The onlookers watching the battle were all dumbfounded by the ambiguous scene before them.
The Misty Cloud Sect's proud daughter of heaven had been defeated by a newly arrived disciple, which was already shocking.
Even more speechless was the suggestive position of Chen Xuan sitting astride Nalan Yanran's waist, leaving much to the imagination.
The men looked on with envy, jealousy, and hatred, wishing they could become Chen Xuan and sit astride Nalan Yanran's waist themselves.
Such an ambiguous posture was the stuff of countless men's daydreams, day and night.
"Dammit, that beast actually did something so indecent to the goddess. It's unforgivable!"
"The flawless goddess in my heart is being treated like this. I really want to teach him a lesson."
"Get real. Do you dare lay a hand on him? I want to smack him too, but I don't have the strength."
"Hehe, even if we don't dare touch him, someone won't let him off. After all, Nalan Yanran has quite a few admirers."
"That's right, quite a few people in the sect admire Nalan Yanran, and some of them have rather extraordinary backgrounds."
The crowd around them erupted into discussion.
Watching the two in such an ambiguous position, many people wore strange expressions.
Some even revealed looks of gloating.
Although the men wanted to subdue Nalan Yanran just as Chen Xuan had, they lacked the courage.
After all, Nalan Yanran had many pursuers within the sect, and none of them were ordinary people.
What happened today would certainly spread wildly through the sect.
Once those pursuers heard about it, Chen Xuan would surely face endless trouble.
Nalan Yanran swore that if she got the chance, she would give Chen Xuan a vicious lesson.
Being treated like this today made her feel utterly humiliated.
Normally proud and arrogant, she had been pinned to the ground and spanked. Naturally, she was far from pleased.
To escape Chen Xuan's demonic clutches, she could only admit defeat as quickly as possible.
"I lost," Nalan Yanran said through gritted teeth.
If she did not concede soon, she had no idea what outrageous thing that bastard Chen Xuan might do next.
She had truly fallen hard today.
At the thought of the promise she had to fulfill after losing, she felt the urge to cry.
That was her first kiss, yet it was going to be wasted on that shameless bastard.
"The duel is over. Chen Xuan wins."
The elder supervising the duel immediately announced the result.
A punchable grin spread across Chen Xuan's face. He got off Nalan Yanran and stood to one side, waiting.
Nalan Yanran stared fixedly at Chen Xuan, fury blazing in her eyes. She wished she could drink his blood to vent her hatred.
If looks could kill, Chen Xuan would have been sliced into a thousand pieces already.
"Senior Sister, don't look at me with such a scary gaze," Chen Xuan said weakly, putting on a frightened expression. "I'm scared. I might not even dare let you kiss me later."
"Bastard! Shameless pervert!" Nalan Yanran said hatefully at the sight of his obnoxious expression.
She was absolutely furious.
"Senior Sister, I'll give you a chance to molest me," Chen Xuan said with a wink. Pointing at his cheek, he grinned. "Come on, kiss me right here."
They had agreed beforehand that if Nalan Yanran lost, she would kiss Chen Xuan in public and pay ten thousand Gold Coins.
Now that she had lost, she had to fulfill her earlier promise.
After all, word of this matter had already spread through the sect.
Even if Nalan Yanran wanted to go back on her word, she could not.
Given her status, if she reneged, people would criticize her behind her back.
Seeing Chen Xuan's smug face, Nalan Yanran wanted nothing more than to rush over and slap his face to pieces.
"There's no justice! Chen Xuan, you bastard! You can't defile my goddess!"
"Anyone forming a group? I want to kill that bastard!"
"Count me in. I want to smack the hell out of him too."
"Oh, please. All you can do is talk."
Nalan Yanran was about to kiss Chen Xuan in public, filling the men with grief and indignation.
The goddess in their hearts was about to be defiled by a shameless bastard.
If they could, they truly wanted to beat Chen Xuan until he shit himself.
"That bastard." Mo Li's eyes flickered with envy and hatred.
The hatred in his heart for Chen Xuan deepened further.
But for now, he could only bury that hatred deep inside.
Chen Xuan had displayed monstrous cultivation talent, so the sect would surely value him even more.
In less than three days, he had cultivated the high-tier Yellow-rank combat technique, Overlord Tiger's Furious Aura Fist, to the third level.
Who else could accomplish such a thing?
Only a freak like Chen Xuan could do it.
"Senior Sister, you're not going to go back on your word, are you?" Chen Xuan looked at Nalan Yanran, raising his brows.
Nalan Yanran shot that bastard Chen Xuan a fierce glare and said coldly, "I, Nalan Yanran, keep my word. I will never go back on it."
With that, she walked toward Chen Xuan.
It was only a kiss, wasn't it?
It was not as if she were losing her virginity. At worst, she could wash her mouth a few more times.
Chen Xuan stood where he was, quietly waiting for Nalan Yanran's soft, fragrant lips.
Once she drew close, Nalan Yanran brought her lips toward Chen Xuan's cheek.
Seeing this, the hearts of the surrounding men nearly shattered.
Just then, Chen Xuan suddenly turned his head.
The instant he turned, their lips collided.
Smack.
Their lips made intimate contact.
Everyone who saw the scene was dumbfounded.
Nalan Yanran's eyes widened, her expression slightly vacant as she seemed frozen in place.
Chen Xuan's move had caught her completely off guard, and she could not react in time.
She knew Chen Xuan was shameless, but she had never expected that bastard to be this shameless.
Although she was supposed to lose her first kiss, it was not supposed to be lip-to-lip.
"Shameless pervert! I'll kill you!" Nalan Yanran snapped back to her senses and screamed furiously.
Dou qi surged from her body as she swung her sword at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan had long been prepared. He turned and ran for his life.
"Elder, save me! Senior Sister can't accept defeat—she's trying to kill me!"
Chen Xuan cried out as he ran toward the elder supervising the duel.
After hiding behind the elder, Chen Xuan was safe.
Because Nalan Yanran did not dare attack an elder.
"Enough. The duel has already been decided. No more nonsense," the elder said sternly.
Sword in hand, Nalan Yanran stared fixedly at Chen Xuan, killing intent blazing in her eyes.
"Senior Sister, the ten thousand Gold Coins. Please hand them over," Chen Xuan said from behind the elder, extending a hand toward Nalan Yanran.
Her body trembled slightly, and she clenched her pearly teeth. Nalan Yanran was clearly on the verge of exploding with rage.
But in the end, she still threw ten thousand Gold Coins at Chen Xuan.
"Thank you, Senior Sister," Chen Xuan said with a broad smile.
Under Nalan Yanran's cannibalistic gaze, Chen Xuan fled without a trace.
The duel came to an end.
"Chen Xuan, that beast! That bastard is too shameless!"
"He actually stole a kiss from my goddess. Is this something a human would do?"
"Brother who suggested forming a group to deal with Chen Xuan, I've decided to join you now."
"Fuck! I've never seen anyone so thick-skinned and shameless. Chen Xuan is the first!"
Chen Xuan's public kiss with Nalan Yanran made the men curse him as a beast in fury.
They had thought kissing her cheek would have been enough. Who knew Chen Xuan would be so shameless?
Was this something a human would do?
Of course not, because Chen Xuan was not human.
The matter spread like wildfire, and nearly every disciple in the sect learned of it.
This time, Chen Xuan had offended quite a few people.
And trouble soon came knocking.
At noon the next day, Chen Xuan was cultivating in his room when the door was suddenly kicked open violently.
Three Misty Cloud Sect disciples appeared before him, wearing vicious expressions.
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