All of the protagonist's Daoist partners are mine!

Trash talk? Fine, I'll play along.

Xing Moxie also put his hands behind his back: "Don't worry, I didn't make much of a contribution when dealing with the Demon Lord, but dealing with a brat like you who doesn't respect women is a piece of cake."

"What!?" Feng Ren withdrew his gaze from the sky and glared at him angrily: "What do you mean? You want to stand up for Yun Chuchu?"

In the viewing area of ​​the Great Sun Immortal Sect, Yun Chuchu, who was healing her injuries by taking a pill, slowly opened her eyes upon hearing the commotion on the field.

Public opinion was turning against Feng Ren, criticizing her. If it weren't for the urgent need to heal her injuries, she would have already left the venue. Unexpectedly, she stayed a little longer and heard that there were still people willing to stand by her side.

She looked at Xing Moxie's retreating figure with some curiosity.

Chapter 173: 90 The Demon Lord is About to Start Boxing

Xing Moxie declared righteously, "It's common for engagements to be called off, but it's rare to see a petty, scheming man like you who's been holding a grudge for three years and even chose this kind of occasion to embarrass someone. I, Lu Renjia, have a heart as pure as the heavens and vow to right all injustices. I despise shameless scoundrels like you who bully women as soon as they gain power!"

These words resonate deeply!

Everyone fell silent. They could tell that Lu Renjia had come up on stage with a noble cause, standing on Yun Chuchu's side. Furthermore, his words were so forceful and resonant that they seemed to make perfect sense.

Feng Ren sneered. The matter of annulment was settled today, and public opinion was completely on his side. To still bring up the annulment now—was Lu Renjia out of his mind?

"Hmph, back then, Yun Chuchu betrayed her promise first, relying on the favor of the Immortal Sect. She bullied my Feng family for having no one to rely on, insulted me as a piece of trash, and came to break off the engagement, trampling all the face and dignity of my Feng family. Today, I'm giving her a taste of her own medicine. What's wrong with that?"

Feng Ren's statement resonated with many: "Enduring three years of hardship just to avenge this humiliation is perfectly reasonable."

"Damn it, what's with all this talk about right and wrong? Why are you spouting so much nonsense? Can't we just start fighting?"

Xing Moxie shook his head and said, "You think breaking off an engagement has completely destroyed the Feng family's reputation and dignity? Your family's reputation and dignity are really cheap."

"what?"

"In the end, you were a good-for-nothing three years ago, right? So wasn't it perfectly reasonable for Miss Yun, a prodigy of her generation, to come and break off the engagement? Now that you've risen to prominence, would you marry a woman with no talent for cultivation by the roadside and stay with her for life?"

Now we've gotten to the point.

The onlookers thought about it carefully and said, "That's right, we were almost fooled by Feng Ren's current success. If he were a good-for-nothing, it would be a miracle if they didn't break off the engagement."

"This kid's good at stirring things up. Put yourself in his shoes, if I were in his shoes three years ago, I would have backed down too."

Feng Ren's heart skipped a beat; the wind direction was off.

"This, this cannot be generalized." Feng Ren's eyes darted around as he continued, "The Feng and Yun families are engaged, a marriage arranged by parents and matchmakers. The Yun family's actions are not only a breach of faith but also an attempt to take advantage of our Feng family's misfortune!"

"Pfft, pfft." Xing Moxie covered his mouth and laughed out loud: "Hey little brother, what era are we living in? The centuries-long war between good and evil is over, the era of the Demon Lord has ended, and you're still clinging to the old-fashioned ideas of arranged marriages?"

Xing Moxie pointed to Yun Chuchu in the stands: "In my opinion, Miss Yun's courage to resist outdated thinking and fight for her own happiness makes her a role model for independent female cultivators in the new era!"

Feng Ren: "!?"

"And you, using the marriage agreement of the older generation as a means to insult others, and then trying to justify your behavior today, is moral blackmail, plus psychological manipulation of Miss Yun!"

"you--"

Xing Moxie didn't give him a chance to retort: ​​"What do you mean, 'you'? I'll ask you again, when Miss Yun came to annul the engagement, did she bring any gifts?"

