Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Long Nannan's opponent, a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, smirked upon seeing her petite figure, his face filled with disdain.

"I just happen to be in need of a maid, and I think you'd be perfect. How about this, come back with me to the Sword Saint Palace and be my maid; I'll take good care of you."

A greedy glint appeared in the eyes of the Golden Core Realm grandmaster, clearly taken by Long Nannan's adorable appearance.

Long Nannan's eyebrows knitted, and she coldly retorted, "Need your sister! I'm going to smash your damn head!"

After speaking, Long Nannan erupted with intense murderous aura. Her movements were swift, her figure as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of the Sword Saint Palace's Golden Core Realm grandmaster.

The Golden Core Realm grandmaster's face changed slightly, not expecting Long Nannan to act so quickly. He was just about to retreat.

But at that moment, he heard Long Nannan's shout, "Sacred Dragon Fist!"

Long Nannan's little fist condensed a robust power of Spirit Essence, turning her entire fist into a dragon's head, which roared out the very next moment.

Bang!

Long Nannan's Sacred Dragon Fist slammed hard into the Golden Core expert's stomach, making him widen his eyes as he felt the impact force surge from his belly. He quickly mobilized his strength to defend, but he was still sent flying over ten meters away.

With a retch, the Golden Core expert vomited a mouthful of fresh blood. He had not expected that the delicate and cute Long Nannan could deliver such a horrendous attack. Caught off-guard, he was punched and injured.

Before he could recover, Long Nannan's figure rapidly approached once again. The Golden Core expert's complexion changed slightly. Hastily gathering his breath, he met her advance and drew his katana to clash with Long Nannan.

Sausage Sister was surrounded by three experts of the Half-Step Golden Core Realm; she was not the least bit lax, her expression grave.

Ye Feng hadn't deceived her. Right from the start, she felt pressured. Fighting three, although of a lower realm than herself, was different from fighting just one. Since they were referred to as Half-Step Golden Core, they indeed possessed some combat power of the Golden Core Realm. She had to be extremely focused, or she might be defeated!

On Ye Feng's side, his Spear of the Ancestral Dragon already clashed with the katana of the Sword Saint of the Western Palace, causing loud collisions.

Ye Feng's expression was solemn; he was not negligent. After all, he was facing a Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm. The Sword Saint of the Western Palace's attacks were incredibly powerful, and Ye Feng had to resist with full effort every time.

What Ye Feng didn't know was that the Sword Saint of the Western Palace was utterly shocked at this moment. He was a true Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm, yet he was fighting to a standstill with Ye Feng?

"What realm are you, exactly?"

The Sword Saint of the Western Palace had a dark expression as his katana struck down, pushing Ye Feng back several steps.

"What realm am I? Of course, I'm at the Peak Martial King. You can see that for yourself, unless you're blind, in which case, let's pretend I never said anything."

Ye Feng wore an amused expression, and with a flash of golden light in his other hand, the Emperor's Sword appeared.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the Sword Saint of the Western Palace nearly cursed out loud.

Peak Martial King?

Who would believe it?

A Peak Martial King able to battle a Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm?

How many great realms was he supposed to have transcended to fight against a Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm? Throughout history, which Peak Martial King had ever been able to fight a Yin-Yang Realm Great Power?

The Sword Saint of the Western Palace narrowed his eyes. According to what he knew, Ye Feng was just twenty-six years old. At twenty-six to be able to contend with a Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm, that talent could not be allowed to grow stronger, or it would pose endless trouble.

"Die!"

The Sword Saint of the Western Palace shouted furiously, his breath rising to its peak in an instant, revealing the full might of a true Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm. Everyone present felt a heaviness descend upon them, suppressed by this mighty aura.

"Sword Saint Domain!"

An odd power burst forth from the Sword Saint of the Western Palace. The power spread swiftly, enveloping everyone present within it.

With the envelopment of this power, everyone from the Sword Saint Palace shuddered, their eyes gleaming, their sword momentum increasing somewhat.

Those on Ye Feng's side all changed their expression slightly. Chi Jark said, "Not good, this is the Power of the Domain from a Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm. The Sword Saint Domain of the Sword Saint Palace will increase the sword momentum of everyone there by ten percent, their strength will rise correspondingly!"

Ye Feng was initially puzzled, but upon hearing Chi Jark's explanation, he immediately understood. Great Powers of the Yin-Yang Realm possessed Domains.

Including the Sword Saint of the Western Palace himself, his sword momentum had also become ten percent stronger than before!

Ye Feng's expression also changed; this situation was extremely disadvantageous for them. They were already outnumbered, relying on their strength to make up for it. Now, with everyone from the Sword Saint Palace having their sword momentum increased by ten percent, effectively raising their strength by the same margin, it might not be a big issue for the others, but Sausage Sister!

Ye Feng glanced at Sausage Sister and noticed she was already showing signs of being suppressed. Initially, she could juggle fighting against three Half-Step Golden Core experts, but now their sword momentum had strengthened by ten percent, making it harder for her to defend.

If this continued, Sausage Sister might be in danger.

"Xiao Chubby, quickly deal with your opponent and go help Sausage Sister!"

