Chosen Master Sister Challenges Duan Family's Daughter to a Duel

Yang Honghui sat in his office, watching the news.

His brows furrowed involuntarily.

Li Kong, the president of the Martial Arts Guild, had failed to secure re-election.

The new president was, unexpectedly, the former president himself—

Liu Shen, the Martial Saint of the Liu Family!

Yang Honghui was firmly on Li Kong’s side.

The situation was clearly off.

The global landscape was undergoing unpredictable upheavals due to Zhang Bowen’s reappearance.

He had some understanding of the power of the Sunflower Manual.

Apart from the self-castration requirement, it was almost flawless.

The most terrifying aspect was how quickly one could master it.

Once it spread across the Western Continent,

it would soon produce a wave of powerful martial artists.

There was another matter that annoyed Yang Honghui quite a bit.

For the past two days, during the daytime,

someone had been kneeling outside the Kunlun Sanatorium’s entrance.

Xiao Ruohan.

Yang Honghui was thoroughly fed up with this person.

He had personally witnessed Xiao Ruohan’s ungrateful behavior.

He had even experienced it firsthand.

The first time trouble was stirred up for Chen Feng, it was arranged by Yang himself.

Yang Honghui originally wanted to drive Xiao Ruohan away directly.

But whenever the matter involved Chen Feng, who was a hot topic,

it would attract endless attention.

For the moment, it wasn’t wise to take direct action.

In these two days, many reporters had also arrived at the sanatorium’s entrance.

Although Chen Feng’s reputation hadn’t been harmed,

this situation couldn’t continue indefinitely.

Moreover, more and more idle onlookers came just to stir up trouble.

Xiao Ruohan was punctual every single day.

At five o’clock every morning, wearing a sign of repentance around her neck, she knelt outside the Kunlun Sanatorium.

Even when heavy snow was falling, she didn’t miss a day.

Although Xiao Ruohan’s past misdeeds had been exposed,

her daily kneeling had become a trending news topic.

Soon, she garnered sympathy from some naive girls and self-righteous types.

“Even if Xiao Ruohan was wrong, she’s knelt long enough.”

“Kneeling in the snow like that looks pretty pitiful.”

“Chen Feng is a hero of Great Xia; can’t he be a bit more magnanimous?”

“Even if he can’t forgive her, he should at least come out and give everyone an explanation.”

“New Year’s almost here, and Chen Feng is really heartless.”

…

Jin Youxi sat at home, watching the news, fuming.

“That scheming bitch is stirring up trouble again.”

“How can anyone sympathize with such an ungrateful snake? Ridiculous.”

“I really want to go out and chase her away.”

Liu Weiwei tried to calm her down from the side.

“Senior Sister, don’t be impulsive.”

“Master is a public figure now. We absolutely can’t cause him any trouble.”

Grandpa Jin, sitting nearby, was speechless at his granddaughter.

Where was the demeanor of a senior sister?

She wasn’t even half as sensible as the junior sister.

Jin Youxi was furious.

Especially when she saw an online celebrity named Miss Duan openly posting videos accusing Chen Feng of lacking gentlemanly manners.

How could she tolerate that?

Jin Youxi herself was a major influencer with over a million followers.

She immediately posted a diss video targeting Miss Duan.

“You sanctimonious bitch, what right do you have to question my Master’s manners?”

“My Master’s grace is not meant for that scheming bitch.”

“Who are you to morally blackmail my Master!”

This instantly drew the attention of both sides’ fanbases,

and countless netizens came to watch the drama unfold.

Miss Duan, boasting over five million followers,

was backed by the Duan Family—one of the Eight Great Clans.

When was the last time anyone dared to openly call her a “Saint Bitch”?

Even members of other prominent families would show some respect to the Duan Family.

After all, the Duan Family’s empire is built on the elixir industry—they’re the undisputed leaders.

Most families wouldn’t dare offend them lightly.

Duan Yan’er immediately fired back with a video.

“As expected from Chen Feng’s disciple, such poor manners.”

“You’re a green tea bitch yourself, yet you have the audacity to call others bitches.”

“Don’t think I don’t know you’re a traitorous Korean!”

“Oh wait! I just remembered, ‘Korea’ doesn’t exist anymore—it’s now called the Wei Administrative Region.”

As the two publicly dissed each other, their fanbases quickly got dragged into the mess.

In truth, there weren’t many brainless fans, just some people who loved stirring up drama for the fun of it.

The easiest way? Don’t attack the blogger directly—go after their fanbase instead.

A simple “so many brainless fans” comment instantly made countless netizens feel targeted.

Before long, Jin Youxi and Duan Yan’er both shot up to trending status.

Jin Youxi’s fanbase was smaller.

Duan Yan’er even hired internet trolls to flood Jin Youxi’s comment section.

Almost instantly, Jin Youxi’s comments were overrun by the enemy.

This infuriated her to no end.

She immediately posted a video, throwing down the gauntlet.

“I hate fighting.”

“But if you’ve got the guts, come at me one-on-one!”

Once the challenge was out, both fanbases and onlookers went wild.

Duan Yan’er was considered one of Great Xia’s rising stars.

When she saw Jin Youxi’s challenge, she didn’t lose her head.

She first checked the martial arts tournament rankings and looked up Jin Youxi’s record.

To her surprise, Jin Youxi had zero wins.

Not even in the most basic Martial Disciple-level competitions.

Duan Yan’er accepted the challenge at once.

“Since you’re looking for a fight, I’ll teach you a lesson on behalf of your master!”

Jin Youxi was unfazed.

“If you can withstand just one of my palm strikes, you’re impressive!”

Duan Yan’er retorted:

“Heh… Be careful not to get turned into a hornet’s nest by the Duan Family’s Six Vein Divine Sword.”

They agreed to duel three days later at the Kunlun City Sports Arena.

Before the match, they kept posting videos, trading verbal jabs and psychological attacks.

Their fans rushed overnight to Kunlun City Sports Arena, eager not to miss this juicy showdown live.

Jin Youxi angrily put down her phone.

“I really can’t be bothered with this sanctimonious bitch.”

Grandpa Jin wasn’t worried about his granddaughter’s safety at all.

He knew her strength better than anyone.

With Jin Youxi’s palm technique, most senior martial artists at the same level stood no chance.

Even early-stage top-tier fighters might not be her match.

Grandpa Jin was just curious and asked:

“What does ‘Saint Bitch’ mean?”

Jin Youxi thought for a moment, unsure how to explain, then said:

“I’m not quite sure either. Anyway, ‘Saint’ is a derogatory term in Great Xia.”

“Grandpa, are you hungry? I’ll go make you dinner.”

Grandpa Jin’s face instantly darkened.

“You don’t have to trouble yourself. I’m not hungry.”

Jin Youxi was concerned:

“That won’t do. Grandpa, your health is weak. You have to eat and take good care of yourself.”

Take care?

Grandpa Jin felt that skipping a few meals of his granddaughter’s cooking would be the best way to take care of himself.

At this rate, sooner or later, he’d be ‘nourished’ to death by her.

The sky was growing dark.

Xiao Ruohan left once again.

She did this every day.

Leaving at dusk, only to return before dawn, kneeling.

No matter what, Xiao Ruohan was determined to master the eighteenth move.

Pride, face, self-respect, reputation, and others’ opinions no longer mattered.

As long as she could achieve her goal, any means were acceptable.

Even if Chen Feng imposed rules on her, it was within what she could accept.

Otherwise, not only would her path in martial arts be ruined,

but she would also lose any chance of revenge.