Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 354: Kang's Son-in-law
"How did Uncle Nanben lose so quickly?" Fei Enhua was horrified when he saw this scene. It's not that he couldn't defeat Fei Nanben, but it was impossible for him to be as relaxed as Kang Dabao.

Among the Fei family's true practitioners, Fei Enhua was not the only one who was as surprised as he was.

For a while, discussions such as "Fernando was careless" and "Kang's son-in-law was able to judge the situation and had good luck" were rampant in the venue.

After all, Fernanben's ability is not the worst among everyone. If he is belittled too much, wouldn't it make himself seem worthless?

"On a daily basis, they are protected like fledglings, and they are reluctant to touch them. When they go out, who wouldn't look up to them as they are under the lintel of the Fei family in Yingzhou?
Although Nan Ben has practiced for more than a hundred years, he has not fought more life-and-death battles than the local cultivators in the border states. Seeing that he has seen so few battles and is looking down on others, it is not surprising that he was captured by the young master when he was not careful.

When Fei Nanhu, who was wearing a yellow shirt, thought of this, he retracted the surprise in his eyes. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but sigh.

If it weren't for the fact that his branch had gradually declined in Sheshan Hall, and his brothers had not fought to the death over a low-grade foundation-building pill, there would have been no way he would have left the prosperous capital and gone to Liangxi to join the army and fight with monsters.

But this is a blessing in disguise. If he had not gone through this journey and polished himself into real gold, how much better would he be now than Fernando, who was staggering off the ring in a very embarrassed manner?

"My grandson has brought shame to the Fei family." Before stepping down, Fernando tied his loose hair into a bun, abandoned his previous playboy look, and bowed to the white-haired old woman.

"Well," in the face of Fernanben's earnest apology, the white-haired old woman only responded faintly, and then closed her eyes and ignored him, allowing Fernanben to walk off the stage in a state of grief, facing the sympathetic and indignant gazes of the Fei family monks.

"Fernandez's future at home is uncertain."

The indifferent look of the white-haired old woman made the Fei family monks feel cold in their hearts, and there was a sense of solidarity in their eyes when they looked at Master Kang.

The latter had no worries about this. When the purple-robed old man insisted on dragging him into this small competition, he had never thought of hiding his incompetence in this small competition.

These children from wealthy families are used to seeing their peers working as dogs for them, so even if they lower their posture, they will just think it is natural.

In that case, it would be better to just lay out our plans and have a good fight with the Fei family's young men.

As long as the means are strong enough, it will not be difficult to strip away the arrogance of these Fei family practitioners!

This was to make Fei Shuhe look good in the Fei family and to save a lot of trouble later. It seemed that it would be difficult to move Sheshan Hall out of Yunjiaozhou. From the beginning to the end, the head of Kangda had never thought of drawing a clear line with such a powerful wife's family.

After becoming famous in this battle, getting along with these uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters will probably be much easier.

"My dear." The noble lady of the Fei family used to be very reserved, even on the bed she was so relaxed that she didn't act like a lady from a noble family. But for the first time in her life, Kang Dabao enjoyed the treatment of being treated like a little bird in the forest.

This filled Master Kang's heart with great satisfaction, "It turns out that a man cannot be admired by a woman just because of his skills in bed."

Having won easily, he pretended to be serious in front of Fei Shuhe, pretending to be calm and consoling in a low voice: "Everyone is watching, it's just a small matter, it's nothing serious."

Not to mention how gloomy the Fei family monks were in their mood. After the battle on the Bing stage where Kang Dabao was located ended, the competitions on the other three stages also ended one after another.

So far, the top sixteen have been decided among the thirty-two monks participating in the competition. The old man in purple robe did not give them too much time to heal their wounds. Only a quarter of an hour later, Master Kang got another purple jade bamboo stick.

Kang Dabao's luck in this round was not good. He didn't get much rest and rushed into the game. Fei Enhua, Fei Nanfeng, and Fei Nanhu, the three most prominent children of the Fei family, had good luck and were drawn in the later rounds.

Kang Dabao took a deep breath and stepped onto the B-shaped arena. The referee of this arena was the one-horned handsome man who had arranged the venue earlier, and was also one of the purple-robed old man's close bodyguards.

The attitude of this unnamed Fei family member towards the head of Kangda was much better. After the latter came on stage, he even nodded and saluted, which was considered a greeting, showing his goodwill.

"Please!" The man who faced Kang Dabao in this match was a tall and strong man. If it were Fei Wen, he would be at the initial stage of foundation building.

