All of the protagonist's Daoist partners are mine!

Judging from the thunderous cheers, it seems that among the thirty-six peaks of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, there are more NTR enthusiasts than pure love enthusiasts.

But the majority are fucking lunatics!

Those who came purely to watch the fight actually made up more than 60% of the crowd.

When did our Xuantian Immortal Sect's moral education become such a mess? The short, stout elder felt a headache coming on.

Xing Moxie, who was already in a good mood, licked his lips: "Wan Tiedan, is it? After I smash your head in, don't tell me you don't actually have a Daoist partner. That's my trophy tonight."

The short, stout elder murmured softly, "Well, that's not how the life-or-death arena works. Even if you win, you can't openly flaunt someone else's girlfriend..."

The Death and Life Platform is used to wipe the slate clean of past grievances. What happens after the fight cannot be justified by this platform.

At that moment, a loud cheer came from the crowd: "Iron Heart, don't lose to him! Don't lose to this villain who has defiled others."

What? Is she Wan Tiedan's Daoist partner? The woman who was supposedly taken by the authorities?

What does it look like?

Xing Moxie turned to look with a smile, but in less than a second, the smile vanished completely. He'd been tricked!

"Go Iron Gallant!" A humanoid creature, over four meters tall, nearly a meter wide, and weighing at least a thousand kilograms, was waving at them.

Chapter 79: 79 A Disadvantageous Matchup? Not a chance.

Quack! Where did this rich young lady come from?!

Didn't you see how terrified the surrounding audience was?

Everyone was speechless: "Holy crap, what a huge Ji! Is this Wan Tiedan's Daoist partner?"

"My god, Wan Tiedan is a real man, and Lu Renjia, who cuckolded him, is a man among men! The ultimate man of pleasure!"

"I wouldn't admire the way you two drive this truck, even if an old lady fell in the middle of the road. I admire you the most."

Even those a little further away, like Xiao Fan and the others, were sweating profusely from watching.

"Well, so he really is innocent?" Xiao Linglong didn't trust Xing Moxie's second brother, but she trusted Xing Moxie's aesthetic sense.

This time, it was Xiao Fan's turn to be suspicious: "So Brother Lu likes this type? That explains it. Was it because there weren't any heavyweights like him there that night at Twelve Quarters?"

The Demon Lord's reputation has been damaged (sadly).

Seeing Wan Tiedan waving happily to his Daoist partner, Xing Moxie pointed and asked, "Hey, is your Daoist partner a master of the Law of Heaven and Earth?"

"How rude! That's my Xiaomei's natural figure. You only did this because you were attracted to her looks, choosing a secluded spot in the morning, didn't you?"

"..." Xing Moxie lowered his head with a dark face, his previous smile now hidden in shadow.

Was it in the morning? At that time, he was in the Spring Breeze Twelve Workshops, grabbing the little white golden rat by the hair and attacking it from behind.

In principle, Chunyi Twelve Workshops would not provide any testimony for its guests, regardless of the pros or cons. Therefore, during that period, no one could prove that Xing Moxie was not within the sect.

It seems the person behind the scenes who wants to cause trouble for him has a clever plan.

But this wasn't what annoyed Xing Moxie the most.

What truly dampened his good mood was that his reputation for good taste would plummet to an extremely bizarre level!

Xing Moxie's veins bulged, a rare sight for him—you bastard! Although I don't know who the mastermind is, you dared to turn me into a "heavy-taste enthusiast who likes to ride Titans," I'll definitely settle this score with you!

The short, stout elder, who had also been startled by Wan Tiedan's girlfriend's appearance, regained his senses and said, "Well... since both sides have no objection to the reason for the duel, the use of the life-and-death arena is hereby approved!"

Whoosh! The short, stout elder raised his hand, and a spiritual energy barrier instantly rose around the huge arena.

This barrier is based on spiritual veins and can block the full-force attacks of a Nascent Soul cultivator. This is also why so many bloodthirsty spectators, despite being quite incompetent, always love to join in the fun.

Cheers erupted from the sidelines: "Go for it! Let's start the fight!"

"The battle was exhilarating!"

Xing Moxie couldn't help but recall the feeling of being in the Magic City Arena a long time ago, and sighed, "The Xuantian Immortal Sect is truly a place where martial arts flourish."

"That tone makes it sound like a guest from outside the sect."

"Oh, excuse me, should I say 'our Xuantian Immortal Sect'?" Xing Moxie glanced at Wan Tiedan's iron sword: "Just asking. Who is acting on your behalf? In 'my' memory, I don't recall ever having any conflict with you, do I?"

Wan Tiedan drew his iron sword, his mid-stage Nascent Soul metal-elemental spiritual power surging wildly around him: "What's the point of asking this?"

"Because I am a virtuous Xuan Tian cultivator who likes to scheme against others but hates being framed the most."

"He sounds like a stingy guy who's both hypocritical and awkward."

“A false accusation… I… am still very generous to myself.”

