The sparring session between Luo Feng and Tang Qi came to an end with no one else stepping forward to challenge Luo Feng.

After all, not even Tang Qi, a martial artist at the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Heavenly Court Realm, was able to defeat Luo Feng, so naturally, others didn't wish to embarrass themselves.

Seeing no further challenges, City Lord Yang Dingtian walked to the center of the square and announced emphatically, "Ladies and gentlemen, the performance is over. However, the victory banquet is still ongoing. We hope you will all join in the feast."

"Alright! It's a free meal. As long as City Lord Yang doesn't mind," someone laughed.

"City Lord Yang, Miss Yang Wanyi is a favored child of heaven. She has reached the Spiritual Rotation Realm at such a young age. Now, City Lord Yang also has Luo Feng, a heaven-sent prodigy, as a son-in-law. This indeed is a double blessing! Congratulations, congratulations…"

"Indeed. Luo Feng battled valiantly against all comers today. A true hero. I am somewhat envious."

"It's a shame I don't have a daughter; otherwise, Luo Feng would definitely be my choice for a son-in-law."

The leaders of the various powers present took turns standing up to congratulate City Lord Yang Dingtian, peppering their greetings with playful ribbing.

City Lord Yang Dingtian flushed with pride as he laughed and addressed a slightly portly middle-aged man, "Master Nan, you'd better put some effort in tonight—try to have your wife give you a daughter soon…"

City Lord Yang Dingtian was feeling such joy that his decorum slipped a little, making a slightly crude remark.

Laughter swept the surrounding crowd, causing the faces of the young girls present to turn scarlet.

Luo Feng, not wanting to be bothered by others, left the stage after the performance.

A fragrant breeze swept past, and a figure approached gracefully; it was Yang Wanyi.

"Luo Feng, are you okay?" Seeing Luo Feng's pale face, Yang Wanyi asked with a frown.

Luo Feng shook his head. "I've just used up a lot of Yuan Qi, but a little rest will do. Don't worry."

After fighting multiple battles consecutively, Luo Feng was at his limit.

Yang Wanyi's red lips tightened as she looked at Luo Feng. "I never thought you were hiding your strength so well; even Tang Qi wasn't your match."

"It was merely a tie," Luo Feng said, shaking his head.

Yang Wanyi smiled radiantly. "In terms of cultivation, he does surpass you. But for you to overcome a stronger opponent and block his full-strength sword strike, that's already very impressive. Didn't you see how astonished everyone was? Their mouths were open wide enough to fit a fist."

Luo Feng touched his nose, looking at Yang Wanyi's beautiful face, and joked, "You're praising me so much. Have you fallen for me?"

Yang Wanyi's Daimei twitched. Daring to flirt back, she stepped forward and responded coquettishly, "So what if I have? What do you think you can do to me, little brother?"

Little minx!

Gazing into her captivating eyes, Luo Feng felt his heart race, his lips curling up into a mischievous smile.

Had it been earlier, he indeed would not have done anything to Yang Wanyi, but the situation was different now.

"You said it yourself."

Luo Feng spoke nonchalantly, and before Yang Wanyi could react, he reached out and grabbed her.

Yang Wanyi's body tensed up, and a rare flash of panic and embarrassment appeared in her beautiful eyes.

She hadn't expected Luo Feng to do such a thing in front of so many people. For a moment, she stood there, stunned.

Noticing Yang Wanyi's surprised expression, Luo Feng felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment in his heart.

This girl always loved to tease people; this time, she'd well and truly been put in her place.

After a moment, Yang Wanyi regained her senses and bit her red lip, her beautiful eyes glaring at Luo Feng. "How dare you take liberties with me!"

Watching Yang Wanyi's indignant expression, Luo Feng laughed. "I didn't take liberties with you. This is what you asked for. Besides, we're already engaged. You're my fiancée. So, even if I do a thing or two to you, isn't that perfectly natural?"

Hearing this, Yang Wanyi was slightly stunned, momentarily unsure how to retaliate.

She was usually the one twisting other men around her little finger, but after meeting Luo Feng, she always found herself being led by the nose.

Pouting helplessly, Yang Wanyi's composure quickly returned. She huffed, "Well, are you done hugging me yet?"

"No," Luo Feng answered honestly.

Yang Wanyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was starting to realize she couldn't see through this man at all.

AHEM. AHEM.

A sudden cough came from the side. City Lord Yang Dingtian had approached at some point, watching Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi embraced with an unreadable smile.

Upon seeing City Lord Yang Dingtian, Luo Feng immediately let go and awkwardly greeted, "City Lord Yang."

City Lord Yang Dingtian frowned, his face stern. "You're still calling me City Lord?"

Luo Feng, resigned, cupped his fist and said, "Father-in-law."

City Lord Yang Dingtian nodded, a smile appearing on his face. Looking at Yang Wanyi beside him, he joked, "It seems I arrived at an inopportune moment."

Yang Wanyi's face turned pink. She straightened her somewhat disheveled clothes and shot Luo Feng a fierce look. You're dead! The message was clear.

Luo Feng shrugged, unconcerned. In any case, once the victory banquet ended, he would leave Dayang City.

At this moment, City Lord Yang Dingtian suddenly said, "Luo Feng, if your matters aren't urgent, how about staying here for a few days?"

"This…"

A thought struck Luo Feng. He maintained a calm expression and asked, "Does Father-in-law need something from me?"

"Yes, it's about your cultivation," City Lord Yang Dingtian nodded.

