Chapter 174: Even Mosquito Legs Are Still Meat

Among the sacred sects of Tianqing Holy Land, the Sheng Gate was undoubtedly the most powerful.

But the strength of the other five gates couldn’t be underestimated either.

Whether it was Leng Yue or Ziyang, their appearance was more of a test. If they truly made a move, it would be considered a provocation to Miao Yue—a direct slap in the face!

“Sister Miao, don’t be so tense. I’m not going to eat you!” Ziyang smiled sweetly, looking at Miao Yue with an innocent expression.

Miao Yue, however, shot her a cold glance. “Senior Sister Ziyang, Chen Fei is a direct disciple of the Patriarch. I advise you to restrain yourself a bit!”

After she spoke, her voice echoed in Chen Fei’s mind: “All men are pigs!”

Chen Fei couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. What kind of situation was this?

Ziyang glanced at Chen Fei, then smiled and said, “It’s rare to see Junior Sister Miao so protective of a man. Looks like your time training outside has opened your heart.”

As soon as she said that, the disciples who had just been watching the fun outside all turned to look at Chen Fei.

Chen Fei looked at Ziyang, his gaze turning cold.

So it’s true what they say—beautiful women can be deadly. That one sentence had pulled all the hatred toward him!

Ziyang covered her mouth and giggled. “Seems like the other brothers here are thinking the same as I am.”

Chen Fei slowly took a step forward.

Miao Yue looked back at him in surprise.

Chen Fei shook his head at her, then kept walking steadily forward.

Don’t underestimate that simple move. Among the gathered disciples of the Holy Land—apart from the Dao Realm experts brought for other purposes—the lowest among them were at the Mysterious Realm. To walk steadily under such pressure from powerful cultivators wasn’t an easy feat.

Yet Chen Fei moved as if completely unaffected, his steps calm and firm as he walked to the center of the square.

Then he took out the token of a direct disciple.

This action exceeded everyone’s expectations.

“I know there’s a rule that says we can’t accept challenges from other sects for one month after joining, but today is a big day for Miao Yue. I don’t want to ruin the mood.”

“I wonder if anyone here is interested in a little fun?” Chen Fei smiled at the crowd.

His demeanor made several people’s expressions shift slightly. To remain composed and eloquent under the pressure of so many Mysterious Realm cultivators was no small feat.

Miao Teng frowned and was the first to speak. “Junior Brother Chen, you’ve just joined the Holy Land and don’t know all the rules. It’s best if you step back for now.”

Ever since learning about Chen Fei’s identity, Miao Teng’s attitude had changed. His words now were meant to protect him.

After all, Chen Fei’s cultivation level was currently only at the fourth-grade Dao Realm—the lowest among those present, even less than some outer disciples.

“Junior Brother Miao, rules are learned through experience! Someone has to teach them!” said Ma Qi with a cold smile. He then looked at Chen Fei. “I’m Ma Qi from the Earth Gate. How do you plan to ‘play,’ Junior Brother Chen?”

With Ma Qi leading the charge, everyone turned to Chen Fei.

Chen Fei smiled. “Since I’m new here, I only know the challenge rules within the sect. Let’s do it this way—any brother below the Origin Realm who wants to spar, I won’t refuse.”

“Good!” Ma Qi shouted in response, not giving Chen Fei a chance to back down.

“Wait!” Chen Fei suddenly interrupted.

Ma Qi narrowed his eyes. “What? Regretting it already? That’s against the rules.”

Chen Fei shook his head. “I said it, so I won’t back down. But since it’s a sparring match and today’s a joyful occasion, shouldn’t we add a little prize? What do you think, Senior Brother Ma?”

“So confident, are you?” Ma Qi looked surprised. “Very well. If you win one match, I’ll give you one unit of contribution points. How about that?”

To be honest, among the inner sect disciples present today, some came because of Miao Yue’s return, but most were here eyeing Chen Fei’s contribution points.

Contribution points were resources. With enough, one could steadily increase their strength!

And now, Chen Fei had brought this up himself—surprising Ma Qi.

Without hesitation, Chen Fei agreed. “You’re generous, Senior Brother Ma! If I lose, I’ll give you one point as well!”

Don’t underestimate one contribution point. Chen Fei had used just a few to reach the peak of the third-grade Dao Realm! Of course, if not for the finicky Void Heaven Cauldron, he might’ve advanced even further.

Still, cultivation level was ultimately just a label. Real strength was what mattered!

With the fifteenfold boost from Thousand Phantom Slash and the vast mental power within his spiritual sea, Chen Fei was full of confidence. Even Origin Realm cultivators might not be a match for him!

His vision had already surpassed what it once was.

The difference between the Origin and Dao Realms was the transformation of the Dao Body—merging it with the spiritual sea’s power into Dao Force. But with the Void Heaven Cauldron, Chen Fei had long been able to convert both spiritual power and qi instantly.

He just needed one more step.

However, the others didn’t know Chen Fei’s capabilities. Hearing his confident words, many revealed amused expressions.

Ziyang swayed her hips. “Such an interesting event—how can I not be part of it? Since fists and feet don’t have eyes, I’ll serve as the referee. How about that?”

“If Saintess Ziyang will referee, I have no objection.” Chen Fei nodded with a smile.

But then he suddenly felt a wave of killing intent from behind.

He turned to see Miao Yue glaring at him, cheeks puffed in anger—obviously upset by his interaction with the Saintess!

The moment Ziyang stepped forward, nearly all the disciples averted their gaze. No one dared look directly at her, except Chen Fei—who didn’t care.

Compared to Su Ran, Saintess Ziyang? She was just average at best.

If Ziyang knew Chen Fei thought this way, she’d probably explode on the spot!

Ma Qi turned to a Dao Realm disciple beside him. “Go on!”

The disciple quickly nodded and, under the pressure of everyone’s gaze, nervously walked over to Chen Fei.

“Senior Brother Chen, I’m Xu Zhen, an outer disciple. Please guide me!”

“Of course.” Chen Fei smiled and nodded. “Xu Zhen, how many contribution points do you have?”

“T-Thirty…” Xu Zhen replied, voice trembling.

“Thirty? Not bad.” Chen Fei was always frugal. He knew from his days running merchant caravans in Yellow Mist City that everything had value—save where you must, spend where you must, and earn where you can!

Thirty contribution points—that’s enough for several third-grade pills!

Xu Zhen looked dumbfounded at Chen Fei’s casual attitude. Even though he was an outer disciple, he was still peak fourth-grade Dao Realm! But Chen Fei seemed to completely look down on him?

Xu Zhen was a little angry.

“Senior Brother Chen, be careful!” he shouted, then raised his hand. “Mountain Crushing Palm!”

Although Chen Fei looked like he was only at half-step Dao Realm, Xu Zhen had been warned not to hold back—and now, enraged by Chen Fei’s disdain, he focused his full strength into his attack!

In an instant, a mountain peak condensed in front of Chen Fei and came crashing down on him!