Unlike Fei Nanben whom Kang Dabao had met before, this Fei Wen was born into the Fei family. Due to the outstanding achievements of his father and grandfather, he was given the surname Fei. Not only was he freed from slavery, but even the food and supplies he needed for his practice were only slightly worse than those of the real children of the Fei family.

Because of this, Fei Wen, who came from a humble background, never cared about his own life. Having experienced many battles, he now looks quite capable, with sharp eyes and a murderous aura.

Behind him are four spiritual weapons: a knife, a hammer, a mace and a spear. They shine coldly and are full of sharpness. They all contain the bloodthirsty murderous aura and are not just for show.

It is said that "being diverse but not refined" is a big taboo for practitioners.

For most of the early cultivators, it is a rare opportunity to be able to use a spiritual weapon skillfully and nurture it thoroughly, but this tall and strong man is obviously completely different from the mediocre people commonly seen in the world.

After he got on stage, he had obviously planned it out long ago. He could not give the head of Kangda any chance to catch his breath, so that he could win! That was why he took the initiative to attack the latter as soon as he met him.

Kang Dabao only heard a few loud shouts, and then four rays of light appeared in front of him one after another.

Seeing the fierce sword energy, sharp hammer energy, fierce mace light and provocative spear tip in the field, although the grades of these four spiritual weapons are not very high, the tall and strong man's control and use of them are indeed impressive.

Yixianpan blocked the four weapons, knife, hammer, mace and spear, one by one with some difficulty. Fei Wen learned the lesson from Feinan himself and did not dare to approach rashly. So Kang Dabao took advantage of the opportunity to shoot out two golden lights, but he easily blocked them with a top-grade defensive talisman that he had kept in his bottom box.

Kang Dabao lost the Mo Yuan flag, and the chess immortal disk was also severely damaged, and none of the 361 Yin-Yang Mysterious Thunders were left. In such a hurry, there was really no spiritual weapon to use.

He was not panicking, but was still thinking in his heart: "This guy was hiding his incompetence just now. When he was dealing with the long-browed cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building in the first round, he was very reluctant."

Fei Wen didn't know that Master Kang had time to think about it at this time. Like a shark that smelled blood, he came with his sword, hammer, mace and spear one after another. The latter didn't react for a while, but just took out the broken Yixian Plate to support him. It seemed that he was suppressed by Fei Wen in a short time.

"This Fei Wen kid is really a hard-working guy!"

"Yes, yes. This kid usually doesn't show off his abilities. I never thought he has such amazing abilities."

"After this, if he can win, he might even be favored by the elders of the clan, and be accepted into the Fei family, included in the clan temple, and rewarded with a generation name."

Fei Wen, who had little presence in normal days, was actually able to suppress the old-fashioned master of Kangda, Fei Nanben, who had easily captured him. This obviously exceeded the expectations of the Fei family's true practitioners below the stage.

There were immediate sounds of satisfaction in the field, with the long-browed monk who had previously been defeated by Fei Wen shouting the loudest.

Fei Enhua's expression looked a little ugly. As one of the only two younger generations of the Fei family's Sheshan Hall who had formed the Bingye Dao foundation in this generation, he had always regarded himself as a leader among the younger generations of the Fei family.

But at this time, Fei Wen was just a son of a humble family, yet he was so popular that Fei Enhua was naturally unhappy.

But as he is the best among the foundation-building cultivators present, his eyesight is not bad and he cannot deceive himself.

"I am not as good as him. Today, Fei Wen should be the winner. Kang Dabao was unlucky and encountered a strong enemy on the way. Otherwise, he might have gone further. But he got what he wanted to be defeated by the children of our Fei family."

Fei Enhua's sigh was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but Fei Nanhu and Fei Nanfeng beside him could still hear it clearly.

After hearing this, the former just shook his head and said, "This nephew has almost nothing good except good talent and good luck. It would be fine if he didn't have good means, but how come even his eyesight is so poor? He is far inferior to my niece Wanqing.

Ahem, Dao Ancestor is blind! How come this Ice Leaf Dao Foundation was born in him?! If my clan brother really places the hope of the next generation of Sheshan Hall on him, I am afraid that he will not get what he wants. "

Fei Nanfeng sneered and looked at Kang Dabao with a more solemn look in his eyes.

Suddenly, Kang Dabao, who had been getting beaten, had golden light in his eyes. The two spiritual weapons, the knife and the hammer, were hit with a loud clanging sound, and he escaped from Fei Wen's consciousness and flew backwards.