Ye Feng transmitted his voice to Xiao Rulong.

Xiao Rulong was completely dominating his opponent in the Half-Step Golden Core Realm, and his adversary, merely a common Golden Core Realm cultivator, was no match for him. Now having been beaten to the point of spitting blood repeatedly, even with a ten percent increase in Sword Momentum, the gap was still too vast, and his opponent was no match.

"Good!"

Xiao Rulong also noticed the situation on Sausage Sister's side and, not daring to neglect it, burst forth with power once again, accelerating his assault.

On Chi Jark's side, Miyamoto Ichiro finally breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the boost of the Power of the Domain.

Shock still colored his eyes, for no other reason than Chi Jark's overwhelming strength!

He had initially thought that as the third-ranked talent, he would be more than enough to handle Chi Jark, the sixth, but after their encounter, he realized he was gravely mistaken.

Chi Jark was very strong, even stronger than him, to some extent, and Miyamoto Ichiro was completely suppressed, which was quite unbearable.

However, now blessed with the Domain, Miyamoto Ichiro's attacking power had also increased, and there was no longer the overwhelming suppression from before. Gradually, he fought to a standstill with Chi Jark.

Chi Jark's expression turned grave as he quickly transmitted his voice to Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, if this continues, we may run into trouble."

Ye Feng, of course, understood and squinted his eyes as he watched the Sword Saint of the Western Palace.

I must eliminate this guy first!

The Sword Saint of the Western Palace, watching the tide of battle shift, laughed heartily, "Ye Feng, let me show you the might of a true Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm!"

With a booming laugh, the Sword Saint of the Western Palace raised his katana, with countless energies converging upon the blade, and a Reach the Sky Sword Qi descended from above.

Ye Feng's face was solemn as he donned the Emperor's Armor, which was condensed and refined, radiating golden light, and he raised both the Emperor's Sword and the Spear of the Ancestral Dragon in his hands.

Boom!

The Sword Saint's Reach the Sky Sword Qi struck down upon the Emperor's Sword and the Spear of the Ancestral Dragon, and although both Top-Level Magic Treasures were formidable, they trembled continuously under the powerful attack of the Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm, emitting a faint hum.

Ye Feng's body sank in midair while his aura erupted non-stop in resistance to the Sword Qi.

After several seconds, Ye Feng shouted explosively, shattering the Sword Qi.

But at the same time, his body flew backwards, tumbling several times in the air before steadying himself.

Hovering in midair, Ye Feng's face was slightly pale, and turmoil still surged within him.

The Sword Saint's strike was very forceful, and although Ye Feng had managed to block it with great effort, he had nearly been injured.

Indeed, none should underestimate a Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm.

The Sword Saint of the Western Palace was even more surprised to see Ye Feng withstand his attack, knowing that his previous move had been nearly his full force. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng had still caught it, and seemingly without injury.

"You truly are strong, I must say, you are the most outstanding talent I've ever seen."

The Sword Saint couldn't help but praise and then said, "Why don't you come to our Sword Saint Palace? I can make a decision on my own and offer you the treatment of a Deputy Palace Master. Moreover, we can write off any past grudges between you and our Sword Saint Palace."

The Sword Saint outright issued an Amnesty Order, indeed coveting talent; Ye Feng's talent and strength surprised him greatly. If they could recruit Ye Feng into the Sword Saint Palace, it would likely not be long before they gained another super-powerhouse.

After all, Ye Feng was only twenty-six years old and could already compete with him, a being of the Yin-Yang Realm to this extent. What about in a few more years?

Ye Feng was taken aback upon hearing the Sword Saint's words, thinking to himself, to offer me an alliance mid-fight?

Miyamoto Ichiro, who was still engaged in combat with Chi Jark, however, changed his expression, thinking it unacceptable for the Northern Border King Ye Feng to serve as a Deputy Palace Master in their Sword Saint Palace.

"Sword Saint, this is a matter of great importance, please think it over!"

Miyamoto Ichiro urgently called out.

He was genuinely panicked because the position of Deputy Palace Master was expected to be his—the Master of the Sword Saint Palace had already mentioned that as long as he made it into the top ten in this Talent List competition, after emerging from the Source Secret Realm, he would assume the position of Deputy Palace Master!

But now the Sword Saint was considering offering this to Ye Feng; how could he not be anxious? It was his to take.

A Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm in the Sword Saint Palace had the authority to make such a decision.

Chi Jark and the others were also shocked; Ye Feng's charm was too significant, it seemed. There were deep feuds between him and the Sword Saint Palace, and now they were considering an alliance?

"Ye Feng, our Sword Saint Palace's Deputy Palace Master possesses high authority and can access many resources. When it comes to cultivation, there is absolutely nothing to worry about."

The Sword Saint, seeing Ye Feng not speaking, struck while the iron was hot. Attracting a talent like Ye Feng to the Sword Saint Palace would be the best possible outcome.

Suddenly, Ye Feng scoffed, looking disdainfully at the Sword Saint of the Western Palace, "Have you had a chunk scooped out of your brain?"

The Sword Saint's face froze instantly.