A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 170: The Clash of Titans!

The Five Great Immortal Sects Grand Tournament was going to last for more than a month.

After finishing his first battle, Li Xuanxiao soon faced his second fight.

Still using the same method of offering moves to his opponent, helping them improve during battle.

Then barely winning himself — except the plan hit a snag during the fourth match.

What snag exactly?

One of the disciples had a bit of a foul mouth.

Which made Li Xuanxiao quite unhappy.

"Are Mount Shushan people always this cowardly?"

"Why don't you fight head-on?"

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Oh... haha, so Mount Shushan disciples are just like this."

"Your moves are terrible, it's like you're just handing them to me. Eat my spear!"

"I’ll stab, stab you into a bloody mess!!"

"........."

That Heavenly Dao Alliance disciple, wielding a spear, kept shouting as he fought.

The watching Mount Shushan disciples and a few Elders looked rather unpleasant, but didn’t say much.

"Too weak! Can you even try harder?"

"Tickling me, huh? Say something, why aren't you talking anymore?"

"That move was basically handing it to me."

Li Xuanxiao: ........

Xuanxiao Flying Kick!!

You talk too d*mn much.

Other than this little episode, everything went according to plan.

After Foundation Establishment, it moved to Golden Core Stage duels.

Representatives included Su Wan, Qin Wenke....

Then came Nascent Soul.

Silver Sword Peak’s Second Senior Brother had a little mishap, losing a match by a slight margin.

You had to know, Mount Shushan had never lost a Nascent Soul vs. Spirit Transformation Stage match before.

If Mount Shushan’s geniuses couldn’t cross stages to fight, they didn’t even qualify to be called geniuses.

Yet now Second Senior Brother from Silver Sword Peak actually lost.

It was unprecedented.

Li Xuanxiao wasn’t surprised at all.

Because ever since the Grand Tournament began,

on the very first night, Second Senior Brother wasn't even on Mount Shushan — he had gone off to find one of his ex-girlfriends.

The second night, it was a different woman.

The third night, two of his exes discovered each other.

And then beat the cr*p out of Second Senior Brother.

While Li Xuanxiao was still trying to figure out how to stop the two girls from falling into despair and turning evil,

the three of them made up and started having fun together again.

Every step was outside Li Xuanxiao’s expectations.

On the fifth day, Second Senior Brother rekindled things with yet another ex-ex-ex-girlfriend........

Until today, Second Senior Brother had just crawled out of bed this morning.

His face was pale when he got up on stage.

It would’ve been a miracle if he didn’t lose.

Li Xuanxiao didn’t bother with any rescue measures.

On the contrary, he thought that losing in this Grand Tournament might actually be a good thing for Mount Shushan.

It would let the younger disciples sense the looming danger, and stop dreaming about Mount Shushan being invincible forever.

".........."

As the Spirit Transformation Stage battles approached, the tournament finally entered its most exciting phase — and its final stretch.

Death Sect people began moving in the shadows.

Under the Deputy Sect Leader’s orders,

Death Sect followers hidden within the various sects started randomly attacking Mount Shushan disciples, then pretending like nothing happened after being beaten.

Stirring up friction between Mount Shushan and the other sects.

Waiting for the final explosion.

The next day, the final battle.

Spirit Transformation Stage. This time, Heavenly Dao Alliance sent out a disciple wielding the Gentleman Sword.

A disciple who had already made a huge name for himself in the martial world.

"This is my chief disciple, Mo Ye."

The Sect Leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance introduced proudly.

Elder Wangqing of Mount Shushan hissed, "Could this be the Mo Ye chosen by the Sword Saint himself?!"

"Exactly!!"

Everyone turned their eyes toward him.

There stood Mo Ye, clad in snow-white robes, a black silk belt at his waist emphasizing his tall, upright posture.

His face was cold and sharply chiseled, sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples.

His eyes were narrow and deep, like cold stars in a winter night — distant, icy, devoid of warmth.

A tall, straight nose, and lips tightly closed, as if nothing in the world could move him.

The long sword in his hand gleamed with a chilling light.

Today’s leader of the sword path — the supreme figure.

Once every thousand years, the Sword Saint descends the mountain to find a successor.

This time, he chose Mo Ye and personally taught him the sword.

Later, outside of Central State, Mo Ye slew three Spirit Transformation Stage great demons and one Half-step Body Fusion Stage demon king.

Proving his sword path.

Shocking the world!!

And then, Mo Ye advanced directly from early Spirit Transformation to Spirit Transformation Peak.

The Central State World Report already declared Mo Ye the number one Spirit Transformation cultivator.

Facing this man, even Mount Shushan wasn’t confident of victory.

Mo Ye carried the overwhelming aura of a true swordsman as he stepped onto the arena.

Even Sect Leader Lingxu of Mount Shushan couldn’t help but frown.

The Mount Shushan Spirit Transformation cultivator most likely to defeat Mo Ye was Lu Ziyin.

But Lu Ziyin was now Peak Master of Silver Sword Peak — it was improper for him to fight.

Besides, if the Peak Master lost, it would be extremely humiliating.

Yet, the other Spirit Transformation cultivators probably weren’t Mo Ye’s match.

Mount Shushan’s crowd immediately fell dead silent.

Lu Ziyin thought: His sword intent is complete. Even I might not be able to beat him.

Mo Ye kept his eyes closed, as if ready to cut down whoever stepped up.

Everyone could feel that pure sword intent from him — and the sword wasn’t even drawn yet.

Terrifying to the extreme.

The Spirit Transformation cultivator who was supposed to go up hesitated, and started backing down internally.

"I’ll go!!"

At this moment, a voice rang out.

Hm?

Everyone looked toward the voice and saw Xue Yun step out.

In a flash, he was already standing on the arena.

"It’s Senior Brother Xue Yun!!"

"Awesome, it’s Senior Brother Xue Yun."

"Xue Yun!!"

"......"

Xue Yun, the former Sect Leader’s son.

A Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator.

Undoubtedly Mount Shushan’s number one among the younger generation.

Although later he had been hurt emotionally and left Mount Shushan for years.

Now, he suddenly returned — and stepped straight onto the arena.

Everyone was a little stunned.

Xue Yun was still wearing his rough linen clothes. He took off the bamboo hat from his head.

"I’ll be your opponent."

Mo Ye opened his eyes. Upon seeing him, a small smile curled up at his lips.

A scornful smile?

Below, reporters from the Central State World Report and other outlets frantically captured the scene with Recording Stones.

The number one Spirit Transformation cultivator of today, facing the former number one.

A clash at the peak!!

Nothing could draw more attention.

Mo Ye shook his head with a smile, "Xue Yun, huh? Interesting. Then — I concede."

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