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Du Yuan paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over the Xia family cultivators in the hall, whose faces had turned deathly pale.

"Those from the Heavenly Sword Sect who were waiting to watch the show are now waiting to get a piece of the pie."

"Who will come to save you? Nobody cares whether you live or die!"

Xia Zhensheng's hands trembled even more violently.

If the Flowing Cloud Sect really collapses, what will the Xia family use to fight back?

This old man was only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, yet standing in front of him, he felt even breathing was difficult.

A few seconds later, Xia Zhensheng suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Du Yuan.

"Elder Du, our Xia family is willing to submit to Wanzhen Pavilion!"

"This...this marriage, I accept."

Xia Hanyan looked at her father in disbelief, her eyes instantly reddening.

"Father!"

Xia Qiming stepped forward at this moment and smiled.

"Cousin, a wise person knows when to yield."

"You think Wanzhen Pavilion insisted on coming? Let me tell you the truth, I invited them!"

Xia Hanyan turned her head sharply, staring intently at him.

Xia Qiming straightened his collar, his face full of smugness.

"For the young master to take a liking to your alluring body, and for you to use yourself to gain the support of Wanzhen Pavilion, is a great thing for the Xia family!"

Xia Hanyan was so angry that she trembled all over.

"How can you... how can you do this to the Flowing Cloud Sect?!"

"Do you think you deserve it?"

Xia Qiming scoffed, "They can't even take care of themselves. What's the point of being worthy of them?"

Du Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

"The kid knows when to back down."

After he finished speaking, the smile on his old face vanished instantly.

"Now that the marriage is arranged, let's talk about the dowry."

"Permanent ownership of the 30% Soul-Gathering Grass Spirit Field."

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhensheng nearly lost his balance.

Soul-Gathering Grass is the lifeblood of the Xia family.

Thirty percent of the spirit fields are practically half the life of the Xia family.

"Elder Du, isn't this... a bit too much?"

Xia Zhensheng's voice trembled; his heart ached so much it felt like it was bleeding.

Du Yuan rolled his eyes, and the pressure from the Nascent Soul intensified once again.

The wooden pillars throughout the hall creaked under the weight of the load.

"What, you think it's too much?"

"If we lose even a fraction, the Xia family will be wiped out of this Scarlet Cloud City tomorrow."

Xia Qiming quickly leaned close to Xia Zhensheng's ear and whispered his advice.

"Father, you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."

"What do a few wretched weeds matter if we can latch onto Wanzhen Pavilion's coattails?"

Xia Zhensheng closed his eyes, his face full of dejection.

"...I agree."

Du Yuan then revealed a satisfied smile and strode towards Xia Hanyan.

"Alright, since everything's settled, I'll take the person with me."

He raised his withered hand to grab Xia Hanyan's wrist.

Xia Hanyan closed her eyes in despair and leaned back, only to bump into the back of the chair.

Just as that hand was about to touch her.

In the very center of the hall, a ripple suddenly appeared in the space.

Du Yuan's hand froze in mid-air, his pupils contracting sharply.

"Who goes there!"

A figure stepped out from the ripples.

Chu Feng stood with his hands behind his back, with Hongxiu beside him carrying account books.

Spatial teleportation.

This is something only some high-level Nascent Soul cultivators can do, but only over short distances.

Everyone present didn't dare to breathe, and they were all horrified.

Xia Hanyan opened her eyes and looked at the familiar figure in front of her. The despair in her eyes was instantly overwhelmed by joy.

"Owner!"

Her voice was choked with sobs, and I almost collapsed in front of her.

Chu Feng didn't turn around, but simply patted her shoulder.

"Alright, I didn't ask you to come and warm my bed, so why are you crying?"

He made a joke, but his gaze swept over Du Yuan.

The old man's aura was indeed that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, he's only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Chu Feng turned around and faced Du Yuan directly.

Du Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he forced himself to calm down.

Who is this kid? How could someone so young have the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator?

In all his years of life, he had never heard of such a monster.

"Hey kid, who are you?"

Du Yuan suppressed his surprise and asked.

"Liuyun Sect, Chu Feng."

Chu Feng briefly announced his name, his eyes full of amusement.

"Your Wanzhen Pavilion has quite the nerve."

"How dare you harm a family protected by our Flowing Cloud Sect on my territory."

Hongxiu leaned close to Chu Feng's ear and whispered.

"Young master, Wanzhen Pavilion and Jubao Tower are mortal enemies, and they love to do this kind of bullying business."

She glanced at the old man at the door and pursed her lips.

"The fact that he managed to get to the Xia family today means he's up to no good, so don't spoil him."

Chu Feng knew what was going on, so he casually patted Hongxiu's head.

"Don't worry, I'm an expert at this kind of bullying and market manipulation."

He took a step forward, then with a quick tug, pulled Xia Hanyan behind him.

Xia Hanyan stumbled and fell onto his back.

Chu Feng, with his hands behind his back, looked at Du Yuan with a smile.

"Old man, since you're already here, I'll just be frank with you."

"Xia Hanyan has long recognized me as her master, and is now my personal maid."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

"Your Wanzhen Pavilion came to our door to snatch someone, and you snatched my girl."

"Did they ask for my opinion, as the master?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhensheng, who was in the main seat, stood up abruptly.

"evil creature!"

His hand, which was pointing at Xia Hanyan, trembled uncontrollably, and his beard stood on end in anger.

"You, the legitimate daughter of the Xia family, are going to work as someone else's maid?"

"Have you no shame? What have you done to the Xia family's reputation?"

"If you dare go with this kid today, I'll remove you from the family register!"

Xia Hanyan peeked out from behind Chu Feng.

Normally, if her father yelled like that, her legs would have gone weak.

But now...

"Dismiss them as they please."

She wiped her eyes and said coldly, "Following my master was my own choice, and I accept this path."

"My future achievements will definitely be a hundred times better than being trapped and dying in this courtyard!"

Xia Zhensheng's face flushed red and then turned pale as he was being pushed.

Xia Hanyan, however, had no intention of letting it go so easily. Her eyes darted around, and she suddenly smiled.

"Father, I would like to ask you a question."

"Elder Du just said that the Flowing Cloud Sect is going to collapse. Is that true?"

Xia Zhensheng was taken aback, and subconsciously nodded.

"Then you should think about it carefully."

Xia Hanyan laughed and said, "If a sect is really in dire straits, it won't even be able to take care of itself."

"They can still spare the resources to send a Nascent Soul expert all the way from afar to rescue our Xia family? Is that even possible?"