The latter was not frightened by this sudden change, but took advantage of the flaws revealed on the chessboard when Master Kang was attacking and took advantage of the opportunity to attack.

"Ding Dong Dong." A mace and a spear were hit hard by two fists as big as bowls. They deviated from their original routes as if they were drunk. As they fell down, the auras on the two murderous objects were also shaken and dispersed rapidly.

"Puff!" Fei Wen, who had suffered the backlash, suddenly realized, "Physical cultivation!!"

But it was too late. The next moment, Fei Wen turned around and was about to leave, causing everyone in the audience to see a very familiar scene.

A big hand grabbed his neck and threw him down on the spot. Before Fei Wen could react, the tips of the five short and thick fingers of the Kangda Sect Leader glowed with black light. With a little force, Fei Wen was so domineering that he lost all his spiritual power and could no longer fight.

Fei Wen's calm expression immediately turned into one of confusion and fear, just like Fernando's expression before.

"Thank you!" Kang Dabao loosened his five fingers, and five darker marks appeared on Fei Wen's already black and red neck.

"Kang Dabao wins!" The one-horned man pronounced the verdict in a clear and concise manner. Fei Wen's face was extremely gloomy, but before leaving the court, he unexpectedly heard Fei Nan's consolation: "You did a good job. If you lose, you lose. When you go back, you just need to think about how to win back."

Fernando's words of satisfaction came from the heart. Compared to Fernanben, who was the direct descendant of the Fei family and had been living a life of luxury since childhood, Fei Wen, who also suffered a clean defeat, obviously had a harder time and his performance on the field could be considered remarkable.

If more efforts are made in training and cultivation in the future, this descendant of a side branch with a humble origin will probably have a bright future in the Fei family.

After hearing Fennan's praise, Fei Wen's face flashed with surprise. The next moment, he saw that the elders in the distance also turned their heads to look at him, and he immediately became energetic again.

It was just because of the atmosphere at the time that he had to continue to look frustrated.

After all, the two battles of the Fei family were over now. Not only was Kang Dabao unharmed, he also used the same method to win. Even the two true cultivators of the Fei family had the same expression, which made the faces of the young cultivators who were still present even uglier.

This son-in-law's performance seemed to be too eye-catching, so eye-catching that it was a bit humiliating.

At this point in the battle, if there are still Fei family cultivators who regard Master Kang as a mediocre person who is trying to climb up the social ladder, then they would be really sorry for the careful education that the Fei family elders have given them.

Fei Nanfeng and Fei Nanhu looked at each other, and the pressure suddenly increased.

If all the Fei family cultivators participating in the Sheshan Hall competition were really suppressed by Kang Dabao, an outsider, they both couldn't imagine how angry the old woman, who had always regarded the reputation of the Fei family as more important than anything else, would be after their defeat.

Once the highlight was over, the next round of competition seemed insignificant. The opponents of Fei Nanfeng and Fei Nanhu were both of average ability, and the two of them easily advanced to the next round without spending much effort.

However, Fei Enhua, who had established his foundation in Ice Leaf, turned out to be an unexpected opponent. In the first round, he was defeated with difficulty by the mid-stage cultivator holding a black jade ring knife who was highly regarded by Sect Leader Kang, and advanced to the next round of competition.

This cultivator was called Feinxing, and he was the grandson of a fake elixir master in Sheshan Hall.

With only one spiritual root, he had decent aptitude and had always been regarded by his elders as the backbone of the younger generation. It was just that he lacked luck when he was building his foundation, so he failed to become an ice leaf.

But even so, he had become a mid-stage cultivator before he was sixty years old. Although the hope of forming a fake pill in the future was slim, it was not completely impossible.

From this we can see that it is not advisable to conclude that the main line of the Fei family are all mediocre and spoiled just because of the outstanding performance of Fei Wen, a member of the Sheshan Hall side branch.

"It's quite exciting. Let's take a break for a quarter of an hour and then continue." The purple-robed old man nodded slightly. This time, Kang Dabao did not return to Fei Shuhe. Instead, he stayed at the edge of the arena, marked out an area, and settled down to regulate his breathing.

"Lu" A quarter of an hour later, Kang Dabao carefully put away another purple jade bamboo stick and stood on the stage.

This time, the white-haired old woman who was the referee showed a trace of undisguised disgust. The head of Kangda turned a deaf ear to this, and was not as nervous as the white-faced monk who was lucky enough to have not encountered any strong enemies along the way.

