Shouldn't My Son-in-Law Be Arrogant?

Those words instantly sent the entire audience into an uproar. After all, many members of the Meng family within the domain had come to watch. Everyone wanted to see what kind of man Meng Wanshu's Dao companion would be. Yet what none of them had anticipated was that this blind youth in white robes standing on the stage would utter such outrageously wild words with complete disdain! Not one of the ten families present today was ordinary. The younger generation each clan had brought along were practically all in the Void Refining Realm under the age of a hundred! Void Refining before reaching a hundred! They were one in ten thousand, a level that could only be attained by the paramount prodigies and monsters of each domain across the entire continent. The more Li Guanqi thought about it, the more annoyed he felt. Meng Wanshu was only nineteen years old this year, a mere two months younger than him. Among these fellows, the youngest was probably that guy with the flat nose and triangular eyes, right? Even he was pushing thirty, to say nothing of the others. All of them had taken Youth-Retaining Pills; the oldest among them likely had a bone age of over eighty! A wave of disgust rose in Li Guanqi's stomach. Perhaps it was because he hadn't been walking the path of cultivation for very long. To those old monsters who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, this was naturally no issue at all. In their eyes, caring about age among cultivators was a joke. Besides, a Void Refining expert under a hundred was among the very pinnacle across the Six Domains. Seeing that no one was moving and that they were all exchanging glances, Li Guanqi mocked them further. "You don't even dare to fight ten-on-one? Aren't you useless garbage?" Upon his flame throne, Meng Jiangchu's facial muscles twitched at the words. He couldn't resist transmitting his voice into Li Guanqi's mind: "Brat, have you lost your mind?!" "I told you to beat them until they yield, not to get yourself killed!" "Fight them one by one!!" "If all ten of them jump you together, they'll beat the living shit out of you!" Li Guanqi paused slightly upon hearing that. Actually... that did make some sense. Just as he was about to call them out again, the flat-nosed youth sneered coldly. "Gentlemen, he's already spoken twice. If we still don't step up, wouldn't we be slighting him too much?" With that, Wei An flickered forward and stepped onto the martial stage first. *Thud!!!* The short-haired youth in dark gold robes merely set his foot down upon the martial stage, yet the impact gouged a crater dozens of zhang across into the platform! The martial stage even tilted slightly under the force of that step. Such strength... Li Guanqi felt his heart tighten. Terrifying fissures surged almost instantaneously toward Li Guanqi's feet. His expression unchanged, Li Guanqi raised his foot and slammed it down! *Boom!!!* Between the two men, separated by less than a hundred zhang, the two colliding fissures erupted in a thunderous blast! The corner of Wei An's mouth quirked up, his eyes resting curiously on Li Guanqi. He muttered under his breath, "Interesting." Right after him, figure after figure abandoned their haughty pretenses. After all, Wei An had already taken the stage. Li Guanqi twitched his mouth, suddenly glancing up toward Meng Jiangchu and mouthing silently: *"Uh... Father-in-law... can I still ask them to come at me one by one?"* Li Guanqi was having second thoughts. These guys actually seemed quite formidable. Meng Jiangchu rolled his eyes in exasperation. *"You brought this on yourself, boy. It has nothing to do with me!"* *"In any case, I can guarantee they won't kill you, but it's Wanshu's face on the line. You figure it out yourself."* *"If you lose, don't bother calling me Father-in-law."* Li Guanqi rubbed his nose, turned toward the worried Meng Wanshu, and grinned. He raised an eyebrow at her playfully. "Watch me show my might." Beside him, Wei Qing sneered, "Domain Lord Meng, this son-in-law of yours... is still far too young." "Arrogance often comes with a steep price." Infused with primal energy, his voice carried across thousands of zhang. Practically everyone felt that Li Guanqi had no sense of perspective. Meng Jiangchu cast him a sidelong glance and said coldly, "Young? Of course he's young!" "My son-in-law is still a month shy of turning twenty, while your grandson Wei An is practically thirty, isn't he?" "Arrogant? Hahahahaha! If I had reached the middle Void Refining Realm before I even turned twenty back in the day, I would have been far more arrogant than him!" "Shouldn't he be arrogant?" Meng Jiangchu also thought Li Guanqi had bitten off more than he could chew this time, but his momentum could not be allowed to falter. Furthermore, he held nothing but disdain for the second-rate rabble that had gathered here today. He had previously favored Xiao Chen, but before any feelings could bloom between him and Wanshu, Li Guanqi—her childhood friend—had cut in out of nowhere... Li Guanqi naturally sensed the barbed banter among the crowd above. Looking at the ten figures surrounding him, he licked his lips. It seemed that today, winning alone would not suffice; he had to win beautifully, decisively, and cleanly! Li Guanqi drew a deep breath, skipped the idle talk, and lightly tapped his foot against the ground! In an instant, a terrifying sword domain took shape. The martial stage, spanning a thousand zhang, transformed into a purgatory of thunder. Furthermore, wisps of flame power emerged amid the lightning. At this moment, the Purple Dragon Thunder Flame unleashed itself without restraint! The space at the center of the formation barrier grew immensely sturdy. The moment everyone sensed this power, their expressions shifted. Wei Qing narrowed his eyes and peered down at the martial stage, murmuring in astonishment, "Lightning element... at least a saint-grade spiritual root. His primal energy is already comparable to the heavenly tribulation of the Soul Formation Realm!" "And that flame... roaring like a dragon—could it be the Purple Dragon Thunder Flame?!" "Meng Jiangchu, you truly spare no expense, finding him even the Purple Dragon Thunder Flame?" Meng Jiangchu shot him a cold look and scoffed, "My son-in-law hails from the Great Xia Sword Sect in the Great Xia Domain. He reached where he is today step-by-step through his own ability." "A heavenly flame? That is his own fortune and opportunity, not something I gave him." Just as his words fell, a massive, pitch-black sword casket crashed heavily onto the ground. Seeing such an exaggerated casket, the crowd was taken aback. *Skre-e-e!*— A piercing, resounding sword cry rang out. The Red Lotus Sword shot forth from the sword coffin in a flash. Li Guanqi had chosen neither Yanluo nor dual blades. He was not accustomed to wielding two swords, and besides... In the present situation, only Red Lotus, with its unmatched killing power, was suitable. As if sensing Li Guanqi's intent, Red Lotus completed its second release almost the moment the thought crossed his mind. Apocalypse: Red Lotus Sky Dance!! *Boom!!!!* Primal energy roared within his body as his strength surged to its absolute peak. His blood and vitality churned. Clenching the Red Lotus Sword tightly in his left hand, he leveled the four-foot-long blood-red blade straight at Wei An ahead. "Come fight." *Boom!!* Proud and haughty as Wei An was, how could he endure such a provocation? He raised one hand toward the void. Ripples of spatial power tore an opening in the sword domain, and he reached into the empty air, slowly drawing out a greatsword of solid, dark gold. The others around them stirred as well, each erupting with sky-shattering pressure as they surged forward in unison!