Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts Chapter 5331 Qian Renxue

Chapter 5331 Qian Renxue

Yan Beifei’s roar shook the land as his hair flew wildly in disarray, his powerful aura raging uncontrollably. Watching Long Chen and Tang Wan-er flirt so shamelessly drove him mad.

“You fought him?” asked Tang Wan-er in surprise.

The moment she received word that Long Chen had arrived, she rushed over at maximum speed. Although she had heard Yan Beifei’s words from a distance, she had no idea what had happened beforehand.

“We fought, but I can’t beat him. I’m injured,” Long Chen said, pretending to be sad.

“You’re injured? Where?!” Tang Wan-er’s outrage flared instantly.

“My hand’s wounded. He smashed his face into my palm, and now my hand hurts. Look, my palm is all red because of him—aiya!” Long Chen hadn’t even finished before Tang Wan-er viciously pinched the soft flesh of his waist.

Tang Wan-er had been genuinely worried, thinking that Long Chen might be injured. After all, Long Chen’s realm was that of a Sage King, while Yan Beifei was a Heaven Saint and Qian Renxue’s retainer. She knew Yan Beifei was second only to Qian Renxue in power.

However, her concern quickly turned into frustration as she realized that Long Chen hadn’t changed a bit, and so, he deserved the usual punishment.

“You...!” Yan Beifei was trembling with fury.

Losing face in front of Long Chen was already humiliating enough, but now he had become a target of ridicule. His anger surged, pus.h.i.+ng him toward the brink of explosion.

“If I hadn’t been concerned about damaging the Wind G.o.d Stone just now, I wouldn’t have held back! Come out and fight me fairly! Let’s settle this once and for all!” Yan Beifei roared.

“I didn’t come here to fight. I came to find my wife. Now that I’ve found her, why would I fight you?” Long Chen replied, shaking his head as if doubting Yan Beifei’s sanity.

“You... do you have no shame? Are you really going to hide behind a woman for your entire life?!” Yan Beifei bellowed.

Long Chen chuckled and stood behind Tang Wan-er, saying, “You don’t understand. My const.i.tution is very weak. A prophet once told me I have soft bones and can only eat soft rice[1]. Besides, what’s wrong with hiding behind a woman? Aren’t you also depending on Qian Renxue?”

“You—!” Yan Beifei was left speechless. As Qian Renxue’s retainer, it was true that much of his success was due to her influence.

“You what? We are the same, so why bother being the pot calling the kettle black? If you really have guts, then come. You can challenge my wife. We’ll see if my wife can’t knock you down a peg,” said Long Chen with a wicked chuckle.

“Yan Beifei, I know you’re still bitter that I defeated Qian Renxue. Fine, if you can last ten moves against me, I’ll concede the t.i.tle of divine daughter to her,” Tang Wan-er declared.

With Long Chen back by her side, Tang Wan-er’s confidence soared. She knew Long Chen’s cultivation base was only that of a Sage King, but his presence made her feel invincible. She wasn’t about to back down now.

“Really?” Yan Beifei was enticed.

“Of course. But if you lose, can you make Qian Renxue renounce her claim to the t.i.tle of divine daughter and promise never to trouble me again?” Tang Wan-er challenged.

“Th-that—” Yan Beifei stammered, unsure of how to respond.

At that moment, a cold and clear voice cut through the air. “Tang Wan-er, do you think a b.i.t.c.h like you can bully my retainer?”

As the crowd parted, a tall and slender woman with an air of icy arrogance strode forward, flanked by her followers. She exuded a chilling aura, and the s.p.a.ce around her seemed to quiver as she walked, leaving a divine radiance trailing behind her like a rainbow.

When Long Chen saw her, his heart shook. This woman was incredibly powerful, her presence reminding him of Long Tianrui.

“That’s Qian Renxue,” Tang Wan-er transmitted to Long Chen, her voice tinged with disdain. “She’s a sore loser and a vicious woman. She’s secretly targeted my subordinates, even causing some deaths. The only reason I haven’t fought her is because I’m afraid I’d get too angry and kill her, and my master forbade me from doing that.”

Killing intent flickered in Tang Wan-er’s eyes as she shared this information with Long Chen. Actually, the moment Long Chen saw Qian Renxue, he could already tell she was an arrogant woman, willing to use any means to achieve her goals. Her sharp jaw, thin lips, and the black mole at the corner of her mouth all reflected her ruthless character.

Right at the start, she had insulted Tang Wan-er, causing Tang Wan-er’s temper to flare. Long Chen knew her woman wasn’t skilled in verbal sparring.

“Don’t say anything. Let your husband deal with her,” Long Chen said with a wave of his sleeve as he stepped forward.

Seeing Long Chen’s exaggerated posture, Tang Wan-er couldn’t help but laugh. Just the sight of Qian Renxue made Tang Wan-er want to beat her up. While the disdain and contempt in Qian Renxue’s demeanor were clear, Tang Wan-er knew she had to be careful. After all, as outsiders, they lived here on someone else’s goodwill, and her master’s position was not entirely stable. She couldn’t afford to stir up trouble.

However, with Long Chen standing in front of her, Tang Wan-er was suddenly reminded of their days on the Martial Heaven Continent. A warm feeling filled her heart. There wasn’t a woman alive who didn’t appreciate the sensation of being protected by someone they loved.

Despite Long Chen’s lower cultivation base, he was always her mental pillar. As long as he was present, Tang Wan-er feared nothing. His presence alone gave her unwavering confidence.

Suddenly, Long Chen asked, “Can I curse her?”

“Of course!” Tang Wan-er responded with a hint of excitement. “Her mouth is filthy. She often says I’m... well, you know, she’s a b.i.t.c.h.”

Tang Wan-er bit her lip, clearly unable to repeat the word Qian Renxue had used.

Seeing this, Long Chen immediately understood the kind of insults Qian Renxue had thrown at her. At that moment, Qian Renxue approached them, her gaze filled with disdain as she looked down on them.

Clearing his throat, Long Chen started, “May I ask who this shovel-faced beanpole with a flat back and flatter front is? Should you be spouting c.r.a.p from your grand mouth? If you’re willing to help this humble self comprehend this, I would be very grateful.”

Qian Renxue’s face darkened, and killing intent flashed in her eyes. Indeed, this woman wasn’t blessed with good looks.—her long face and flat chest were taboo subjects. Hence, no one had ever dared to speak about these flaws, let alone in public.

For Long Chen to ruthlessly mock her in front of everyone left the entire crowd silent, disciples gasping in shock but not daring to utter a word.

Tang Wan-er, on the other hand, was practically cheering on the inside, resisting the urge to clap for Long Chen. This woman had insulted her time and again, both openly and in secret. Since Tang Wan-er wasn’t skilled in verbal comebacks, Qian Renxue’s words had always angered her. Seeing Long Chen deliver such a sharp blow that made Qian Renxue’s face twist with rage filled her with immense satisfaction.

“How do you want to die?” Qian Renxue asked icily, her gaze locking onto Long Chen as her killing intent engulfed him.

1. The Chinese phrase "eating soft rice" (吃软饭, chī ruǎn fàn) is a slang term for a man who lives off a woman or is kept by her ☜