Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

  Groups of Xiantian Lords were sitting around in groups and watching the show with faint smiles on their faces. All the guests here were from powers which were friendly with the Wang Clan.

  Wang Hong's slap was a result of being angered by Wang Yuyan's antics on such an important occasion.

  Since the matter had already been decided, Wang Hong could only try his best to make life easier for his daughter after she was married.

  After creating such a scene, if Helan Qianjun was a petty person, wouldn't Wang Yudie be put in a hard position in the future?

  But before his strike could land, a jade-white palm gripped onto his wrist like an iron clamp.

  Wang Hong narrowed his eyes and asked, "You want to interfere with my Wang Clan matters?"

  Bei Feng's movement had been too fast. All he saw was a blur, and the other party had appeared before him.

  While he was surprised, Wang Hong was not frightened. No matter what, the Wang Clan was still an existence that had over 10 Xiantian Lords!

  A servant behind Wang Hong immediately ran out to call for reinforcements without hesitation. Bei Feng watched him go calmly, and did not bother to do anything to stop him.

  "It's not that I wish to interfere with your family matters, but I've promised your daughter three favors, and one of them is to prevent this marriage," Bei Feng explained with a light smile.

  As the words left his mouth, everyone immediately burst out with rage. This fellow was clearly a madman! How optimistic!

  "Who the hell is that person? Actually daring to offend both the Helan Tribes and the Wang Clan at the same time?"

  "Hehe, looks like that old bastard Wang Hong is in trouble. There's going to be a nice show to watch this time!"

  None of the Xiantian Lords present interfered at all, instead sitting by the side to view the commotion.

  Wang Hong gritted his teeth and forced out a sentence, "On account of the Dragon Tiger Pills, I can pretend that nothing happened if you leave immediately."

  At the same time, he cast a stern stare at Wang Yuyan, frightening her into hiding behind Wang Yudie.

  "Hur hur, interesting. Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that?"

  Bei Feng had already released Wang Hong's wrist long ago. After all, he didn't have any special "inclinations" in this direction. At this time, he merely had a toying expression on his face as he looked at Wang Hong.

  "Si! He's pitting himself against the Wang Clan!"

  "Ah, it's good to be young. That's the hot-blooded attitude one should have!"

  "Strange, how come I get the impression that this person is so familiar?"

  The groups of Xiantian experts were discussing the event with interested. Among them, one was displaying looks of confusion.

  "Young man, although you're very strong, do you think that you can make an enemy out of my Wang Clan so easily?"

  Wang Hong's essence Qi surged upwards. As he did so, his robes also fluttered menacingly.

  "Since you dared to make trouble in my Wang Clan, you can just sit here until an elder from your clan comes to collect you!"

  An aged voice drifted over as 12 Xiantian Lords walked in through the yard. Among them was a rather fit looking old man with a keen light in his eyes.

  "I've said it before, this marriage is not allowed to go through. Of course, if Wang Yudie really falls in love with someone from the Helan Tribes in the future, it'll be none of my business," Bei Feng continued leisurely as if the group of experts did not exist in his eyes.

  At this point, the Helan Tribes had instead turned into a spectator. The four Xiantian experts behind Helan Qianjun originally wanted to take action, but they were stopped by Helan Qianjun.

  "Oh? Not bad, one at the peak of Xiantian middle stage, two middle stage Xiantian Lords, and 10 primary stage Xiantian Lords. But it's a pity that this is still too weak."

  With a single gaze, none of their cultivation levels were hidden from Bei Feng's eyes.

  Without bothering to say more, Bei Feng directly exploded forth with his own aura, allowing his blood and Qi to surge upwards into the clouds!

  A huge blood and Qi canopy appeared in the sky, pressuring downwards like a mushroom cloud formed after a bomb had gone off.

  "Geji!"

  The entire space shook violently as the mansion creaked dangerously.

  "Ta, ta!"

  Those who were standing closest to Bei Feng all took several steps backwards as they looked at Bei Feng with incredulous gazes.

