Chen Jianjun Meets Qian Daoliu, "Qian Daoliu, I also wish to learn from your renowned swordsmanship."

"In such a rush?"

Beside Qian Daoliu, Chen Jianjun's figure appeared out of nowhere. A round table stood between them, and the two sat almost face-to-face.

"I've simply never attended a Matchmaking Assembly before, so I've come to see what it's like."

Qian Daoliu replied casually, his gaze shifting toward Chen Jianjun. "After all, I have descendants to look after. Perhaps one day, I might need something like this myself."

In Qian Daoliu's estimation, Qian Xunji ought to produce a son eventually; after all, his Qian family truly had a 'throne' to inherit.

Of course.

If Qian Xunji proved incapable, then Qian Renxue certainly could not be married off. Perhaps, when that time came, they would indeed need to borrow the format of this Matchmaking Assembly.

"I actually thought you were feeling a bit impatient."

Chen Jianjun smiled faintly, his eyes brimming with a fierce fighting spirit. "There are still ten days left until the month we agreed upon."

"You go about your business, and I'll watch mine."

Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged. "It won't interfere."

"Do you really think this event can continue if we don't leave?"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow slightly. He looked around and felt the atmosphere was indeed stiflingly heavy. Seeming to realize something, he nodded in sudden enlightenment. "You have a point."

"Then, shall we move it up?"

"That is exactly my intention!"

"I, too, wish to experience your swordsmanship."

"Please!"

The two rose almost simultaneously, then leaped into the air, heading toward a mountain peak off to the side.

It is worth mentioning.

Qian Daoliu transformed into a streak of golden light, while Chen Jianjun flew with his hands clasped behind his back, riding his sword.

The two moved with such speed that, in just a few seconds, they had vanished from the sight of the many soul masters in the arena.

"Whew!"

Someone let out a long, ragged breath, only then realizing that the undergarment on their back was soaked through.

"So they came to duel, not to wreck the place?"

"Isn't that obvious! If they were here to wreck the place, they would have started fighting immediately, rather than waiting for Chen Jianjun to arrive."

"Why didn't you say that earlier? And what's with your hand shaking?"

"I... I was just a bit too excited, wasn't I?"

"Is that what you call excitement? I can't even be bothered to call your bluff!"

The soul masters in the back rows whispered to one another, their voices still very low, but at least they dared to speak now.

The older generation of soul masters in the front rows wore complex expressions; some wiped cold sweat from their foreheads, while others narrowed their eyes, lost in thought as they gazed in the direction where the two had disappeared.

"It seems it is a duel."

Chen Jianjun's words were brief and to the point.

Chen Fan nodded slightly, his heart feeling a little more at ease.

Fortunately.

Over this period, he had pushed Chen Jianjun to the level of a Peerless Douluo at the peak of rank ninety-nine. Now that he had stabilized for a time, Chen Jianjun should have fully adapted to his own strength.

Even though they say this Qian Daoliu is a moral paragon of the Douluo world, in a head-to-head confrontation, if he sees an opportunity to kill, he will absolutely not show mercy!

If today, my uncle were only rank ninety-eight or at the peak of ninety-eight, Qian Daoliu would never have held back if he were certain of a kill!

A challenge determines not only victory or defeat, but also life and death!

Otherwise, how could Chen Jianjun have died when he challenged Qian Daoliu in the original story?

And how could Chen Xin have referred to 'Qian Daoliu' as the number one executioner of Martial Soul Hall?

Being a moral paragon does not mean he does not take lives; it simply means his methods appear more moral compared to others.

The Ultimate Frost and the evolved Nine Kill Sword... they should be able to contend with Qian Daoliu's Six-Winged Angel.

As long as he doesn't use his divine authority as a sacrificial vessel!

Thinking this, Chen Fan withdrew his gaze and looked toward the First Elder. "What are you standing there for? Announce the start!"

"Yes, yes, Sect Master!"

The First Elder finally snapped out of his shock, swallowed hard, and tried his best to steady his voice. "I, I will... announce the start now!"

He turned around, took a deep breath, and shouted toward the stage, "Distinguished guests, thank you for waiting!"

"The small interlude just now will not hinder the normal proceedings of this Matchmaking Assembly."

"The rules are exactly as advertised!"

"Any woman who is at least sixteen but under thirty, of average appearance, and participating voluntarily may come forward in turn to present herself."

He paused, then added, "Rest assured, everyone. The Sect Master only considers talent and the grade of one's Martial Soul; he does not inquire about one's background."

As these words fell, the atmosphere below the stage, which had been somewhat unsettled, finally began to relax.

The dignitaries who had brought their daughters to participate in the selection exchanged glances. After hesitating for a moment, they finally gritted their teeth and began to arrange for their girls to step forward one by one.

After seeing Chen Jianjun depart, apart from the First Elder of the Seven Kill Sect who was presiding over the main stage, the remaining seventeen elders of the Seven Kill Sect began to maintain order and guide the displays. Naturally, there was also a preliminary screening process, with those eliminated in the first round being directed toward Chen Fan.

Should Chen Fan have any objections, he could directly request that a person be kept.

As for Chen Xin, he stood behind Chen Fan, never moving more than half a step away.

"Cousin."

"Hmm?"

Chen Xin paused slightly and looked up at Chen Fan, who continued, "Cousin, you must choose the right time to use that Douluo Pill and Super Douluo Pill; do not waste them."

"You must maximize their benefits."

"Both of these pills can only be consumed once in a lifetime."

This was the fundamental reason why Chen Fan had not allowed Chen Xin to take the pills for so long, keeping him at level ninety-two instead.

"I know."

"With Uncle here now, you should naturally cultivate and increase your Soul Power Level."

After a brief pause, Chen Fan, multitasking while keeping his eyes on the front, said, "There is no need to be too anxious. It will be most cost-effective to wait a few more years to settle, then consume the Douluo Pill once you break through to the peak of level ninety-six or level ninety-seven."

"As for the Super Douluo Pill..."

He paused, "That is for use between level ninety-six and level ninety-nine. You cannot use it now, so save it for later."

"Understood."

Originally, that Super Douluo Pill had been reserved for Chen Jianjun.

Because Chen Fan was not certain whether the Evolution Device could allow Chen Jianjun to step into the peak of level ninety-nine.

At the time, he did not know if Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu had left, nor could he be sure if the two had ever been to Sea God Island. Therefore, just in case, he had to pour all available resources into Chen Jianjun; only with a powerful backing could one possess freedom.

Otherwise, once Chen Jianjun's protection was gone, Chen Fan would very likely be captured and used as a stud, reduced to a mere tool.

But now, having given the Douluo Pill and the Super Douluo Pill to Chen Xin.

In Chen Fan's System Space, there remained only one Red God-Bestowed Spirit Ring and ten Black God-Bestowed Spirit Rings.

"I will use them at the appropriate time," Chen Xin said.

"Very well."

Chen Fan nodded and said no more, his gaze returning to the stage below.

The women participating in the bride-seeking event continued to step forward one by one to display their Martial Souls, among whom there were quite a few with decent talent.

However, for the vast majority, their soul power fluctuations were somewhat unstable. Clearly, these types of soul masters were similar to those in the Sun Moon Empire of the second era, having been forcibly pushed up using various drugs or secret techniques.

Below the stage, amidst the crowd.

Tang Wei's expression was somewhat unsightly. Beside him, the Sixteenth Elder transmitted his voice in a low tone, "First Elder, what should we do now?"