Feng Ren paused for a moment and said, "She brought pills and silver, thinking that this would make up for what she owed to my Feng family. This is a complete insult to my Feng family's reputation with vulgar things, revealing her ugly, materialistic nature."

Yun Chuchu in the stands blushed with anger.

She never intended to insult the Feng family back then; she simply wanted to offer some compensation to the declining Feng family. She never expected that Feng Ren would see it this way.

Xing Moxie laughed loudly, then uttered two words: "Idiot."

Feng Ren laughed instead of getting angry when he was scolded, because in his opinion, "Lu Renjia" only resorted to swearing when he had no other rebuttal.

"It's no secret that Yun Chuchu humiliated the Feng family back then. Lu Renjia, what else do you have to say?"

"What the hell? Calling you an idiot is an understatement. You're such an ungrateful wretch." Xing Moxie went straight for the rogue, spewing profanities: "Giving your family a gift is an insult? Are you all baboons? How can you be so shameless?"

"You brat, how dare you insult me..."

"So what if I humiliate you? Do you know how much damage a pre-marital engagement can do to the social image of an unmarried woman? Although you weren't formally married, you were practically husband and wife back then. Logically, when you part ways, she should rightfully take half of your premarital property. Don't even mention not giving gifts to the Feng family; taking half of the Feng family's assets would be perfectly reasonable!"

As he spoke, Xing Moxie gave another cold laugh:

"You should be glad you were a good-for-nothing three years ago. Otherwise, it would have been reasonable for Miss Yun to take half of your cultivation when the engagement was nullified."

What? Divorce means taking half of the family property, and now they want half of my cultivation too?

Feng Ren was dumbfounded after hearing this. What kind of logic is this?

Isn't this bullying honest people?!

Taking advantage of his stunned state, Xing Moxie continued loudly, "Miss Yun has already shown the utmost benevolence by not taking a single penny from your Feng family. She is truly a model of a virtuous wife that everyone in the cultivation world would want to marry! And sending gifts to your Feng family is something only a living bodhisattva would do. Do you know how important elixirs are to a young woman who is in the process of cultivating and has unlimited potential? She put her own path to immortality second and made compensating the Feng and Yun families for the marriage agreement her first. Tell me, who could do better than her?"

"This, this..." Feng Ren stammered, stuttering as he was confronted.

Something was wrong. He knew the statement was wrong, but he couldn't find a way to refute it. This was the first time in three years that he had felt so frustrated in a war of words.

Xing Moxie's words resonated deeply with the female cultivators in the audience.

"Lu Renjia has said too much! We female cultivators are often delayed on our path to immortality because of worldly marriages. We have clearly cultivated to immortality, yet we still cannot escape this mortal world. It is really unreasonable."

"We should fight for our own interests; we can break off this worthless engagement if we want!"

“I fully support Junior Sister Yun of the Great Sun Immortal Sect on this matter! I think she did the right thing.”

"Feng Ren is such a disgusting man. If a woman marries him, she will suffer terribly and will definitely be abused after marriage."

"Senior Brother Lu of the Xuantian Immortal Sect is truly a friend to us female cultivators. I hereby declare him to be the male cultivator who respects women the most in the Eternal Continent."

"Feng Ren has been fussing over such a trivial matter for three years, and he even came here to distort the truth and bully Yun Chuchu. He should have his tools confiscated and be taken out and dismembered for three minutes!"

Some male cultivators felt something was off when they heard their Daoist partners so enthusiastically supporting Yun Chuchu, and they spoke up to refute her.

As a result, his Daoist partner glared at him angrily: "You dare to speak up for that shrimp-headed guy? Do you want to be like him too? I'll break up with you when we get back and give you half of my cultivation."

Now, the male cultivators who had Daoist partners all dared not utter a sound.

Male cultivators without Daoist partners dared not speak up even more. If they were to say another word in support of Feng Ren today, they would immediately become public enemies of women, and would probably never find a Daoist partner for the rest of their lives.

As a result, public opinion shifted, and everyone collectively criticized Feng Ren for being ungrateful.

