Fairy, please step aside, I've taken a liking to your man.

The emergence of sword cultivators aroused dissatisfaction among other cultivators, such as saber cultivators and spear cultivators. In addition, sword cultivators all thought they were second to none, and no one dared to claim the title of number one. As a result, the streets of the capital were filled with various battles between sword cultivators and between sword cultivators and saber cultivators every day.

Finally, the Night Fiend Hall stepped in and erected a colossal challenge platform in the southern suburbs of the capital, demanding that all disputes be brought to the platform, or else they would be arrested one by one. This finally brought the various disputes to a slight halt.

Shen Bai was assigned to patrol near the challenge arena. Every day, he would sit in the teahouse next to the challenge arena, watching the duels of various amazing sword techniques while leisurely accompanying Shen Wenwen to eat the most famous preserved fruit delicacies in the capital.

Shen Wenwen has now entered the second level of Qi Refining, but her cultivation speed has slowed down slightly, and she needs to spend more time broadening her horizons.

Her talent was so extraordinary that she was accepted as a true disciple by both Yu Bingzhenjun, the head of the Body Cultivation Department, and Ding Jizhenjun, the head of the Sword Cultivation Department. She was also allowed by Vice Dean Lu Shifang to visit him at any time to consult on her cultivation questions.

Even Shen Bai was a little jealous of this honor.

The little girl was happily munching on dried fruit, watching the sandstorm swirling up on the challenge platform, and exclaimed in amazement, "How did he manage to condense so much sand into a sword shape and then scatter it back into sand?"

Shen Bai stared intently at the sand and explained, "This man has great perseverance. He has refined every grain of sand with his mind. It may seem easy, but it would take at least 30 years of hard work to refine a million grains of sand. I am not as good as him."

Moreover, this is not ordinary sand, but rather dark sand taken from the Nine Netherworlds, from the banks of the Weak Water.

When Shen Wenwen heard Shen Bai admit his inferiority, she clicked her tongue in amazement: "Shen Bai, you actually admit you're not as good as others? That's amazing."

Shen Bai smiled faintly: "What's the big deal? People should know their own limitations. I don't have the willpower to do such a thing. Even if it were his current opponent, I wouldn't be as good as him."

Shen Wenwen looked at the opponent of the Sand Grain Sword Cultivator and clicked her tongue in admiration: "You're not as rich as him, are you?"

"Ten thousand catties of gold seems like a lot, but it's not considered very wealthy on Earth, is it? Gold isn't worth much in the cultivation world," An Li said in surprise.

Shen Bai shook his head and said, "He didn't use gold, but gold essence refined from gold. One hundred catties of gold are used to refine one catty of gold essence. Therefore, his gold essence sword uses tens of millions of catties of gold."

"Tens of millions of kilograms of gold?"

Shen Wenwen was stunned.

Gold on Earth is worthless, but collecting tens of millions of kilograms of gold is something that no ordinary person can afford.

"Did he extract a mountain of gold?"

"Indeed, he did melt down an entire mountain of gold."

A voice rang in everyone's ears. Shen Bai turned around and saw a man with a large scar on his face looking at An Li and Shen Wenwen with eager eyes.

"May I ask your names, fairies? I am Leng Yan, the young master of Burial Sword Manor."

Shen Bai looked at the other person with a strange expression. He had almost misheard it as "Young Master Leng of the Funeral Love Family".

Unfortunately, you're missing that fluffy, punk-style haircut.

An Li didn't even bother to look at him, but Shen Wenwen said with a look of disdain, "Are we that close?"

Leng Yan walked towards Shen Bai's table, her eyes filled with infatuation: "Won't you get to know each other better if you chat a bit more?"

Fourteen-year-old Shen Wenwen was already a beauty in the making, with a pair of large, expressive, and beautiful eyes. Even in the world of cultivation, where beauties abound, her appearance was considered outstanding.

"So greasy!"

Shen Wenwen shivered, turned to look at the challenges outside, and ignored the so-called young master.

"Never seen the world before?"

Shen Bai's expression turned cold when he saw that the other person still wanted to talk to Shen Wenwen.

"Hmph, what makes you think you have the right to possess two such beautiful fairies?"

Leng Yan turned her gaze to Shen Bai, her voice filled with arrogance: "Just a lowly Night Fiend from the Night Fiend Hall."

[Ding! A love rival has been detected with a jealousy level of 60. When the rival's jealousy level reaches 80, you can extract one of their abilities.]

[Ding! Jealousy from Leng Yan +20, current level 80!]

……

[Ding! Leng Yan's jealousy level has reached 80 twice. You can extract two of her abilities.]

Please select 2 of your rival's abilities from the following list.

[Ability 1: Nine Spirit Sword Heart]

[Ability Two: Nine Spirit Sword Bone]

[Ability 3: Nine Spirit Sword Body]

Upon seeing the other party's abilities, Shen Bai's expression turned serious. He hadn't expected that this seemingly unremarkable young master Leng would actually be a sword prodigy. Not only did he possess a sword body, but he also had a sword heart and sword bones. These two, like the sword body, were innate talents. It could be said that this young master Leng was born a sword cultivator and was destined to go further on the path of sword cultivation.

Shen Bai chose the Nine Spirits Sword Heart and Nine Spirits Sword Bone without hesitation, two abilities he had never obtained before.

Having not gotten such a good deal in a long time, Shen Bai reached out with both hands and pulled An Li and Shen Wenwen into his arms.

"There's nothing I can do, I'm just that lucky!"