"Then I'll pick out a fancy tombstone for myself! Yeah!"

He made his move, Wan Tiedan charged forward with his sword, channeling his full metal energy, and the seemingly ordinary iron sword in his hand instantly extended more than ten zhang.

That's a real forty-meter-long sword!

Xing Moxie casually stepped aside to let him pass.

The iron sword tip struck the spot where he had just stood, cleaving into the arena and sending sand and stones flying.

"Using metal spiritual power to deform metal? This is something even beginners can do. It would be nice to use it as entertainment at a banquet."

Although Wan Tiedan's initial attack was dodged, the outcome of this match seemed one-sided to everyone.

"It seems there's a trap here." Xiao Fan, who became a hero who conquered the Demon Palace, was no fool and immediately saw through the suspicion.

"What do you mean?" Although Xiao Linglong knew there was more to this conflict than met the eye, she couldn't see the specifics of the suspicion.

Xiao Fan said, "There is a rule here: even if the grudge is valid, if the challenger's cultivation is two minor realms higher than the challenged's, the challenged can still refuse to open the life-and-death arena. I observe that Wan Tiedan has the strength of the mid-Nascent Soul stage, which is exactly the difference that Brother Lu, who is at the early Nascent Soul stage, cannot refuse."

"But is there still an option to deny the reason for the fight? The elder just asked that too."

"If this battle was orchestrated by someone, then the evidence to frame Brother Lu must have already been prepared, right? Even if Brother Lu refuted it just now, he will still be invited to the life-or-death arena after the Enforcement Hall's investigation is over."

Xiao Linglong leaned lazily against the handrail: "The people who came up with this to cause trouble for him are really well-prepared."

“Indeed, it is quite challenging. Not only is Wan Tiedan's cultivation level a whole realm higher, but his spiritual root is also a metal spiritual root, which completely counters Brother Lu's wood spiritual root in terms of magic. This battle will be very difficult for Brother Lu.”

Shangguan Yinyu, standing to the side, didn't offer any comment, but her opinion aligned with Xiao Fan's. For cultivators, the difference in cultivation level was an insurmountable chasm, and attribute restraint was an inviolable law of nature.

"Hahaha! As expected of the Holy Son, your analysis is spot on!"

A smug laugh came from behind.

The newcomer was a handsome young man with a neat appearance, a paper fan, and a jade belt. Behind him were two formidable followers and a large group of female fans.

Xiao Linglong recognized the voice immediately: "Yuan Hengchun, so it was you who did this?"

Yuan Hengchun, a handsome young man, is a true disciple of Wenling Peak, one of the Thirty-Six Peaks. He was also once a suitor of Xiao Linglong.

Yuan Hengchun flicked his fan aside and glanced at her buttocks, which appeared even more pert as she leaned against the railing: "Junior Sister Linglong, I don't quite understand what you're talking about."

"If you're planning to play dumb, why did you even come here? This Wan Tiedan, you sent him here to mess with him, didn't you?"

"It's a complete injustice. I have no past grudges or recent feuds with Lu Renjia, and Wan Tiedan isn't even one of my Wenling Peak members. How could I possibly be involved in this farce?"

Xiao Linglong wasn't stupid; she understood things quickly: "Someone as concerned about their image as you are, and a true disciple of Wenling Peak, if you wanted to get back at someone, you certainly wouldn't use your own people. As for why you want to target him..."

Xiao Linglong turned her head, a slight smile playing on her lips: "You probably saw something, didn't you?"

"!" Yuan Hengchun unconsciously tightened his grip on his fan, almost losing control of his expression.

His initial pursuit of Xiao Linglong was, frankly, solely driven by his attraction to her looks. After being rejected several times, fueled by a competitive spirit, he became even more determined to win her over.

Yuan Hengchun thought that was all he felt, but for some reason, Xiao Linglong made him even more excited and his mind went blank today.

It's only been a short time since I last saw her, how come this woman has become even more alluring? And it's not just a little bit more, her charm has increased exponentially!

Just like putting catnip on a cat's face, Xiao Linglong's alluring gaze nearly drove Yuan Hengchun's mother mad!

As for the reason for targeting Xing Moxie, Xiao Linglong's words were spot on.

It was someone who saw the intimate scene between the two of them when they parted at the mountain gate after returning from Xuancang Kingdom, and then reported it to Yuan Hengchun through his lackey.

Although Yuan Hengchun didn't think that someone like Lu Renjia could really get along with Xiao Linglong, he still thought that this lowly inner disciple of Qingxin Peak could get close to Xiao Linglong just because he was "Xiao Fan's little brother".

He was furious and extremely jealous.

Xiao Fan's existence is also the reason why Yuan Hengchun has never dared to use harsh methods against Xiao Linglong.

Just recently, rumors were circulating within the sect that the Ancient Sword Peak Master was very displeased with Lu Renjia, and Yuan Hengchun felt that this was a good opportunity.

