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    Just as the tension threatened to explode, a figure in white—Yan Wujiao—appeared in the arena.

    “Primordial spirit obliterated,” he commented casually after glancing at Yuan Zheng, then turned his gaze toward Chen Fei.

    Chen Fei didn’t flinch at all. Even in the presence of the strongest evil cultivator from such close range—one who was at the Heavenly Dao Realm—he stood his ground. If Yan Wujiao had acted, Chen Fei might not even have had a chance to flee.

    Fortunately, Mu Yunsu arrived.

    She immediately stepped between Chen Fei and Yan Wujiao, blocking his gaze.

    “Gate Master Yan, are you planning to start a war?” she asked coldly.

    “We had an agreement, didn’t we? Naturally, I won’t break it,” Yan Wujiao replied, shaking his head. He then looked at Tian Zhen.

    Tian Zhen, still on the verge of erupting, glared viciously at Chen Fei, but slowly retracted his terrifying aura.

    “So that’s the power of a demon emperor? I felt like I was about to suffocate a moment ago!”

    “Terrifying! But did you see Senior Brother Chen Fei? Not the slightest hint of fear!”

    “Senior Brother Chen Fei is amazing!”

    Even those who used to be jealous of Chen Fei due to his relationship with Miao Yue couldn’t help but admire him now.

    If their strength had been equal, jealousy might have taken over—but now, they all agreed: Only Chen Fei was worthy of the Saintess. He was too powerful.

    Yan Wujiao chuckled. “Tianqing Sacred Land truly lives up to its name—what an extraordinary disciple. Sect Master Mu, let’s not escalate things. Let the juniors resolve this among themselves, shall we?”

    “That would be best,” Mu Yunsu agreed and glanced at Chen Fei.

    Chen Fei nodded slightly.

    With a flash, Mu Yunsu and Yan Wujiao departed, leaving only Chen Fei and Yuan Zheng’s corpse on the arena.

    Just as things seemed to calm down, Tian Zhen’s expression twisted. “You brat, what do you think you’re doing?!”

    “Collecting spoils of war,” Chen Fei replied casually, putting Yuan Zheng’s intact Human Dao Realm demon body into his storage. The soul had been destroyed, but the body was in perfect condition.

    And that meant merit points!

    As someone heavily in debt, Chen Fei knew how to be frugal—every bit counted!

    But this act thoroughly enraged Tian Zhen. Seeing Chen Fei treating his beloved disciple as nothing more than a resource, the demon emperor trembled with fury.

    “Kill him! Whoever brings me his head will earn one entry to the Demon Clan’s Sacred Ground!”

    The moment he spoke, both the demon and evil cultivators were stirred.

    The Demon Clan’s Sacred Ground was where many Heavenly Dao Realm demon lords had passed on. If one could enter and comprehend its Dao resonance, they might gain the chance to step into the Earth Dao Realm!

    Who wouldn’t be tempted by such a reward?

    Even Fan Chen glanced toward Tian Zhen.

    The Sacred Ground was so sacred that each entry usually required a decade of recovery to restore its Dao rhythm. It was not something offered lightly.

    But when he looked at the figure blocking his path—Tuo Mingzi—Fan Chen knew he couldn’t act just yet.

    Meanwhile, Wang Fang in the evil cultivator camp stared at Chen Fei with a dark expression. When Chen Fei first appeared, he had wanted to settle a score, but that sword strike reminded him of some… very bad memories.

    Others who had been laughing earlier were now thoroughly silenced, too afraid to make a move.

    “Tian Zhen! Are you declaring open war on Tianqing Sacred Land?!” Liu Xu scolded coldly.

    Tian Zhen sneered. “Didn’t that brat say he would defend the arena? Fine. Then I, Tian Zhen, will grant his wish. Got a problem?”

    Liu Xu was momentarily speechless.

    Tian Zhen hated Chen Fei to the core. If the sect dared to intervene or withdraw Chen Fei, he would destroy the entire operation if needed just to make sure Chen Fei died.

    Chen Fei, on the other hand, wasn’t thinking so deeply.

    In fact, he hoped the challengers were demon cultivators—they were worth real money!

    Especially Human Dao Realm demon cultivators—each could be exchanged for at least ten thousand merit points at the sect!

    Kill ten of them? He’d be swimming in riches!

    Liu Xu gave Chen Fei a worried look.

    But Chen Fei just smiled, then stepped forward and taunted, “What’s wrong? Aren’t demon cultivators supposed to be fearless? Why the hesitation?”

    He didn’t mention evil cultivators—because they were worthless.

    If they knew how little he valued them, they’d probably be furious enough to charge up the stage.

    “Arrogant brat!” The saying goes, “There’s always a brave fool when there’s a heavy reward.” Unable to stand the insult, a Sky Kui Ox demon beast stepped forward.

    He had been lying on the ground—a common position for beast cultivators.

    Although demon beasts could transform into humans, it didn’t help them cultivate and was mostly just for blending into human society. Many preferred to remain in their original forms.

    This massive Sky Kui Ox stomped toward the arena.

    Each step made the ground tremble.

    Known for its brute strength, especially its long horns capable of piercing through all forms of qi defense, the Sky Kui Ox was a terrifying opponent.

    “I want to see how you’re going to cut me down!” he bellowed, eyes glaring at Chen Fei.

    Chen Fei chuckled. “Actually, I’ve been looking for a good mount. What do you say? Want to be mine?”

    The ox exploded with rage—as if waving a red cloth in front of a bull. Without a word, he pawed the ground, muscles tightening.

    With a deafening roar, he charged!

    Though it didn’t seem particularly fast, once the Sky Kui Ox locked onto a target during a charge, dodging became impossible!

    Chen Fei clearly sensed the locked-on force—but he didn’t plan on dodging.

    He was quite familiar with the Sky Kui Ox—this was indeed a common beast. And he wasn’t joking about wanting it as a mount. Their speed and endurance made them a solid pick.

    But telling the clan leader of Sky Kui Ox that? That was asking for a death match.

    “Let’s see how strong your brute force really is,” Chen Fei chuckled, raising his hand slowly as the beast thundered toward him.

    “What’s Senior Brother Chen Fei doing?! That ox’s strength is monstrous!” Some disciples were visibly shaken by the force shaking the ground.

    The logical move was to dodge—but Chen Fei stood still, making no attempt to evade.

    And when he raised his hand…

    Everyone was stunned.

    “Is… is he going to meet the charge head-on?!”

    People stared like he had lost his mind.

    Fight brute strength with brute strength? Against a Sky Kui Ox? Has Chen Fei gone insane?!

    But in the next moment, dust flew everywhere.

    And every jaw on the scene dropped in unison—

    Senior Brother Chen Fei was really clashing head-on with the Sky Kui Ox!

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