On the 60th birthday of the system, my son’s engagement was annulled!

"That's it for now."

Five figures, bathed in sunlight, slowly emerged. There were three men and two women. The leader was handsome, eight feet tall, and exuded a refined and easygoing demeanor.

The speaker was the refined-looking man, speaking at a moderate pace, but every word carried an irresistible command.

Lin Xuan and the others looked at the newcomers. Lan Zhantian and Qingfeng were both ready for battle, because the five people who came were all half-immortal level experts.

Upon seeing who it was, the Purple-Clad Sword Emperor was overjoyed. The gloom that had previously enveloped him vanished, and he immediately flew to the side of the five people.

"These people are really audacious, causing trouble in Shenfeng City. They must be severely punished!"

The refined-looking man at the head of the group merely glanced at the Purple-Clad Sword Emperor, who immediately stepped aside, shut his mouth, and lowered his head.

The Purple-Clad Sword Emperor was afraid of the young man in front of him.

Of course, this only means they look young; they could actually be several thousand years old. After all, reaching the Throne Realm basically means a lifespan of several thousand years, let alone reaching the Half-Immortal Realm.

"Purple Robe, you're really getting worse as you get older. What a disappointment you have."

The woman standing next to the refined man crossed her arms, supporting two magnificent figures. She glanced at the purple-robed sword emperor with disdain, her words filled with sarcasm.

The purple-robed sword emperor blushed immediately upon being mocked, his mouth moving for a long time but unable to utter a single word.

"Haha, Ziyi, don't take it to heart. Chunya is just straightforward. Don't worry about it."

The burly man standing on the other side of the refined man laughed a few times, walked to the Purple-Clad Sword Emperor's side, and patted the Purple-Clad Sword Emperor's shoulder.

While seemingly meant to comfort, the words still carried a subtle hint of sarcasm.

The Purple-Clad Sword Emperor, having lived for so long, could certainly tell what was going on. He felt uncomfortable listening to the burly man's words, but he absolutely could not show it now.

Lin Xuan watched the conversation of these people from Shenzhou with amusement, finding it quite entertaining.

"You are from the Eastern Continent, yet you dare to come to our Divine Continent and cause trouble. You really have guts."

The refined-looking man fixed his gaze on Lin Xuan, looking down at him with an air of superiority.

Lin Xuan simply smiled nonchalantly, his smile conveying an indifferent attitude.

"Courage? Heh, I thought you Chinese from Shenzhou would start by shouting arrogance, but I didn't expect you to praise my courage. Well, I really have to thank you."

Lin Xuan's nonsensical words made the five people frown.

They were all surprised that Lin Xuan could still be so arrogant after the five of them appeared; he simply didn't take them seriously.

"You are so brave!"

The burly man, as if he had lost his brainstem, suddenly jumped out, pointed at Lin Xuan and the others, and shouted angrily, looking as if he wanted to devour them alive.

The others also finally found the memories of these five people.

"This man looks so much like the Confucian scholar Sima Changchao!?"

"Sima Changchao! It's actually him! He actually came to our Third Ring Road."

Who is Sima Changchao?

"You're really ignorant. You've heard of the Sima family, one of the six ancient clans, right? Sima Changchao is a member of the Sima family. He's very powerful and is said to be almost at the True Immortal realm. He's just one step away from the True Immortal realm, or rather, half a step away."

"No wonder the Sima family is so arrogant; they certainly have the right to be so."

"..."

The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves, and their discussions reached the ears of Lin Fan and the others.

"Xu Zilin, do you know this Sima Changchao?"

Lin Yetian immediately looked at Xu Zilin and asked.

Lin Fan and the others also focused their attention on Xu Zilin.

Xu Zilin could only manage a wry smile.

"Sima Changchao, more than 95 percent of the people in Shenzhou should know him. He is a member of the Sima family and is known as the number one genius of the Sima family in 30,000 years. His combat power is extremely terrifying. He can fight a True Immortal for a hundred moves while he is at the Half-Immortal realm. He is a true genius of Shenzhou."

The Lin family members and other forces from the Eastern Continent gasped slightly upon hearing this.

It seems they've really met their match this time.

"But why would the Sima family get involved in the affairs of the Third Ring Road?"

Zi Huang then raised another point that everyone was puzzled about.