This time Kang Dabao didn't even use the chess plate, but the golden light was released first, and he took advantage of the enemy's panic and advanced quickly. Having just eaten the dragon blood ringworm, his attainments in the ancient body have been further improved. He only needs to work hard, and it should be a matter of course to advance to the realm of minor success.

By then, he will be able to practice the secret techniques of physical cultivation, and he won't have to rely solely on his strong physique to withstand attacks like he does now.

This white-faced monk, whose name Kang Dabao didn't even know, failed to bring any unexpected surprises to his people.

After two fierce battles, he now didn't even have much spiritual power left. After just a few breaths, his neck fell into the hands of Master Kang again.

"Well, Kang Dabao wins!" After the white-haired old woman said this, she urged Master Kang Da to leave the stage with a cold face.

"This brat!" Fei Nan'an couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. This brat was deliberately embarrassing the Fei family monks present. He used the same method again. Why don't you try another way? !
"Good!" It seemed that in the eyes of the purple-robed old man at this moment, as long as Kang Dabao's victory or defeat was decided, the other competitions would seem somewhat unimportant.

Fei Nanfeng, Fei Nanhu and Fei Enxing all won without any surprise. Except for the youngest Fei Enxing who had to resort to some tricks because of his low level of cultivation and insufficient spiritual power, the first two won fairly easily.

Although the victory was easy, the mood is far from relaxed.

The fourth round of competition also started a quarter of an hour later. Feinxing walked onto the stage with a gloomy face. He looked at the cheerful and cheerful head of the Kangda sect without saying a word.

Fei Nanfeng and Fei Nanhu also did not speak, and it was Fei Nanfeng who finally broke the deadlock. The fifth master of the Fei family seemed to be a bachelor at this time, and said casually: "This round is considered the victory of my brother!"

"Old Five!" Fei Nan'ao, the referee, couldn't hold back after hearing this and let out a low shout as a warning.

"Brother, I know Brother Nanhu's ability. This time, he is not allowed to use items higher than the second level. Why should I help an outsider and waste Brother Nanhu's spiritual power in vain?" Fei Nanfeng only replied lightly, then turned over and walked off the stage.

After he stepped down, he bowed to Fenanhut, who had a complicated expression on his face, as a sign of instructions, and then left without even waiting for the result.

This cool and unrestrained behavior won the attention of many Fei family monks below the stage. They gradually reached a consensus: "Although Nanfeng is a bit overbearing in his daily life, he still knows the big picture."

"Fenan Hu wins!" Feinan said in a bad mood, and the one-horned young man on the other end also said loudly: "Kang Dabao wins!"

"Did Enxing lose so quickly?" Fenanwu was surprised, but after seeing the scene on the arena, he was even more surprised.

The one-horned young man was holding something in his hand, and was shouting a warning to Finn, who was already grabbed by the neck by the head of Kangda:

"The elders of the clan said that in this small competition, no items higher than the second level can be used. But you actually knowingly broke the law and used the talisman without permission. Do you know your crime?!"

"Of course I know I was wrong!" Fei Nan'an shouted urgently, and walked over quickly. He slapped the fat hand of the Kangda Sect Leader down in annoyance, and then helped Fei Enxing up. He bowed to the purple-robed old man and said, "I was blinded by greed, please forgive me, elder."

The purple-robed old man didn't take it seriously. He just waved his hand and said, "It's okay. A strong desire to win is a good thing. If he is really as old as us, then it's meaningless. But violating the rules of the competition is not acceptable. Demote him from this competition and let him reflect on himself for half a year. Then let's just leave it at that."

"Thank you, Elder!" Fei Nanyang quickly pulled Fein to bow. The head of Kangda Sect was obviously not very satisfied with this treatment, but there was nothing he could do, so he just muttered to himself for a while.

This Fei Enxing is a son of a noble family. He can't stand losing and will use his magic to hit people. In the eyes of Kang Dabao, who came from a poor family, this behavior is somewhat a waste of money.

"Young Master has won four games in a row, Miss!" Ping'er's lively temper came at an inappropriate time. As soon as she said this, Fei Shuhe felt that the gazes of the people around him were a little sharp.

"This time, my son-in-law has lost his composure." Nanny Sun sighed in an inaudible voice. In her opinion, even if you want to win, you should be friendly. How can you be like Kang Dabao, who wants to grab the opponent's neck no matter how strong or weak he is?

"The final battle, between Fenan Hut and Kang Dabao!" Fenan Hut shouted, summoning the two men with different thoughts to the stage.

