"Only 5%!?"
Qin Feng frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the mission progress. Yet, he could sense that Fang Chang wasn't as calm as he appeared.
At this moment—
The Black-Clothed Man floated above, expressionless. "Princess Nan Feng of Great Xia and Qin Feng of Moon God Palace will duel. Qin Feng wins. The competition continues."
After witnessing the clash between Qin Feng and Fang Chang, the audience found the other matches trivial.
'The two aren't even on the same level!' everyone thought.
"The competition continues!?"
The Imperial Students of Great Xia exchanged glances, hesitating. They had joined to defeat Qin Feng and restore their pride, but who could have known Qin Feng, at Transcendent Ninth Level, would be so terrifying?
Actually, it wasn't his strength that unnerved them; it was his shamelessness. A man with no bottom line, capable of reducing even Zhu Tou and Wang Peng to utter humiliation.
After some discussion, the Imperial Students of Great Xia collectively conceded. Their companions' faces could wait—what mattered was preserving their own pride.
"Tsk!!"
A chorus of jeers erupted from the audience, despising these so-called elite Imperial Students.
"Let's go!"
Princess Nan Feng seethed, almost furious enough to start her period. Qin Feng had stolen her first kiss and created a rift between her and Fang Chang. She had intended to use the Life and Death Elimination Competition to consolidate influence and punish a few arrogant Imperial Students—but instead, she had lost both her pride and her prospective suitor.
"Your Highness, are you leaving already!?"
Qin Feng's mischievous smile widened, even licking his lips as he took out a pink bellyband and wiped his mouth in front of her.
"Damn it! That's too f*cking despicable!"
The audience groaned, some itching to rush the stage and slap him.
"Qin Feng!!"
Princess Nan Feng stormed off, vowing revenge.
[System: Ding dong, congratulations, Host, for causing discord between both parties. Mission completed 10%!]
Qin Feng tilted his head, slightly stunned. He hadn't expected that discord could arise unilaterally.
'These girls… unlike the ones I knew in my previous life who followed the "three obediences and four virtues," they might study it, but they don't practice martial arts. Interesting.'
"Hmph!"
Zi Yuan huffed angrily, hoisting Shiro back to Moon God Palace.
"Is the Goddess jealous!?" the crowd whispered, glancing at one another.
According to rumor, Zi Yuan had influenced Qin Feng to join Moon God Palace years ago—they were childhood sweethearts. It seemed plausible that she would be emotionally stirred.
"These young people nowadays…"
The audience's interest leaned more toward gossip than combat. A childhood sweetheart, a publicly stolen first kiss, and whispers of future conquests—it seemed Qin Feng would never know loneliness.
Meanwhile, the Black-Clothed Man hovered above, massaging his temple.
'Because of Qin Feng… Fang Chang was angered away, Zi Yuan was angered away, and the Imperial Students of Great Xia collectively withdrew. The top 16 round is a joke.'
He sighed. 'I suppose we can only start over…'
A spot was reserved for Fang Chang—his grudge over his wife's insult wouldn't fade, and the Life and Death Elimination Competition was the perfect stage. Zi Yuan, however, could safely abstain; otherwise, Moon God would need an explanation.
… … …
Under the dark moon and a strong wind, it was time to flirt with someone else's wife.
Qin Feng felt like an old ox, thirsty for seven years, suddenly meeting the Chosen One, and now free to drink to his heart's content.
"This should be the Foreign Envoy's Residence, right!?"
Following professional guidance, Qin Feng arrived at the Great Xia envoy delegation's quarters. Circulating Spirit Qi, he leapt over the several-meter-high wall, moving through the residence with the grace of an immortal.
"Why are we here so late at night instead of sleeping!?"
Shiro sat on his shoulder, yawning. He quickly pulled out a notebook and scribbled: On a certain date, Qin Feng disturbed I, Shiro's sleep. I, Shiro, need 3 carrots as compensation.
"Of course, to make money!" Qin Feng replied, glancing around Princess Nan Feng's secluded backyard.
"Make money!?"
Shiro perked up instantly, fully alert to this line of business.
With a swoosh, he disappeared into the night, Qin Feng following closely.
Soon—
Shiro arrived at a brightly lit pavilion. Princess Nan Feng rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the moon, her face tinted with melancholy.
"Shiro… a rabbit!?"
Startled by the sudden appearance, she soon softened, charmed by the fluffy, wide-eyed creature.
Shiro blinked innocently. "Miss, are you lacking love? Do you need a man!?"
"Lacking love? Need a man!?"
Princess Nan Feng frowned, thinking of Fang Chang. Could this little rabbit have been sent by him?
The more she pondered, the more plausible it seemed. Fang Chang was mysterious, often doing the unexpected. Sending a talking rabbit as an intermediary seemed perfectly in character.
Blushing slightly, Princess Nan Feng nodded. "Mm… I lack love. I need a man."
"Where there's demand, there's a market. I, Shiro, do this kind of business!"
Shiro pulled out a golden abacus, tapping it furiously. "Honestly, I, Shiro, have waited seven years for Zhu Yin's business. A big pig's trot, pretending to be a respectable family man. Now he's finally realized, and you've opened your heart—perfect timing. Service quality guaranteed, though I haven't fully grasped the meaning of 'poor.' As the intermediary rabbit, I'll charge 10,000 Top-Grade Spirit Stones."
Princess Nan Feng froze. The rabbit's words tumbled out like a waterfall, followed by a paw reaching for payment.
"What's the meaning? Too expensive!"
Shiro helplessly waved his paw, producing a small jade bottle.
Being raised personally by Qin Feng, it was reasonable for the rabbit to carry a bottle of Crazy Mother Pig.
"This can double the pleasure. Now… can you pay!?"
Puzzled, Princess Nan Feng handed over 10,000 Top-Grade Spirit Stones.
Curiously, she opened the jade bottle and sniffed. Immediately, an inexplicable heat coursed through her body…
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