Duel to the death

"I'll bet on the serving maid behind you," Luo Feng said calmly.

Hearing this, Chen Yuan's eyes instantly grew cold. "Senior Brother Luo, that joke is not funny at all."

Luo Feng's pupils suddenly contracted. Meeting Chen Yuan's gaze, a suffocating feeling abruptly surged into his heart.

His eyes instantly darkened. Did Chen Yuan want to kill him?

Why? Just because of the serving maid behind him.

"Senior Brother Luo," Chen Yuan's voice was like ice formed over ten thousand years, striking the heart of every person present, word by word.

"The serving maid you speak of is the Dao Companion I, Chen Yuan, have recognized. I ask you, please stop making such unfunny jokes."

Dao Companion?!

These two words exploded like thunder around the Martial Arts Platform, causing an uproar!

A Personal Disciple with overflowing Aptitude actually took a former servant maid as his Dao Companion? This was simply shocking!

There were quite a few female Disciples present who wanted to associate with the powerful; they all looked at Liu Meier with admiration.

To be protected by a Direct Disciple like this—her life was worth it.

Luo Feng frowned tightly, looking at Chen Yuan with eyes full of incomprehension and contempt.

In his view, becoming a Dao Companion with a servant was truly beneath his status, even if the woman was breathtakingly beautiful.

He still carried an air of arrogance in his expression, and he said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Chen, I misspoke.

Since she is your Dao Companion, regardless of her previous status, I should not have used her as a stake in a bet.

This matter was not my intention; Mo Wu asked me to propose the wager on his behalf."

However, Mo Wu, who was standing nearby, acted as if he had grasped a huge joke. He immediately jumped out, pointing at Chen Yuan, his face full of ridicule and disgust:

"Hahaha! Dao Companion? Chen Yuan, I think Cultivation has ruined your brain! You're actually being played for a fool by a mere servant.

Taking a lowly servant as your Dao Companion? This is truly the shame of Xuantian Sect! Utterly foolish!"

Chen Yuan's gaze instantly locked onto Mo Wu, his eyes looking as if he were staring at a dead man.

He took a step forward, shielding Liu Meier, whose face was pale and delicate body slightly trembling from the humiliation, behind him. His voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire Martial Arts Field:

"Lowly? Mo Wu, you listen clearly, and all of you listen clearly too!

Liu Meier is my, Chen Yuan's, Dao Companion!

I don't care about her past! But from the moment she followed me, she is no longer someone you can treat lightly or disrespect!

And furthermore..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire venue: "She possesses a hidden Heavenly Grade Aptitude, and her Inner Sect Disciple status will be granted soon!

Based on her own merit, she is fully capable of standing among the ranks of Inner Sect Disciples! If she hadn't wished to follow me, she could have long ago entered under my Revered Master as a Direct Disciple. Where does this talk of 'lowly' come from?!"

These words were powerful and resonant, not only defending Liu Meier's dignity but also revealing information that shocked everyone once again.

Heavenly Grade Aptitude?

That Liu Meier, who came from a servant background, actually possesses such talent?

[Ding! Detecting that Liu Meier's affection for the Host has surpassed 90, triggering the Binding Reward.

Congratulations to the Host for acquiring the Emperor Rank: "Pill Emperor Art".

Effect: Upon Cultivating to Perfection, one can reach the Sixth-Rank Alchemist level.]

Chen Yuan's Divine Sense had just Broken Through to the Sixth Rank, and this Emperor Rank Alchemy Technique arrived at the perfect time.

Mo Wu was momentarily choked, but then became even more furious. Especially seeing the dependent look in Liu Meier's eyes from behind Chen Yuan, his wicked temper flared up:

"Hmph! Silver-tongued sophistry! Even if she becomes an Inner Sect Disciple, it doesn't change the fact that she was once your serving maid! You..."

"Enough!"

Chen Yuan abruptly cut him off. He no longer looked at Luo Feng, reaching out directly to point at Mo Wu, his gaze like lightning:

"Mo Wu, since you like jumping out and barking so much, don't just stand there watching. You might as well come at me with Luo Feng!"

