'll just take this Divine Artifact!"

Elder Yun's expression changed, and he snapped coldly, "You were after this Divine Artifact from the very beginning! Your talk about wanting the women was just to play me for a fool!"

Sotu chuckled slyly. "Cultivation is so dull. What's the harm in having a little fun at your expense, Elder?"

Elder Yun asked coldly, "And what makes you think you can beat me?"

A crimson aura flashed around Sotu, and an immense pressure swept out from him.

Elder Yun's expression changed instantly, his pupils constricting in shock. "You've reached the Mid-stage Inner Realm?"

Sotu gave a sinister smile. "The Spiritual Qi of the world is surging. Cultivation is easier than ever. Isn't it only natural that I've reached the Mid-stage Inner Realm? I'm not like you useless old fools whose potential is all used up, destined to waste away your lives at the Early-stage Inner Realm!"

Elder Yun's face darkened with resentment. He gritted his teeth, turned, and flew away.

Sotu chuckled lightly. "You're lucky you ran fast. Otherwise, I was hoping to find out what it feels like to kill an Inner Realm expert!"

With that, Sotu turned his cold gaze toward the Outer Manifestation experts in the distance.

The thirteen Outer Manifestation experts felt a chill run down their spines and immediately fled.

Only Murong Qing's group of three and Sotu were left.

Sotu flew down, landed, and walked toward Murong Qing and Li Huiran.

Murong Qing's heart pounded with anxiety. She could see no fear in the man's eyes; it was as if the name "Chen Dong" had no deterrent effect. On the contrary, she could see a vile lust in his gaze growing ever more intense.

'It's over.' The Celestial Spirit Realm was a joke before the Inner Realm. Xiao Yu took two fearful steps back, her previous composure completely gone.

Sotu didn't go for the Divine Artifact first. Instead, he leered at the two women, sizing them up. He chuckled wickedly, "I wasn't lying when I said I wanted to take you into my harem. Especially your fearful expression... and her tranquil beauty. It truly gets my heart pounding. Cultivation is dull and lonely. How about you two come and keep me company!"

As he spoke, he moved to lay his hands on them.

Murong Qing glared at him in a rage. Her True Qi erupted, and dozens of Ice Swords shot toward him in an instant.

With a flash of his crimson aura, Sotu completely blocked the Ice Swords.

"I like you even more like this!" Sotu taunted.

He reached out, grabbed Murong Qing's chin, and said mockingly, "Chen Dong? You think I, a Mid-stage Inner Realm master, would be afraid of some junior? If he dares to show up, I'll kill him right in front of you!"

His words seemed to trigger something. The unconscious Li Huiran instantly raised her head as a powerful surge of Spiritual Qi erupted from her body.

Her eyes snapped open. She looked like a goddess, her gaze filled with the cold indifference one would show to an ant. Her short, jet-black hair instantly turned snow-white. The jade-green Celestial Measuring Ruler in her hand pointed forward slightly as her crimson lips parted to utter a single word: "Die!"

She slashed out once with her ruler!

Sotu's mind reeled in horror, his pupils contracting violently. 'This aura... it's not something I can fight! I have to run, or I'm going to die!'

He executed a desperate, costly escape technique without a second thought. The crimson aura around him erupted as he detonated his own blood essence to boost his speed, vanishing from the spot in an instant.

Leaving only the severed arm that had touched Murong Qing to fall to the ground!