Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 1267: Chapter 1267: The Upset at the Fair

From the distant crowd, the moment Song Nianyao appeared, Wang Yueyao trembled with excitement, her eyes brimming with tears. It took all her strength to hold back the urge to rush forward.

”Brother’s wife, what’s wrong?” Wang Qi, standing beside her, noticed Wang Yueyao’s agitation and asked with concern.

Wang Yueyao composed herself and smiled faintly, ”Nothing, I’m just excited to think that the high-and-mighty Song Fairy will be my sister-in-law soon.”

”You sure have a lot of confidence in Brother Ye,” Wang Qi chuckled. Although he wasn’t particularly optimistic about Ye Fei’s chances—after all, even late Soul Fusion masters were participating in the selection—he naturally didn’t want to dampen Wang Yueyao’s spirits at this moment.

Wang Yueyao didn’t notice Wang Qi’s hesitation and smiled, ”Of course, he’s the strongest!”

At this moment, she felt not only excited but also a unique thrill. She would be reunited with her good friend again, and in a completely different capacity.

On the arena, Song Nianyao made a brief appearance and then left.

Yin Hanyan then announced the challenge rules directly, ”This challenge will be divided into three groups, but not by cultivation level, rather by age. Those aged one hundred to two hundred years old will form one group, sixty to one hundred years old another, and those under sixty the third. Each group will select a winner. Then these three will compete against each other.

If the competitors are from different realms, the match will be decided by the number of moves. A late Soul Fusion master must defeat a mid-stage master within a hundred moves; if not, the late-stage master loses. The same rule applies to mid-stage versus early-stage. If a late-stage master faces an early-stage master, failure to win within ten moves results in a loss.”

This rule left most participants exchanging puzzled glances. They had expected to be divided into groups based on cultivation, not age.

However, no one could argue with this rule. In the Zhenxu Realm, while strength was important, talent was even more crucial. If someone could reach a certain level at a certain age, why couldn’t you? If you couldn’t, who were you to complain?

As a result, only the group aged sixty to one hundred seemed interesting. The over-one-hundred group was just a contest between the two late Soul Fusion masters.

The biggest beneficiary was undoubtedly Ye Fei. He could just go through the motions until the final round.

And no one could argue with that. After all, he was a genius among geniuses and naturally deserved some privileges.

After announcing the rules and seeing no significant objections, Yin Hanyan felt relieved.

Although it was difficult for an early Soul Fusion cultivator to withstand a hundred moves from a mid-stage master or ten moves from a late-stage master, the Soul Fusion stage was too broad, encompassing three different realms—the super genius who had reached Soul Fusion before sixty must have something extraordinary about him. So, the chances were high.

Although Yin Hanyan still didn’t know who this super genius was or what his name was, she already had a favorable impression of him.

He was not from another major force; otherwise, they would have publicized him eagerly.

After all, having such a genius could greatly enhance an entire faction.

For example, the Cuiyan Sect was originally just one of the eight major forces, but because of Song Nianyao, it had already subtly surpassed the other seven and was considered the third-largest force.

This newly heard-of super genius must have come from some minor faction or even be a solitary cultivator.

Once he was selected, even if he couldn’t become Song Nianyao’s husband, the Cuiyan Sect could still try to recruit him as a significant asset.

These thoughts were lengthy, but they crossed Yin Hanyan’s mind in an instant. She then directly announced the start of the competition and stepped back.

Subsequently, a Cuiyan Sect disciple took the stage to preside over the match.

The first to begin was the over-one-hundred group. The disciple randomly selected six participants, who immediately started fighting in the three arenas. Since this group had little suspense, the fighters didn’t take it seriously, and the audience wasn’t very excited either.

However, Ye Fei watched with great interest. The martial arts in this world were quite different from those on Earth.

On Earth, regardless of the level, it was close-combat, with weapons at most. But in the Zhenxu Realm, cultivators mainly fought by manipulating magical treasures from a distance, rarely engaging in close combat. It had its unique charm.

The competitors had no grudges against each other and felt they had little chance, so they mostly just briefly exchanged magical treasures before the weaker one conceded. The winners were also very polite and didn’t press their advantage.

After more than an hour, dozens of matches had been completed. Just as everyone was hoping the over-one-hundred group would finish quickly, so they could watch the real competition in the other groups, an unexpected event occurred.

A figure was seen flying rapidly towards the square from a distance. Those who saw this couldn’t help but wonder who the newcomer was, daring to fly directly over Cuiyan City, clearly not respecting the Cuiyan Sect, one of the ten major forces.

In the blink of an eye, the arrogant sword-rider arrived and landed on one of the arenas without any regard for the ongoing match.

The two fighters in the arena, although fighting half-heartedly, were both talented individuals with their pride.

Naturally, they were very angry at being so rudely interrupted and were about to react. However, upon seeing the newcomer’s appearance, they both fell silent.

The crowd below began to buzz with discussions: ”It’s Zui Feng from Nuwa Palace. Is he here to cause trouble?”

”Probably. He’s the youngest disciple of that person, and this marriage recruitment by the Cuiyan Sect is aimed at their Nuwa Palace’s upcoming consort selection.”

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Ye Fei also looked at the newcomer. He had a rather handsome appearance, but there was a subtle air of arrogance on his face, as if he didn’t care about anyone, which was somewhat off-putting.

Yin Hanyan, naturally not willing to tolerate such provocation, flew onto the arena and sternly asked, ”Zui Feng, who gave you the nerve to act so wildly in my Cuiyan City?”

Although Zui Feng was the disciple of the number one person in the Zhenxu Realm and usually very arrogant, he didn’t dare to act the same way in front of a Great Perfection master.

He smiled and respectfully saluted, saying, ”I wouldn’t dare to act wildly in front of Senior Yin. I just started late and was afraid of missing this grand event, so I hurried here without paying attention to etiquette. I hope Senior Yin will forgive me.”