On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

Taihe Province.

Martial Arts Association.

He Taiqing was furious.

The roar was like thunder.

The vibrations made the windowpanes rattle.

"Ye Liuyun is a top-tier Martial King in our Taihe Province, a potential future Martial Emperor!"

"He died so inexplicably in that godforsaken place in the south of the city!"

"And he was beheaded with a single sword stroke, like a chicken being slaughtered!"

"This isn't just a slap in the face to Ye Liuyun, it's a slap in the face to the entire Taihe martial arts world!"

The subordinates.

Everyone fell silent, no one daring to provoke them at this time.

After a long while, a vice president cautiously spoke up.

"President, please calm down."

"According to intelligence, the person who killed Ye Liuyun... has unfathomable strength and is suspected to be a Martial Emperor as well."

"Moreover, public opinion in Nancheng is overwhelmingly against Ye Liuyun, saying that he started the fight and even tried to kill the disciple..."

"fart!"

He Taiqing slapped him again.

"Who made the first move?"

"That's a friendly sparring session, don't you understand?"

"Besides, even if Ye Liuyun is at fault, it's not his place as an outsider to kill her!"

"This matter absolutely cannot be left like this!"

He Taiqing took a deep breath, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Relay my orders!"

"Contact the Jiangnan Provincial Martial Arts Association immediately!"

"They must give an explanation and hand over the murderer!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and personally leading men to the south of the city to demand justice!"

"besides!"

He Taiqing's gaze swept across the entire room.

"The Hundred Cities Competition is about to begin."

"Tell those little brats in our province."

"If we encounter someone from Jiangnan Province on the field, especially that Liu Fuyao..."

"Beat them to death!"

……

South City.

Yunhua Residential Area.

Lu Chuan sat cross-legged on the living room carpet.

Eyes slightly closed.

True Qi circulates throughout the body.

Although no pressure was deliberately released, the air in the room still seemed somewhat stagnant.

This is the oppressive aura of the Seven Star Martial Spirit.

Opposite to him.

The little monkey Wukong also followed suit.

It was wearing a baby bib that Lu Chuan had specially bought for it, with the words "Monkey King" printed on it.

It also crossed its two short legs, placed its two paws on its knees, palms facing up, posing as if it were facing the sky.

Her golden eyelids drooped.

But with each breath, wisps of white vapor could be exhaled from his nostrils.

You know what, he really does have the air of a high-ranking, enlightened monkey.

"call……"

After a long while.

Lu Chuan exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes.

Last night's epiphany at the Canglan River, coupled with this morning's practice, has been incredibly helpful.

Although his current martial arts realm is still at the Seven Star Martial Spirit level, his control over true qi and his use of that mysterious "momentum" have reached a new level.

This is him now.

If you were to encounter someone like Su Nantian again...

I doubt I'd even need to draw my sword; just the sheer force of my aura would be enough to make them kneel down and call me "daddy."

"Squeak!"

Seeing Lu Chuan finish his practice, Wukong on the other side immediately opened his eyes.

It somersaulted and jumped onto Lu Chuan's shoulder, skillfully reaching out its paws to rummage through Lu Chuan's pockets.

"Daddy...candy...have candy..."

"Eat, eat, all you ever do is eat."

Lu Chuan laughed and cursed.

He pulled a White Rabbit milk candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth.

"Eat less sugar in the future, or you'll ruin your teeth."

Just then.

My phone, which was on the coffee table, suddenly vibrated.

Lu Chuan picked it up and took a look.

His relaxed expression froze instantly, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

It was a short message.

[Federal Martial Arts Bank] Dear customer Lu Chuan, your personal housing loan of 3850.00 yuan for this month will be deducted tomorrow. Please ensure that your repayment account has sufficient funds.

Lu Chuan: "..."

Looking at this line of numbers, Lu Chuan suddenly felt an urge to curse.

I'm now at least a powerful figure capable of killing a Martial King!

She was even rumored to be the Martial Empress outside!

How can you still worry about a mortgage of just over three thousand yuan?

Is this reasonable?

Is this scientifically sound?

This is absolutely outrageous!

"well……"

Unable to resist, Lu Chuan threw his phone back onto the sofa, then lay sprawled on the carpet, utterly dejected.

I used to work at the zoo.

Although the salary is not high, it is enough to pay the mortgage and live expenses.

I've lost my job.

No savings either.

On top of that, we also have to support Wukong, this money-devouring beast, so we're really broke right now.

"Does this mean that even with my Seven-Star Martial Spirit cultivation, I still have to go out to work?"

Lu Chuan was speechless.

However, with his current strength, he can still hunt a few high-level monsters in the wilderness or take on a few bounty missions.

If you just want to accept a mission.

You need to report and register with the martial arts association.

This makes it very easy to have one's identity leaked.

Just as Lu Chuan was struggling with whether to go to work or rob someone.

Ding dong.

Doorbell rang.

Lu Chuan sat up, somewhat puzzled.

Who would come at this time?

He got up and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a faint fragrance wafted out.

It smelled sweet, a blend of a young girl's natural scent and the fragrance of shower gel; it was very pleasant.

Standing at the door was Liu Fuyao.

She had obviously just come back from school and hadn't had time to change her clothes.

She was still wearing her school uniform.

However, because she had been walking in a hurry, or perhaps because she had something on her mind, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, wetting a few strands of her bangs and sticking them to her smooth forehead.

The collar of the white shirt was slightly open, revealing delicate collarbones and a hint of snow-white skin.

Her chest was already quite impressive with its curves.

At this moment, it also trembled violently with its breathing, as if it were about to burst out of its buttons.

In addition, there were her long, beautiful legs encased in a plaid mini-skirt.

Standing at the entrance of Luchuan.

She looked both innocent and alluring.

Lu Chuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned by what he saw.

"Cough cough..."

The next moment, Lu Chuan quickly looked away from Liu Fuyao's legs and asked in surprise,

"Fuyao, what's wrong?"

"It's the middle of the day, shouldn't you be at the martial arts academy? Why are you running in such a hurry?"

Liu Fuyao kept her head down.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he went straight into the house.

Change into slippers in the entryway.

A pair of tiny toes looked especially white and adorable inside the slippers.

Lu Chuan followed behind, watching her retreating figure with great curiosity.

"Soaring High"

"What's wrong?"

"Brother-in-law... no, brother."

She looked up, her large, watery eyes fixed on Lu Chuan, her gaze filled with conflicting emotions.

"I...I have something I want to tell you."

Lu Chuan frowned, turned around, grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and handed it to her.

"Just say it, why are you being so polite with your older brother?"

Liu Fuyao took the water but didn't drink it.

It's just something I hold in my hand.

After several seconds, she seemed to muster up her courage and whispered,

"The principal called me when I was at the academy."

He said…

"Let me participate in the Hundred Cities Championship."

"And they also have to go to the provincial capital for special training, which might..."

……