After my barrage of words, the palm that had been forming in mid-air suddenly dissipated, and it didn't speak again, but a faint but powerful pressure filled the air...

I looked at Tuoba San, who was frowning as he looked towards the market. It was clear that the oppressive aura was directed at him…

"It seems the senior of the demonic path is determined to take shamelessness to the extreme..."

Tuoba San stared coldly in the direction of the market, unfazed by the other party's imposing manner...

I scanned the room and thought to myself, "My chance to shine has come..."

I gestured for Shi Miaomiao to get up first, then stood up and ran towards the market...

He ran while pretending to be angry and roaring.

"You shameless scoundrels, bullying the weak and plotting against us in secret! As Tuoba San's father, I challenge you today! So what if you're the Martial Emperor? What's so great about that? Come at me!"

Everyone was completely baffled by me, not understanding what had happened, and they all looked at me like I was an idiot…

Tuoba San's eyes filled with tears. This was his father, the first family member to stand up for him when he was bullied...

Shi Miaomiao was quite helpless, thinking to herself that this acting was unparalleled; she tricked people so well that they were moved to tears...

"Father, come back quickly! Even if they bully the weak, I can still beat my equals so badly they can't even lift their heads..."

mad…

This was the first reaction of all the demonic cultivators upon hearing these words; it was also the first time they had felt that some people were so arrogant that they wanted to punch them…

“Son, don’t worry about me. Since they’re bullying you, as your father, I have to shoulder the pressure for you. I can’t let them think you have no elders. Today, I have to talk to them and reason with them…”

The demonic cultivators were somewhat bewildered upon hearing this, thinking, "Is this a joke? Trying to reason with a group of great demons? Are they brainless?"

"Father, but you're just an ordinary person. They'll kill you!"

"Kill me? Hmph! My son is Tuoba San, who dares to kill me?"

At first glance, the conversation between the two seemed normal, but upon closer inspection, something felt off…

Without giving anyone time to react, I continued shouting into the market.

"You have the nerve to bully my son? Don't you have the nerve to stand up to me face to face? A bunch of useless trash, that's all the courage you have, daring to bully my son? If I were you, I'd just find a rope and hang myself..."

Hearing my unbearable insults, the Martial Emperor finally couldn't take it anymore and unleashed a burst of demonic energy that swept me away...

"Let go of my father..."

Tuoba San was in a hurry and was about to rush forward to attack, but he was blocked by an unseen force, which immediately made him look anxious...

"Ha ha…"

Upon witnessing this dramatic scene, Murong Xuanxuan couldn't help but burst into laughter. Although it was quite unseemly, it somehow possessed a unique kind of beauty...

"It's bad enough that the son is a good-for-nothing, but the father is also an idiot. An ordinary person without any cultivation dares to challenge a Martial Emperor. His courage is truly commendable..."

The sarcasm in her words was obvious to everyone, which made Tuoba San even angrier, and his gaze towards Murong Xuanxuan turned fierce...

He had always ignored Murong Xuanxuan, but she kept taking advantage of him, saying he was capable and that his father was not…

"Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish..."

Tuoba San angrily charged towards Murong Xuanxuan, causing her to immediately show a look of fear...

But just then, a handsome figure descended from the sky, blocking Murong Xuanxuan's path, and gave Tuoba San a gentle smile...

A demonic cultivator could actually display a gentle smile; anyone who didn't know better would think it was an illusion...

"Brother Tuoba, I've long admired your name..."

Yuan Xiu greeted him very casually, as if he were a friend he hadn't seen in a long time...

Tuoba San stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on Yuan Xiu. He felt a threat emanating from him, a feeling he had never experienced before, even from the sect leader of the Remnant Blood Sect, who was said to possess the combat power of a Martial Emperor.

Having reached his level of strength, his perception of danger was extremely acute. He understood that this seemingly gentle young man before him was definitely not simple…

"I don't know you..."

Tuoba San did not give the other party the respect they deserved; in his eyes, there were only opponents and dead people. Respect was reserved for his father alone…

"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Yuan Xiu, the Holy Son of the Demon Cloud Sect. Your fiancée is the one I brought back to the sect..."

As he spoke, Yuan Xiu, right in front of Tuoba San, very flippantly lifted Murong Xuanxuan's chin, treating her as if she were nothing more than an object that could be discarded at any time...

Murong Xuanxuan didn't say anything, her eyes filled with admiration for Yuan Xiu. It was clear that in her eyes, Yuan Xiu was the true genius, and even though Tuoba San had already possessed the strength of a Martial Emperor, he was nothing more than a good-for-nothing who had gotten lucky...

Despite Yuan Xiu's provocative behavior, Tuoba San remained unperturbed. Murong Xuanxuan could no longer humiliate him; since their engagement had been annulled, they were now strangers. Therefore, no matter what outrageous things Yuan Xiu did to Murong Xuanxuan, it wouldn't affect him...

"Countless holy sons have died by my hand. If you want to die, then go ahead and do it..."

Tuoba San's words were so domineering that Yuan Xiu couldn't help but be taken aback...

"Brother Tuoba is quite humorous, but I am aware of your battle record. You are an opponent I must take seriously. Your father has already been invited as a guest by the senior of the Demon Cliff Sect. If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to the market for a chat. These days are the Heavenly Pride Discussion Conference, and there will be plenty of opportunities for battle. I wonder what you think?"

Hearing that Yuan Xiu had actually invited Tuoba San, all the demonic cultivators were somewhat bewildered, wondering what Yuan Xiu was up to. The scene they had imagined—Yuan Xiu striking and killing Tuoba San—did not occur. Instead, the two chatted amiably...

Tuoba San hesitated. After all, they were enemies, and no one knew what their true intentions were. He could die in battle, but he could not die because of their schemes and plots…

But considering that her father had already been arrested and taken to the market, she knew that if she refused, the other party would definitely make things difficult for her father, so she already knew whether to agree or not…

"Brother Tuoba, don't worry. We are both true prodigies. You have your pride, and I have mine. You've been fighting for so long, you're not at your peak, and your mind is in disarray. You're not suited for fighting. Every victory I win must be won honorably. I can't take advantage of someone in distress..."

Listening to Yuan Xiu's words, Tuoba San felt they made a lot of sense. Both of them were exceptional talents who disdained any schemes or tricks. Thinking of this, Tuoba San nodded and said...

"Alright then, but I'm accepting a challenge..."

"Don't worry, now that I'm here, no one else will challenge me..."

Yuan Xiu's words were filled with powerful confidence...