Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Chuan'er, as the saying goes, you can't judge a book by its cover."

Zhao Mingde remained standing with his hands behind his back, glancing at the richly dressed young man beside him. "Although this man is a lowly rogue cultivator, he was able to beat my father's colleague, the son of Minister Li of the Ministry of Justice, half to death. He must have some ability. Do not underestimate him."

"Since Father doesn't believe me, then I will personally confront this Lu Feng!"

Faced with Zhao Mingde's reminder, Zhao Baichuan frowned slightly and immediately volunteered again.

After all, he not only comes from the prestigious Zhao family in the capital, making him a true scion of a prominent family, but his cultivation level has also reached the first level of the Spirit Soul Realm, making him a rare cultivation genius that only appears once every few decades!

In addition, Zhao Baichuan's background is also extraordinary. His biological father, Zhao Mingde, is not only an important official in the court, serving as the prime minister of Dongyun Kingdom, but also enjoys the high regard and trust of the current emperor, Ren Tianxing.

Therefore, seeing Zhao Mingde praising Lu Feng, an unknown rogue cultivator, so highly, Zhao Baichuan was naturally very unhappy, and his competitive spirit soared.

"Young Master, you must be very careful!"

"That country bumpkin named Lu Feng seems pretty amazing...!"

"Yes, yes, even the son of Minister Li of the Ministry of Justice couldn't withstand a single casual punch from him..."

Seeing that Zhao Baichuan was also going to participate in the martial arts contest to find a husband, the servants around him couldn't help but remind him, and everyone's faces were full of tension.

After all, the other party is the son of Zhao Mingde, the prime minister of Dongyun Kingdom. If anything goes wrong during the martial arts competition, these servants will be in deep trouble!

"Ugh, so noisy!"

Ignoring the warnings from the crowd, Zhao Baichuan snorted coldly and leaped to the opposite side of the plaza. He looked at Lu Feng with a fierce fighting spirit, saying, "Kid, I'll be your opponent from now on!"

"As for Princess Luochuan, she is the apple of the Emperor's eye, and is not someone a mere country bumpkin like you could possibly lay a finger on...!"

Zhao Baichuan crossed his arms, his expression arrogant, and his eyes made no attempt to hide his contempt for Lu Feng, clearly believing that the latter's participation in this martial arts contest to find a husband was like a toad trying to eat a swan.

"First level of the Spirit Soul Realm?"

Lu Feng also sized up Zhao Baichuan, who seemed to have ill intentions, but raised an eyebrow without showing any panic.

Because, although the opponent was not weak, he was not a threat to him in the slightest. Even compared with the young man in brocade robes before, he was at most a stronger ant.

After all, even Cheng Xuyuan, who was once as strong as the fourth level of the Spirit Soul Realm, was killed by Lu Feng, let alone Zhao Baichuan, who was only at the first level of the Spirit Soul Realm.

"I didn't expect you to be so mediocre, yet you have such a big mouth...!"

A cold smile crept across his lips. Without wasting words with Zhao Baichuan, Lu Feng defiantly raised his hand, "If you're not afraid of death, then come at me! I'll keep you company to the end!"

"Arrogant!"

Faced with Lu Feng's provocation, Zhao Baichuan's face also turned red with anger. He immediately leaped towards the former and simultaneously unleashed a powerful palm strike of Yuan Power from a distance.

You should know that he had never been looked down upon like this before, let alone by an unknown rogue cultivator of humble origin.

"Look, they're fighting again!"

"This country bumpkin named Lu Feng is really brave. He just offended Minister Li of the Ministry of Justice, and now he's going up against Zhao Baichuan, the young master of the Prime Minister's mansion. Is he really not afraid of death?"

"Tsk tsk, she's nothing more than a femme fatale. If this young man can win the martial arts contest to choose a husband, he will not only receive a reward and title from the Emperor, but will also become a prince consort that everyone envies. Right now, we must do our best..."

"I doubt it! Even if Lu Feng could defeat Zhao Baichuan, he would still be no match for the young master of the Yun family. Don't forget that the Yun family is the number one family in the Eastern Yun Kingdom, even above the Zhao family. As for Yun Ting himself, his strength is unfathomable!"

Outside the Qianqing Hall, seeing Lu Feng and Zhao Baichuan locked in fierce combat, the many young masters from prominent families gathered on the side of the square also turned their gazes toward the scene, and the sounds of discussion rose and fell almost without ceasing.

...

On the other side of the crowd, in front of the Yun family's group

A distinguished figure in white robes stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm. He was toying with a piece of beautiful green jade in his left palm, and a hint of contemplation appeared between his brows, as if he was planning something.

As for the battle in the square not far away, the white-robed figure didn't even glance at it, clearly showing no interest whatsoever.

"Young Master...!"

Seeing this, a servant of the Yun family stepped forward and then mustered his courage to whisper and probe.

"Um?"

Startled by the interruption, Yun Ting paused for a moment, but did not become angry. He simply said calmly, "Wen Cai, what is it?"

"Young Master, please forgive my indiscretion...!"

Seeing that the other party did not blame him, the Yun family servant named Wencai immediately felt more confident. He cupped his hands and said, "Right now, the martial arts contest for marriage is underway. With your strength, young master, you will surely win the championship. Not only will you receive a reward from the Emperor, but you will also become a prince consort that everyone envies!"

"Young Master, are you not planning to participate?"

Wen Cai looked puzzled, while Yun Ting merely grinned, a barely perceptible fervor and ambition flashing in his eyes. "Wen Cai, your suggestion is certainly good, but what I want is far more than just a mere prince consort..."

"Young Master, do you mean...?"

Before Wen Cai could finish speaking, Yun Ting raised his hand to interrupt him, and he immediately dared not say anything more.

As for the other servants of the Yun family, they looked at each other, scratching their heads in confusion, seemingly equally puzzled as to what their master, Yun Ting, was up to.

"Now all we have to do is wait for the show to begin...!"

His gaze returned to Emperor Ren Tianxing not far away. Yun Ting suddenly exerted force with his left palm, crushing the jade into dust. At the same time, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. "If the plan goes smoothly, from this day forward, my Yun family will ascend to the supreme imperial throne!"

"It's time for this world to change hands...!"

...

Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, in the center of the huge square

Rumble...!

With a loud bang of energy impact, Zhao Baichuan staggered to the ground. His face was gloomy and his aura was fluctuating. He looked quite disheveled.

On the other hand, Lu Feng looked completely calm, and even his clothes were not dirty or disheveled, indicating that he was unharmed!

"What's going on?!"

"Even with my full strength, I can't keep up with this person's speed at all. This is impossible...!"

With his jaw clenched, Zhao Baichuan looked up again at Lu Feng not far away, his face filled with disbelief.

It should be noted that he was a master of the first level of the Spirit Soul Realm, who could not only fly through the air, but also had a speed and agility that was beyond ordinary people. Yet, he still couldn't even keep up with a trace of Lu Feng.

Moreover, Lu Feng only dodged and weaved throughout the entire process without retaliating, as if he were playing a cat-and-mouse game, which made Zhao Baichuan feel uneasy and terrified!

"Well done!"

Seeing that Lu Feng was not only handling the battle with ease, but also making Zhao Baichuan run around in circles, Ren Xuanfei, who was not far away, couldn't help but clench her fists and subconsciously exclaimed.

"This girl..."

Ren Tianxing also secretly glanced at the excited Ren Xuanfei, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips. "Heh, the rice isn't even cooked yet and you're already cheering for that kid, huh? Girls really are a handful once they grow up..."