Fame, First Battle

"Hey, Uncle Pi, you might be bringing the Mite'er Family a big deal! Someone seems ready to buy the whole lot!" Nalan Chaoge said provocatively.

"Hehe, then thank you for your kind words, Young Master Nalan. If Young Master Mu needs anything..."

"Scram! Didn't I say I was just asking?!" Mu Lu roared, his expression awkward.

"Could it be that you don't have any money? Isn't the Mu Family quite wealthy?"

"Young Master, perhaps it's just that the Mu Family's trash has no money!" Guo'er added, getting revenge for Mu Lu's earlier mockery of Nalan Chaoge as trash.

"You fucking want to die?"

Mu Lu did not dare do anything to Nalan Chaoge, nor could he do anything to Pigu. But dealing with a mere maid from the Nalan Family was well within his ability.

A fierce gust swept past as Mu Lu viciously threw a punch at Guo'er.

With Eight Duan Dou Qi added to that fist, Guo'er would likely be finished if it landed.

Nalan Chaoge took a light step forward and pulled Guo'er back into his arms before Mu Lu could reach her.

"Someone, cripple this beast for me! He dared lay hands on someone from my Nalan Family! Don't spare him for my grandfather's sake—I want to beat him until even his parents can't recognize him!" Nalan Chaoge shielded Guo'er with one arm, then turned and called out to the four Da Dou Shi not far away.

The years of endurance had taught Nalan Chaoge that there was no such thing as mercy here. Being cruel to one's enemies was kindness to oneself.

Nalan Chaoge had enforcers, and Mu Lu was no pushover either. With a wave of his hand, several Da Dou Shi sprang out from behind him as well.

The situation instantly began to spiral out of control.

The guards from both sides shielded their respective young masters, and the two groups stood at sword's point.

"What are you standing around for? Hit them!" Nalan Chaoge was truly furious. If he had been even a step slower, Guo'er would have been in grave danger.

"Oh my, who do we have here? Isn't this little brother Chaoge of the Nalan Family? What wind blew you here?"

A fragrant breeze brushed against his face, and Nalan Chaoge froze.

He subconsciously looked up, and what entered his sight was a pair of balls.

Er, more accurately, a pair of enormous R-balls. And they moved.

The tight, narrow robe seemed barely able to contain those R-balls, as though they were about to break free in pursuit of liberty.

Her waist was slender, her hair neatly pinned atop her head, revealing a long, graceful neck.

There was not a single ornament around her neck. Only someone utterly confident in her skin would dare dress like that.

She moved with lotus steps, her fragrance drifting through the air.

For a moment, everyone seemed to have forgotten their masters' orders.

So this is the legendary Ya Fei?

That was the thought that arose in Nalan Chaoge's mind after just one glance.

"Hello, Sister!"

Since Ya Fei had greeted him, Nalan Chaoge naturally had to play along. This was her territory, after all. Still, he did not understand why Ya Fei was deliberately acting close to him. Main-character aura? I don't have that yet, do I?

Suddenly, inspiration struck Nalan Chaoge.

It was because of his sister.

The title of the Three Beauties of the Holy City!

"Oh, my dear little brother, why did you come to your sister's place without telling her? If Yanran comes back and finds out, I won't be able to bear the responsibility!" Ya Fei took Nalan Chaoge's hand and said intimately.

No one knew what Ya Fei meant by Yanran finding out when she returned—what exactly was she supposed to find out?

Perhaps that was simply the way merchants spoke.

"Young Master Mu, how about having a drink together when you have time? I recently acquired some top-grade Agave!"

Having just soothed Nalan Chaoge, Ya Fei immediately turned and switched to Mu Lu's side.

"Sister-in-law, please spare me. If my brother finds out I drank with you, won't he skin me alive?" Mu Lu chuckled, though his gaze never left Ya Fei's chest.

"Mu Lu, how many times have I told you? There is nothing between Mu Zhan and me. If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!" Ya Fei's expression changed. That "Sister-in-law" clearly made her uncomfortable.

"Fine, fine. Sister Ya Fei, I won't waste words with you. Move aside. Today, I'm going to properly teach this ignorant piece of trash a lesson!" Mu Lu did not dare provoke Ya Fei, but his eyes viciously fixed on Nalan Chaoge again, briefly flicking toward Guo'er in Nalan Chaoge's arms.

Mu Lu could not help gritting his teeth in resentment. Why had he never encountered such a stunning maid?

"Fine. I can't stop you if you want to fight, as long as you don't do it inside my Auction House!" Ya Fei's tone did not yield in the slightest.

The Mite'er Family was known as the wealthiest family in the Jia Ma Empire. Other than the Jia Ma Imperial Family and the Misty Cloud Sect, they truly looked down on no one.

"Fine, Sister Ya Fei, we won't make things difficult for you. You little bastard, do you dare fight me one-on-one?" Mu Lu was determined to teach Nalan Chaoge a lesson today.

That was exactly what Nalan Chaoge wanted.

Ever since obtaining the system, he had felt like he was walking at night in splendid clothes, always wanting to find someone to show off to. But no one in the Nalan Family had offended him.

Perfect. He could use this idiot to test his skills. It could also count as his battle to make a name for himself.

Guo'er grabbed Nalan Chaoge's hand and gently shook her head at him.

Nalan Chaoge had only resumed cultivation for one month. Even if he was a genius, he could never be Mu Lu's match.

Mu Lu had cultivated for so many years. Besides, Mu Lu was a genius—a genuine Eight Duan Dou Qi cultivator.

"What, are you scared? Trash really is trash. The Nalan Family's men are trash, and its women married trash!" Mu Lu's words immediately drew a burst of laughter.

They were referring to the marriage between Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan.

"You... you... I'm going to kill you!" Nalan Chaoge put on an enraged expression, his face flushed red.

However, when Ya Fei saw Nalan Chaoge's expression, her eyes instantly narrowed into slits.

What is this fellow trying to do?

He had deliberately provoked Mu Lu, then pretended to be enraged by Mu Lu.

At first, it looked like Mu Lu was picking a fight, but in the end, this fellow had practically been guiding the entire exchange.

Ya Fei also knew that Nalan Chaoge was supposedly trash. Could this fellow have broken through to Eight Duan Dou Qi within a month?

Hehe, that was truly the greatest joke in the world.

She had never heard of anyone breaking through Eight Duan Dou Qi in a single month.

If that was not the case, where did his confidence come from?

"Fine! You're a man. How about we have a match? If you lose, crawl through here, and I'll spare your life!" Mu Lu raised his right leg and pointed at his crotch. "But that little maid of yours will belong to me. I happen to need someone to warm my bed!"

"You..." Nalan Chaoge turned to glance at Guo'er, then gently squeezed her hand. "No. I can't decide someone else's fate. But if I lose, you can do whatever you want with me. Kill me or flay me, it's up to you. But what if you lose?"

"Kill me or flay me, it'll be up to you! Hahahaha..." Mu Lu's words were filled with absolute confidence, immediately drawing laughter from the people around him.

"Fine, it's a deal! Sister Ya Fei, could I trouble you for a favor? May I borrow some paper and a pen from your Auction House?" Nalan Chaoge turned around and dragged Ya Fei into it.

Seeing Nalan Chaoge's serious expression, everyone froze. The guards protecting Nalan Chaoge also began trying to dissuade him.

"Young Master, you mustn't!"

"Young Master, absolutely not!"

"Young Master, a gentleman's revenge is never too late. You've only cultivated for one month..."