  In their eyes, Bei Feng seemed to have transformed into a primordial beast. His entire body was radiating an incredibly savage aura.

  "How could he be so powerful?!"

  "Who is this person! To possess such a pressuring aura…… could he be a Fake Dan expert?!"

  The entire crowd was left gaping with shock at this revelation of power. This fellow was definitely an explosive keg, blowing up with the slightest spark!

  Everyone had thought that they were watching an interesting show. But from the looks of it, they were probably the amusing ones in the eyes of this strange young man?

  "No, he's not a Fake Dan expert, he's a Controlled Dan Heavenly Expert! A living legend! Helan Qianjun pays his respects to the Esteemed Heavenly Expert!"

  Helan Qianjun's face paled rapidly. This was definitely not the aura of a Fake Dan expert. Their Helan Tribes had three Fake Dan experts, but Bei Feng's aura had already far exceeded those three. It seemed to be a qualitative difference, and was completely not something Fake Dan experts could match up to. In that moment, he did not hesitate to bend his back and pay his respects.

  "What? A Controlled Dan Heavenly Expert? When did such a young Controlled Dan Heavenly Expert appear?!"

  "Wait! I remember now! Some time ago, at the trade event at Kong Ming Valley, there was indeed a Controlled Dan Heavenly Expert who appeared. That Esteemed Heavenly Expert defeated Wu Neng and Wu Yong, and even exchanged blows with Kong Ming Zi evenly!" The person who nearly recognized Bei Feng earlier slapped his forehead and blurted those words out as he finally recalled this incident.

  The northwest region was very far from Kong Ming Valley, so the experts who participated in the trading event were all not from this region. Although the rumors had also spread to this part of the country, not many people had taken it seriously.

  "Respectful greetings to the Esteemed Heavenly Expert!"

  Everyone hurriedly got to their feets and bowed with uneasy hearts.

  As Helan Qianjun said, Controlled Dan Heavenly Experts were all practically living legends. Every single one was a character worthy of the reverence in the martial arts community. These were people who led the way and shone the light for countless people on the martial path!

  There was no such thing as seniority when it came to the pursuit of knowledge. Those who'd attained knowledge first would be the teachers! Similarly, in the martial realm, age meant nothing. Experts spoke with their cultivation!

  If one insisted on flaunting their seniority while their cultivations were lacking, that was just seeking death!

  With Bei Feng's current attainments, he was indeed worthy of this bow!

  "Not bad, you guys have pretty good eyesight to be able to discern it properly. I initially thought that I would need to use violence to solve this issue, but things are much simpler like this."

  Bei Feng regarded Helan Qianjun silently. It was quite an impressive achievement that he was able to reach Xiantian late stage at such an age. If one calculated based on a Xiantian Lord's lifespan, Helan Qianjun could be considered to be a youngster!

  The grand elder of the Wang Clan, a Xiantian Lord at the peak of Xiantian middle stage hesitated and said with a whimper, "Esteemed Heavenly Lord, the young miss is already engaged to the Helan Tribes, and is already about to follow them back to the Helan Mountains……"

  "I don't care about that. I'm only concerned with what I've promised."

  Bei Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man, causing all the hair on his back to rise up in an instant. The poor old fellow opened his mouth and closed them a few times, ultimately unable to say anything.

  "Unless Wang Yudie agrees to marry you wholeheartedly, this matters shall come to an end," Bei Feng said as he turned back to Helan Qianjun, his tone not allowing any leeway.

  Although he felt somewhat unwilling, Helan Qianjun still nodded his head under the suppressive gaze of Bei Feng's eyes.

  "How was it? The second favor could be considered to have been fulfilled right?"

  Bei Feng beamed lightly at Wang Yuyan. Although their ages were not very far apart, Bei Feng somehow always felt rather old in his heart. Thus, he always spoke to Wang Yuyan as though he was speaking to a little child.

  "There still one favor remaining, how about it, have you thought of something you'd like me to do for you?" Bei Feng asked eagerly. As long as he could repay the last favor, he would no longer owe her anything.