Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Yang Xian doesn't believe a single word Xu Huanhuan says now.

Who knows what kind of wicked scheme this troublemaker is plotting?

Yang Xian could almost picture what was about to happen.

If I nod, she will immediately jump up from me and burst into laughter.

Then, looking at himself with an expression as if he were an idiot, he loudly announced:

"Yang Xian! You've been tricked again! You're so easy to fool!"

She might even have recorded that absurd scene and sent it to Jiang Mengyun and the others.

Let everyone see that Yang Xian is a scumbag who can't resist temptation.

Even if it were true, Yang Xian wouldn't care at all.

A woman created through illusion is ultimately fake.

What Yang Xian wanted was a living, breathing person, a partner who could resonate with his soul, not a doll whose skin could be switched at will.

That kind of life is not a blessing of having multiple wives, but rather self-deception.

"Now that you're done joking, let me go."

Yang Xian remained calm, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"Oh dear, you've already surrendered?" Xu Huanhuan laughed even more heartily.

Those small feet in white stockings stopped swaying, and she exuded a smug air.

She drew small circles on Yang Xian's chest.

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

"Surrender your weapons?" Yang Xian was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, yes!" Xu Huanhuan nodded matter-of-factly. "This is a room where you can't leave without being a little frisky!"

She looked directly into Yang Xian's eyes, her red pigtails falling on either side of her face:

"Agree to it, handsome Yang."

"If you're worried they'll cause you trouble, there's absolutely no need for that."

"Our Xu family is the most powerful family in South Sea City!"

"They have far more say than the Jiang family, who are on the verge of collapse!"

The South China Sea City has two Martial Saints at the Eighth Realm.

One of them was the old patriarch of the Jiang family, a powerful figure who once dominated the region, but is now a dying man on the verge of death.

As a result, the Jiang family's position in Nanhai City became less secure than before.

The other one was the old master of the Xu family.

A martial arts master at the height of his power!

He can be considered the strongest person in the entire South Sea City right now!

As long as Yang Xian agrees and chooses Xu Huanhuan, not only will Jiang Mengyun be unable to do anything about him, but even if the Jiang family is angry, they will absolutely not dare to easily fall out with the Xu family.

As for the other women, needless to say.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I decline."

Yang Xian's answer was crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Xu Huanhuan's smile froze for a moment, and she frowned slightly, puzzled. "Why? Don't you boys all like to be emperors, with three thousand concubines in your harem?"

"With me, you won't need to spend time getting to know other women, nor will you need to rack your brains to provide emotional value to several women, and you won't need to expend energy dealing with the relationships between those women."

"You can do whatever you want. Isn't this kind of life good?"

"It sounds great," Yang Xian admitted. "But I have a strong sense of responsibility and can't bear to see girls hurt. Since I've gotten involved, I have to take full responsibility; that's the most basic bottom line."

"Besides..." He looked directly into Xu Huanhuan's eyes and said, word by word, "A relationship requires mutual sincerity. Aren't you afraid that if I can abandon them for you today, I might abandon you for another woman tomorrow?"

Xu Huanhuan's words were indeed very tempting, and for any man, they would be the ultimate dream that he could not refuse.

But Yang Xian wasn't buying it.

Yang Xian's words made a lot of sense, but they didn't seem to matter to Xu Huanhuan.

The girl seemed to be doing all this simply to fulfill her family's mission.

It would be best if Yang Xian agreed, but it wouldn't really matter if he didn't.

"Oh my, Yang Xian, you're such a good man!"

Xu Huanhuan suddenly grabbed Yang Xian's chin, examining him closely, her tone carrying a hint of playful admiration:

"No wonder they all like you so much!"

"However, from now on, you're mine!"

"Let me think... Who should we start with today? Hmm... How about we start with Jiang Mengyun?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the light and shadow around her shifted again, and in the blink of an eye, she transformed into the appearance of Jiang Mengyun.

Jiang Mengyun looked down at Yang Xian, and with her slender fingers, began to unbutton Yang Xian's shirt one button at a time.

"Let me go!" Yang Xian's patience finally reached its limit. "You imposter! Doing this kind of thing while impersonating someone else, don't you feel ashamed...?"

"Shut up!"

A sharp shout rang out without warning, interrupting Yang Xian's words.

Xu Huanhuan, or rather, Xu Huanhuan disguised as Jiang Mengyun, suddenly shouted.

Those beautiful eyes were bloodshot, as if they had been stimulated by something.

She grabbed Yang Xian by the collar and shouted hysterically at him:

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

"I'm not an imposter! I'm the real deal!"

"I really am Xu Huanhuan!"

Yang Xian was stunned when he saw her suddenly lose control of her emotions.

What's going on?

Why did this guy suddenly react so strongly?

Is the word "counterfeit" some kind of taboo word?

Or is this some new trick she's playing, deliberately putting on a show for me?

"Xu Huanhuan!"

Yang Xian said coldly, "If you've made enough trouble, then let me leave obediently! Otherwise, I won't be so polite!"

Xu Huanhuan gasped for breath, her chest heaving, her expression shifting constantly.

It took her a while to calm down, as if the person who had just lost control of her emotions was not her at all.

"Yang Xian, there's no need to scare people."

"The rope binding you is a treasure that can even bind a fifth-realm martial artist, and it can completely seal off the surrounding space."

"Even with immense skill, you, a mere third-realm martial artist, have no way to break free!"

"So, you'd better just give in to me tonight!"

Xu Huanhuan talked to herself and quickly took off Yang Xian's clothes.

After taking off your clothes, what's next to take off? I don't think I need to say more, right?

"Really?" Yang Xian looked at her, his face showing no sign of panic, but rather a strange smile.

"I did give you a chance!"

"If I catch you, you'll get a spanking!"