The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

'A martial art? No! A Fire Technique? That's not it either!'

'It's impossible for a Fire Technique to be this perfect, to directly manifest a divine object imbued with Dao Essence. It's like a True Phoenix appearing in the mortal world!'

Just the divine might radiating from this Fire Phoenix was enough to suffocate her. She had already estimated Chen Dong to be incredibly strong. The moment she saw him, she knew that a physical fight was useless; otherwise, she wouldn't have spent so long talking.

But she never imagined Chen Dong was this powerful. The gap between them was so immense that a single technique, the Fire Phoenix, was more than she could handle.

She had exhausted all her strength, pouring her True Qi into her twin swords to block the Fire Phoenix. But the creature, radiating its terrifying divine might, simply stopped in front of her with no intention of attacking, making her feel like she was trying to stop a car that was already in motion.

Watching the business van drive away, Xiao Yu brandished her sword for a desperate strike. But the Fire Phoenix before her merely danced, its body of flame dissolving her slash into nothing.

Frantic and filled with hatred, Xiao Yu shrieked, "Chen... Dong...!"

Not long after, the business van pulled to a stop before the Cai Family's ancestral home.

A middle-aged Inner Realm expert, wrapped in bandages, had been waiting for some time. He bowed to the group and said, "This way, please!"

Had only Luo Hua and Luo Chengwu come, they would not have received such treatment. But Li Zhixuan was clearly a Profound Pill Powerhouse, and with him was Chen Dong, whose power the man couldn't see through. Etiquette could not be neglected when facing the strong.

The middle-aged Inner Realm expert led Chen Dong and the others to the edge of a lake. Cai Feiyu, Xiao Pan, Xiao Gui, and their entourage were waiting, but there was no sign of Qin Yun.

As soon as Luo Hua saw Cai Feiyu, he shouted, "I brought your 'treasure'! Where is Qin Yun?"

Cai Feiyu sneered. "The terms have changed. I don't just want the item. I also want those two next to you to cripple their own cultivation and kowtow to me in apology!" As she spoke, she pointed a fair-skinned finger at Chen Dong and Li Zhixuan.

Chen Dong's gaze went past Cai Feiyu to the middle-aged man behind her. 'Profound Pill Realm. His aura feels like the second layer of the early stage. His Profound Pill is around the fourth grade. It seems his mental state is what's lacking. If his state of mind were complete, he might have even formed a third-grade Profound Pill.'

The difference between a third-grade and a fourth-grade Profound Pill was like heaven and earth. A fourth-grade Profound Pill was mid-tier; without a great stroke of fortune, one would find it difficult to break through to the Nascent Soul realm in their entire lifetime. A third-grade Profound Pill, however, was high-tier. Barring any accidents, its owner would safely break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

Chen Dong's eyes narrowed slightly. 'An opponent like this is perfect,' he thought. 'Since stepping onto the Extreme Dao, I've been unrivaled in the ordinary Inner Realm. To break through to the Profound Pill Realm, I need the tempering of battle.'

And so, Chen Dong deliberately provoked, "Is he your so-called backing?"

Cai Feiyu's eyes were ice-cold. "Backing or not, if you want to see Qin Yun, then be decisive. Cripple your cultivation and kowtow to me!"

Lightning flashed in Chen Dong's hand as he snorted, "Pathetic!"

Xiao Pan's eyes narrowed. He instructed Xiao Gui, "Protect Feiyu!" With a grasping motion, a golden dragon coiled around his hand. He then thrust his claw forward, and the dragon shot out with it, hurtling toward Chen Dong's group with the force of a draconic roar!

A smile touched the corner of Chen Dong's mouth. 'Perfect timing! To be able to cultivate an Inner Realm martial art to this level, Xiao Pan is nothing short of a genius.'

He thrust out his left fist. Instantly, thunder cracked as several bolts of lightning shot from Chen Dong toward the golden dragon.

This one move from Chen Dong left Xiao Pan stunned.

'He's in the Inner Realm!'

The difference between True Qi and Spiritual Qi was immense and could be seen at a glance.

BOOM! BOOM! Amid a series of explosions, the lightning and the golden dragon collided in mid-air.

Xiao Pan was even more astonished. 'This Inner Realm cultivator is exceptionally unique! He's several times stronger than I was at Inner Realm Peak! How can a thunder technique powered by True Qi compete with my martial art driven by Spiritual Qi?'

'Truly, each generation produces its own talents!'

Xiao Pan praised without reservation, "Junior, you are very good! However, you should not have bullied Feiyu!"

As he spoke, his figure floated up and hovered in mid-air. He let out a low shout, "Dragon Fist!" Dozens of golden dragon phantoms burst forth from the wind of his punch.

A bluish-purple glow enveloped Chen Dong's body. Punching up from a lower realm, he charged toward the dragon phantoms. He channeled his thunder technique through the Dragon and Phoenix Treasure Manual, and a massive Thunder Dragon materialized, instantly swallowing the dozens of golden dragons.

When it came to dragon techniques, Chen Dong, who had mastered the complete Dragon and Phoenix Treasure Manual, was naturally more adept.

Its momentum unbroken, the Thunder Dragon lunged forward to bite Xiao Pan.

Xiao Pan hadn't expected his Dragon Fist, which he had honed for many years, to be broken so easily. He once again marveled internally at the strength of Chen Dong's Inner Realm cultivation.

'However, the Inner Realm is still just the Inner Realm. Compared to the Profound Pill Realm, there is an enormous gulf.'

Spiritual Qi gathered around Xiao Pan. He drew a greatsword from his belt and, with a sweeping slash, cleaved the Thunder Dragon in two, right between its teeth.

The sword was over eight inches wide and more than six feet long. Holding the greatsword in mid-air, Xiao Pan looked immensely imposing. Apparently, his belt was a storage item, much like a storage pouch.

Chen Dong had never found a suitable weapon, so he could only condense a Thunder Spear. The White Catkin in his ring was a flying sword, not suited for combat.

Below, Meng Xuejing watched the extraordinary battle, trembling in astonishment. She asked Li Zhixuan anxiously, "Senior, who do you think will win?"

Li Zhixuan chuckled. "Don't be fooled because that guy seems to have a slight upper hand right now. When it comes to the final outcome, of course Chen Dong will win. That kid has plenty of dirty tricks up his sleeve!"

Luo Chengwu said naively, "But I can sense that Chen Dong is only in the Inner Realm. The other guy is a genuine Profound Pill expert, and the Sect Leader of the Xuanwu Sect at that! I bet Chen Dong is going to get thrashed!"

Luo Hua smacked Luo Chengwu on the head and roared, "You idiot! Whose side are you on?!"

Luo Chengwu clutched his head, saying aggrievedly, "I'm just telling the truth!"

The members of the Cai Family shared his sentiment.

Li Zhixuan smiled meaningfully. "Just watch. Chen Dong can't be judged by common sense!" The scene of Chen Dong's Sword Slash felling Feng You, the Daoist of the Qixia Sect, was still deeply seared into his mind.