Water Spirit Treasure

Seeing that everyone present had the desire to act, Su Mu came before the various sect experts.

"Su Xueqing is our Ming Cult's Holy Maiden. If you can take the Holy Maiden away without giving anything, it would be disrespecting our Ming Cult."

The various sect experts exchanged glances, not reacting for a long time, unsure of Su Mu's meaning.

After a moment of contemplation, Su Mu returned to the main seat, his tone extremely serious: "Everyone, the registration fee requires paying a million spiritual stones. You should all be able to afford it."

Everyone present's eyes widened abruptly: "A million spiritual stones?"

It wasn't that they couldn't afford so many spiritual stones, but if they paid that amount and lost, wouldn't they lose both their wife and their soldiers?

Seeing many people present showing difficult expressions, Su Mu walked up to them with a solemn face, his expression extremely unpleasant.

"If you can't even afford these million spiritual stones, I believe you shouldn't have the face to participate in our martial arts competition for marriage."

Having only brute strength is not being well-matched.

Seeing their troubled looks, Su Xueqing looked at them with disdain: "Don't blame me for not holding back. There's no need for such trouble."

He flew onto the high platform, scanning the crowd below: "The first person to defeat me will become my husband."

As soon as the words fell, the entire place erupted.

Exchanging a million spiritual stones for a secret treasure was not worth it.

But if they could bring Su Xueqing back, these million spiritual stones would be well spent.

Seeing that Su Xueqing could make such a concession, Che Yongyan scanned everyone present: "Did you all hear? If you can afford it, you can come onto the stage."

The Heavenly Demon Art was like a great mountain, pressing down heavily on everyone's chests, leaving them unable to utter a single word.

Seeing that no one was willing to come onto the stage, Su Xueqing snorted coldly: "A rabble, unfit for refined company."

Seeing their appearance, Che Yongyan took out a water-element spiritual treasure from his clothes and threw it towards Su Xueqing.

"As an uncle, if I don't show a little something, it would seem a bit stingy. Take it."

Su Xueqing's eyes lit up as he looked at the object Che Yongyan threw at him, and he casually accepted the water-element spiritual treasure.

He played with it in his hand for a moment, then threw it towards Xiao Feng without hesitation: "This is our Ming Cult's spiritual treasure, a gift for you."

In the distance, Che Yongyan's face became extremely unpleasant seeing Su Xueqing just give it away.

"You..."

"Something gifted to me is mine. Whether or not I give it to others should be my business, and I hope you all don't interfere."

Xiao Feng looked at the water-element spiritual treasure suspended before him; how could he not understand what Su Xueqing was playing at?

If he didn't accept the spiritual treasure, the hatred of everyone present would be directed at him.

But if he accepted the spiritual treasure, he would owe a favor that he would have to repay sooner or later.

This action was essentially putting him on a hot stove to be roasted.

Seeing that Xiao Feng was hesitant to accept the water-element spiritual treasure, a trace of displeasure flashed in Che Yongyan's eyes: "What? Is our Ming Cult's spiritual treasure not worth taking?"

How could Xiao Feng say their spiritual treasure was bad? He waved his hands repeatedly: "Please don't misunderstand. The Ming Cult's spiritual treasure is indeed a supreme item, but..."

"I gifted it to you, can you return it?"

Su Xueqing's tone was extremely displeased, and his eyes were fixed on Xiao Feng's face.

If he refused to accept the spiritual treasure, he feared he would die immediately within the Ming Cult.

He reached out with one hand and grasped the water-element spiritual treasure.

"Isn't this just drawing hatred towards me?"

The strength of people from the Upper Realm had always been terrifying. If he offended so many people, he feared he wouldn't be able to move an inch.

Now, the spiritual treasure was in his hand.

Su Xueqing nodded with satisfaction: "Since you all think my strength is extraordinary, how about I take a step back and let him deal with all of you."

Upon hearing this, the entire place was in an uproar, their eyes wide: "Let him find trouble with us? Isn't that pushing him into a fire pit?"

"With this kid's strength, if he becomes our opponent, he'll probably be beaten into nothingness in no time."

It wasn't just them who thought this way; even Xiao Feng was full of disbelief: "This... his brain couldn't have gone bad, could it?"

How could he, someone who came up from the Lower Realm, contend against these outstanding individuals from the Upper Realm?

Seeing Su Xueqing make such a concession, Che Yongyan gave a look to his son, Che Zhengqing, who was not far away.

A heaven-sent opportunity, how could they easily let it go?

Dealing with Su Xueqing, they indeed didn't have much confidence.

But having them face Xiao Feng, they were absolutely confident of victory.

Xiao Feng's face became extremely unpleasant as he watched Su Xueqing place him in opposition to everyone.

On the high platform, Su Mu sat steadily in the main seat with a playful smile on his face: "Ming Cult competitions do not need to concern themselves with life and death. All you virtuous nephews, feel free to act."

Being able to kill Xiao Feng would naturally make him have a good impression of whoever did it.

Xiao Feng looked at Su Xueqing's face, feeling slightly bitter in his heart, yet completely helpless, and walked several steps forward.

In the distance, an elegant man in a purple robe quietly walked out, holding a iron fan in his hand.

"I see that you, a person from the Lower Realm, don't have much ability. This water-element spiritual treasure alone is not enough to protect your safety. How about... you leave?"

Everyone present exchanged glances and nodded: "Indeed, if you leave, that water-element spiritual treasure will be a gift from us to you. Don't sacrifice your life in vain."

The Ming Cult was an evil cult in the Upper Realm. Even though they were letting him leave safely now, no one knew if they would send people to ambush him halfway.

A water-element spiritual treasure was a rare item; few people could give it up.

As the saying goes, 'a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure makes him guilty,' and he understood this principle extremely well.

Xiao Feng looked at everyone trying to persuade him, stomped his feet fiercely on the ground, and his body, like a wild goose, landed beside Su Xueqing.

"It's rare for Su Xueqing to value me so much. If I were to turn around and leave, wouldn't that imply that the dignified Holy Maiden of the Ming Cult lacks judgment?"

With the matter escalated to the Ming Cult, Su Xueqing's expression indeed became much better.

Seeing Xiao Feng's confidence, Che Yongyan's Spirit Energy gradually spread, crashing fiercely towards his body.

This action was merely to probe, with no intention of attacking.

Unbeknownst to him, Su Xueqing still misunderstood, and his Spirit Energy almost simultaneously erupted, colliding fiercely.

"Bang..."

As their powers clashed, Che Yongyan looked up at Su Xueqing and found that he actually had the intention of protecting his own.

He felt intense dissatisfaction in his heart but did not erupt, looking sideways at Che Zhengqing: "Go and properly deal with that boy, and seize back the water-element spiritual treasure."

If they couldn't even defeat a person from the Lower Realm, they wouldn't have the face to stay in the Ming Cult and mention proposing marriage.

Seeing Che Yongyan's action, Che Zhengqing stomped the ground and came onto the high platform: "Please enlighten me."