I, the Villain, Become Invincible the More Descendants I Have

Chapter 7 Family CompetitionThree days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the Cao Clan’s martial arts arena was packed with people, and the sound of gongs and drums shook the heavens. The triennial Clan Tournament was the Cao Clan’s most grand event; it determined the rankings of the younger generation, allocated future resources, and served as a preview for the position of Young Clan Leader.

Disciples from various branches were eager and ready to fight, while the elders sat on the high platform. Even Patriarch Cao Xiaotian, who had been in seclusion for many days, made an exception to come out and sat in the main seat, resting his eyes.

”Quiet!” the Great Elder struck the wooden gavel and said in a deep voice, ”The 37th Cao Clan Tournament begins now! Those whose names are called, come up to the stage to register!”

”Cao Ming!” ”Here!” ”Cao Qiang!” ”Here!” ”Cao Xuan!”

”Here!”

Cao Xuan walked onto the stage with his head held high and chest puffed out, instantly drawing cheers from the entire hall. Ever since Emperor Cao Xukun had been crippled, he had become the leader of the younger generation of the Cao Clan. At this moment, he held his chin high, looking just like a victorious rooster.

”Brother Xuan will surely win! The position of Young Clan Leader belongs to none other than you!”

”Needless to say? Even if some trash hasn’t died yet, they can only stare blankly from off-stage!”

Amidst this flattery, a calm voice suddenly pierced through the entire arena:

”Emperor Cao Xukun, registering.”

The noisy martial arts arena was instantly silenced.

Everyone turned their heads in unison to see Emperor Cao Xukun walking out from behind the crowd, dressed in a black martial outfit with a tall and straight posture. Lin Yueer followed closely by his side, her hand gently protecting her slightly protruding abdomen.

After three seconds of dead silence, an uproar of laughter erupted that could have lifted the roof.

”Hahaha! Did I hear that right? The trash wants to participate in the tournament?”

”Is his brain kicked by a wild dog from the Mass Grave? Is he just here to offer his head?”

”His dantian has been crippled; it’s good enough that he can stand, yet he dares to go on stage and get beaten up?”

”I think he’s gone crazy wanting fame, using this method to grab attention!”

The deacon in charge of registration also frowned: ”Emperor Cao Xukun, clan rules dictate that only those at Qi Refining Stage 3 or above may participate. Your dantian is crippled, so you are not qualified.”

”Whether I am qualified or not is not for you to decide.”

Emperor Cao Xukun tapped his fingertip on the table, and pure spiritual power overflowed, carving a half-inch deep fingerprint into the hard pear wood.

”Qi Refining Stage 3 peak, is that enough?”

The laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at that fingerprint in utter disbelief.

”His dantian has really recovered?”

”So what if it recovered? Qi Refining Stage 3, he’ll just be beaten to a pulp up there!”

The deacon was stunned for a long time before hurriedly adding his name to the roster. Cao Xuan’s face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, his nails digging into his palms—this trash actually dared to come and steal his spotlight!

Just then, there was a commotion at the entrance of the martial arts arena.

”Young Master Xiao Chen is here! And Su Wanqing!”

The crowd automatically parted to make a path. Young Master Xiao Chen was dressed in white as snow, with a long sword hanging at his waist, walking with high spirits. Beside him followed Su Wanqing in a pale purple dress. The young girl’s skin was as white as snow, and her temperament was cold and clear. The two stood side by side, truly like a golden boy and jade girl, the envy of others.

”Greetings, Young Master Xiao Chen! Greetings, Su Wanqing!”

”Congratulations to the Young Master on your engagement today! You and Su Wanqing are truly a match made in heaven!”

Young Master Xiao Chen nodded with a smile, enjoying the adulation of the crowd. His gaze swept across the arena and landed precisely on Emperor Cao Xukun.

Upon seeing that Emperor Cao Xukun was not only alive but also standing at the registration desk, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, immediately replaced by thick disdain. He held Su Wanqing’s hand and walked straight up to Emperor Cao Xukun.

The whole arena instantly quieted down; everyone held their breath, waiting to watch this good show.

”Emperor Cao Xukun, you have a really tough life.” Young Master Xiao Chen crossed his arms and sneered condescendingly, ”I thought you had long since become feces for the wild dogs in the Mass Grave.”

”Thanks to you, the King of Hell thinks you are too dirty and doesn’t dare to accept me.” Emperor Cao Xukun replied calmly.

”So what if you didn’t die?”

Young Master Xiao Chen’s voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire martial arts arena:

”Trash is trash. Even if you didn’t die, you can only make a fool of yourself at the tournament.”

”What? Do you think you can turn things around just by picking up some scraps of cultivation? Let me tell you, in front of me, you will always be trash that can’t make it to the stage.”

Su Wanqing also coldly glanced at Emperor Cao Xukun, her eyes filled with only disgust and contempt, as if looking at him for one more second would dirty her own eyes.

The surrounding people immediately followed suit and jeered:

”Young Master Xiao Chen is right! Trash is always trash!”

”Wait and see how Cao Xuan beats him to the ground later!”

”I bet he won’t last a stick of incense!”

Emperor Cao Xukun was not angry; on the contrary, he smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth:

”Is that so? Then let’s wait and see.”

”However, I advise you not to be happy just yet.” He leaned forward, his voice lowered but full of playfulness, ”Whether this engagement banquet today can actually be held is still up in the air.”

After speaking, he turned and walked away, leaving Young Master Xiao Chen standing there with an ashen face.

”Mysterious and deceptive!” Young Master Xiao Chen snorted coldly, suppressing the inexplicable unease in his heart, ”Just a clown, he can’t make any waves. When I watch you get your legs broken by Cao Xuan, and then proceed with the engagement ceremony with Su Wanqing, let’s see if you can still be stubborn.”

He pulled Su Wanqing to the VIP seats, and the Great Elder immediately approached flatteringly: ”Young Master, rest assured. Later, I will have Cao Xuan beat him to death to vent this anger for you! The engagement banquet has also been arranged properly, and nothing will go wrong!”

Young Master Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction, picked up his teacup, and stared at Emperor Cao Xukun in the corner with sinister eyes.

On the high platform, the deacon announced loudly:

”The first round, draw for duels, begins!”

Everyone’s eyes were cast toward the drawing stage; no one noticed that a wisp of black Chaos Spiritual Power was quietly circulating at Emperor Cao Xukun’s fingertips.