"You killed Li Yunfei?"
Shen Qianxun and Shen Wan were both utterly stunned.
"That's right! I ran into Li Yunfei in the Great Wilderness Mountains. He wanted to kill me, so I slaughtered him while I was at it!"
Ning Chuan nodded as he spoke.
"You really..."
Shen Wan hesitated. She had wanted to say that Ning Chuan had brought a terrible disaster upon them, but hadn't Li Yunfei's death also given the Shen family an opportunity?
"With Li Yunfei dead, we have a chance of winning the Spirit-Seizing Battle! Both we and the Li Family have two Spirit Sea Realm cultivators. As long as Ning Chuan can hold Li Chengliang back, I'll find a way to defeat Li Zhenfei, and we can win!"
Shen Qianxun rose, her beautiful eyes shimmering with excitement, and took a deep breath as she spoke.
"But Li Chengliang is at the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm. Ning Chuan..."
Shen Wan spoke with a bitter smile.
After all, there was a gap of three minor levels between them. Asking Ning Chuan to hold Li Chengliang back was still rather too much.
"Ning Chuan, what do you think?"
Shen Qianxun looked at Ning Chuan and asked with some concern.
"Relax. There's nothing to worry about. Leave Li Chengliang to me!"
Ning Chuan replied with a calm smile.
A brilliant, razor-sharp gleam shone in his eyes. His sights were set on more than Li Chengliang, who was at the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm. That Black Tortoise Academy disciple, the Li Family's Eldest Young Master, Li Zhenfei, was his true target!
"I'll deal with Li Zhenfei as quickly as possible, then come help you!"
Shen Qianxun took a deep breath as she spoke.
The outcome of the Spirit-Seizing Battle hinged on this single effort!
Over the next two days, Ning Chuan went nowhere, remaining in his little courtyard to cultivate.
Shen Qianxun even sent Ning Chuan over a hundred spirit stones and some pills, hoping that his cultivation could advance further.
Although Ning Chuan cultivated extremely quickly with the Chaos Gods and Devils Art, two days were still not enough for him to make another breakthrough.
Ning Chuan devoted all his energy to practicing martial techniques.
Not only did he master Hurricane, the second stage of the Great Wind Thunder Palm, but he also mastered a Demonic Secret Art. Combined with his powerful physique, it could unleash terrifying combat power.
With the Demon Emperor Asura's cultivation experience and his own naturally powerful mental strength, Ning Chuan progressed a thousand miles a day in his martial techniques, encountering no bottlenecks.
Soon, two days had passed.
The central square of Flame Dragon City.
An enormous fighting platform stood there, exuding an ancient, weathered aura. There were even dark brown bloodstains on its surface, making it all the more extraordinary.
Today was the Spirit-Seizing Battle between the Shen family and the Li Family, so a large crowd had gathered in the central square, every face filled with anticipation.
"Who do you think will win today's Spirit-Seizing Battle?"
"Originally, the Shen family had the better odds. After all, they have Shen Qianxun, a Martial Dao prodigy and the greatest beauty in Flame Dragon City! But I heard that the Li Family's Eldest Young Master, Li Zhenfei, returned from the Capital City yesterday!"
"Li Zhenfei? Hiss! The same Li Zhenfei who became a disciple of Black Tortoise Academy three years ago? I heard he's incredibly gifted and has extraordinary combat power. In that case, the Shen family is probably in danger!"
"Exactly! Black Tortoise Academy disciples are all heaven's chosen. Sweeping through the Shen family would be child's play. I'm afraid the Shen family will only be sewing a wedding dress for the Li Family in this Spirit-Seizing Battle!"
"What a shame! I was really hoping Shen Qianxun would win. Is my goddess going to fall at Li Zhenfei's hands today?"
"It's all that useless Ning Chuan's fault for dragging Shen Qianxun down. Otherwise, with her talent, she could have become a disciple of Black Tortoise Academy too!"
All around the platform, the crowd buzzed with discussion.
By now, both the Shen family and the Li Family had arrived before the platform, seated in two sharply separated groups.
Shen Qianxun led the Shen family. Beside her were Ning Chuan, Shen Wan, Shen Qingqing, and the others, along with a host of Shen family elders and disciples.
Dressed in white, Shen Qianxun had snow-white skin and an exquisitely beautiful face. Her bearing was cool as the moon, ethereal and beyond the mundane, drawing many people's attention.
Of course, Ning Chuan, who stood beside Shen Qianxun, also drew many gazes, but most were filled with mockery and contempt.
How could a useless live-in son-in-law with every meridian in his body severed possibly deserve Shen Qianxun?
The Li Family's side was led by their patriarch, Li Yan. The many Li Family elders and disciples all possessed extraordinary auras and cold expressions.
Most notably, two young men with exceptional auras sat beside Li Yan.
One wore black robes and had handsome features, but his gaze was icy and his aura fiercely sharp. He was none other than the Li Family's Eldest Young Master, Li Zhenfei!
The other young man wore brocade robes and held a folding fan. His features were delicate, a faint smile rested on his lips, and he carried himself with aloof arrogance.
Clearly, his background was no ordinary one. Even Li Yan and Li Zhenfei treated him with considerable respect.
"Who would have thought that tiny Flame Dragon City would have such a peerless beauty? Junior Brother Li, you really haven't been much of a friend!"
The young man in brocade waved his folding fan, his gaze settling on Shen Qianxun with burning desire.
"If you like her, Senior Brother Chen, I'll offer her to you once I've destroyed the Shen family!"
Li Zhenfei spoke coldly, a trace of icy killing intent in his eyes.
"Hahaha... splendid, splendid! For this Shen Qianxun to marry that useless fool from the Ning family is truly a fresh flower planted in cow dung. Let me lavish my affection on her in that useless Ning Chuan's place!"
The young man in brocade laughed heartily, his gaze falling on Ning Chuan, filled with mockery.
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