"Boom" This time, Fei Nanhuo didn't even bother to say the first half of a sentence to Sect Leader Kang. The top-grade spiritual weapon, the Fire Seal, began to spin rapidly. Shadows of fire dragons circled into the sky, covering half of the sky in front of Kang Dabao's eyes, and also scorched the spiritual energy around him, making it hot and restless.

The Blazing Flame and Burning River Technique combined with the Fire Lord Seal is a perfect match!
It was not until this moment that the Fei family monks nearby saw how terrifying Fei Nan Hu was when he tried his best.

Fei Nanfeng, however, had foresight. This time he would surely defeat the rebellious man on the stage and let him know that there are always people better than him and that he should not underestimate the talented people in the world.

Unlike the previous ease and comfort, the wailing sounds caused by the vicious dragon shadows rushing onto the chessboard made Master Kang put it away carefully.

This is a very rare top-grade defensive spiritual weapon, and there are not many of them even in the provincial government's treasury. He wanted to restore it to its original state, so how could he bear to destroy it in an unexpected and life-or-death competition?

After receiving the Yixian Plate, Master Kang's eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, which shattered the two leading dragon shadows into sparks.

The smell of gunpowder was just beginning to rise in the field when Kang Dabao was seen stroking the spirit beast bag at his waist. A silly-looking little beast emerged, with a layer of spirit patterns on its carapace, and it narrowly took on the two fire dragon phantoms that followed.

"A second-order old alligator turtle?!" When Fenan Hut was in Liangxi, he was familiar with most of the monsters in the David Dynasty, so it was not difficult for him to recognize Xiao Qi.

"What an insight!" Kang Dabao praised again. During the time when Xiaoqi was away from Guanshan Cave, he successfully broke through to become a second-level spirit beast.

Don't think that it is only a lower-grade second-level beast now, but the spiritual spring that helps it advance may have something to do with Zhenren Xinyuan's fourth-level Star-patterned Jade Spirit Turtle. The nourishing effect on spiritual beasts like it that belong to the "Zangliu" is simply incalculable.

Therefore, leaving aside other abilities, now Master Kang just needs to use it as a living shield, and its effectiveness is no less than the Yixian Plate when he first obtained it.

The fire dragons in the sky were making a mighty noise, but it was just thunder without rain. They could not break Xiaoqi's tortoise shell spiritual pattern, nor could they stop the invasion of Kang Dabao's golden eyes.

Feinanhu thought for a while and realized that he needed to change. He changed his hand gestures and the phantoms of the fire dragons were sucked into the golden button of the dragon head on top of the Fire Seal.

After this, the strong fire in the Fire Lord Seal seemed to be unable to be suppressed anymore, and as Fei Nanhuo stretched out his finger and lightly tapped, this small seal, which was only the size of a palm, was filled with fire elements and smashed towards Kang Dabao and Xiaoqi.

"Hiss!" Xiao Qi's beautiful and thick tortoise shell was branded with a burnt mark by the fierce spiritual weapon, and he cried out in pain.
"Buzz buzz buzz" Kang Dabao's face changed, and he raised his sleeves, and the swarm of lion insects that he had raised for some time jumped out from his wide sleeves.

The lion worms that had taken the spiritual spring did not undergo any pleasing changes as Master Kang had expected. But as more and more Star Frost Soil was taken, the number of lion worms began to increase wildly again.

However, some lion insects that have developed noble sentiments have no interest in having children, but have made some breakthroughs in their spiritual practice.

Now, Kang Dabao's group of insect clouds has nearly a hundred lion insects that have advanced to second-level low-grade spirit insects. At this time, it is just right to ask Fei Nanhu to help Master Kang to test the quality of this new insect cloud.

Unexpectedly, these little guys with silver armor on their backs gave a warning to Fenan Hut, who was not paying any attention, as soon as they appeared.

"Can it resist spiritual fire?!" A hint of surprise appeared on Feinanhu's face. These lion insects actually feasted on this top-grade spiritual weapon despite the blazing flames burning on the Fire Lord Seal!

But just this moment of distraction allowed Master Kang to find the flaw.

"Hiss..." Feinanhut's military experience many years ago made him extremely vigilant. He was not pierced into a sieve by the four golden lights that came one after another. While he was still in shock, he also knew that the most urgent thing was to recall the Fire Seal first.

"Heh," Fenan Hut rubbed the tiny gap on the Fire Lord Seal with some heartache, and hot sweat broke out on his forehead.

