Reborn in Another World: A Husband from Heaven

Seeing that Mo Xiaoan had admitted defeat, Xing Yun stopped pestering him.

After all, it's not good to offend someone to death. So, he looked at the others and asked arrogantly, "Who else has any objections?"

Perhaps some people were not used to Xing Yun's arrogance, so they stood up and said majestically and domineeringly: "I will meet you."

They didn't recognize Ling Xingyue, so their faces immediately fell. They didn't care that the person who stood out had a higher level of cultivation than them, and said with disdain and sarcasm: "Who are you? What does this have to do with you?"

"How shameless! You are so blind that you can't tell what your cultivation level is and what Xing Yun's cultivation level is. Yet you have the nerve to stand up like this."

The middle-aged man heard this, but he was not angry. He still said in a good-tempered and gentle manner: "This time, we are just here to exchange ideas, nothing else."

Xing Yun didn't know whether he believed it or not after hearing it. But compared with his previous rebelliousness, his arrogant contempt for the middle-aged man who stood up was somewhat restrained.

But he still had an indomitable spirit. He respectfully clasped his fists and bowed, saying politely: "In that case, please teach me, Senior."

"Okay, okay." The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.

Hearing this, some people present looked at Xing Yun as if he were a fool and muttered: "He must be a fool to dare to agree to this."

Someone snorted and said unhappily, "He must have just won by chance, so he's so confident that he thinks he's invincible."

Mo Xinghan and Ling Xingyue also turned their eyes to Han Shaoqing, wanting Han Shaoqing to come forward to stop Xing Yun.

Han Shaoqing saw their worries, just smiled and shook his head, saying: "It's okay, since we said it's a competition, I believe it won't be out of line in front of everyone. And I believe Yun'er knows what's going on and will stop at the right time and won't put herself in a dangerous situation." And what Han Shaoqing didn't say was: Yun'er is a sword cultivator, and sword cultivators are fearless. Xing Yun has all those qualities at the moment. If he were to intervene, it would only ruin Xing Yun's path.

Seeing Han Shaoqing say this, the two stopped saying anything unpleasant. They were secretly wary of the middle-aged man, thinking: As long as they found something wrong, they would intervene immediately.

The several soul elders didn't say anything, but they were also worried about Xing Yun.

What followed was the so-called sparring between Xing Yun and the middle-aged man.

Although the two of them fought as fast as lightning, making many people dazzled, every move and every sword was more colorful and shocking than before.

Some of them were sword cultivators, and even some cultivators who did not specialize in sword cultivation also benefited a lot from watching the two people sparring.

Some people couldn't help but marvel: "Where did this person come from? He is so powerful."

"Yes! With this strength, even if he is not from my family, I would like to ask him to go home."

The people standing beside Han Shaoqing all sighed at this moment: "We are still short-sighted and don't have the drive we had when we were young. We always thought that class was an insurmountable gap. Today, this kid taught us a lesson."

"Indeed! This concept is what binds us to these rules and regulations. So our vision is naturally limited, and we are not trapped in this small world."

It's called a competition, but it's a stop. When Xing Yun was already losing, the middle-aged man stopped fighting. His eyes were full of admiration. He asked in a weak tone, "Boy, have you become my disciple? If not, do you think I'm okay?"

The people present were originally feeling regretful about stopping the competition, but then they heard these words that made them drop their jaws.

They all looked at Xing Yun in surprise. After all, as long as Xing Yun agreed, they would have a powerful backer behind them, and no one would dare to offend them easily in the future.

Xing Yun took a deep breath and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Thank you for your appreciation, senior, but I already have a master now."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man sighed with a little regret and said, "Ah! I guess so. I just don't want to miss it. Or maybe I'm hoping for a chance and ask if I can get a bargain. But I'm still not that lucky!"

Xing Yun wanted to compliment him, but he saw the middle-aged man wave his hand and turn away.

He just left a few words before leaving: See you next time, we will have another competition to see how far you can grow with your qualifications.

When everyone saw that the middle-aged man didn't bother them much and just left, they became wary of Xing Yun and the others.

Xing Yun looked at the people present and asked, "Now, who else has any objections?"

No one stood up this time.

Although Xing Yun had just rejected a powerful person to be his master, we could tell from what Xing Yun said just now that there was a master behind them who was even more powerful than the one who just left.

How could they not be afraid of this and be the first to step forward without fear of death?

"Since there's no one here, you better watch your mouths. If I hear something bad, don't blame me for not telling you in advance." Xing Yun glanced at everyone, threw down a harmless threat, walked back to Han Shaoqing, raised his chin, clasped the sword in front of his chest with both hands, and said proudly: "Brother Shaoqing, I said I would protect you in the future, and I kept my word."

"Well, Yun'er is the best." Han Shaoqing raised the corner of his mouth and praised.

"Okay, okay, we've wasted enough time, let's go back!" Ling Xingyue interrupted the two and said bluntly.

Ling Xingyue's parents wanted to say something, but they were stunned by the bombshell that Ling Xingyue dropped.

"Father and mother, you should go back and prepare for the wedding as soon as possible! With our ancestors on my side, Mo Xinghan won't be able to escape this time."

Mo Xinghan paused as he was about to step forward to say hello. He looked sideways at Ling Xingyue, who always spoke in an exaggerated manner, and felt overwhelmed.

I really want to yell back: When did I run away?

But the moment he hesitated, the opportunity was gone.

Just because he heard Ling Xingyue's parents mechanically say: "Oh, I see."

After saying that, they turned around and left with confused expressions to get ready.

"And if you Mo family members are bored and have nothing to do, go and help prepare!"

After hearing this, everyone in the Mo family looked at Mo Xinghan. After all, Mo Xinghan's attitude towards Ling Xingyue had always been perfunctory. Now facing Ling Xingyue's words, everyone didn't know whether it was true or not, and didn't know whether they should listen or not.

Seeing this, Ling Xingyue put on a bullied look and moved closer to Mo Tingyun. She said pitifully, "Grandfather, you said you would make the decision for me, look." Ling Xingyue pointed at a group of people who could not be manipulated and complained, "This is how they treat me. They just ignore me and don't even give me a perfunctory response. After all, I will soon be the master's wife. They treat me like this, how can I still save my face!"

Hearing this, Mo Tingyun's mouth twitched. He wanted to say: Do you think you have face like this? Besides, your face was gone when you forced me to get married.

The others and Xing Yun were already too exhausted to watch.