Chapter 675: Flamboyant Father Xu Sends Air Kisses Online

In a standard private box at the Tianluo Arena.

“Arghh—”

“Darn it, darn it, darn it!”

“That Luo guy, I’ll never forgive him!”

“And that guy named Zhao who took advantage! If that Luo guy and I hadn't both been injured, how would the championship have fallen into his hands?”

“The duck I had... no, the cooked duck I had in hand... Ugh, what was that saying about something flying away?”

“Arghh—”

“Darn it, darn it, darn it!”

Mu Zixi tugged at her pigtails, bouncing wildly on the sofa.

She had been eliminated!

In the last match, by the end, only three people remained.

The championship was within her grasp, but suddenly that Luo guy, a peak congenital expert, went crazy. He locked onto her directly, fighting desperately without regard for his own life.

After they both sustained heavy injuries, another less powerful individual took advantage of the situation.

How could the young girl not be angry about this?

“It's infuriating, it's infuriating…”

The sofa was practically flattened from her stomping. Mu Zixi rolled back and forth on it, shouting incoherently.

“Alright, didn't you also verify that technique?” Mo Mo watched the young girl throwing a tantrum on the sofa and said with a smile, “Was that a domain, or what? How could someone at the congenital stage possess such spatial power?”

“Wuwuwu, that was a world origin…”

Mu Zixi was never very guarded around her own people. In her eyes, anyone who could stay by Xu Xiaoshou's side was essentially someone she knew inside and out. Besides, compared to the world origin, the secret that Senior Sister Mo was actually a host for a ghost beast was infinitely greater. Therefore, she felt it was fine to talk about it.

“That world power at the end looked like a domain, but it wasn't.” Mu Zixi rolled over and kicked her short legs in the air, saying, “That was the World Origin Point of the White Cave. I swallowed it and have been refining it until now, finally figuring out a bit of how to use it. It doesn't look like a domain, but compared to an ordinary Sovereign domain, it just lacks a bit of Dao essence. The power... well, it's quite formidable.”

Mo Mo nodded in deep agreement. She had been observing the match from the private box and was quite curious about the 'domain' power Mu Zixi unleashed at the last moment, which had caused such a stir among the crowd.

“A World Origin Point?” Without dwelling on it, Mo Mo changed the subject, saying, “This loss is fine. You can just go up again in the next match. However, you should be careful of Luo Yin; he seems to have his eye on you.”

“That Luo guy…”

Mu Zixi gnashed her teeth. She couldn't understand why that guy had turned into a mad dog, fiercely attacking her at the end.

Mo Mo's eyes showed concern: “That Luo Yin is far from simple. His spiritual techniques aren't something someone of ordinary background could learn, and his physical strength is almost the strongest I've seen, second only to Xiaoshou's.”

“Is he also a Grandmaster's body?” Mu Zixi crinkled her delicate nose.

“He shouldn't be a Grandmaster's body, but he must possess a very special spiritual body, or perhaps... a Saint Body!” Mo Mo mused. “Based on his physical strength, even if it's not a Grandmaster's body, it has the power of one.”

“Hmph, I'm not afraid of him,” Mu Zixi pouted.

“But he's likely to participate in the next match as well. You need to be extra cautious. It would be best if you could use other people to exhaust his energy early on, and then directly force him out of the arena,” Mo Mo reminded her.

“No!” Mu Zixi tilted her small face stubbornly, saying with great pride, “I'm about to fully grasp the power of the world origin. In the next match, I'll use spatial power to send him away... no, I'll blast him to death!”

“Caution is the parent of safety,” Mo Mo said with a gentle smile. Frankly, she truly admired and liked Mu Zixi's personality. At first, she didn't feel much, but the more she interacted with her, the more she could appreciate the girl's disposition. She was like a younger sister, possessing a unique persistence within her own small world. This persistence could even be called stubbornness, which outsiders might find completely undesirable. However, precisely because of her unique earnestness, from another perspective, it was also a different kind of charm.

“Get ready; it's about to begin,” Mo Mo said, checking the time and looking towards the window.

The window in the second-floor box wasn't large, only allowing a view of the final circle and a small part of the southern area. However, the soundproofing was impeccable. Although no sound from outside could get in, when Mo Mo glanced over, she was surprised to see the audience suddenly erupt with inexplicable excitement.

“What's wrong?” she asked, a little surprised. What was happening? The match hadn't even started, yet the audience was already restless?

