As dawn broke, Su Xueqing patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder, only to be met with his reluctant voice as he lay in bed.

"Get up quickly, you can't be late for the martial arts competition."

Opening his eyes, Xiao Feng looked impatient.

Feeling that his spiritual energy had been restored, he had no desire to fight.

If he hadn't been given the teleportation jade talisman, Xiao Feng would never have dared to lay a hand on these people.

"Squeak..."

The door opened quietly, and Su Mu stared at Xiao Feng inside with a livid expression.

Unexpectedly, the two were able to sleep peacefully in the same room.

Seeing Su Mu standing at the door, Su Xueqing's expression was extremely calm: "I will naturally choose my own husband, and you have no right to tell me what to do."

In the distance, Su Mu quickened his pace and took a few steps forward: "Don't forget what you promised yesterday. If someone can defeat him, I hope you won't regret it."

Despite their distinguished status, they insisted on seeking out people from the lower realms, which was somewhat disrespectful.

Looking at Su Mu's face, Xiao Feng knew perfectly well that Su Mu looked down on people from the lower realms from the bottom of his heart.

"Since you and Xueqing are acquainted, I'm kindly reminding you that if you're no match for them, you should come down from up there yourself, or your life will be in danger."

That's absolutely true; those people have long considered him their only enemy, and they want to kill him as soon as possible.

Beside her, Su Xueqing's face turned extremely ugly as she watched Su Mu constantly threatening Xiao Feng: "On the eve of the martial arts competition, I hope you won't seek him out. Psychological pressure won't work on him."

If someone could hide in the Palace of Bliss for so long, it would be hard for Su Xueqing herself to believe that she had no skills at all.

Inside the Palace of Bliss, powerful figures abound.

He was a pawn in the game for so long, yet no one noticed anything amiss.

Su Mu looked at Xiao Feng meaningfully, took a few steps back, and led the other members of the Ming Cult away from the courtyard.

"Bang..."

The courtyard gate was closed, and his face immediately turned extremely cold: "You split up and find those people who are fighting, and tell them not to hold back and to kill that kid."

The prestigious Ming Cult would never allow Su Xueqing to marry someone from the lower realms.

The disciples exchanged glances and then used their lightness skills to fly outside.

After they left, Su Xueqing returned to Xiao Feng's side, her tone extremely casual: "Don't pay attention to their words, just defeat them decisively."

Xiao Feng nodded slightly and was about to go out when he saw a number of lecherous men coming to the door.

These unidentified individuals walked in through the door, their faces full of mockery: "Isn't this that good-for-nothing who came up from the lower realm? Who do we have here?"

Su Xueqing glanced at them, her brows furrowing slightly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

It wasn't that she liked people from the lower realm, but rather that she could gain immense benefits from Xiao Feng.

Under dual cultivation, the spiritual power within the body can increase exponentially.

This was something no one else could give her, which made Su Xueqing's love for Xiao Feng grow stronger day by day, to the point that she couldn't live without him.

Looking up at the sky, the men took out their weapons and said, "I advise you not to go to the arena, otherwise, with your strength..."

"I think this kid is arrogant and ignorant. Why don't we cripple one of his legs so he can't go to the arena?"

When Xiao Feng saw them talking about dealing with him to his face, he turned to look at Su Xueqing and found that her face was so gloomy that it was almost frightening.

However, the spiritual energy within Su Xueqing's body did not roar, seemingly unwilling to concern herself with what was happening here.

He turned to look at him and said, "They must have been sent by my father to test your strength. Kill them without showing them any mercy."

I clenched my teeth, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Looking into Su Xueqing's eyes, Xiao Feng understood that he had no way out. He glanced at the group and said, "Whether I go to the dueling arena or not is not a decision you can make."

He was not just trying to save face; he was extremely confident in his abilities.

"Let him taste our power; those in the lower realms will forever only be fit to be our servants."

He flashed in front of Xiao Feng, and the spiritual power in his hand erupted like a volcano.

"Bang..."

After the clash, the group of people actually took several steps back, looking somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, the person who came from the lower realm possessed such terrifying strength that he could fight them to a draw.

Beside him, Su Xueqing opened her cherry-like mouth wide, equally shocked by his attack.

She had personally witnessed Xiao Feng unleash that water-like curtain of energy; it was one of his signature techniques.

Now, he hasn't even used that martial art, so his strength is probably being quietly hidden.

As they closed in, Su Xueqing quietly appeared in front of Xiao Feng, and the Heavenly Demon Art was fiercely activated within her body.

The black aura burst forth from their bodies, slamming into them and sending them flying. They lay on the ground, unable to move an inch.

"Su Xueqing, you..."

"call out..."

A beautiful figure transformed into a beam of light and landed in front of them, her hand lightly resting on their necks, rendering them unable to move an inch.

"Speak, who sent you?"

Noticing the sharp pain in their necks, these people dared not utter a sound.

Su Xueqing and Xiao Feng have subtle differences; if she is not careful, she could kill him immediately.

The spiritual energy within his body gradually receded, and he took a deep breath: "I...we can't say, otherwise we'll die at that person's hands in an instant."

Seeing their terrified expressions, Su Xueqing sneered, "Judging from your expressions, you're probably not afraid of death."

"Click..."

One of them had his neck snapped and turned to the others beside him: "Tell me, who sent you?"

Under the threat of death, who would dare to talk nonsense?

Taking a deep breath, the man trembled as he looked towards the door: "Sect Leader Su... Su sent us."

"My father?"

Su Xueqing's face looked extremely ugly, never expecting her father to do such an unreasonable thing to her.

Beside him, Xiao Feng approached Su Xueqing and said, "He must have been worried that my defeat would tarnish the reputation of your Ming Cult, so he specially ordered someone to keep me here."

Unexpectedly, his strength was far beyond what those people from the lower realms could compare to.

The three people he sent were easily and forcefully knocked away by his extremely ordinary spiritual power, without even having to use their special techniques.

Seeing that Xiao Feng wasn't angry, Su Xueqing came to his side and said, "Come on, let's show them your true strength."

Having faced so many life-or-death situations, a raging fire was already burning in his heart.

Since it's a martial arts contest to choose a husband, the tension can be released on the high platform without worrying about the safety of those people.

Su Xueqing placed her hand on Xiao Feng's wrist, and the two acted very intimately as they slowly approached the dueling platform.

Before the people even arrived, the noise reached their ears from afar.