C3 Ares-class Bloodknife

Everyone was stunned, even the generals of the Residence of Yun. Although Yun Fei and his elder brother Yun Feishan had died, many of the generals around them had chosen to stay in the Residence of Yun for the sake of the two of them.

Everyone could hear what Grand Preceptor Wen meant. Although Yun Feixue was a popinjay, he wasn't someone who couldn't understand words, but the other party clearly didn't want to agree to this marriage. Grand Preceptor Wen had already given him face, yet he'd said such a thing.

"Cough, cough …" This, was this kind of flying snow. Qing Qing had already broken through to the seventh level of the Qi Jing realm a month ago. Such a cultivation … "Although you have intentions, you are still powerless …"

Grand Preceptor Wen almost coughed up blood. Could it be that this Yun Feixue couldn't even understand the words spoken so clearly, and had to show his cards to embarrass everyone?

"Seventh stage of the Qi Jing realm?" Yun Feixue was slightly surprised. Honestly speaking, he was surprised that Wen Qingqing was able to break through to this level. It was indeed rare for a girl to possess such talent. It was no wonder that Grand Preceptor Wen's entire family was unwilling to betroth her to them.

But how could Yun Feixue not eat the meat that was delivered to his doorstep? However, he was not interested in Wen Qingqing.

Even the shadow under Yun Feixue's command had only been given in for twelve units.

If he could keep Wen Qingqing by his side, Yun Feixue would definitely be able to obtain countless pieces of information from her body that he was unable to understand before.

Furthermore, even this Grand Preceptor Wen, Yun Feixue, still held some suspicions towards him. Whether he was his father's true friend or had some other motives, Yun Feixue had no idea.

Thus, Yun Feixue had to grasp the marriage that the emperor had personally promised. Connecting it with Qingqing meant that he had planted a pair of eyes by Grand Preceptor Wen's side, a pair of eyes that no one would doubt.

But the key point was that he could not reveal his true strength yet, so he prayed that Xiao Cui and the other fellows would hurry up and come.

"Ugh …" The seventh level of the Astral Qi realm was indeed impressive … But even if you are at the seventh stage, you still might not be my opponent, do you believe that? " Yun Feixue said provocatively to Wen Qingqing.

Puff …

Wen Renhe, who was standing beside her, spat out a mouthful of tea from his mouth. No wonder he had such a reaction.

There was an obvious difference in strength between each Body Tempering Stage 10. For Yun Feixue, who looked like he was only at the Second Stage of Body Tempering, to say such words, there was a difference of five realms between them. What qualifications did you have to say such words?

"Oh? "You defeated my daughter, this is truly amazing. I just want to see how you, a second stage Qi Cultivating Stage expert, can defeat a seventh stage Qi Cultivating Stage expert!" Wen Ren said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

"If I beat little sister Qing Qing, would I be able to marry her?" Yun Feixue said as his eyes lit up.

"This... "If you really can beat her, you can only say that you have a certain chance …" Grand Preceptor Wen was also somewhat curious. No one could understand where Yun Feixue's words came from. In their eyes, this was simply impossible. To challenge someone at the seventh layer of the second layer was simply courting death.

"Alright, then I will fight for this opportunity. Little Sister Qing Qing, please make your move!" Yun Feixue said confidently towards Wen Qingqing.

"Shameless fellow, if you want to court death, I'll grant you that wish. Let's see how you still have the face to marry me when you kneel down and beg for mercy!" As soon as Wen Qingqing finished speaking, her body flashed like a gust of wind. Lotus bloomed with every step she took, as if there was a thunderbolt that exploded. The seemingly weak Wenqing's body contained a powerful energy.

If Yun Feixue was only at the Second Stage of Body Nourishment Realm, there was no chance of victory. However, if he were to fight with his true strength, he would definitely expose himself.

Thus, Yun Feixue took out a weapon. A blood-colored weapon. It was like the crescent moon and it had a mysterious and enormous power. It was as if the abyss in hell could devour a person's life.

The moment this scimitar appeared in the hall, everyone felt the air turn cold. This place seemed to have become a battlefield filled with blood, and a bone-piercing killing intent was transmitted from the scimitar into the depths of everyone's souls.

"Divine Weapon, Blood Dagger …" A surprised exclamation came from an unknown person in the hall.

A ripping sound rang out in the air. Everyone only saw a blood-red light appear in the hall. When that light disappeared, everyone in the hall was stunned.

Yun Feixue's blade was already resting on Wen Qing's shoulder. A few strands of her black hair floated down; it was truly a cut from the hair, and the blade was like autumn's frost.

"You … "You …" Wen Qingqing looked at the blade in astonishment. The blade was completely dark red in color. She had no doubt that Yun Feixue only needed to exert a little strength for the blade to cut off her head.

"You cheated …" Wen Qingqing used almost all of her strength to angrily shout.

Yun Feixue forced out a smile and kept his scimitar. At this moment, he was sweating profusely and his face was pale as if he had used up all of his strength. That's right, this was the price he had to pay for using this weapon.