“Senior Sister Mo, look, over there!” Just then, Mu Zixi pointed to a small light screen in the upper left corner of the window, exclaiming in surprise. Mo Mo looked over with a puzzled expression, but saw that the light screen was partially obscured, preventing her from seeing everything clearly. However, having witnessed the 'Tianluo Battle' before, she knew this was the special light screen display for popular contestants before each 'Tianluo Battle' match. It would show a contestant's portrait, basic information, and a brief description, all to attract the audience's attention. Normally, this was a privilege reserved for championship candidates from the previous matches.

But now...

On the light screen descending from the sky, although this private box only allowed a glimpse of a young man's chin with a slight stubble, the full image was hard to make out. However, within the screen's description, the three words 'Saint Heir' were visible. Combined with Mu Zixi's reaction...

“Xu Xiao... Young Master Xu?” Mo Mo said, surprised and a little doubtful.

“It's definitely him!” Mu Zixi stared intently, asserting, “Can't you tell it's him from this chin?”

Mo Mo was astonished: “You can tell just from a chin? Didn't he even disguise himself?”

“Exactly!” Mu Zixi's big eyes didn't even blink. “Look at the stubble points. 762 stubble points, perfectly matching. Haven't you counted?”

Mo Mo: ???

Inside the Tianluo Arena, a wave of excitement surged.

“Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready to scream?!”

“Tonight, let us welcome the most, most, most, most, most important contestant, making a grand entrance!!!”

Accompanied by the host's ear-splitting shout, eight massive light screens descended from the sky. Printed on them all was the face of the same handsome young man, with a slight stubble, a rogueish grin, and an almost sinister yet charismatic demeanor.

“Whoa—”

The moment the light screens descended, the audience immediately erupted in cheers, as it signified the imminent start of another Tianluo Battle. But the next second, remembering the host's unusually grand opening and seeing the same young man on all eight screens, everyone was bewildered.

“The most, most, most, most, most important guest... five 'most's, who is this?”

“Wasn't it six?”

“Are you deaf? It was four!”

“It was five, you bunch of deaf people.”

“Holy crap, are you all crazy? Four, five, or six 'most's, does it matter? The key is, who is this guy? He's monopolizing all eight light screens, and he's a stranger. Where are our other championship candidates? Who is this?”

“Exactly! Shouldn't the eight light screens be for the eight most popular candidates? Where's Luo Yin? Wasn't he suspected of being from a Taixu noble family?”

“All eight screens, and not even Luo Yin 'the Muscleman Luo' or Mu Zixi 'the Loli' made it up there! What a display of prestige! So what if this guy is handsome? Who does he think he is?”

“Yeah, yeah! Where's my violent pigtail loli? Damn it, I even bet that my violent pigtail sweetheart would win this match. Luo Yin even gave up. Where did this guy crawl out from?”

“Pfft, a lack of education is truly terrifying. It's called a remote corner, not an armpit…”

“Shut up, you damn son of a bitch, shut up!”

“Pffft, pffft, pffft!”

“Are you farting? Believe it or not, I'll shut you up with my meat whip... Damn it!”

“Uh, meat, meat what?”

The scene exploded into chaos.

Since the Tianluo Arena battles began, it was the first time all eight light screens simultaneously displayed information for a single person. The crucial point was that this person was a stranger. Among the Tianluo Battle fanatics in the audience, who hadn't followed every single match from the beginning? Yet, they still didn't recognize the young man. In this atmosphere of widespread doubt, even those who weren't experts or were watching for the first time had their curiosity fully piqued.

On the eight light screens, as that arrogant, almost hateful face appeared—a face that seemed to provoke animosity with just a single glance—text finally began to scroll.

“…Xu, De, Ye?”

Someone read the characters out syllable by syllable, and their face immediately fell.

“Xu De Ye... Hmm? Father Xu?”

“Damn it, what kind of cursed name is this? I'm going to enter! This guy must be trying to trick people, right? Who names themselves such a demonic name?”

“I strongly demand real-name registration! This guy must be here to cause trouble, right? Are we, all these 'grandpas' in the arena, just decorations? How dare he make us call him 'Father'?”

“Enter the arena, enter the arena! Damn it, shouldn't we beat him into a cripple?”

“I, your grandpa, will make him sprout grass and turn into a vegetable! Damn this guy…”

Several hot-headed, short-tempered individuals, upon reading out those first three characters one by one, all went crazy. They clamored to rush to the temporary registration entrance and give that Xu De Ye a good beating.

However, the next moment, the men who were about to step over the railing all flinched.

“Stop!”

“Wait!”

“Don't move yet, look quickly, what is that... Xu De Ye, Half-Saint Heir?!”

