Han Ming's actions were entirely orchestrated by Xiang Jingpeng.
It was also one of the conditions tied to the 500,000 hush money—meant to humiliate Chen Feng.
At the same time, it served to divert some of the online attention.
Naturally, countless netizens who loved stirring up drama egged it on.
"Begging Master Chen to step up and give him the full treatment!"
"Chen Feng is just a martial apprentice, but this guy is reportedly a genuine advanced martial artist."
"Who are you underestimating? If he can defeat a martial artist with one palm strike, maybe he can take down an advanced one too."
"Exactly, you won’t know unless they fight."
"Supporting the duel +1."
...
No matter how much the internet raged, Chen Feng acted as if he didn’t see it.
These days, he spent every moment training with Liu Weiwei.
Using his harmonized-with-nature experience, he helped his disciple elevate her Heavenly Crippled Kick.
He also had to supervise Jin Youxi’s training.
Otherwise, this disciple would spend all her free time scrolling through her phone.
Recently, Chen Feng had helped Jin Youxi unblock another acupoint.
Her qi-blood value had risen to 96 points—just a little shy of becoming a martial apprentice.
This made Jin Youxi even more hopeful for the future.
But this peaceful life didn’t last long.
Xiang Jingpeng’s plan worked.
Ever since Han Ming was arranged to challenge Chen Feng,
the online attention gradually shifted.
Han Ming even reaped unexpected benefits.
His self-media account’s followers skyrocketed to hundreds of thousands, all because he kept taunting Chen Feng.
He was even signed by a notorious influencer agency,
flooded with endless low-quality ad deals.
Recently, to further hype things up,
under his agency’s direction, he showed up at Chen Feng’s residential complex.
With a loudspeaker in hand, he shouted at the building where Chen Feng lived:
"Chen Feng, you coward, what kind of man are you?!"
"I worked diligently for decades, only to end up fired!"
"It’s all because of the rumors you spread online that ruined my life!"
...
His outburst instantly drew a crowd.
Elderly onlookers, unaware of the truth, eagerly gossiped:
"That Chen guy must be no good."
"Otherwise, he wouldn’t have driven someone to this point."
"Look at this young man—rosy lips, white teeth, gold-rimmed glasses. He seems like a decent fellow."
"If someone’s yelling at your door and you don’t even come out to defend yourself, you must be guilty."
...
In this day and age, once the elderly started talking, ruin wasn’t far behind.
Chen Feng heard it all.
Finally, he sighed in resignation.
"Guess I’ll have to reveal my strength."
"I’ll beat him until even his own mother won’t recognize him."
Originally, he hadn’t wanted to expose his abilities.
After all, the Devouring Sky Club was still lurking in the shadows,
waiting for the right moment to strike.
The more he revealed now, the greater the danger later.
But this despicable guy had gone too far.
If he didn’t act now, life would become unbearable.
Chen Feng opened his door and stepped into the living room, intending to tell his disciples about his decision to accept the challenge.
But no one was there.
He knocked on their bedroom doors—no response.
"Crap! Did they go downstairs already?"
The loudspeaker outside suddenly fell silent.
Chen Feng rushed to the window.
Sure enough, Jin Youxi stood below, hands on her hips, arguing with Han Ming.
Liu Weiwei was beside her.
Afraid his disciples would suffer, Chen Feng didn’t hesitate.
He bolted out the door and raced downstairs.
Down below, Jin Youxi was pointing at Han Ming and yelling:
"You’re shameless!"
"The War God Martial Arts Academy fired you—what does that have to do with my master?"
"If you’ve got guts, go shout outside their doors!"
Han Ming smirked.
He wasn’t here for logic—he was here to smear Chen Feng.
"Oh, who do we have here? Chen Feng’s little sweetheart."
"Everyone, take a look! These two claim to be his disciples, but we all know the truth."
"One man, two women, living together—how disgusting!"
Jin Youxi’s face flushed red with fury.
Liu Weiwei spoke up:
"Han Ming, I never thought you’d stoop this low."
Han Ming curled his lips.
"You, a traitor to the War God Martial Arts Academy, dare to question my character?"
"Now you’ve teamed up with the Chosen Martial Arts Academy to attack your own roots."
"Have you forgotten who your first teacher was?"
"Back then, you even tried to seduce me. Luckily, I’m a principled man."
His words drew scornful murmurs from the crowd.
Liu Weiwei retorted angrily:
"That’s a lie! I never did such a thing!"
But no one listened.
The crowd only cared about the drama, not the truth.
"I know they live on the 17th floor—sharing an apartment with some young guy."
"That guy looks barely twenty. Doesn’t seem like any ‘master.’"
"These two girls seem so innocent, but who knew they were such hypocrites?"
"Bet they’re being kept by that Chen Feng."
...
Han Ming was live-streaming the whole scene.
He pointed his phone camera at Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei:
"Look, folks! A 21-year-old ‘master’ with two female disciples around his age."
"Tell me—do you really believe there’s nothing shady going on?"
Jin Youxi snapped.
She lunged for his phone, wanting to smash it.
Han Ming gloated inwardly.
Perfect timing.
As Jin Youxi grabbed the phone and prepared to hurl it,
Han Ming suddenly shouted:
"What are you doing?!"
At the same time, he seized her wrist and flung her aside.
A girl who wasn’t even a martial apprentice stood no chance against an advanced martial artist.
In an instant, she was sent flying off her feet.
"Ahhh!" Jin Youxi screamed.
Liu Weiwei panicked.
"Let her go!"
Han Ming ignored her.
Desperate, Liu Weiwei unleashed her Heavenly Crippled Kick—
Triple World Annihilation!
Han Ming sneered.
With a forceful toss, he hurled Jin Youxi over ten meters away.
Then, he countered with his own technique—
Wind God’s Leg!
His legs became a blur of motion.
For the first time, Liu Weiwei realized her unstoppable Heavenly Crippled Kick
was nothing against a true expert.
He was an advanced martial artist.
She was just an apprentice.
Two whole realms apart.
Her kick shattered instantly.
Then, a brutal strike landed on her abdomen.
She was sent flying backward.
Just before she crashed into a wall,
a pair of warm hands caught her from behind.
"Weiwei, are you okay?"
Liu Weiwei looked up into a face that always made her feel safe.
Then, she coughed up blood, her vision darkened, and she passed out.
Meanwhile, Jin Youxi, battered and bleeding from her forehead and elbows,
struggled to her feet.
Limping toward Chen Feng, she sobbed:
"Master!"
"Wuuu…"
"He bullied us!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
