These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"Then...then I'll kick you away!"

"Junior sister, your legs are too short to kick her."

"You... I'll still grow, okay...!"

Su Mi was somewhat troubled, as she was indeed not tall... at least not as tall as Wei Tu's senior sister Jiang Ying or the graceful peak master Lu Qingyan of Xiaoyuan Peak.

Not only were they shorter than them, but even... the girl glanced down at her chest.

That's a lie... Everyone says you can't grow taller here when you practice martial arts, so how come they're so big?!

Wei Tu noticed the girl's subtle movements and knew what she was thinking.

In fact, during those twenty years, this little girl was always like a child. She only matured a lot after becoming a mother, but she was always bothered by the development of a certain part of her body.

Wei Tu didn't think much of it; small things have their advantages.

But this girl always likes to compare herself to other women, and always thinks that she is the kind of man who can be easily seduced by Big Bear.

So Wei Tu turned slightly to the side and whispered in the girl's ear.

"I have a secret remedy here that can help my junior sister 'stand out from the crowd'."

"What are you saying, senior brother...?"

The girl's voice was as soft and sweet as honey. When Wei Tu's hot breath hit her sensitive ears, her whole body went weak.

It looked like it was about to melt.

My senior brother was never like this before... but... why don't I dislike him at all? Instead, I feel a little happy about it...?

"The blood there needs to be stimulated, and my senior brother happens to know a unique massage technique that can definitely help..."

"Bad guy!!"

Upon hearing this, Su Mi's ears turned red to her neck. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly stood up, glared at Wei Tu with shame and indignation, and fled in panic.

It was unclear whether the sounds scattering in the air were the mournful cries of a naive young girl or the shy laughter strewn across the ground.

Wei Tu also slowly stood up.

His divine sense was gathering, and this body was not yet able to withstand the killing techniques he had used to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship over twenty years, techniques that were virtually unmatched in the entire Immortal Realm.

My body is now like a sealed artifact.

It will take some time to get those things back.

Fortunately, he is still in the Overlord Body Realm, with countless possibilities for reshaping himself. He might even become stronger than before. Moreover, he hasn't forgotten any of the knowledge in his mind; it's just a matter of time.

Most importantly, Wei Tu must accomplish one thing within these two years...

He thought of the sword fight that night, and the woman who fell into his arms.

This made him clench his fist involuntarily...

"Old man...you must die."

For the first time before, Wei Tu's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness.

Even the purple grass beside him bowed its head in respect for Wei Tu at this moment.

The wind blowing from the valley seemed to turn into an angry roar, sweeping over his robes.

Wei Tu closed his eyes.

"call……"

The still-weak sword pierced the shallow pond, yet it stirred up a raging storm.

The energy within his lungs began to vibrate, impacting the barriers of his meridians.

Wei Tu suddenly opened his eyes.

Only when the wind stops can the drifting clouds dare to move.

He shook his head.

"This body is still too strained, let's not break through for now."

No one could have known that breaking through from the Overlord Body Realm to the Fusion Realm could be so simple, even effortless.

Wei Tu could have done it, but he didn't choose to take that step at this time.

Now that we're starting over, shouldn't we strive for perfection?

He walked through the field of purple irises, the wind blowing the hem of his blue robe and his hair flying backward.

The landscape is picturesque, with drifting clouds.

His footsteps spanned more than twenty years, and then... he returned to the starting point.

Where my heart belongs is my home.

Wei Tu walked back to the large square where the sword fight was taking place.

Just then, someone called out his name, and didn't even wait for Wei Tu to go and look for a figure.

"Wei Tu of Little Iris Peak versus Sun Ye of Crimson Eyebrow Peak!"

A boy, eager to try, appeared early in the competition area.

He knew that this young man named Wei Tu had just defeated Li Hanyang, who was much stronger than him.

He was a little scared. He didn't know how a disciple at the Overlord Body Realm could do it. It was a bit strange... but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

At worst... I can just gracefully admit defeat later!

As the seemingly unassuming but perfectly handsome young man approached him step by step.

Only then did he realize how tense his heart was.

'Gurgle'.

He could even hear himself swallowing.

but……

"do not fight."

"Huh?" Neither Sun Ye nor the elder next to him reacted.

Until the old man spoke.

"Not fighting is tantamount to admitting defeat! Wei Tu, have you thought this through?"

Wei Tu nodded and turned away casually.

"Then I'll admit defeat, that's it."

"Aren't you going to give me a reason?!"

The old man was furious. He had never encountered such a disciple before. He clearly had the strength but didn't show it off. If he were to gain the sect leader's favor, the extraordinary opportunities he could have were unimaginable.

Wei Tu sighed helplessly.

"You need a reason to admit defeat... Um, it's going to rain, I need to go back and collect the laundry."

"..."

Sun Ye seemed not to have reacted yet, thinking that he was hallucinating because he was too nervous.

Staring in disbelief at the young man before them, even an elder who was hosting the competition was stunned.

What kind of ridiculous excuse is that?!

But Wei Tu had already turned around at that moment.

As he said, he conceded defeat.

There's no need to compete further. He doesn't need this sect competition to prove anything. After defeating Li Hanyang, his current status won't change much, and the resources he receives won't be reduced.

Some things still need to be hidden.

At least for now.

Moreover... he has more important things to do now.

For example, he would walk past many astonished gazes, then sit on a rock on the sidelines, quietly watching the two people in the middle.

"Jiang Ying of Xiaoyuan Peak versus Chen Que of Xuejian Peak!"

It was as if Wei Tu's surrender caused no trouble at all; for Sun Ye, it was an unexpected joy, no... an overwhelming joy!

Many people were now caught in a dilemma regarding their opinion of Wei Tu.

He can defeat Li Hanyang, but he doesn't dare to fight Sun Ye?

Is it because they're afraid to fight for fear of being exposed... or are they simply too lazy to fight? Is it just to teach Li Hanyang a lesson?

A thousand people will have a thousand different guesses.

Only Li Hanyang, standing beside a large tree, had an extremely gloomy expression.

"asshole!!"

He punched the tree, and the leaves shook and fell to the ground.

Still not satisfied, he punched and kicked the tree in a disheveled and out-of-control manner, as if he wanted to bite the bark!

"Damn it! Damn it! Ugh!"

The tree is pitiful because it can't scream.

5. Take you home

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

"Clang!"

The aloof and indifferent girl deflected the opponent's sword with a single stroke, her sword tip lightly touching the blade.

The other person suffered a severe blow to the chest.

He let out a muffled groan, staggered back two steps, his face as white as paper, his eyes vacant.