Shen Bai deliberately didn't explain that Shen Wenwen was his sister, which immediately ignited her anger: "I challenge you."

An Li was embraced in public, her pretty face slightly flushed, but she didn't say anything.

Shen Wenwen was confused by the hug. The little girl's face was flushed, and she looked pitiful. But she had already guessed that Shen Bai was deliberately trying to annoy this greasy man.

"Who are you, and who are I? You dare challenge me? Are you even qualified?"

Shen Bai casually tossed a sign onto the table in front of him, and Leng Yan's eyes narrowed immediately.

That was the jade badge identifying a fifth-rank official.

[Ding! Jealousy from Leng Yan +10, current level 90!]

……

[Ding! Leng Yan's jealousy level has reached 90 twice. You can extract two of her abilities.]

Please select 2 of your rival's abilities from the following list.

[Ability 1: Nine Spirit Sword Body]

[Ability 2: Burial Sword Technique (Seventh-Tier Sword Technique, Beginner Level)]

[Ability 3: Sword Escape (Mastery)]

……

Seeing the abilities offered by the other party, Shen Bai felt a little embarrassed. It was as if they had brought out all the most treasured secrets of the Burial Sword Manor.

After choosing ability one and ability two, Shen Bai lowered his head and kissed An Li. An Li was so embarrassed that she tried to dodge everywhere, but this playboy behavior made Leng Yan's blood boil.

"If you're a man, come with me to the ring. I want to see just how capable you are, a mere fifth-rank official."

Shen Bai chuckled and beckoned, and Huang Feng, who was drinking from an enormous gourd at another table, stood up: "If you want to challenge Lord Shen, why not play with me first?"

Seeing Huang Feng's strength, Leng Yan smiled arrogantly: "You're just a mere early Foundation Establishment cultivator, while I'm at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. I'm afraid you'll just be throwing your life away if you go up there!"

Huang Feng said earnestly, "Don't be afraid, I won't let you pay for my life even if I die."

Leng Yan's scarred face twitched: "Fine, fine, you've got a death wish. After you die, let your family go after this bastard boss!"

Leng Yan snorted angrily, passed through the window, and landed on the challenge platform.

"Huang Feng, go easy on him."

Shen Bai suddenly reminded him, and Huang Feng patted his large wine gourd, grinning as he said, "Just you wait and see, junior!"

Since they were both superiors and subordinates, as well as classmates, Shen Bai got along very well with Huang Ying, Huang Feng, and others.

It was inappropriate for Shen Bai to make a move against such a spoiled brat. Huang Feng, who was bored out of his mind, stepped onto the challenge platform.

At this moment, Huang Ying, who had been facing away from the outside, turned her head and looked at Shen Bai with resentment: "Lord Shen, this is the only son of my Huang family."

Shen Bai laughed and said, "Although this person has sword bones, his steps are unsteady and his spiritual power is not condensed. With Huang Feng's strength, I estimate that he can easily crush him in a hundred breaths."

Huang Ying glanced at An Li and Shen Wenwen: "You certainly know how to enjoy yourself."

Shen Wenwen immediately said loudly, "Sister Huang Ying, don't misunderstand. Shen Bai was definitely just trying to provoke that guy."

Huang Ying looked at her with affection: "I know that even if your brother doesn't say anything, I will still scold him."

Shen Wenwen is now the apple of everyone's eye in the hundred-person brigade; they all cherish her dearly. This young master of the Burial Sword Manor was so rude; Huang Ying almost stood up and kicked him away just now.

As they were talking, Huang Feng flew in through the window with a grin: "That's not satisfying at all. A mere showpiece, all looks and no substance."

Shen Bai laughed heartily and took out a bottle of wine from his storage ring: "I got this imperial wine from the Sixth Princess a few days ago."

Huang Feng's eyes lit up immediately: "Hahaha, I've drunk so much wine, but I've never tasted imperial wine before! Following you was definitely the right choice."

Knowing the wine was precious, Huang Ying quickly stood up to thank her impolite younger brother, but Shen Bai used his magic to press her back into her chair: "Why be so polite with me? I don't drink, it's a waste to leave it here. Besides, Huang Feng just stood up for An Li and Wenwen."

Huang Feng also said with a grin, "Sister, you don't need to be so polite with Shen Bai. From now on, we're all his people. Doing more work is better than saying more nice words."

Huang Ying then sat back down in her chair with peace of mind. Her younger brother was a wine cultivator, and both brewing and tasting wine could improve his cultivation.

Given his status and cultivation level, it would take him at least another thirty years of hard work to obtain the imperial wine. Shen Bai's kindness cannot be simply expressed with a thank you.

After a few laughs and jokes, everyone forgot all about the so-called young master of the Burial Sword Manor.

The cold-faced young master, covered in soot from the fire, stood below the teahouse, filled with grief and indignation. He never imagined that he would be defeated by a mere Night Fiend, especially one whose cultivation was inferior to his own. This made it impossible for him to suppress his anger.

"Sword Slave!"

He gazed at Shen Bai's dashing figure in the teahouse and coldly called out to his guards, "Notify the Sword Maiden to come tomorrow. I want to make sure this bastard dies a horrible death."

An old man dressed in black appeared out of nowhere and then left in response to a call.

……

The next day, Shen Bai came to the teahouse again. He had just ordered a pot of spiritual tea and sat down when he heard a message that surprised him.

"The young master of Burial Sword Manor was nailed to the steps of the arena by his own flying sword."