Aftermath

The battle ended, but the aftershocks continued.

The clash between two prodigies was like the collision of two meteors, truly a spectacular sight that set people's blood boiling.

Anyone with eyes could see that Fan Lang had completely gained the upper hand. Without sustaining even a scratch, he forcefully defeated Murong Bai. The skills he used in the battle were more formidable than the last.

The only one who can defeat a genius is an even more monstrous genius.

Countless eyes converged on Fan Lang, because they could no longer see Murong Bai, who was lying on the ground.

After a brief moment of silence, a clamorous wave of voices erupted, with people expressing their opinions in a chaotic manner.

"Strong, too strong! This isn't just Mystic Spirit, he's practically a Mystic Ancestor!"

"The dignified Murong Bai was defeated so miserably, beaten without any ability to fight back."

"Wind Cloud City has gained a prodigy."

The men were mostly in awe, but the fangirls who were infatuated with Murong Bai did not share this sentiment.

"Murong Bai is injured, hurry and save him!"

"He actually hurt my Bai Ge, what a bad person!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to avenge Murong Bai."

"Wuwu, I'm going to commit suicide for Murong Bai. Murong Bai, wait for me on the Road to the Yellow Springs, let's go together."

The thought processes of these fangirls were simply beyond ordinary people.

However, some women had an affair on the spot, taking a fancy to Fan Lang as the victor. After all, Fan Lang was not bad-looking, had an air of arrogance, and his talent was astonishing, making him very attractive to women.

When one prospers, all prosper. The City Lord's Mansion was the happiest faction for Fan Lang's victory.

In the City Lord's Mansion area, Luo Jiuxiao stood up abruptly, laughing heartily. Fan Lang had brought glory to the City Lord's Mansion this time, severely damaging the spirit of the other factions. As a result, the City Lord's Mansion's reputation would greatly increase in the near future, and its position would become more stable.

However, Luo Jiuxiao also felt a trace of worry. Fan Lang was progressing rapidly and was definitely not something that could be contained. Before long, even he, a Mystic Ancestor, might not be able to defeat Fan Lang.

How could someone like this be content to stay in the City Lord's Mansion?

"The City Lord's Mansion is just a low-grade power. A prodigy like Fan Lang should develop in a mid-grade or high-grade power. It's really a waste of his talent to be stuck in the City Lord's Mansion. I hope that after he becomes successful in the future, he won't forget the City Lord's Mansion's cultivation of him," Luo Jiuxiao thought to himself.

Beside him, Luo Hongyan's beautiful face showed some emotion. Her beautiful eyes were wide open, and her gaze was fixed on the proud figure on the arena.

The strength that Fan Lang showed on the arena today far exceeded the level he had displayed when sparring with her that day.

As the daughter of the City Lord's Mansion, she had come into contact with many geniuses, but compared to Fan Lang, all those geniuses would pale in comparison.

Such strength, such talent, moved her, and her heart beat faster than usual when she looked at Fan Lang.

"His strength is formidable, his talent is outstanding, and his future is limitless. Isn't this the kind of man I've always wanted to marry?"

Luo Hongyan's heart fluttered.

Further away, Monkey was cheering for Fan Lang, shouting until he was hoarse.

"Lang Ge is invincible! Lang Ge, you're really my own brother! Ahhh! I'm so happy!" Monkey was so excited that he was beside himself, even more excited than Fan Lang.

Some were happy, and some were sad.

In the Silver Moon Merchant Guild area, Yue Yifei wore a wry smile. Leaving aside Fan Lang, even Murong Bai, who had lost, was better than him. His timely admission of defeat was a wise move; even if he had gone on stage, he wouldn't have been a match at all.

"Sigh, how exactly do these guys cultivate? They're simply not human."

Yue Yifei shook his head.

On the Murong Family's side, seeing their Clan Leader fall on the arena, everyone was greatly alarmed. Immediately, someone rushed onto the arena to rescue Murong Bai. Fortunately, Murong Bai's life wasn't in danger.

The Murong Family members hurriedly left with the injured Murong Bai. Among them, two Elders took a deep look at Fan Lang as they left. They were naturally unhappy that the Clan Leader of the Murong Family had been beaten like this.

This was a fair martial arts competition, and they had to accept the loss. The Murong Family didn't express anything further, and they left in disgrace with the unconscious Murong Bai.

Afterward, Luo Jiuxiao leaped and jumped to Fan Lang's side, patted Fan Lang's shoulder, and praised, "Beautiful win! Today, you've really stolen the spotlight and brought glory to the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Spare me the praise. My ears are prone to getting calluses," Fan Lang said with a smile.

"That's true. You've heard a lot of praise. Those are all empty words; rewards are what's real. All the prizes bet by the seven parties are yours. These things are quite valuable. As for the Ice Fire Pool, just say the word whenever you want to go, and I'll arrange it for you immediately."

"Well, I'll have to trouble the City Lord then."

Fan Lang had made a great profit in this battle. Both the wealth and the opportunity to enter the Ice Fire Pool were tremendous benefits.

He definitely wouldn't be able to use a lot of those riches, but he could exchange them for money, and money is always useful. Don't think that Fan Lang doesn't lack money now, but he knows in his heart that there will be many places to spend money in the future, and no amount of money will be enough.

The Wind Cloud Genius Battle came to an end.

Luo Jiuxiao gave an opening speech before, and now he gave a closing speech, all of which were platitudes.

The various groups left or dispersed.

After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Luo Jiuxiao immediately handed over the seven prizes to Fan Lang. Each one was worth more than thirty thousand taels of silver, including cards, equipment, Secret Manuals, and gold and silver. The star ratings were all between four and five stars.

Fan Lang didn't stand on ceremony and accepted them all with a smile.

The City Lord's Mansion held a celebration banquet that day, and everyone was jubilant.

Fan Lang was the main character of the celebration banquet. Countless people toasted him and congratulated him. He didn't refuse anyone and accepted them all, drinking several pots of wine and getting seven or eight parts drunk.

During the banquet, Luo Hongyan took the initiative to toast Fan Lang, which was an unprecedented event.

Luo Jiuxiao saw this scene and stroked his small mustache, a playful look in his smile.

On the same day, Yue Dangkong, the Guild Master of the Silver Moon Merchant Guild, came to visit the Murong Family, ostensibly to see the injured Murong Bai.

The Murong Family had a large estate and many healing medicines. In addition, with famous doctors providing treatment, Murong Bai's injuries had stabilized, and he had long since woken up, but his face was still pale.

After meeting, Yue Dangkong said a few words of condolence. Murong Bai was cold in nature and only responded casually.

No one visits a temple without a reason. Yue Dangkong didn't come here just to say these meaningless words.

Yue Dangkong waved his hand, dismissing the people he had brought with him, and made it clear that he wanted to talk to Murong Bai alone.

Murong Bai's eyes flickered slightly, and he also waved his hand, sending his own people away.

Only the heads of the two forces were left in the room.

"If you have something to say, you can say it directly now," Murong Bai said.

"Murong Clan Leader is straightforward, so I won't beat around the bush. I'm considering leading the Silver Moon Merchant Guild to join the City Lord's Mansion. I wonder what Murong Clan Leader thinks about this?" Yue Dangkong said with a smile.