Xing Moxie grinned crookedly. Sure enough, no matter how high one's cultivation level, one is still afraid of a boxer.

Chapter 174: 91 My Fiancée, Halfway Through the Conquest, Was Snatched Away

"Poor Junior Sister Yun, she actually encountered such an awful shrimp. Luckily, Senior Brother Lu cleared your name, otherwise Feng Ren would have really stepped on you to gain both fame and fortune."

"Junior Sister Yun's character of not bowing down to that shrimp-headed man is something we should all learn from." Her fellow female disciples surrounded her and showered her with praise.

Yun Chuchu was flattered and overwhelmed, never imagining that she could lose the bet and win in life. At the moment of defeat, she thought she was finished, her future bleak.

"I...I'm not that good..."

As she spoke, she looked at "Lu Renjia" on the ring.

The figure of this senior brother Lu, whom she was meeting for the first time, suddenly seemed so tall and imposing. Yun Chuchu, who had relied on her own hard work to get where she was, was experiencing this for the first time in her life being sheltered from the storm, and the feeling was surprisingly not bad.

At the same time, she was also filled with unease. She had already personally experienced Feng Ren's strength; it was ridiculously powerful among those of the same cultivation level. What if her senior brother, Lu Shi, was injured by this detestable fellow…

Yun Chuchu couldn't believe that she would worry about other people's safety and care about them.

She interrupted her healing, focusing intently on the stage, and whispered to herself, "Senior Brother Lu, good luck..."

Feng Ren noticed Yun Chuchu's subtle glance and instantly became furious.

—That damn thing! It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!

—What's with that girlish look in her eyes? And what's with that affected mannerisms? This woman dares to look at a man other than me with such affection; she's a complete slut!

On the surface, Feng Ren's trip was to fulfill the three-year agreement and save face for his family, but in reality, he wanted to demonstrate his strength to make Yun Chuchu regret her actions. He would then use a combination of slaps and dates to subdue Yun Chuchu and ultimately bring her into his possession.

Yes, Feng Ren never truly gave up on Yun Chuchu.

Yun Chuchu was the most sought-after beauty in their city since she was a child, so it would be a lie to say that Feng Ren never liked her.

When Feng Ren first learned that Yun Chuchu was his fiancée, he was excited for weeks. It was only after becoming a cripple that his self-esteem and cultivation increased inversely, leading to the farcical challenge of a three-year duel in a fit of anger.

He had made thorough preparations over the past three years. This trip should have been a battle that would allow him to gain face and substance, regain his dignity, and win the heart of a beauty. So where did things go wrong?

Feng Ren glared at his opponent, wishing he could devour him alive—yes, it was Lu Renjia! From the moment this guy uttered his first word, things spiraled out of his control. If he hadn't twisted the truth, Yun Chuchu should be regretting and blaming herself now, and changing her opinion of me!

However, things have changed now. Yun Chuchu's gaze is no longer on Feng Ren; she's staring at "Lu Renjia" like a fangirl admiring her idol.

How could Feng Ren accept this? How could he be convinced? His first love, which he had planned for three years and worked his way up step by step, was about to be snatched away by someone else!

"Lu Renjia! What kind of skill is it to be good at talking? Today is a grand feast for us to compete in martial arts. If you have the ability, stop with the nonsense and let's see who has the real skill!"

"Pfft. I wonder who was spouting a bunch of nonsense before the last match. What, now that you're tongue-tied, you won't let people talk?"

The spectators burst into laughter: "Feng Ren is indeed petty and narrow-minded. He's really disappointing."

"I was just thinking this kid would amount to something great, but now it seems I was wrong."

Enraged, Feng Ren's face turned red and his neck bulged. Without another word, he unleashed a powerful burst of spiritual energy and attacked Xing Moxie: "Hey! Prepare to die!"

In the blink of an eye, before Feng Ren could even shorten the distance by half, a surge of spiritual energy from the Nascent Soul stage descended from the sky and blew him away.

Fortunately, the other party did not intend to kill him.

