Opponent

Many people present thought that even if Qi Bei didn't die, he'd be half dead. But who knew that after fainting for a while, this kid would actually get up and jump around again? Except for being scorched black like charcoal, he didn't seem to have any other serious injuries.

At this moment, Qi Bei's father, Raymond Nord, and the High Priest of the temple walked over.

The High Priest came before Qi Bei, placed his hands on his head, and chanted a string of obscure magic spells. Instantly, a pale green light full of life enveloped him.

A miraculous thing happened. Large patches of Qi Bei's scorched black skin peeled off. The skin revealed underneath was surprisingly white and tender, no less so than a young maiden's.

However, originally, Qi Bei's entire body was scorched black. Although his clothes were reduced to mere scraps, it didn't seem like a big deal.

But now, with his scorched black skin turning white, the situation felt immediately different.

The change in the gazes of the many women around clearly showed this; they looked like hungry wolves, as if they wanted to devour Qi Bei, skin and bones.

"Brother Qi Bei, your skin is as good as mine now," Feng Ruoyu exclaimed from the side, reaching out a small hand to touch Qi Bei's chest.

This is indecent...

Qi Bei felt a bit embarrassed. He wasn't an exhibitionist. He immediately stripped the clothes off a nearby clan disciple to cover his exposed "spring scenery," completely unaware of the shock that flashed in the High Priest's eyes.

The most important ritual of the engagement had been completed. Qi Bei and Princess Mingyue had officially forged a marriage contract. But after Fentian's disruption, no one was in the mood, and the engagement ceremony concluded hastily.

Deep in the night, Lone Mountain.

Fentian stood on the mountaintop. The terrifying wound on his neck and face had scabbed over, but he hadn't cleaned the bloodstains on his body. He stood like a wooden post in the fierce mountain wind.

The surging humiliation burned his soul. The shameful scene repeatedly flashed before his eyes, causing his gaze to shift between madness and confusion. His face, as hideous as a ghost's, contorted to the extreme.

"Xiao Tian, you've always been very satisfactory since birth, except for one thing: your journey has been too smooth. You've never suffered grievances or setbacks. For a strong person, this is a fatal flaw."

"Grandpa, isn't it good to have things go smoothly?"

"Life is always full of twists and turns, with peaks and valleys. If a person always goes smoothly upwards and then falls one day, the pain will be greater. Smoothness can make one arrogant, while setbacks can strengthen one's will. A strong person who hasn't experienced setbacks and humiliation can be a hero for a time, but not a hero for a lifetime. Xiao Tian, remember my words. If someone humiliates you, you must never let the humiliation control you. Instead, you should control the humiliation and then repay your opponent a hundredfold."

"Oh."

For no reason, Fentian suddenly recalled a conversation he had with his grandfather two years ago.

At that time, Fentian had begun to make a name for himself on Tongtian Mountain. Coupled with his grandfather's status as an elder on Tongtian Mountain, he had become arrogant and looked down on everyone.

On that day, his grandfather suddenly sought him out and said these words. However, Fentian had heard them with one ear and let them out the other, not taking them to heart at all. The very next day, his grandfather closed his eyes forever.

This suddenly recalled conversation struck Fentian like a bolt from the blue, and he seemed to gain some understanding.

"Grandpa, I understand," Fentian's contorted face slowly calmed down, though the wound on his face remained hideous.

"Qi Bei Nord, today's humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold in the future. My heart's rage is hard to quell, simply because I treated you as an ant. But now, I regard you as an opponent." Fentian roared at the sky, speaking each word coldly. At this moment, he seemed reborn.

Meanwhile, Qi Bei lay on the bed, his upper body bare. Phantom's boneless hands were massaging him. He had no idea that the sword he wielded hadn't destroyed Fentian, but had instead forged his willpower through fire and rebirth.

However, Qi Bei, being carefree and thoughtless, wouldn't think that much. To him, the moment Fentian caused a scene, the two had become mortal enemies. Since they were enemies, he wouldn't care about Fentian's identity. Since he dared to make a move, he wouldn't hold back due to his status.

"Ooh, ah, so comfortable. A little to the left, yes, press harder. This young master can take it," Qi Bei groaned comfortably.

Phantom's pretty face turned red, and she couldn't help but punch him. "Young Master, can't you just shut up?"

"Phantom, you're so heartless. My body is still injured," Qi Bei said resentfully.

"Injured? Young Master, go look in the mirror. You don't have a single mole on your entire body," Phantom retorted speechlessly.

Qi Bei flipped over and grabbed Phantom's small hand, pressing it against his chest. "My heart is injured, of course, it's not visible on the outside."

"Young Master..." Phantom looked shy.

"Hmm?" Qi Bei's other large hand stealthily reached towards Phantom's shapely backside.

"Young Master's skin is so tender now. When I touch it, it feels like I'm touching a woman," Phantom said, lowering her head, but a hint of cunning flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Qi Bei's lecherous hand paused. His hands fell limp, and he lay spread-eagled on the bed. His heart was truly injured...

I need to get some sun. Tomorrow I'm going for a [*] sunbath. Damn it, this is too demoralizing, Qi Bei wailed inwardly.

Just then, Vajra pushed the door open and boomed, "Fifth Young Master, someone from the Patriarch's side has come with a message, telling you to go to the clan ancestral hall immediately."

Now? Qi Bei sat up, a wave of confusion rising in his heart. It was already late at night; what urgent matter did the old man have that required him to go now?

Qi Bei put on his clothes and headed to the clan ancestral hall.

Outside the entrance of the clan ancestral hall, guards were stationed strictly.

Seeing this formation, Qi Bei's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that after beating the junior, the elder has come? Is someone from Tongtian Mountain here to back that kid up? Do they have no shame? A dignified King Grade Lightning Mage was injured by this intermediate warrior, this young master, and they still have the nerve to find a backer!

Upon entering the clan ancestral hall, Qi Bei found only the Patriarch Kodi Nord, his father Raymond Nord, and his elder brother Huai'an Nord inside. All three of them wore serious expressions.

"Qi Bei, come and pay respects to the ancestors," Kodi Nord said in a hoarse voice.

Qi Bei responded and knelt before the ancestral tablets, respectfully performing the ritual.

After paying respects to the ancestors, Kodi Nord took out a small black box and handed it to Qi Bei. "This contains your enfeoffment document. You will depart immediately for West Spirit City."

"What?" Qi Bei's mouth fell open. He was being asked to leave in the middle of the night.

Kodi Nord ignored Qi Bei and called out, "Little Nine, Thirteen, come out."

Two figures, completely shrouded in black robes, appeared before Kodi Nord like ghosts and respectfully said, "Greetings, Master."

"I am no longer your master. Qi Bei Nord is. You will follow him," Kodi Nord said.