The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

A Female Cultivator named Jie Yu walked onto the stage, and Chen Dong sized her up.

Unlike the other scantily clad Female Cultivators of the Heart Slaying Hall, she was dressed very conservatively. Aside from her head, not even her wrists were exposed. Her long hair was casually tied back, without any adornments. Taken individually, her eyes, nose, and other features were quite pretty, but together, they created a very plain impression.

Her face was a delicate, melon-seed shape, yet it held no stunning beauty. She was like the common greenery on the side of the road—plain and ordinary, gone in the blink of an eye, leaving no impression whatsoever.

Jie Yu glanced at Chen Dong, her expression blank. ”You should concede,” she said.

Chen Dong was stunned. And it wasn’t just him; everyone in the entire plaza was stunned.

’One is more arrogant than the last.’ The strength Chen Dong had displayed was already comparable to a Profound Pill Cultivator—no, it was even stronger than an ordinary Profound Pill Cultivator. How could this Female Cultivator say something so nonchalantly? ’Is she imitating Chen Dong, or just trying to make a splash?’

Jie Yu continued, speaking as if to herself, ”My techniques are a natural counter to your Fire Technique. Just concede now.”

This piqued Chen Dong’s interest. A real fight was exactly what he was looking for, and an opponent who could counter him was even better. He grinned provocatively. ”Oh? Little sister, you’re so confident. What happens if you can’t beat me?”

Jie Yu shook her head placidly. ”There is no ’can’t beat you.’ I am stating a fact.”

Flames ignited in Chen Dong’s hand. ”If that’s the case, then bring it on. Just be careful you don’t end up crying when I’m done with you!”

Chen Dong thought about how the Female Cultivator seemed to be wearing a mask, her expression never changing. ’Maybe she’d look better if I made her cry.’

The ring of a sword echoed as a pale blue Spirit Sword appeared in Jie Yu’s hand. ”After you,” she said.

Chen Dong smiled faintly and launched the first attack. He soared into the air, his body merging with the flames. A streak of crimson ignited in the sky, suddenly splitting to form a massive ring of fire that dyed the heavens red and cast its glow upon Jie Yu on the ground.

Sun Burning True Skill! He opened with a top-tier technique, aiming for a decisive and ferocious strike.

The temperature in the plaza instantly soared. The Military Suppression Department personnel with lower cultivation levels began to sweat profusely.

The ring of fire gradually shrank, intending to imprison Jie Yu within it and form a domain of flames.

Jie Yu’s expression remained unchanged. Her pale blue Spirit Sword rose and she danced gracefully. A Water Dragon began to manifest from the sword’s aura—first a massive head, then its body.

As Jie Yu spun, she floated gently into the air, and the entire Water Dragon took form. With a point of her sword and a draconic roar, the Water Dragon surged toward the ring of fire.

As if smashing through an invisible wall, the Water Dragon shattered Chen Dong’s fiery domain.

The moment the domain was broken, the Water Dragon coiled around the ring of fire in the sky. Water met fire with a great sizzling sound as flames were extinguished. A large amount of white steam billowed out, but the Water Dragon’s power did not wane as it continued to wrap itself around the fiery ring.

The ring of fire instantly deformed, rapidly coalescing into a gigantic fireball. Chen Dong’s figure appeared within the inferno. With a clench of his fist, he sent the fireball smashing down toward Jie Yu.

As water and fire clashed, Jie Yu didn’t use the Water Dragon to defend. Instead, she sent it attacking Chen Dong.

This tactic of trading injuries for injuries stunned everyone, including Chen Dong.

’What a ruthless girl!’

The distance was too short; he couldn’t dodge. Chen Dong could only cast a technique to defend himself. The Water Dragon charged at Chen Dong as the fireball smashed down toward Jie Yu.

BOOM! BOOM! Two explosions erupted simultaneously.

When the smoke cleared, Jie Yu stood with her sword, a blue shield like a mirror before her. She was clearly unharmed. Chen Dong, however, was soaked to the bone, his aura slightly unstable.

This scene made the Military Suppression Department side worry, while the Cultivators from the Floating Shadow Realm cheered one after another.

Even the quiet and reserved Leng Tong voiced his admiration. ”I never thought the Heart Slaying Hall had such a formidable junior sister. Her mastery of the Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique is quite impressive!”

Baili Qingcheng smiled proudly. ”Of course my junior sister is formidable! But this is just a small fraction of her true strength!”

A single exchange had left Chen Dong at a slight disadvantage. If not for the Water Technique’s inherently lower attack power and Chen Dong’s swift reaction, it would have been more than just a slight disadvantage.

At this point, Chen Dong felt he had finally met an opponent he could fight without holding back. He burst into loud laughter.

His laughter baffled everyone. He was at a disadvantage, yet he was laughing.

Chen Dong’s laughter finally elicited a change in Jie Yu’s expression—a slight frown.

When his laughter subsided, Chen Dong’s face was flushed with excitement. ”Again!”

At his words, Jie Yu’s figure flickered. Dozens of her clones appeared in the air, moving with extreme speed as one pale blue Spirit Sword after another shot toward Chen Dong.

Seeing this only made Chen Dong more excited. He couldn’t distinguish the real one from the clones; their auras were identical. Even the attacking Spirit Swords all seemed to be real.

Chen Dong flew rapidly higher into the sky to evade the Spirit Swords, but Jie Yu’s clones multiplied, and the number of pursuing swords grew, attacking from front and back in an encircling formation.

’Damn, I can’t dodge anymore!’

Chen Dong’s body came to a sudden halt. The countless Spirit Swords left him no room to evade, and he still couldn’t tell which of the clones and swords were real.

’It seems the only way out is to see whose technique is stronger!’

Facing the countless Spirit Swords, Chen Dong’s aura erupted. No longer concealing his true power, he fully unleashed the might of his Extreme Inner Realm Perfection. The immense pressure caused the speeding Spirit Swords to slow down.

He let out a low roar. ”Flowing Xiayun Fire Transformation!”

A vast expanse of red clouds appeared in the midday sky, obscuring the sun. ”Fire Transformation, release!” he commanded.

Countless rays of cloud-light ignited, as if the entire sky above the Military Suppression Department’s encampment was ablaze. In an instant, they transformed into a meteor shower of fire, rushing toward the sky full of Spirit Swords.

The scene left everyone stunned. Was this still the power of the Inner Realm (Foundation Establishment Stage)?