It was true that his spiritual weapon was powerful, but it had a drawback, which was that it consumed a lot of spiritual energy. After using all his strength for just a short while, Fei Nanhu's spiritual energy had already been reduced a lot.

I thought I had seen through his ability and that I could take a gamble and dominate the battle, but this idea was dashed.

Fei Nanhu was in a bad condition, and seemed to have deflated. On the other hand, Kang Dabao was still full of energy.

"Isn't this guy tired at all?" After saying this, Fenanhu found himself quite amused and sighed. After all, how much of Kang Dabao's spiritual power could those four fellow tribesmen consume?

Without the shadow of the fire dragon blocking their way, Master Kang and Xiao Qi drove towards Fei Nan Hu quickly.

With the golden light and the large cloud of insects paving the way, the way was smooth and unobstructed. The opponent was coming with great momentum and was difficult to resist, but Fei Nanhu knew that he had too much on his shoulders today, and even his spiritual power was running low, but he did not have the slightest thought of admitting defeat.

But, if we can’t win this battle, we can’t win!
A quarter of an hour later, relying on the abundant spiritual power brought by the Changxi Jue and the "Qingyangsong Sutra", Master Kang, who had no spiritual weapons, controlled Xiaoqi and the lion insect group to help him, and gained the upper hand in the fierce battle with Feinanhu.

This battle was far from easy. Fei Nanhu's tactics were sophisticated, and there were opportunities for a comeback. However, Kang Dabao, a down-to-earth and pragmatic man, was very cautious, which made all of Fei Nanhu's plans come to nothing. Fei Nanhu had no choice but to fight Kang Dabao hard.

"Boom," as Fenan Hut had fainted after fighting to the last moment, the white-haired old woman felt a pain on her face, and for a moment, she didn't know how to speak.

"Kang Da Baosheng." These four words sounded a little too familiar to the ears of the Fei family practitioners today, but the last word was too harsh.

Are you angry?
There are some.

Are you convinced?
A little.

Is it hard to accept?
After all, Kang Dabao is the legitimate son-in-law of the Fei family, so it doesn't seem that difficult to accept.

In the past, they all thought little of the Fei family's son-in-law, but after being beaten, they felt that his fat face looked much more pleasing to the eye.

No matter what, the Fei family cultivators had to admit with mixed feelings that the Fei family's Sheshan Hall's small competition actually let an outsider win the championship! !

Not to mention that the old woman was not happy, Fei Nan'ao, as the temporary head of Sheshan Hall, also had a dull look on his face.

Not everyone in the arena was happy, but Ping'er remembered the lesson just now. She carefully leaned close to Fei Shuhe's ear, who was already full of love, and then dared to whisper happily: "Miss, Miss, our son-in-law won!"

It seemed that only the purple-robed old man had no mood swings from beginning to end. He stood up with a smile and said loudly: "Okay, the winner of this Fei Family Sheshan Hall Competition is Kang Dabao!"

Then he took the lead in doing the activities that every Xiaobi must do, and sang loudly: "Congratulations to Kang Dabao!"

The hall immediately became lively. No matter what the Fei family monks were thinking, they dared not disobey their own elders, so the hundreds of monks in the hall could only sing along and shout: "Congratulations to Kang Dabao!"

"Haha," the purple-robed old man laughed again. In his current situation, it was just a small competition between the branches, which could only be regarded as a minor fight, let alone the so-called "injury to his face".

On the contrary, it was much more worthwhile to use this small competition to make the Sheshan Hall cultivators extinguish their arrogance and serve as a warning. Even though the reward set by the patriarch for the champion of this small competition was not bad, it was still nothing.

The endless stream of outstanding young men are the most precious treasures in the eyes of wealthy families like the Fei family of Yingzhou.

"Kang Dabao, come forward and receive your reward!" The old man in purple robe took out a box that was gleaming with precious light.

Kang Dabao took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and stepped forward. On the way, he glanced at Fei Shuhe, then strode forward with his head held high and sang loudly:
"The Lord of Yunjiao Prefecture has ordered that the Pingrong Order, who is also in charge of Jin County affairs, the head of Chongming Sect, and the husband of Fei Shuhe, the legitimate daughter of Sheshan Hall - Kang Dabao, thank you for the generous gift!"

Everyone in the room was silent. The old woman with white hair could no longer hold back her excitement, and the diamond stone beneath her feet cracked.

Fenanxiang chuckled and sighed, then looked at his niece, who seemed to be melting.

The purple-robed old man took in everyone's expressions, but he just smiled and said, "I remember you, my son-in-law, Kang Dabao."

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