After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

Zhou Xiaofan helped the barely breathing Zhenshan King down the arena, and they quickly disappeared into the entrance of Black Rock Valley, leaving behind a deathly silent crowd.

Lin Ping's imposing imperial aura slowly subsided, and he returned to his calm and casual demeanor. At this moment, no one in the entire audience dared to underestimate him in the slightest.

The Jiangcheng martial arts elders and leaders of various forces who had just been coldly observing and mocking Lin Ping exchanged glances and rushed onto the arena. Their faces were plastered with extremely fawning and respectful smiles as they surrounded Lin Ping, bowing and scraping, their tone full of flattery.

"Mr. Lin possesses extraordinary strength, having swept aside the Mountain King; he is undoubtedly the number one martial artist in Jiangcheng!"

"The King of Zhenshan is unworthy of his position and has an evil heart. He is completely unfit to lead the martial arts of Jiangcheng. You, sir, are the one who deserves everyone's support!"

"We earnestly request that you, sir, take charge of Jiangcheng martial arts, assume the position of the Mountain Guardian King, and lead us to restore the glory of Jiangcheng martial arts. We will all obey your command without any disloyalty!"

All the martial arts practitioners bowed their backs, their heads bowed low, their tone earnest and fervent, surrounding Lin Ping tightly and refusing to back down.

In their eyes, Lin Ping's strength far surpassed that of a half-step Grandmaster, and was unfathomable. By clinging to this powerful figure, they could rise step by step in the Jiangcheng martial arts world and enjoy all the power and resources.

The spectators who had been watching from the sidelines also joined in, with cheers and compliments rising and falling, completely forgetting how they had previously despised and mocked Lin Ping, revealing their obsequious and servile attitudes.

Lin Ping stood in the center of the arena, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

What is the title of Jiangcheng Martial Arts Champion, or the title of Zhenshan King? To this ancient emperor, they are nothing but worthless ant power, and he finds them tedious to even glance at.

Faced with the crowd's eager flattery, Lin Ping remained indifferent, his tone cold and aloof, devoid of any emotion: "I have no interest. Jiangcheng's martial arts affairs are none of my concern."

With a simple sentence, he directly rejected everyone's suggestions.

But the group still wouldn't give up, remaining in place and relentlessly pursuing Lin Ping.

"Sir, you absolutely cannot refuse! You are a genius of unparalleled talent; only you can uphold the martial arts tradition of Jiangcheng!"

"If you are willing to take the position, sir, we are willing to offer up all our martial arts resources and submit them to your command!"

"Please agree, sir! This position is absolutely yours!"

The crowd chattered and pressed on relentlessly, showing no intention of leaving. They only wanted to cling to Lin Ping and bind him to the interests of Jiangcheng martial arts, making the scene increasingly noisy.

The once quiet arena was now completely surrounded by this group of sycophants, who made a great commotion, which thoroughly angered Lin Ping.

Lin Ping's face suddenly darkened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. An invisible yet extremely cold pressure burst forth from his body, sweeping across the entire arena!

This oppressive aura, though lacking the earth-shattering power of the previous ones, carried a bone-chilling coldness that struck directly at everyone's soul.

"roll."

The word fell, the voice was cold and sharp, carrying an unquestionable imperial rage.

The martial arts elders and leaders of various forces surrounding them trembled violently, as if they were being locked onto by a ferocious beast. Their legs shook uncontrollably, their faces turned deathly pale, and they froze on the spot, not daring to even breathe.

The flattery and fawning from before vanished instantly. Everyone turned pale, cold sweat poured down their foreheads, and they all took several steps back, heads bowed, trembling all over. They dared not utter a sound, much less say another word of flattery or entanglement.

His eyes were filled with extreme fear, his heart was filled with lingering dread, and he wished he could escape from this place immediately.

With just one word, he intimidated the entire audience, and no one dared to disobey Lin Ping in the slightest. He delivered a resounding slap to the face of this group of martial arts practitioners who were extremely snobbish and opportunistic.

