Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

He finally lost.

Jiang Shaoguang—was the person he had been waiting for.

however--

"enough!"

A figure descended from the sky, channeling his immense spiritual energy, and struck the sword with a palm.

"You bastard! Get out of my way!"

hum~

Jiang Shaoguang's right hand, which was holding the sword, suddenly trembled violently, and the enormous force sent him flying, sword and all.

Yunping reacted quickly and rushed forward to embrace his disciple.

However, Jiang Shaoguang's sword was still flung away because his right hand, which was already on the verge of collapse, lost strength.

The young man in white turned cold, silently casting spells to heal Jiang Shaoguang's injuries while staring unfriendly at Duan Duxiu who had suddenly appeared.

"what do you mean?"

"I've said enough."

Duan Duxiu glanced coldly at Yun Ping, then turned back with endless resentment and anger, his face contorted with malice as he glared fiercely at the weak-looking Duan Yu.

"Go back now, and stop causing trouble here!"

"Father, you..."

Duan Yu simply couldn't believe that Duan Duxiu would suddenly intervene at such a time.

It's almost time...

"Go back! Stop making trouble! I will handle things here!"

"No buts!"

Duan Duxiu's words made Duan Yu tremble with fear, and his mind began to blur.

Before he could even retort, Duan Meixuan pulled him back, telling him to step aside and not interfere further.

Duan Duxiu snorted coldly, cursing Duan Yu as a piece of trash in his heart, and then his icy gaze fell on Yun Ping.

"The competition ends here. Next..."

"Brother Su and I will handle this matter properly."

32. Finally met

"What do you mean by that?!"

In the crowd, Ye Yuchan waited angrily for Duan Duxiu, and questioned him sharply: "Duan Yu is clearly about to lose, what right do you have to interfere?!"

Anyone with eyes could see clearly that Duan Yu's final landscape painting and magnificent poem were shattered by Jiang Shaoguang's sword. He was powerless to resist that sword, and the outcome of this contest was already decided!

But Duan Duxiu suddenly made a move at the last moment, interrupting the match, and judging from his arrogant attitude, he was clearly planning to renege on his debt!

Duan Duxiu put his hands behind his back, turned to the source of the questioning voice, glanced at Ye Yuchan with disdain, and snorted coldly.

"It's just a contest between the younger generation. Marriage is a major event for both the Duan and Su families. How can we make a hasty decision based on a fight between two juniors?!"

Ye Yuchan's expression grew colder, while Fan Luokui, standing beside her, silently placed her hand on the scabbard: "From what you're saying, are you planning to renege on your promise?"

"There were no accounts to begin with, so how can there be any talk of defaulting on a debt?"

Duan Duxiu remained expressionless, as if his words were the absolute truth, showing no sign of blushing or lying.

"You're shameless!"

Zhang Ruoxue was so angry that she cursed out loud.

However, before she could finish speaking, she felt a tremendous pressure on her chest, and she stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

The terrifying spiritual energy emanating from the Nascent Soul stage cultivator was completely enveloping Zhang Ruoxue. Duan Duxiu's gaze was cold as he calmly said:

"Watch your words, little girl, this isn't your place to speak!"

The expressions of everyone from Yuntian Academy changed. They hadn't expected that the Duan family patriarch would not only act like a rogue, but would even use his spiritual energy to exert pressure!

Fan Luokui instinctively drew her sword, and Ye Yuchan also summoned her magical artifact, Black Rain.

The atmosphere suddenly exploded, as if gunpowder had been ignited.

"enough!"

Sitting in the pavilion, Su Ziyan suddenly felt a flash before her eyes, and in an instant, a hurricane swept past.

By the time he realized what was happening, the noble Crown Prince of the Lantian Empire, Chu Aotian, who had been sitting next to him, had already disappeared.

Looking into the distance again, in the courtyard that was as silent as still water, a handsome young man stood in front of Zhang Ruoxue, his expression solemn and cold.

Your Highness the Prince?!

Not to mention Su Ziyan, Su Wubin was also so shocked that he jumped up from the spot, staring in astonishment at Chu Aotian, who stood in front of Zhang Ruoxue, holding a golden halberd, looking as majestic and domineering as if possessed by a war god.

what happened? !

"Your Highness... what is this...?"