The Sima family are members of one of the six ancient clans, and the residence of the ancient clans is in the first ring, which is far from the third ring. Why would they come to the third ring to stand up for the Purple-Clad Sword Emperor of the third ring?
Xu Zilin shook his head slightly at this.

Just when everyone thought Xu Zilin was unaware of the matter, Xu Zilin suddenly spoke up again.

"From what I've heard, Sima Changchao is extremely ambitious. He started building his own faction while he was still at the Monarch Realm. I've only heard that at least six of the thirty-six forces within the Third Ring are already under Sima Changchao's control."

"Hi~"

The others couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

That's a truly ruthless tactic; he managed to subdue at least six top-tier forces. He's definitely a ruthless person.

"It seems that this struggle is inevitable."

Lin Yetian frowned as he looked at the confrontation in the sky.

The standoff in the sky continued, and the atmosphere between Lin Xuan and Sima Changchao became increasingly tense. Sima Changchao suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Very good, it seems that you Eastern Continent really want to make your presence felt on our Divine Continent."

Sima Changchao's tone was slightly gloomy, and his words carried a murderous intent that he was unwilling to conceal.

The others clearly understood as well. The hundreds of thousands of people gathered outside Shenfeng City retreated far away, leaving the entire city to Lin Xuan and Sima Changchao.

"court death!"

Suddenly, the burly man next to Sima Changchao went berserk and threw a fierce punch at Lin Xuan. The space where the fist touched became distorted, as if it was about to shatter the space itself.

"boom!"

The fist stopped about ten feet in front of Lin Xuan.

"Hmph, trying to gang up on us? That won't do, we have people too."

Lin Xuan did not make a move; it was Lan Zhantian who did.

Lan Zhantian was originally a warmonger, but he had restrained himself because of what happened in the past. Now, inspired by Lin Xuan, he is once again filled with fighting spirit.

The man with the iron tower looked at Lan Zhantian in disbelief. He had actually caught his punch so easily; this was enough to show that Lan Zhantian's fighting strength was probably considerable. "Bang!" Lan Zhantian retaliated with a powerful punch.

The man with the iron tower took a punch from Lan Zhantian head-on and was sent flying backward.

"Wow, he's really tough. My fist went numb from all the shaking."

Lan Zhantian dramatically shook his hand, but his eyes remained fixed on the man with the iron tower.

The man in the iron tower wiped his mouth with his hand, his eyes instantly filled with murderous intent. He had actually made a fool of himself in public.

"I never expected that two demigods could appear in your tiny place. It's truly astonishing."

Sima Changchao was not angry because the Iron Tower Man was defeated by Lan Zhantian; on the contrary, he was surprised by Lan Zhantian's semi-immortal realm.

"Young Master, have you taken a liking to talent?"

The only elderly-looking man in the group of five walked up to Sima Changchao and spoke in a low voice.

"Hehe, this is a real talent. Such a talent can be of great help to me."

Sima Changchao's face, which had been filled with a murderous aura, suddenly brightened.

"Gentlemen, if you are willing to become my guests, then not only will we forgive and forget this matter, but I can also provide you with a wealth of resources. What do you say?"

Sima Changchao's words made the Purple-Clad Sword Emperor tense up instantly. He hadn't expected that he, as a guest, had been beaten and hadn't even gotten an explanation, yet Sima Changchao was actually trying to recruit his enemy as a guest. This behavior was truly excessive.

"Oh? A guest."

Lin Xuan suddenly appeared beside Lan Zhantian in a flash, looking at Lan Zhantian with some "curiosity".

Seeing that Lin Xuan seemed genuinely engaged with his words, Lan Zhantian continued to explain with a smile:
"That's right, you become a guest of Sima Changchao. If you become my guest, you will receive the protection of Sima Changchao, that is, the entire Sima family, and you will also receive a lot of resources. How about that? This is not a privilege that just anyone can get."

Sima Changchao was very confident, and his head was held high, making him look arrogant.

Being born into the Sima family, one of the six ancient clans, was already something to be proud of. But with Sima Changchao's powerful talent and combat prowess, he had even more reason to be proud.

"So what do these guests need to do?"

Lin Xuan remained calm and composed, asking the question in his usual even tone.

