Shen Xing's Little Schemes

"Do you think this kid might have some powerful force backing him? Or perhaps a master whose cultivation reaches the heavens?"

As Taiyuan grew fiercer with every battle, the Spirit Transformation True Persons watching below could not help but show concern.

Taiyuan was this formidable—how could the master he spoke of possibly be an ordinary person?

"Hmph, his master is at most a Spirit Transformation True Person. And if he has a force behind him, it is probably no stronger than our Sacred Blade Sect."

"If his master were truly powerful, if the force behind him were truly powerful, why would he have come alone to steal a bride?"

"That makes sense."

Hearing this, the others nodded one after another.

At the very back, An Yuan anxiously tugged at her father's arm.

"Father, can you save him?"

"He's that wild brat you told me about?"

Seeing his daughter so anxious, An Ye felt deeply uncomfortable. So this wild brat had stolen his daughter's heart?

"Father..."

"Fine, fine. When it comes down to the final moment, I'll step in and save him."

An Ye sighed at the pleading look in his daughter's eyes. In the end, his heart softened.

"This wild brat is quite strong. Those arrogant youngsters can't even withstand a single move before him."

As figures began falling from the sky with greater and greater frequency, An Ye's eyes gradually lit up.

This was a peerless prodigy.

Who would have thought his daughter would encounter such a peerless prodigy?

"Hahaha! A bunch of trash. Boring, boring—no matter how many come, there still won't be enough to kill."

As Taiyuan's final sword fell, he burst into laughter. Then three Nascent Soul Realm disciples plunged downward, their bodies smashing heavily onto the cliffs below.

The mountain cliffs beneath were already densely