The moment he said this, the entire Dao Discussion Peak instantly fell into dead silence!

Everyone thought they had misheard!

Chen Yuan, an Early Soul Transformation Stage cultivator, actually wanted to simultaneously challenge Luo Feng, the twelfth on the Heavenly Ranking who was at Nascent Soul Perfection Stage, and Mo Wu, the fifteenth on the Heavenly Ranking who was at Late Stage Soul Transformation?!

"Arrogant!"

"He's crazy! Absolutely crazy!"

"Challenging two Heavenly Ranking experts at once? Who does he think he is?"

Exclamations and sounds of doubt surged like a tide.

Even the various Peak Revered Masters and the Sect Master in the Void Realm showed astonishment. Elder Yuan Zhougang even sneered aloud:

"Ignorant brat, seeking your own doom!"

Leng Youmeng's jade hand in her sleeve clenched slightly. Although she knew Chen Yuan must have something to rely on, she couldn't help but worry for him at this moment.

Just don't get hurt.

Luo Feng's face completely darkened. Chen Yuan's action was an enormous insult to him!

Mo Wu was so angry his face turned ashen, feeling that he had been seriously slighted.

"Chen Yuan! You're seeking death!" Mo Wu roared, spiritual power surging around him, ready to rush onto the Martial Arts Platform.

"Wait!"

Just as the tension was high, Chen Yuan suddenly raised his hand and called a stop.

Luo Feng was so angry he laughed instead: "What? Do you know fear now? It's too late!"

Mo Wu also sneered, "You want to beg for mercy now? Fine, kneel down and kowtow three times, then crawl away from here on your knees."

Chen Yuan looked at them as if they were fools, a cold, calculating curve forming on the corner of his mouth:

"Fear? Do you two even qualify to make me afraid?

I just feel that since Senior Brother Mo Wu is in such a hurry to die, a simple sparring match would be too boring.

How about we sign a Life and Death Contract right here, establishing a Life and Death Arena, in front of the Sect Master, the Peak Revered Masters, and all fellow Disciples!

Our battle will determine not only superiority but also life and death! How about it? Do you dare?!"

Life and Death Arena! Determining life and death!

Everyone was stunned by Chen Yuan's sudden, ruthless proposal!

This was no longer just a clash of pride; this was a fight to the death!

Mo Wu's pupils shrank fiercely, and his heart pounded wildly.

He looked at Chen Yuan's icy gaze, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

But at this moment, he had been put on the spot by Chen Yuan's previous arrogance and current provocation. If he backed down under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he would surely become the laughingstock of the entire Sect!

Furthermore, he absolutely did not believe that his Late Stage Soul Transformation cultivation would lose to an Early Soul Transformation Stage cultivator who had just Broken Through!

This brat must be bluffing!

"Why wouldn't I dare!" Mo Wu steeled his resolve, Killing Intent fully exposed in his eyes. "Since you insist on seeking death, I shall grant your wish! Sign! Sign right now!"

Fearing Chen Yuan might back out, he immediately agreed loudly.

In the Void Realm, Sect Master Song Yuanji frowned slightly but did not intervene.

The Sect did not forbid Disciples from resolving irreconcilable conflicts, and the Life and Death Arena was permitted by the rules.

Soon, two copies of the Life and Death Contract, exuding a bloody aura, were delivered to the Martial Arts Platform.

Chen Yuan and Mo Wu each signed their names using their essence blood. The contract was established, and an invisible force of rules enveloped the Martial Arts Platform, signifying that in this battle, only one of them would walk away alive!

Looking at Mo Wu's ferocious yet confident expression as he signed his name, Chen Yuan sneered inwardly.

This way, he could completely eliminate this idiot who coveted his woman.

As for Luo Feng? Heh heh, just a whetstone.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over Mo Wu, who was radiating Killing Intent after signing the Life and Death Contract, and Luo Feng, whose expression was as dark as stagnant water. He spoke indifferently:

"Senior Brother Luo, Senior Brother Mo, please begin."