Now that it had come to this, Luo Feng couldn't very well refuse. Moreover, City Lord Yang Dingtian was a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert; if he was offering guidance, this was an opportunity Luo Feng couldn't afford to miss. He nodded, saying, "Two or three days should be fine."

City Lord Yang Dingtian smiled. "Excellent. I'll go attend to our guests now. You two continue your chat."

Seeing City Lord Yang Dingtian leave, Luo Feng also turned to walk away. He had only taken two steps when someone grabbed his collar.

"Luo Feng, where do you think you're going?"

Yang Wanyi's pretty face was cold as frost, and her usually charming eyes now radiated a chilling aura.

Luo Feng patted his stomach and laughed. "I'm suddenly feeling hungry. I'm going to grab something to eat."

"Is that so?"

Yang Wanyi's fine eyebrows rose. Sensing the gazes from those around them, she let go of Luo Feng.

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Not wishing to linger near this dangerous woman, he turned and walked away.

Watching Luo Feng's departing figure, Yang Wanyi's rosy lips curved slightly. Since you have to stay in the City Lord Mansion for a few days, I'll teach you a lesson tonight!

The atmosphere of the feast was lively, filled with the sounds of martial artists playing drinking games and making toasts. With drunken, hazy eyes, they spouted all sorts of nonsense.

Luo Feng had intended to find a table and get something to eat but was pulled over by City Lord Yang Dingtian.

"Luo Feng, this is Tang Yue, the City Lord of Barren City and Tang Qi's father," City Lord Yang Dingtian introduced, his face beaming with pride.

"Uncle Tang, it's a pleasure!" Luo Feng greeted with a fist-and-palm salute. Deep down, he understood that City Lord Yang was trying to boost his reputation.

Once a martial artist gained reputation, they would enjoy many conveniences in the rtiad. Moreover, this Tang Yue was the City Lord of Barren City, and Panlong City had many business dealings with Barren City. Establishing a good relationship would also benefit his clan.

Tang Yue was a robust man in his forties, dressed in blue martial attire that gave him a commanding presence. He looked at Luo Feng and smiled.

"Quite the young man, Luo Feng! Even at such a young age, there's a hidden sharpness about you that promises great achievements in the future. No wonder Yang Wanyi has taken a fancy to you; even my son Qi regards you as a formidable opponent."

Tang Qi, dressed in a snow-white robe, sat beside him. Hearing his father's words, he snorted coldly, glanced briefly at Luo Feng, nodded, and then closed his eyes again, his aura remaining frosty.

Luo Feng, somewhat familiar with Tang Qi's personality, knew this was just his way and didn't mind. He smiled and said, "Uncle Tang, you flatter me."

Tang Yue laughed. "No need to be so polite. Your father often visits Barren City; we are friends. If you're free, you're welcome to visit Barren City."

"I'll definitely visit when I have the time," Luo Feng replied.

After introducing Tang Yue, City Lord Yang Dingtian took Luo Feng to meet several other leaders of various factions, all of whom were renowned figures in the rtiad.

"Luo Feng, those people I just introduced you to are all old friends of mine. In the future, when you ascend to the City Lord's seat, they can be of help to you," City Lord Yang Dingtian suddenly said after one such introduction.

Luo Feng frowned slightly. He looked at City Lord Yang Dingtian and smiled. "The City Lord is a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert and currently in his prime. How could the position of Dayang City Lord fall to me? I'm afraid I couldn't bear such a heavy responsibility."

His relationship with Yang Wanyi was merely a matter of convenience; he had never even considered the position of Dayang City Lord.

City Lord Yang Dingtian's expression dimmed for a moment but quickly recovered. He smiled and said, "We'll talk about this later. Iron Crutch Flying Hawk Li Quan is just ahead. He's a friend with whom I've been through life and death. I'll introduce you."

City Lord Yang Dingtian led Luo Feng forward.

Luo Feng followed City Lord Yang, meeting various rtiad experts one by one. Many of them were powerful figures in the Spiritual Rotation Realm, which was quite an eye-opening experience for him.

「Dayang City, Ye family.」

Within a hidden hall of the Ye family, Steward Hong stood in the center. Beside him sat Ye Tang, covered in blood, while a physician examined his injuries.

On both sides of the hall stood four men in green robes, all stewards of the Ye family. In the main seat sat a powerfully built middle-aged man dressed in a brocaded robe: Ye Xian, the current Family Head of the Ye family.

The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat tense; everyone waited in silence.

After a moment, the physician stood up.

Ye Xian, seated at the head, opened his eyes. In that instant, a sharp gaze filled the entire hall like the glint of blades, making the few people present involuntarily shiver.

"How is Tang'er doing?" Ye Xian asked, his fists clenched.

Facing Ye Xian's piercing gaze, the physician, whose cultivation was at the Ninth Stage of the Heavenly Court Realm, couldn't help but swallow nervously and shake his head.

"The Green Blood Flying Leaf Dart struck Young Master's Dantian. Afterward, someone used insidious internal energy to further damage it, compounding the injury. Even if he recovers, his strength will only be ten to twenty percent of what it was, and he will be unable to cultivate ever again."

"Ten to twenty percent…" Ye Xian's fists clenched tightly, then slowly relaxed. He let out a long sigh, seeming to age a decade in that instant.

To be left with only ten to twenty percent of his strength and unable to cultivate again... that's no different from having his cultivation crippled!

"Impossible!" Ye Tang screamed in terror, grabbing the physician beside him.

"Doctor Chen, you're the best physician in our Ye Residence! You can definitely cure me! You must cure me, or I'll have you torn limb from limb!"

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