Sima Changchao remained silent. This time, it was the woman standing next to Sima Changchao who spoke to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan then got a good look at the woman. She was wearing a purple robe that fit her body perfectly, outlining her graceful figure in an alluring way. Every move she made, every smile she gave, exuded a captivating charm.

Mu Lingji, the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, appeared pure and virtuous, while this woman seemed more like the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect.

"Hehe, young man, let me introduce myself. My name is Mu Qianxue. I was once a Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect. I also became a guest of Young Master Sima, which greatly improved my strength. If you also choose this path, then your future is truly limitless. It is not impossible for you to become a True Immortal in the future."

Mu Qianxue speaks in a sweet, coquettish voice, befitting her former status as the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect.

When Lin Xuan heard the words "Holy Maiden of the Joyful Union Sect," he was quite surprised, but it was also reasonable. Mu Qianxue's demeanor was indeed too alluring and provocative, unlike other female cultivators who could cultivate to the Half-Immortal Realm.

Mu Lingji fell into deep thought as she looked at Mu Qianxue's self-introduction.

Lin Fan and the others all looked at Mu Lingji.

It's quite a coincidence that a former holy maiden of the Hehuan Sect is here.

"After all that talk, you still haven't said what the guests need to do."

Lan Zhantian picked at his ear and replied impatiently, his tone sounding very annoyed.

Mu Qianxue glanced at Lan Zhantian. Although she disliked his vulgar manner, she patiently continued speaking:
"The guests' task is very simple: to be available whenever the young master needs them and to do their best to complete the tasks assigned by the young master. It's that simple."

Mu Qianxue's words made Lin Xuan burst out laughing.

"Damn it, isn't this just hiring slaves?"

An untimely remark suddenly came out, and almost everyone present could hear it.

Looking towards the source of the sound, the speaker was Lin Chang'an from the Lin family.

The faces of the man in the iron tower and the four semi-immortal experts who followed Sima Changchao instantly darkened.

Because what Lin Chang'an said was indeed true. To put it bluntly, these guests were indeed slaves, but they were only deceiving themselves.

Then they gave the slave a nicer title, calling him a guest.

"What did you say!?"

The towering man was furious again, but this time he was furious at a young man who had not even reached the third realm of the Myriad Manifestations.

Lin Chang'an, unfazed by the towering man's anger, merely pursed his lips, showing no regard whatsoever for the half-immortal.

"Hahaha~" Lin Xuan laughed loudly, then looked at Sima Changchao coldly and said, "Did you hear that? Even I, a junior, know that you people are just recruiting slaves, thugs, and servants. Do you think you don't know that? You're just deceiving yourselves. I really feel sorry for you."

Lin Xuan's words were like sharp thorns piercing the hearts of Mu Qianxue and the others.

After hundreds of years of self-suggestion, they had long considered themselves as guests in Sima Changchao's words, but Lin Chang'an's words about slaves instantly broke down their defenses.

"Little devil! I want you dead!"

The man in the iron tower was furious that he would actually attack a junior.

Qingfeng naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. He immediately attacked the man with the iron tower, and surprisingly, the man with the iron tower was blocked once again.

"Still at the demigod level?!"

The man with the iron tower looked at Qingfeng in disbelief. This small Eastern Continent, which they considered a barbaric land where even birds wouldn't defecate, actually had three half-immortals appear at once, and he had even run into them.

"I can't believe such a thing happened!"

Sima Changchao also looked at Qingfeng with curiosity, and then swept his gaze from Qingfeng to Lin Xuan and Lan Zhantian.

The Purple-Clad Sword Emperor was dumbfounded. He realized he had really made a fool of himself. If the three half-immortals on the other side had attacked together, he might have been killed too.

"Come on, we'll take you on."

Lan Zhantian smiled faintly. Even when facing six half-immortals, Lan Zhantian showed no signs of tension.

"Hmph, you're truly courting death! Do you really think that the half-immortals from your tiny land can compare to those from our Divine Continent? Today, I'll show you that even a powerful dragon has to obediently kneel before me when it comes to my Divine Continent!"

After Sima Changchao made his domineering speech, he and the Purple-Clad Sword Emperor surrounded Lin Xuan and the other two.

This time, they're really serious.

War is imminent!
(End of this chapter)