The Crazy Son-In-Law

Wen Xuan looked down upon Yang Tiancai, a casual cultivator, quite a bit. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that he looked down on anyone beside Xiao Shun. After all, what could one expect from someone who surrounded themselves with trash?

At this moment, Xiao Shun, who had been silent for quite a while, finally spoke.

“Genius, speak once you’re on stage.”

“Alright, Master!”

Only then did Yang Tiancai suppress his anger and nodded at Xiao Shun. One could disregard others’ words, but one dared not disobey the Master’s command. Despite being just a casual cultivator, Yang Tiancai held the master-disciple relationship in higher regard than some sect disciples.

Wen Ting chuckled lightly. “Hmph, with his skill, he’ll probably be instantly defeated once he’s on stage. I’m afraid we won’t even have the chance to meet him.”

Wen Yan followed with a sneer, “Sister, you’re overestimating him. When those participants’ strengths are revealed, most likely they won’t even have the courage to step onto the stage.”

“If you want to compete with me on stage, you’d better return to cultivate for several decades. By then, the Hero Cup won’t even consider someone like you, perhaps there will be a place for you in the Elderly Cup!”

With that, Wen Xuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter, looking quite pleased with himself.

As he was mocked, Yang Tiancai’s gums were nearly bitten to shreds, but he still held back his anger.

Beside him, Wen Yao wore a face of apology, feeling guilty towards Yang Tiancai. If it weren’t for her, Yang Tiancai wouldn’t have been humiliated.

At that moment, Xiao Shun didn’t even glance at the three siblings from the Wen family. Instead, he lightly patted Yang Tiancai’s shoulder.

“Some people just like to talk, and all we need to do is hit back with our strength.”

Upon hearing his words, Wen Xuan became furious. “Xiao Shun, what do you mean? Are you implying that my Wen family only knows how to wield words?”

The Wen sisters also glared coldly at Xiao Shun, their faces frosty.

Xiao Shun remained expressionless. “I speak the truth, and there will naturally be someone to prove it for me.”

With that, he looked toward Yang Tiancai.

Seeing this, Yang Tiancai smirked. “Master, rest assured. I’m renowned for dealing with all sorts of challenges. I’ll leave these guys to my disciple, guaranteeing they won’t even be able to speak!”

Instantly, the Wen siblings turned pale with anger. But they knew that further entanglement was futile, as it would only make others think that the Wen family only knew how to wield words.

Thus, the three of them glared fiercely at Xiao Shun and Yang Tiancai, leaving Wen Yao with a meaningful look before departing.

Wen Yao looked apologetically at Yang Tiancai. “I’m sorry, it’s all because of me…”

“Don’t worry.” Yang Tiancai waved it off. “You can rest assured, Genius Brother will definitely help you get revenge!”

Burning with anger, he resolved that once he won the first round, he would directly challenge Wen Xuan in the second round. According to the rules, the victor had the right to choose their next opponent, provided that their opponent had already progressed to the next round. This rule was a unique feature of the Hero Cup, intended to provide a fair platform for competition among opposing families, preventing private conflicts.

This was a very humane rule, and Xiao Shun was quite satisfied with it, as he had already chosen his opponent for the second round.

At that moment, a group of people entered the preparation area, accompanied by an angry roar. “Xiao Shun!”

Looking in the direction of the voice, Xiao Shun smiled. It turned out to be Zhang Qian, who was overturned by a wave of his energy at Northleap.

Zhang Qian had fully recovered and now stood behind a young man, glaring coldly at Xiao Shun.

Facing the man’s icy gaze, Xiao Shun smiled faintly. “What’s the matter?”

Zhang Qian gritted his teeth. “Today, we must settle the score between you and my Zhang family!”

Zhang Qian had reluctantly accepted his defeat at the hands of Xiao Shun, but he couldn’t forget the public humiliation of his grandfather by Xiao Shun. This enmity couldn’t be ignored.

At the time, Xiao Shun didn’t think there was anything wrong with his actions. After all, Zhang had been disrespectful first. Could Xiao Shun agree to be publicly humiliated because of an unpleasant interaction between him and Zhang Jizhong?

Just then, the young man standing in front ofZhang Qian spoke up. “On the day at Northleap, did you humiliate my uncle and disrespect my third uncle?”

Hearing this, Xiao Shun glanced at the man, but couldn’t discern anything from his demeanor. However, individuals like him were often more terrifying in terms of strength. Anyone who could contain their own aura was undoubtedly a master, likely proficient in controlling their energy shield, and their strength was not to be underestimated.

With a nonchalant nod, Xiao Shun replied, “Yes, I did.”

“Very well!” The young man, named Zhang Feiyang, smiled faintly. “Remember this name in the future!”

As he spoke, the preparation area erupted with astonishment.

“Is this Zhang Fei, the young prodigy of the Zhang family’s Hall of Cultivation? I’ve heard he’s already slated to be the next head of the Hall of Cultivation, and his strength is said to rival even the family head.”

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“Darn it, I thought I could secure second place in this competition, but now I can only hope for third with this guy around!”

This remark made the boastful man the target of everyone’s ridicule, and sharp gazes converged on him, leaving him speechless.

Zhang Feiyang paid no attention to the flattery. He simply gazed at Xiao Shun, his eyes calm and composed.

His participation in the Hero Cup was solely to compete with the “number one” of the younger generation, Gu Baiyi. As for the grudge between the Zhang family and Xiao Shun, it was merely a side issue.

At this moment, Zhang Feiyang didn’t care much about Xiao Shun. Even though he had recently defeated his uncles, he remained confident. Within the Zhang family’s Hall of Cultivation, aside from the long-secluded ancestor, his strength already surpassed all the elders.

“In the second round, I will reclaim justice for the Zhang family!”

Leaving these words lightly, Zhang Feiyan walked away.

“Heh, kid, you’d better have someone come collect your corpse early!”

Zhang Qian sneered repeatedly, warning Xiao Shun, then quickly followed Zhang Feiyan.