"Caw!" Feng Ren stumbled several times, looking at the person who had attacked him with displeasure: "Great Sun Saintess, this is a fair fight, are you going to publicly protect this person?"

The one who made the move was Yan Lingyun, who was standing at the highest point, surveying the three arenas.

Yan Lingyun realized that Xing Moxie was going up on stage to cause trouble for Feng Ren. She didn't care about any conflict between the two. Since he was her father's enemy, as a capable daughter, she should certainly try her best to annoy him.

"Shut up." Yan Lingyun's voice carried a mental attack, almost making Feng Ren spit out a mouthful of blood: "You know this is a fair fight? The referee hasn't even announced the start yet, and you've already launched a sneak attack. Do you even respect my Great Sun Immortal Sect? Do you think all the cultivators here are fools?"

Feng Ren was furious and cursed inwardly. The atmosphere had gotten so tense that the referee had no say in anything.

Generally speaking, one shouldn't start a fight without warning and escalate the situation into a combat phase. Does the referee turn a blind eye to this?

I'm so angry. What's even more infuriating is that what the Great Sun Saintess said was completely correct. No matter what, Feng Ren wouldn't be stupid enough to go against the Great Sun Saintess. He can only swallow his pride and suffer the consequences.

The elder referee, finally snapping out of his verbal sparring, coughed twice and stepped onto the stage: "Well then, I declare the two combatants to be in their respective positions..."

"What!?" Feng Ren was still reeling from the shock: "Wait a minute..."

"start!"

"I haven't—"

"Preemptive strike palm!" Xing Moxie used his movement technique to quickly approach, saying "palm" but actually kicking out a kick.

Feng Ren hurriedly suppressed his disordered breathing, and at the same time, he was secretly delighted—Fool, this kind of feint attack is a tactic I often use, how can you fool me?

However, just as Feng Ren concentrated his spiritual energy defense on his lower body, he suddenly heard a whoosh of wind. A large, sharp object whistled past and slapped him squarely across the face, sending him flying in a spiral.

"Caw!"

Was it actually a feint attack to the east while attacking the west?

Xing Moxie shook his hand: "I already reminded you, how come you still don't know how to defend?"

Feng Ren covered his face and fell to the ground, his eyes filled with shock. A sentence flashed through his mind: "Even my father has never hit me like this."

The next second, he circulated his spiritual energy, and his mind cleared. That was close; he almost fell for their trick.

"Oh? As expected of the chosen one, you recovered so quickly." A hint of amazement flashed in Xing Moxie's eyes.

Unable to unleash his demonic powers under the watchful eyes of everyone, he could only resort to moves that skirted the edge of the gray area. That palm strike just now seemed ordinary, but it actually had the terrifying reputation of the "Heart-Destroying Palm." Those with weak resolve would doubt themselves and fall into a brief state of negativity if struck by it.

It is a debuff spell that is not very harmful but extremely insulting.

Feng Ren adjusted his posture, the white light of the Great Void Dao Body swirling around him. He opened his mouth and spat out the sword embryo: "Lu Renjia, you missed your only chance to hurt me! Now, you will pay the price for your arrogance! Sky-Piercing Sword! Hetui!"

The sword's power erupted!

It has appeared! This is the sword strike that defeated Yun Chuchu, far exceeding the Nascent Soul realm!

Seeing this, all the Nascent Soul cultivators were filled with apprehension, and began to assess whether they could withstand this attack if they were to step in. The answer was undoubtedly no.

"Senior Brother Lu, be careful!" Yun Chuchu couldn't help but shout.

This sound pierced Feng Ren's heart; he vaguely sensed that something important was leaving him.

Wearing a green hat greatly increases one's strength!

"Die!" Feng Ren unleashed a sword embryo that charged toward Xing Moxie with even greater force and power than when he defeated Yun Chuchu.

With a sword threatening to shatter the heavens and the earth, Xing Moxie remained unfazed, calmly striking out with a palm: "A mere trick, break!"

boom!

In an instant, the overwhelming power scattered and flowed in all directions; this palm strike actually dispersed the power of the Sky-Supporting Sword.

Feng Ren was shocked: "What? What kind of magic is this?"