The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

The next morning, a knock came from outside the door.

Fang Zhou pushed open the courtyard gate, and the golden sunlight shone on Ye Ninghan, making her delicate features shine brightly in the sunlight.

"Why are you here?"

Fang Zhou paused for a moment, then smiled and led her into the room.

Xiaoyue jumped into Ye Ninghan's arms from the side. She patted Xiaoyue and sat down next to Fang Zhou.

"Yesterday, one of your disciples, presumably a friend of yours, posted a message on the forum..."

Ye Ninghan hesitated, a hint of worry in her eyes as she looked at Fang Zhou.

"Oh, that? It's okay, it's just friends joking around."

Fang Zhou smiled. He hadn't expected Ye Ninghan to worry about something like this.

"It's alright. Besides, I'm not weak either. The training match was just a friendly competition, so there won't be any problems."

Ye Ninghan looked at Fang Zhou somewhat awkwardly.

"If it were just a normal training match, there wouldn't be any problem, but because of me, and with your friend on the sidelines... stirring things up, there might be some rather strong opponents..."

Fang Zhou raised an eyebrow. "They'll go for the kill?"

Ye Ninghan shook her head, "No, they won't do anything to you because of this, but..."

Ye Ninghan looked at him cautiously, afraid that Fang Zhou wouldn't be able to accept the gap between himself and a true genius.

When she sparred with him last time, she only used 30% of her strength. Although Fang Zhou didn't go all out either, she was still a little worried. Facing those outstanding disciples, she needed to give 80% of her strength, so she was afraid that Fang Zhou would misjudge her strength, think he was very strong, and not be able to accept losing.

"Then there's no problem. You should be worried about them. I'm very strong; I'm invincible within the Xuan Dan realm."

Ye Ninghan looked at Fang Zhou's confident demeanor and nodded slightly.

"Then Xiaoyue and I will cheer you on together."

She decided to keep an eye on those people and see who dared to take drastic measures.

Meow~

Xiaoyue also called out at the opportune moment.

"Then you just have to watch. You have to believe that your husband is the strongest."

Fang Zhou smiled confidently and strode out the door.

"Oh, my... my husband," Ye Ninghan said, her face flushed. She paused for a moment before picking up Xiaoyue and following Fang Zhou.

Ten arenas had been erected in the huge square, with protective shields covering them, and people were already fighting inside.

The area below the arena was already packed with both new and old disciples who had come to watch the excitement.

On a high platform in the distance, Chen Qingya was looking down at the many disciples below.

Some of the disciples, who were usually quite arrogant, couldn't hold back when they thought about fighting Fang Zhou.

"They're here."

Chen Qingya's lips curled up slightly; he couldn't wait to see the show.

"There are so many people."

Fang Zhou looked at the crowded square and sighed.

Despite so many people crammed together, there was no chaos at all, and the disciples were very friendly to each other; their manners were truly excellent.

"Brother Fang, Junior Sister Ye, over here."

Su Yan was below a fighting arena when he saw Fang Zhou and his companion. He immediately waved to them enthusiastically, while the disciples nearby looked at Fang Zhou with curiosity.

Fang Zhou looked in the direction of the sound and found a woman with a cold expression standing to his right.

He led Ye Ninghan through the crowd and stood before them.

"Brother Su, you've really gotten me into trouble. Even the elders know what I said."

Fang Zhou took the initiative and launched the first attack.

"Brother Fang, you're wrong. It was you who made the request in the first place, and I just perfectly fulfilled your request."

Su Yan smiled brightly, seemingly unconcerned, and turned to introduce him to Fang Zhou.

"This is my senior sister, Jiang Qinghui, a true prodigy in swordsmanship, who can definitely meet Brother Fang's requirements."

Jiang Qinghui secretly pinched his waist, but Su Yan remained unfazed: "Senior sister, this is Fang Zhou."

Jiang Qinghui released his grip without making a sound, and nodded to Fang Zhou and Ye Ninghan.

"Hello, Fang Zhou, Junior Sister Ye."

"Hello, Senior Sister Jiang, I look forward to your guidance later."

Fang Zhou replied with a smile, and Ye Ninghan nodded in response.

"However, I need to settle my personal grudges with Brother Su first."

Fang Zhou changed the subject and looked at Su Yan.

Su Yan's smile froze, but Jiang Qinghui beside him curled up the corners of her mouth slightly and chuckled softly.

"Brother Fang, it can't be that bad. Look how loud I was just now, and no one came to spar with you."

Su Yan looked around. All the disciples were quietly watching this side, but none of them came over.

Fang Zhou smiled. "Doesn't that just prove your work isn't up to par?"

The two people sparring on the stage exchanged a glance, stopped fighting at the same time, their protective shields dissipated, and they jumped off the stage.

"We've finished our sparring session. If you need it, senior brother, you can go straight to the arena."

Su Yan looked at the disciple from Holy Sword Peak with a shocked expression, feeling betrayed.

The one fighting the disciple from Holy Sword Peak was Jing Chen, who clasped his hands together.

"If it is Benefactor Fang, this humble monk is also willing to help him achieve his goal."

Fang Zhou greeted Jing Chen with a smile, then looked at Su Yan and extended his hand in invitation.

"Please, Brother Su. Don't let everyone's good intentions go to waste."

Fang Zhou took a step and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already on the arena.

Su Yan's pupils contracted. This is a disappearance? I underestimated you, Brother Fang.

Su Yan smiled nonchalantly, then lightly leaped onto the arena. A protective shield automatically rose, enveloping the arena.

"Since Brother Fang insists on the invitation, then I will give Brother Fang a little guidance. Just to let you know beforehand, I am quite strong."

Su Yan raised a finger, and the aura of a Perfected Profound Core cultivator surged rapidly, hinting at a potential breakthrough. His hair fluttered slightly as he smiled confidently.

"You are the challenger."

Fang Zhou was a little flustered, looking at Su Yan. "Dude, are you really a sword cultivator? Why are you talking so strangely?"

Seeing Fang Zhou's tense expression, Su Yan assumed he was intimidated by his imposing manner.

"What's wrong, Brother Fang? Are you scared? Don't worry, I'll go easy on you and won't make things too embarrassing for you in front of Junior Sister Ye."

Seeing Su Yan's flamboyant manner, Fang Zhou was so angry he laughed.

"Since you put it that way, then I'll go all out."

Fang Zhou's aura also increased rapidly, with the aura of the early stage of the Profound Core realm actually surpassing that of the perfected Profound Core realm.

Su Yan stopped laughing and looked at Fang Zhou with a serious expression.

They exchanged a glance, and then simultaneously disappeared from the arena.

Su Yan did not draw his sword, but simply raised his sword finger and thrust it at Fang Zhou, who only retaliated with his fists and feet.

The newly initiated disciples below the stage couldn't even see their figures clearly; they could only hear the sounds of fists and feet colliding.

Ye Ninghan, holding Xiaoyue in her arms, looked at Fang Zhou from below the stage. She could see Fang Zhou's smile at this moment, which showed that he really loved fighting.

Jiang Qinghui, standing to the side, watched the battle on the arena with a serious expression.

She was surprised to find that although Su Yan had the advantage in cultivation, he was actually at a disadvantage at this moment.

Sure enough, no one who can be with Ye Ninghan is an ordinary person.

Jiang Qinghui was already thinking of going up and pulling Su Yan down so she could go up herself.

She took a deep breath and decided to wait a little longer; Su Yan probably wouldn't last much longer.