Immortal Martial Arts Son-in-Law: Having Too Many Wives Isn't My Fault

Help me come up with some attractive titles for the following novel: Before Lu Xiaojia could finish speaking, Chen Hao had already made his move.

He did not retreat or dodge, but instead slammed the water-and-fire club in his hand onto the ground.

At the same time, it took off into the air, like a hawk pouncing on its prey, and swooped straight towards Lu Xiaojia!

This completely surprised Lu Xiaojia.

He had expected this battered and disheveled peasant to tremble in fear upon seeing him.

But to his utter surprise, the other party not only failed to escape, but instead launched an attack on him.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Lu Xiaojia reacted extremely quickly, although she suffered severe internal injuries from the backlash of the talisman.

But after all, he was a direct descendant of the Crimson-Eyebrowed Ghost King, and his cultivation level far surpassed that of ordinary rogue cultivators.

He slipped and slid three feet to the side like a snake.

At the same time, his right hand pointed a sword finger in the air, and a crimson sword light pierced straight into Chen Hao's chest and abdomen.

The sword strike was delivered at a tricky angle and with astonishing speed. Chen Hao was in mid-air and had no way to dodge it.

However, Chen Hao had no intention of avoiding it.

He did something that Lu Xiaojia didn't expect.

Instead of dodging, he straightened his chest and faced the sword light head-on!

"A good opportunity."

Lu Xiaojia was overjoyed. He had suffered a backlash from the talisman and was now almost at his limit.

Seeing that Chen Hao had revealed an opening, he felt that this was the perfect opportunity to pierce through his heart.

"clang!"

A sharp, metallic clang rang out, sparks flying everywhere.

Chen Hao did not die instantly from a sword strike through his chest as expected.

Lu Xiaojia's sword light pierced Chen Hao's heart with precision, but it seemed to have touched something foreign and was blocked by force.

However, the force of this sword strike still caused Chen Hao's blood and qi to surge.

He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, the next moment, Chen Hao gritted his teeth and suppressed the metallic taste. Taking advantage of the force of the opponent's attack, he somersaulted in the air and landed steadily three zhang behind Lu Xiaojia.

"Fool! You think a mere broken mirror can stop my sword? With my next strike, I'll take your dog's life!"

Lu Xiaojia stopped mid-sentence.

He saw Chen Hao smiling.

"What are you laughing at!"

A surge of inexplicable rage welled up in Lu Xiaojia's heart.

He was the personal disciple of the Crimson-Eyebrowed Ghost King, a young master who roamed freely in every corner of the land.

More than thirty of his followers were killed or injured because of this peasant's attempt to shift the blame.

Even his capable assistant, Old Ghost, perished in the mouth of the Earth Dragon.

How dare this ant smile at him now?

"I want you!"

"Pfft."

A dull thud as flesh entered her flesh interrupted Lu Xiaojia's roar.

He lowered his head in disbelief.

He noticed that a long stick had appeared at his feet, jutting out diagonally from the ground.

The stick was scorching hot, with faint flames swirling around its shaft; it was the Water and Fire Stick that Chen Hao had deliberately planted on the ground earlier.

The other end of the stick was pressed firmly against an inconspicuous dent in the ground.

It was a groove weathered into the mountainside. The moment Chen Hao landed, he wedged one end of the large stick into the groove.

When Lu Xiaojia was chasing, she stepped right on the tip of the stick.

The Water and Fire Staff, infused with Chen Hao's Iron Rhinoceros Skill, was already heavier than a thousand pounds.

At this moment, one end was firmly locked by the groove in the mountain wall, while the other end was pressed down by Chen Hao's entire body like a lever!

"Snap!"

Lu Xiaojia had no time to react.

An overwhelming force erupted from the soles of his feet, sweeping over his entire right leg like a landslide or tsunami.

Click!

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

Lu Xiaojia screamed in agony as her right leg was crushed, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the ground.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Chen Hao had been waiting for this moment!

He loosened his grip on the large staff, took out the last Vajra Talisman from his pocket with his left hand, and slapped it against his chest.

The warm golden light shone again, enveloping his entire body.

Immediately afterwards, he changed his right hand from a palm to a claw, his five fingers forming hooks, and fiercely grabbed at Lu Xiaojia's face!

Despite the excruciating pain, Lu Xiaojia, being the biological son of the Crimson-Eyebrowed Ghost King, still managed to react.

A crimson sword light, several times more powerful than before, shot out and pierced straight into Chen Hao's heart!

"die!!"

He used all his strength in that sword strike.

The sword light collided with the breastplate once more, producing a deafening roar.

After enduring two heavy blows, the breastplate finally gave way and cracked into several pieces with a "crack".

But the Vajra Talisman affixed to his chest emitted a final ray of golden light, managing to block the remaining sword energy.

Chen Hao's right claw had already gripped Lu Xiaojia's throat.

"Young Master Lu, die!"

Chen Hao tightened his grip, inserting his knuckles into Lu Xiaojia's throat.

"You...you wouldn't dare kill me...my father...my father is the Red Eyebrows..."

"Because your father is the Crimson-Eyebrowed Demon King, you are destined to die today."

"You...you're so...cunning...so you were already planning this before."

Chen Hao ignored his continued nonsense and immediately exerted force with his five fingers, twisting them sharply.

"Click."

The sound of a throat bone shattering echoed through the valley.

Lu Xiaojia's body twitched twice, then became completely still.

Chen Hao did not let go immediately. Only after confirming that the other person was completely lifeless did he release his grip.

He then dragged Lu Xiaojia's body down the cliff and quickly searched his storage bag and all his magical artifacts.

After he finished doing all this, he looked up and glanced around.

Lu Xiaojia is dead.

Chen Hao did not linger for a moment.

He took off Lu Xiaojia's storage bag, then looted all the talismans and spirit stones from the two guards, stuffing them all into his arms, and dragged the three corpses to the foot of the cliff.

Only after doing all that did he begin to clean up the bloodstains on the ground.

He covered the battle marks and bloodstains on the cliff face with crushed lime and soil.

He even picked up the broken branches and threw them off the cliff.

An hour later, there were no signs of a fight at the bottom of the cliff.

Chen Hao dragged the three corpses to the edge of the cliff and pushed them off.

There are many monsters here.

Within a day, the strong smell of blood will attract ferocious beasts such as tigers and leopards, who will then devour them.

After doing all this, Chen Hao didn't rush to leave.

He leaned against a recess in the cliff face and took out the storage bag he had taken from Lu Xiaojia from his pocket.

The bag was tied with a gold-threaded rope and felt heavy in the hand. The fabric was embroidered with a three-headed, six-armed demon, which was the symbol of the Red-browed Demon King.

Chen Hao did not open it immediately, but first checked the storage bag over and over again.

After confirming that there were no tracking restrictions or malicious curses attached to it, he bit his fingertip, squeezed out a drop of blood, and smeared it on the knot at the top of the bag.

Lu Xiaojia was dead, and most of the divine imprint on the storage bag had already dissipated. As soon as Chen Hao's essence blood was applied, the bag opened silently.

He turned the bag upside down and gave it a gentle shake.

"Splash!"

A pile of things poured out of the bag, gleaming faintly in the moonlight.

The first thing that catches the eye is the spirit stone.