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

"Alright, alright! I already know what happened to you."

Lemon's voice was cold and devoid of emotion, interrupting Carden's wailing.

"Then what are we waiting for!" Kaden scrambled to his feet, roaring with bloodshot eyes.

"Uncle! Quickly summon your seventh-realm 'battle pet'! Raze this place to the ground! Kill everyone here!"

"And those female warriors! Don't let a single one escape! Capture them all and make them your sex slaves for life!"

"And that one..."

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap echoed throughout the room.

Lemon slapped the other person across the face:

"Quiet down!"

"Who do you think you are, daring to order me around?"

"Do they really think Chinese martial artists are pushovers? Even a seventh-realm expert isn't invincible here!"

"Moreover, His Holiness the Pope sent us here to foster good relations with the Chinese martial arts community, not to declare war!"

Lemon's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

He stepped forward, looking down at his nephew with intense gaze.

"If you ruin His Holiness the Pope's grand plan, can you bear the responsibility?!"

Leimen was extremely agitated.

The most important purpose of my trip to China was to meet that legendary SS-level prodigy, but he was nowhere to be found.

He was already furious enough that he couldn't see the person in question.

When he got back, he still had to clean up the mess left by his good-for-nothing, incompetent nephew.

Kaden covered his face, his eyes filled with grievance and resentment.

"Uncle Lemon, I... I've been bullied so badly, aren't you going to help me get revenge?"

With a sob in his voice, he said cautiously, "If word gets out, what will people think of our exorcism cult? This is not only a personal disgrace, but also a disgrace to the entire cult! We cannot allow our cult to lose face!"

Upon hearing the words "the majesty of the church," Lyman's expression softened slightly.

He certainly couldn't just sit idly by.

"I didn't say I wouldn't help you," Leimen scoffed.

"I heard that the freshman competition at Chengwu University is next week. I'll give you a fourth-level 'battle pet' then."

His eyes turned sinister.

"This time, you must make up for the loss of face in front of everyone, tenfold, a hundredfold!"

It concerns the face of the church; he cannot truly remain indifferent.

Matters between juniors should be resolved by the juniors themselves; this is an unwritten consensus in the martial arts world of various countries.

As long as the elders don't intervene, the Chinese side can't say anything.

A fourth-realm "battle pet" going against a group of Chinese martial arts students who are generally still in the second or third realm is simply a dimensional reduction attack.

Beings at the fourth realm or above have begun to condense the laws of heaven and earth within their bodies. Even a trace of these laws is enough to absolutely crush martial artists of lower realms.

If he can still lose, then even a pig is better than him!

"Really...really? Uncle Lemon!"

Carden's eyes instantly regained their sparkle, and the pain on his face seemed to vanish.

"I knew you were the best to me!"

He rubbed his hands excitedly, but then frowned: "But... Uncle, that's an internal competition for Chengwu University. How can I, an outsider, get a chance to play?"

"Are you stupid?!"

Leimen looked at him like he was an idiot.

"All you have to do is initiate a 'challenge' with their new students under the guise of 'friendly exchange,' and they can't possibly refuse, can they?"

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Lemon's mouth.

"Unless they're truly willing to admit they're cowards!"

Carden understood instantly.

Isn't this just like coming to challenge someone's establishment?

If they dare not accept the challenge, it means they are afraid of the Exorcism Sect! It means they admit that Chinese martial artists are inferior to them!

This method not only allows us to openly and legitimately retaliate against that bastard named Yang Xian, but also to severely slap the face of the entire Chengwu University and even the entire Chinese martial arts community!

Killing two birds with one stone!

In Kaden's mind, the scene of Yang Xian kneeling at his feet, begging for mercy like a dog, had already begun to appear.

At that time, those female students who looked at him with disdain today will definitely try their best to please him, crying and begging to get into his bed!

"Take good care of your injuries. Come see me tomorrow, and I'll take you to choose a 'battle pet'." Leimen said, then turned and left the room.

"Yes, Uncle!"

Carden responded respectfully.

As soon as the door closed, the respect on his face vanished.

He turned around, looked at his two blonde companions huddled in the corner, trembling with fear, and beckoned them with his finger.

"Come here, all of you, come here!"

"Kaden...sir..." The two women trembled as they cautiously moved over.

"Slap!" "Slap!"

Carden slapped him from both sides, one on each side.

"Who told you to stand up? Kneel down!"

The two women dared not resist in the slightest and immediately knelt on the ground.

Looking into their terrified eyes, Carden felt a great satisfaction in his brutality.

He suddenly reached out and tore open the top of one of the women's clothes.

"Now that I'm in a good mood, I'll treat you all to a good meal!"

------

Sunday, South Gate of Chengwu University.

"Yang Xian! Over here! Over here!"

Xia Ming stood under a sycamore tree, waving his hand vigorously.

She is completely different today than she used to be.

Her beautiful light flaxen hair was carefully braided into several playful little braids, and her face was covered with just the right amount of light makeup, which made the beauty mark under her eye even more charming.

She wore a beige dress that revealed her delicate collarbones and rounded, fair shoulders; her skin seemed to glow in the sunlight.

She also had a small bag slung over her shoulder.

She spent two whole hours getting ready for today's "date".

Aside from training and working, her wardrobe is almost entirely filled with sportswear. This is the first time she has ever taken such a serious matter to meet a boy.

"Sorry, I'm not late, am I?" Yang Xian walked over quickly.

"No, no! I just arrived too!" Xia Ming quickly waved his hand.

Actually, she had been waiting here for almost half an hour.

So that I could show him my most perfect self the moment he appeared.

Yang Xian smiled when he saw her somewhat nervous expression.

"That's good."

He took out his phone and glanced at it.

"I already took a taxi before coming, and judging by the time, I should be arriving soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a brand-new white car slowly pulled up to a stop on the roadside not far away.

"That's the one, let's go over there." Yang Xian pointed to the car.

Xia Ming nodded and followed Yang Xian over.

The next moment, the car window in front slowly rolled down...

A white-haired girl with pigtails was sitting inside.

This is Xu Huanhuan, who has regained her true appearance.

She looked at Yang Xian, who had a somewhat dazed expression outside the car, and revealed two small tiger teeth.

"Hello, could you please tell me the last four digits of my phone number?"