Lin Ping coldly swept his gaze over the crowd, not even glancing at these ants again. He walked straight down from the arena, through the stunned crowd, and directly to Shen Aoxue.

At this moment, Shen Aoxue's eyes were still full of affection and tenderness. Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was completely at ease, and her gaze towards Lin Ping was full of tenderness.

Lin Ping's expression softened, all his cold anger vanished, and he reached out and grabbed Shen Aoxue's warm and soft hand, his palm holding her firmly in his.

Shen Aoxue's cheeks flushed instantly, her heart raced, and she obediently let him hold her hand, lowering her head and looking down, revealing the demeanor of a young girl, her heart filled with peace.

"Let's go."

Lin Ping spoke in a deep voice, took her hand, and started to leave Black Rock Valley.

They had only taken two steps when a slender, short-haired girl dressed in blue men's clothing quickly stepped forward and blocked their path.

She was the only girl in the room who had believed in Lin Ping and publicly supported him. She thought no one knew she was a girl, but little did she know that Lin Ping had already seen through her.

Lin Ping stopped and looked up at her.

The girl looked up at Lin Ping, her eyes bright and clear, filled with undisguised admiration and a smile. She took out a black bank card and handed it to Lin Ping, her voice clear and melodious. Even though she deliberately lowered her voice, it still contained the unique gentleness of a woman.

"Mr. Lin, you haven't forgotten our previous agreement, have you?"

"I've staked everything on you, and this card contains what you deserve."

She acts decisively and efficiently, without any hesitation, and keeps her promise to Lin Ping.

Looking at the bright, intelligent, and trustworthy girl before him, Lin Ping smiled faintly, a rare occurrence, and said casually, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

He didn't take the card; instead, he turned around and casually slipped the bank card into Shen Aoxue's hand, his eyes gentle and filled with a doting smile.

"I'm entrusting this to you for safekeeping. From now on, you'll be in charge of all these kinds of trivial matters."

Shen Aoxue's cheeks flushed even redder. Clutching the bank card, she obediently nodded without the slightest refusal.

Lin Ping looked down at the girl in front of him and said jokingly, his tone gentle: "Actually, you can just leave. Even if you leave quietly, I won't take the initiative to look for you."

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyebrows curved into a smile, and she chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with mischievousness, showing no sign of taking it to heart.

She didn't linger, but simply took a step back, raised her hand, and waved gently at Lin Ping, her posture carefree.

"We will meet again someday, Mr. Lin."

After saying that, she turned and walked away from Blackrock Valley with a graceful gait, her back view decisive, leaving behind endless longing.

Lin Ping looked in the direction she left, his eyes darkening slightly, and he already understood.

This woman's background is anything but simple; she is no ordinary woman from the streets. This encounter is merely the beginning of a predestined romance.

Meanwhile, Shen Aoxue, her cheeks slightly flushed and nestled close to Lin Ping, also had a half of a jade pendant, matching the pattern on Zhou Xiaofan's neck, subtly visible around her neck.

Of the seven destined fiancées, two have now appeared.

Lin Ping withdrew his gaze, tightened his grip slightly, and led Shen Aoxue away from Black Rock Valley.

After this battle, Lin Ping's name resounded throughout the martial arts world of Jiangcheng. He crushed the former Zhenshan King and became an unparalleled powerhouse that no one in Jiangcheng dared to provoke. All forces bowed down to him, and all the past mockery was slapped in the face, giving him an exhilarating feeling.

But no one knew that this ring battle was just the beginning of Lin Ping's return to the city.

Although the King of Zhenshan was deposed, the martial arts forces hidden behind him, the top families in Jiangcheng, and even the powerful martial arts enemies from other places who coveted Jiangcheng's territory all had their eyes on Lin Ping, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The murderous intent in the shadows had already quietly surged.

Meanwhile, his remaining, destined fiancées, who were separated from him, gradually surfaced amidst the power struggles of various factions, waiting to meet him.