Not only can it get rid of the unsightly trash clinging to Xiao Linglong, but it can also eliminate Xiao Fan's underlings and suppress the Holy Son's limelight.

"Ahem!" Xiao Fan coughed lightly: "Yuan Zhen, now that you're on the Life and Death Arena, shouldn't you be paying attention to the battles on the stage?"

He noticed Yuan Hengchun's lustful gaze, which his sworn sister seemed oblivious to, so he spoke up to interrupt.

Xiao Fan understood and could empathize with the reason why Yuan Hengchun couldn't control his eyes.

Because Xiao Linglong was so captivating today. Although I had vaguely sensed some changes in her recently, she seemed like a completely different person after returning from her trip, possessing a beauty that made it impossible not to notice her.

The slit in her skirt was higher than before… No, no, peeking is very impolite, especially since the other person is Linglong. Xiao Fan quickly blushed and looked away.

Xiao Linglong, who had been pretending not to notice, was speechless.

Boom!

Another loud bang echoed on the life-or-death stage. Xing Moxie dodged and weaved through the rain of flying metal fragments with effortless ease.

"Hmm, I see. So the iron sword was originally made up of sharp fragments? And even after they're scattered, can it still be controlled at will?"

In Xing Moxie's eyes, this was nothing more than a childish tactic with no substance, far from a real high-level battle.

That being said, how can one overcome the gap between minor realms and elemental weaknesses using only the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation?

"It seems things aren't going well," Yuan Hengchun said with a smile. "He's the Holy Son's underling, isn't he? If he loses here, the Holy Son will lose face, won't he?"

Xiao Linglong laughed and leaned against the railing: "You think he'll lose? Hahaha, that's really funny nonsense."

"what?"

"To tell you the truth, I've been in dire straits many times and imagined myself being killed, but I just can't imagine this guy being blasted off the ground no matter what."

"..." Yuan Hengchun was burning with anger. He could tell that Xiao Linglong wasn't just arguing for the sake of arguing, but genuinely trusted Lu Renjia's abilities.

Damn it! With such a huge gap between them, why did that ordinary guy get the favor? Could there be a deeper bond between them than we imagine?

Yuan Hengchun closed his fan: "Then let's make a bet. If Wan Tiedan wins, I'll ask Junior Sister Linglong to spend a day with me."

Chapter 80: The Daoist Companion of the Exquisite Sword Immortal

"Stop talking nonsense..." Xiao Fan was about to respond.

Xiao Linglong raised her hand to interrupt: "You really are a man eager to take advantage of someone's misfortune, Yuan Hengchun. You won't get a good woman like that. But I've agreed."

Xiao Fan: "What?"

"In return, if your henchmen lose, I'll take ten years' worth of your monthly allowance!" Xiao Linglong deliberately shouted loudly so that everyone around could hear.

The bet between Yan Jianfeng and the true disciple of Fang Mingfeng immediately attracted the attention of half the audience.

The monthly allowance for a true disciple over ten years is an unbelievable sum of money.

Yuan Hengchun's lips twitched: "Ten years' worth of monthly allowances for one day's company? Who's trying to take advantage of this? Is this fair?"

"My day is very expensive. And considering the vast difference in the situation, isn't it fair that you're making this small concession on the stakes? What does the Holy Maiden think?"

What? A saintess?!

If it weren't for Xiao Linglong's shout, many people wouldn't have noticed the black-haired woman next to them.

After all, the Holy Maiden rarely showed her face, and ordinary disciples had only heard rumors about her. Even Yuan Hengchun, her true disciple, had a vague impression of her because he hadn't seen her for so long.

Shangguan Yinyu glanced at the arena of life and death: "I think... it's very fair."

"Tch. Then let's settle it like this!" Since the Holy Maiden had spoken, Yuan Hengchun couldn't object anymore: "Anyway, that extra definitely can't win."

Upon seeing that the bet had been agreed upon, a commotion and uproar broke out among the crowd.

Shangguan Yinyu commented: "Not necessarily, not necessarily, can win. We have disadvantages in terms of realm, attributes, and strengths, but there is still a way."

Xiao Fan nodded: "Battles between cultivators aren't simply a contest of numbers. Arrays, illusions, magical artifacts, drugs... there are countless ways for the weak to defeat the strong. And judging from Brother Lu's current situation, the best way to overcome the gap in cultivation level and spiritual power is..."

At this moment, Xing Moxie, who had been dodging continuously, also came up with a strategy: "Hmm, let's use swordsmanship."

correct answer.

Without using spells to enhance the sword, one can avoid being countered by spiritual energy. If one's understanding of swordsmanship is sufficient, crossing a minor realm beyond the Nascent Soul stage should not be a major problem.

But all he has is a broken sword that's been through a great battle... Hmm? No, didn't I get that thing a while ago?

Suddenly, Xing Moxie realized something—oh, so that's it. That lecherous girl loudly announced the purpose of the bet, is that it? What a cunning woman.