Unfortunately, your purchase ratio is not high enough. You can fatten up your baby until the end of the world before coming back to see you. It's just getting light.

Qingyun was awakened by a throbbing sensation in his body. Nie Chenyuan's furry head was moving around on his neck, and his hot breath was blowing against his ear.

"Baby? You're awake?"

He closed his eyes and hummed softly. After being with Nie Chenyuan, this man's passion for certain sports had become outrageous. Day after day, even Qingyun's strong body was starting to feel the strain.

He yawned, reached for his phone on the bedside table, and checked the time.

It's just past five o'clock.

He squeezed his eyes shut tightly; he had only slept for less than two hours! Qingyun finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked Nie Chenyuan off the bed.

With a thud, Nie Chenyuan pulled the blanket up and sat on the floor, looking completely bewildered: "What's wrong, darling?"

"Get out." Qingyun looked at the deep and shallow marks on her body, smiled through gritted teeth, "From today until the end of the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, get back to your own room!"

As she spoke, she swung a cushion and smashed it into Nie Chenyuan's most sensitive area. Nie Chenyuan groaned as he was hit; the cushion was indeed soft, but Qingyun's strength was no joke.

He ignored everything else, got up, grabbed the bedsheet, and asked, "Honey, you're not joking, are you? There's still over a week until the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, you want me to..."

With a bang, the door slammed shut in front of Nie Chenyuan.

That night, the entire Nie residence heard their young master's wailing: "Qingyun! Darling, baby, let's talk this over again..."

Nie Chenyuan had been eagerly anticipating the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, and it finally arrived.

In a luxurious private room, the heads of several powerful families were present, exchanging pleasantries on the surface, but secretly plotting their next move. These old men usually looked down on each other, but now their minds were all on the same thing.

The "useless" heir of the Nie family with blocked meridians actually participated in the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament? Is he out of his mind? And Nie Songping, that overprotective old man, just lets him court death.

The group was all filled with anxiety. The Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, ostensibly a competition and exchange among young martial artists, was in reality a means to divide the power spheres of influence among the major families. Including Lin Yuhao from the previous tournament, the Ancient Martial Arts Association had won the championship five times in a row.

Since Nie Chenyuan's meridians broke down ten years ago, the Nie family has shifted its focus to areas outside the ancient martial arts world. Although they allow their disciples to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament every year, it is clearly just a formality.

What are the plans for this year?

The group gritted their teeth as they looked at the only empty seat. Nie Songping must have anticipated their feelings, as he hadn't arrived yet.

As if on cue, Nie Songping walked in. Although he was leaning on a cane and his health was declining year by year, he appeared this time with a noticeably more spirited demeanor.

"Brother Nie, you're late this time!" Zhang Jingguo, the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, greeted Nie Songping with a smile. Nie Chenyuan's participation in the competition was indeed beyond his expectations, but he was still very confident in Lin Yuhao's strength at the ninth level of the Acquired Realm.

Nie Songping ignored him. Once he was settled in his seat, he raised his eyelids and said without any politeness, "According to seniority, you should call me Grandpa."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingguo's face immediately stiffened.

The old men around were secretly pleased. What Old Man Nie said was absolutely right. Zhang Jingguo relied on his position as the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association to address them as equals, but he didn't realize that his own seniority was only about the same as their son's.

However, the Ancient Martial Arts Association has been gaining momentum in recent years, and with the emergence of a promising talent like Lin Yuhao, the group didn't dare to openly confront them.

Nie Songping sipped his tea slowly. Although he had previously said he wasn't afraid of Zhang Jingguo, he still had to give him some face. But today he was going to openly confront Lin Yuhao, so why should he hold back? He should confront him however he wanted.

"Old Nie, how's your grandson's meridians? Why is he still participating in the competition this time?" Someone, being straightforward, couldn't help but ask.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings," Nie Songping said, shaking his head as if he no longer wanted to care about Nie Chenyuan.

These old foxes knew perfectly well that Nie Songping usually doted on his only grandson, Nie Chenyuan, but now his nonchalant attitude was clearly telling them that Nie Chenyuan's meridians had been healed.

Zhang Jingguo frowned slightly, secretly still planning to have Lin Yuhao help Nie Chenyuan repair his meridians once Lin's cultivation level improved, thus currying favor with the Nie family. Based on his understanding of Nie Songping, if he could heal Nie Chenyuan's meridians, Nie Songping might even hand over the entire Nie family to him.

"That's impossible! I've examined your grandson's meridians. Unless a martial artist at the peak of the Acquired Realm controls his internal energy to gradually refine them every day, it's impossible to open them up." The man paused, a hint of disbelief appearing in his eyes as he looked at Nie Songping. "Could it be Elder He..."

When Mr. He was mentioned, a hint of malice flashed in Zhang Jingguo's eyes.

Old Master He is one of the few people in the world who has achieved the Acquired Perfection, and he is also the youngest and most likely to step into the Innate Realm among these Acquired Perfection individuals.

According to the original course of the world, Elder He recognized Lin Yuhao's talent and became his close friend despite their age difference. He imparted all his lifelong insights into martial arts to Lin Yuhao, and with the addition of the innate energy in Nie Chenyuan's meridians, Lin Yuhao was able to break through to the innate realm in one fell swoop.

Now, Lin Yuhao has caught the attention of Elder He, and Zhang Jingguo also knows that Elder He will come to watch the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament specifically for Lin Yuhao.

Hearing them all tense up at the mention of "Elder He," Nie Songping curled his lip in disdain. Elder He, though a Perfected Acquired Realm cultivator, was well over a hundred years old, while the Nie family had a Perfected Acquired Realm cultivator in his early twenties. In Nie Songping's view, the first person in the world to step into the Innate Realm was none other than Qingyun!

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