“That's all? The description is that simple? I've never seen that before, but... Oh my goodness, my heavens, is this truly a Half-Saint family background? He's a Half-Saint Heir?”

“Holy crap, what the hell is someone like this doing here? It can't be fake, right?!”

“Impossible. Even if he wanted to make a false claim, the Tianluo Arena wouldn't help him. This is an official organization; they couldn't possibly be accomplices, could they?”

“…Could the Tianluo Arena also have been deceived?”

“Dream on! The Tianluo Arena is the only official organization designated by the Holy Divine Palace to distribute Royal City Trial slots. Could it be deceived?”

“That's true, but Xu De Ye, a Half-Saint Heir?”

“Damn it, so he really is 'Father' after all!”

“Holy cow.”

Everyone silently pulled back their feet from stepping over the railing, no longer daring to act rashly. It turned out that this person, capable of overpowering all the championship candidates and several suspected Taixu noble family heirs with a single move, was truly someone with a significant background.

A Half-Saint Heir...

“I'm convinced. The prestige is undeniable. I'm betting on him to lose!”

“Someone, get me a hundred spirit crystals to bet on this Xu guy to lose, and then another ten thousand spirit crystals to bet on him for the championship... All in!”

“…Uh, you're amazing! I'll also bet three thousand spirit crystals on him for the championship.”

“Little loli, wuwuwu, I'm sorry, I have to bet on 'Father' to win... A Half-Saint Heir, this is a true 'Father'!”

A Half-Saint Heir.

As soon as these four words appeared, the entire arena erupted. The cheers, like a tsunami, were mixed with the endless fervor of the gamblers. No need to meet him, no need to doubt; simply by the officials displaying these four words, it virtually guaranteed the championship for this match.

A Half-Saint? Across the entire Holy Divine Continent, they were akin to deities. Could a disciple from such a family, even a playboy just having fun, afford to appear weaker than a Taixu noble family in terms of prestige? In other words, just because of those four words 'Half-Saint Heir,' which contestant in the entire arena would dare to disrespect him?

Was prestige more important, or was life?

“Ladies and gentlemen—”

The host, by himself, used his hoarse roar to quell the almost riotous scene. He shrieked with all his might:

“The first Half-Saint Heir to appear in the Tianluo Arena since its battles began—Xu De Ye!”

“He is the focus of this match. With him here, everyone else in the arena is merely a supporting character. You understand, I am not exaggerating; I am simply stating the facts…”

“Now, let us grandly welcome Xu De Ye, and his supporting cast, to the stage!”

The arena, which should have erupted in overwhelming cheers again, suddenly became somewhat rigid.

“Is this host being held hostage? Why is he so biased and unfair this time? What, what, what happened to him?”

“Someone must have swapped his script, right? Who praises someone like this?”

“Never mind! I'll place my bet out of respect. I'm going all in this time!”

“Wait, don't you think something's off? The Tianluo Arena is promoting him so much, could they not expect us to bet on 'Father Xu'?”

“If they pull some government-business collusion at the end, undermining us directly with behind-the-scenes manipulation, wouldn't we lose a fortune?”

“Do they dare? If they rig the match, we'll report them directly to the Holy Divine Palace!”

“That's true…”

“Roar, roar, roar, let's go!”

Regardless, when the contestants, responding to the host's call, entered the stage from their respective rest areas, the arena finally erupted into another wave of cheers.

“Xu De Ye, Xu De Ye, Xu De Ye…”

Amidst the shouts, colorful confetti rained down from the sky. Then, a young man, incredibly flamboyant and unashamedly showy, descended gracefully, riding his black sword backwards. He was too ostentatious! He was also the only one in the entire arena who didn't walk out from the rest area but flew down. Towards the crowd of burly men below, he managed to control the black sword under his feet for a slow descent, while simultaneously blowing dozens of flying kisses in all directions, as if to spread his charm evenly.

The entire arena cheered even louder. Compared to the burly men in the arena, this guy looked fair-skinned and delicate. It was truly unexpected for everyone that someone from a Half-Saint family could be so shameless and play so many tricks, acting like a pretty boy. Immediately, whistles erupted throughout the arena, though it was unclear what these men were so excited about.

“Xu De Ye, Xu De Ye, Xu De Ye…”

The cheers fluctuated like waves, initially uniform and rhythmic. These cheers were still acceptable. But soon, as the rhythm broke, the shouts began to change their tune.

“Father Xu, Father Xu, Father Xu…”

“Hmm?”

“Xu De Ye, Xu De Ye... Father Xu, Father Xu…”

“Hmm?”

“Holy crap, you can't read that name continuously!”