Duan Duxiu was dumbfounded.

He never expected that Chu Aotian would suddenly appear.

He was so frightened that he withdrew all his aura. Faced with this noble and powerful prince of the Lantian Empire, he had neither the ability nor the courage to continue showing off his cultivation level.

“I said, that’s enough.”

Chu Aotian stood in front of Zhang Ruoxue, glancing briefly at Yun Ping, whose expression was rather unfriendly, and sighed silently in his heart.

He originally didn't want to take action, but judging from the current situation, if he didn't act soon, things would get really out of hand.

He wasn't unaware of the old man's abilities; on the contrary, having witnessed the downfall of the Imperial Pavilion, he knew it all too well.

That's why he had to step in to stop the situation from escalating further. If the Duan and Su families went any further... they might really enrage Yunping.

Chu Aotian didn't even dare to think about what would happen then!

Duan Duxiu wasn't afraid, Su Wubin wasn't afraid, but Chu Aotian was!

They are ignorant, they are foolish, but Chu Aotian is not foolish—he never wants to see Yunping angry again in his life.

Because it was too terrible, too horrifying, too unbelievable, and too astonishing.

"Your Highness, what are you doing...?"

Duan Meixuan and Duan Duxiu could not understand why their guests were siding with the other side!

This tiny Yuntian Academy couldn't possibly be related to the eldest prince of the Lantian Empire, could it?

They don't believe it.

After all, in their eyes, Yuntian Academy is nothing more than a nouveau riche.

"I'm just speaking from a relatively impartial perspective..."

Chu Aotian took a deep breath, placed the halberd beside him, and looked around. He said, "I'm sure everyone has witnessed the whole process of this competition, and I think everyone here already knows the result. Although the Duan family patriarch intervened, the outcome remains the same."

"Indeed, the Duan and Su families have already arranged a marriage for the two of you. The arrival of Yuntian Academy today is indeed an insult to the dignity of the two family heads. However, if Miss Su and this young hero Jiang are in love, why not ask for their personal opinions?"

"Your Highness the Prince..."

Duan Duxiu was speechless after Chu Aotian’s words—or rather, he had the desire to refute them, but not the courage.

After all, he is the eldest prince of the Lantian Empire!

It was at this moment that the young man in the pavilion, sipping his tea, slowly uttered a remark—

I agree with that.

These words caused an uproar in the audience.

Su Wubin and Duan Duxiu exchanged a glance, their faces filled with astonishment and confusion.

"—Wasn't it you who summoned the Forging Saint? Why are you now siding with Cloud Heaven Academy?!"

Do not understand.

not understand.

Su Wubin and Duan Duxiu were completely stunned. Chu Aotian was one thing, but why was even the Forging Saint getting involved in this mess?!

and……

Shouldn't the Forging Saint and His Highness the Prince be his guests?

The boy slowly lowered his legs from the table, stretched, and walked out of the pavilion.

Under everyone's gaze, he glanced indifferently at the dumbfounded Duan Duxiu and Su Wubin, his eyes filled with contempt and a hint of amusement.

“What this kid surnamed Chu said is right. We live for ourselves, and it’s best to take control of our own future. Since these two really have feelings for each other, why not ask for their opinions?”

What do you think, Miss Su?

The gaze from the Sage Forging Saint made Su Ziyan's soul tremble.

Su Ziyan dared not utter a single word of dissent, and looked blankly at her husband, Su Wubin.

How dare they disobey the words of the Forging Saint?!

The expressions of Duan Duxiu and Su Wubin, the two heads of the family, were quite strange. They remained silent for a long time, their expressions changing several times, and finally, a look of resentment welled up inside them.

Duan Duxiu gritted his teeth and turned to Su Wubin, saying, "Brother Su... what do you think of this matter?"

Su Wubin gasped. Su Yu was his daughter, and any matter involving Su Yu would ultimately fall on his shoulders.

He turned around and glared at Su Yu with resentment—if this girl hadn't met that scoundrel surnamed Jiang, this wouldn't have happened!

After this matter is over, he will definitely teach Su Yu a lesson!

"Yu'er, about this matter..."

You decide for yourself!

After saying these words, he patted Su Yu's shoulder. The latter looked up in confusion, only to see Su Wubin's extremely cold eyes.