Crack!
The crisp sound rang across the entire scene. Xu Yuan stepped forward with his staff, effortlessly smashing the seemingly formidable ice phoenix to pieces.
The frigid energy within the spell erupted, instantly coating everything within thirty feet in frost. The Qin Family members nearby hurriedly retreated farther away, while Xu Yuan stood calmly in the center of the field, still holding Qin Yufeng's flying sword captive in his hand.
"Interesting."
With a smile, Xu Yuan put away his spirit weapon and looked at the stunned Qin Yufeng. "Does Fellow Daoist have any other spells to demonstrate here?"
Standing frozen in place, her face flushed crimson, Qin Yufeng truly wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
She had been the one to pick the fight. She had been the one to declare they would determine who was superior. Yet after truly exchanging blows, she discovered that even after exerting her full strength, the other party had merely dirtied the corner of his robes.
"N-No more. Immortal Elder has won this round. Yufeng was disrespectful just now. If Immortal Elder has any anger, please vent it upon Yufeng."
Xu Yuan: "..."
Why did that sound so strange? And looking again at the shy, bashful flush on the young woman's face before him... hmm, perhaps he was the one whose thoughts had gone astray.
"Cultivators sparring with one another—victory and defeat are both commonplace. Why speak of punishment?"
He lightly put the matter aside. Yet he did not know whether it was merely his imagination, but Xu Yuan felt that a trace of... disappointment seemed to flash through Qin Yufeng's eyes.
With matters having reached this point, the two family heads hurried forward as well. While apologizing, they each pressed a round treasure into Xu Yuan's