"Little Sister Qing Qing, no one says that you can't use weapons here. Moreover, do you think that if I, a 2nd Layer Cultivator, fight against you who are at the 7th Aura Realm, what chance do you have of winning against me without a weapon?" Yun Feixue did not feel the slightest bit of shame. Instead, he felt that it was a matter of course. He could not help but marvel at the thickness of his skin.

"But …" "But your weapon …" Wen Qingqing could not think of any rebuttal, but she had to admit that this scimitar was simply too frightening.

In reality, this blade was the personal weapon of his father Yun Fei. Every time Yun Feixue took out this blade, his heart would be filled with sadness.

Because his father and brother did not take the blade with them when they were on mission, Yun Fei believed that ordinary weapons were enough to deal with it.

And every time he didn't use this weapon, he would place it on his youngest son, Feixue, because Yun Zhang had already decided on the successor of this weapon. Who would have thought that he would use it so quickly …

"If you hold the Blood Blade, will the outcome be completely changed?" This was what Yun Feixue often thought. Whenever he thought about it, he would cry. Countless scenes could be vaguely seen within his tears, so clear yet unreachable …

Right now, Yun Feixue did not think about this, because when he held the blade, he felt that his father was standing right in front of him.

"Father, the first time I used the Blood Blade after you left, you will definitely be able to break through what happened to you three years ago with me. After that, I will personally kill these people and have them apologize to you. What do you say?" Yun Feixue muttered to himself. It was unknown whether it was tears or sweat at the corner of his eyes. With this slash, victory and defeat had already been decided and the effect he wanted to achieve had already been completely achieved.

Not only did this slash defeat Wen Qingqing, it also told everyone that Yun Fei had died. However, there was still Yun Feixue in the Yun Manor, as well as Blood Blade and countless other brothers who had followed Yun Fei.

Regardless of what kind of person Yun Feixue was, with the blood blade still present, the Residence of Yun not dying!

"Blood Dagger, your father's personal blade back then was indeed powerful!" Grand Preceptor Wen sighed. A second grade Qi Cultivating Stage weapon had rendered a seventh layer Qi Cultivating Stage martial artist unable to fight back. One could imagine how powerful this blade was.

"I don't care, what's so great about you relying on your weapon? You're not my match if you're using your bare hands!" Wen Qingqing was still unconvinced.

"Then you can take out your weapon and continue fighting!" Yun Feixue said without the slightest bit of shame.

Wen Qingqing wanted nothing more than to rush up and give this fellow a good beating. The strength of the Blood Blade had already spread throughout the entire Hidden Dragon City. Normal weapons were no match for it. Didn't you say something like that?

It was no wonder why the younger generations from influential families would obey Yun Feixue like nothing else. With this thing in their hands, how could ordinary younger generation from influential families dare to challenge Yun Feixue, wouldn't that be courting death?

"Actually, you don't have to be unconvinced. Usually, a noble family in the Hidden Dragon City would be respectful to me, not only because of my strength, but also because they are convinced by my charisma. If you spend some time with me, you will understand …"

"Stop, stop, stop! I've already experienced your charisma a long time ago. For example, Little Sister Ling Er, isn't that so?" Wen Qingqing looked at Yun Feixue with a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

"Cough cough, this … "This was an accident, an accident …" Yun Feixue felt a little guilty, and did not dare to look at Wen Qingqing.

"Yun Feixue, you … Mom finally has some conscience, and knows to share some of your bros' worries! " Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from the door, interrupting the awkward atmosphere.

Following which, a few youths rushed in like madmen. Seeing these few people, Yun Feixue could finally heave a sigh of relief. Wen Qingqing could no longer escape.

However, when they saw Grand Preceptor Wen in the reception hall, they were immediately stunned. The smile on his face from before was completely gone.

"Wen..." Grand Preceptor Wen, you … "Why are we here …" A few young men around Yun Feixue's age immediately bowed in greeting. They were naturally the people Xiao Cui had informed: Lu Zifeng, Qiao Fei, and a few other rogue friends.

"Don't you know that this young master is talented? Grand Preceptor Wen wanted to betroth his little granddaughter to me, so why aren't you congratulating this young master!" Yun Feixue pretended to be surprised as he patted their shoulders and said.

"I …" "Sh * t, did I hear wrongly? If Grand Preceptor Wen was blind, which eye would he pick …" Lu Zifeng's face suddenly turned pale before he could finish his sentence. This was bad, bad, bad. To say such words in front of Grand Preceptor Wen …

"Why did you guys come to my place in such a hurry?" Yun Feixue interrupted him just in time. Seeing the eyes of the group of people that were about to devour him, he knew that the situation was not good.

This fellow was simply a complete moron. He had told Grand Preceptor Wen in front of him that he was blind, but even if he wanted to die, he still wouldn't find him like this. Fortunately, Grand Preceptor Wen was an honorable man, so he didn't get angry over such a small matter.

"Don't tell me you want to go back on your word like that? You clearly promised to bet with us. How can you go back on your word so quickly?" Lu Zifeng immediately shouted in anger.

Hearing this, Wen Qingqing's expression suddenly changed. Seeing the expressions of Lu Zifeng and the others, it was enough to show that they had given the main task of this matter to Yun Feixue. But would Yun Feixue really bet on this?