Chapter 14: The Uncomfortable Ji Kun

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Following this, Bai Ling issued a challenge for a three-day duel, and his opponent was none other than his former fiancée, Ji Jiu’er.

The announcement left countless people stunned—some scoffed, while others secretly raised their thumbs in admiration of Bai Ling.

The crowd surged toward the direction of the city lord’s manor...

Bai Ling wore a flowing white robe. His gaze was resolute, his features refined and graceful, exuding an otherworldly elegance. His long hair streamed behind him, his entire presence radiating an ethereal aura.

A calm, serene smile never left his face, captivating many young women who watched him with dreamy, entranced eyes...

He strode directly toward the Ji family’s estate, the seat of the city lord. Suddenly, a warm sensation on his arm caught his attention. Bai Ling glanced sideways to see Xuan Ningyue linking her arm with his, her brows arched, her alabaster cheeks illuminated by a radiant smile.

“Come on, Brother Ling!” Xuan Ningyue raised her fist enthusiastically like a joyful little girl.

Her clear, lively eyes startled Bai Ling; it seemed she was even more confident than he was.

Throughout the journey, Bai Ling remained unaffected by the murmurs and whispers around him. He wore a smile and moved forward resolutely, while Xuan Ningyue’s face never ceased to shine brightly.

Seeing Bai Ling linked arm in arm with a stunning young woman, countless men clenched their teeth in silent jealousy and envy, their gazes filled with complex emotions.

His former fiancée, Ji Jiu’er, was breathtakingly beautiful, with a background so formidable it intimidated many. She had caused numerous talented youths in Liuyue City to halt their pursuit, overwhelmed by her allure.

Yet now, beside Bai Ling stood another young maiden whose every glance and smile left many breathless, frozen in place, their hearts aflame.

Xuan Ningyue, linked arm in arm with Bai Ling in such an intimate manner, combined her angelic smile with a figure and beauty that set the hearts of Liuyue City’s young men ablaze with envy.

That pretty boy… how could fate be so kind to him?

Bai Ling suddenly sneezed, then smiled warmly. Waving gently to all the varied expressions around him, he continued forward...

Bai Zhentian’s face bore a gentle smile throughout.

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Under the blazing sun, outside the city lord’s manor.

A vast plaza spanning thousands of square meters was densely packed with people.

Ji Kun furrowed his brows and shot a venomous glance at his wife, his face dark as iron. “Was it you who leaked the news?”

“My daughter is a disciple of the Saint Yuan Immortal Palace. So what if Bai Ling has awakened? He will inevitably become my daughter’s disciple. With so many witnesses, if Bai Ling dares to back out later, how will he face his shame? And come to bother my daughter again? Hmph!” Ji’s mother flared her nostrils and looked smug.

Ji Kun tightly shut his eyes, clenched his fists so hard that his whole body trembled. At this moment, he truly wished to have a three-day battle with his wife!

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Family scandals should not be exposed; Ji’s mother was truly foolish!

Yet now, everyone knew...

His heart was overwhelmed with complexity. Ji Jiu’er was his daughter; Bai Ling was a boy he had raised since childhood. He loved him deeply for his looks, character, and integrity. Moreover, Bai Ling was the nephew of his good brother, Bai Zhentian. Dreaming of him as his future son-in-law always brought a smile to his face.

But now...

Ji Kun closed his eyes again, took a deep breath...

Ji Jiu’er was stunningly beautiful. Her eyes gently closed, hair swaying in the breeze, her elegant green dress perfectly outlining her enchanting curves for all to see.

Thousands of men gathered around the plaza were captivated by Ji Jiu’er’s figure and unique aura, their eyes wide in shock, frozen in place...

Soon after, sounds of gritted teeth and pleas of mercy came from their companions, who firmly grabbed their men’s ears, warning them with sharp looks!

Ji Jiu’er stood calmly at the center of the plaza, silently awaiting the challenger.

Her former fiancé—Bai Ling.

At the front of the crowd, a thunderous uproar suddenly rose.

A narrow path, wide enough for only three people, slowly opened.

Bai Ling, linked arm in arm with Xuan Ningyue, faced piercing laughter and cold sneers but remained steadfast as he walked toward the Ji family gate, followed by Bai Zhentian’s warm and gentle smile.

Bai Zhentian and Xuan Ningyue approached Ji Kun and sat down softly.

Ji Kun looked at Xuan Ningyue’s arrival and was about to stand and say, “Greetings...” but then caught the icy glint in her eyes and quickly shut his mouth, remaining seated.

Cold sweat broke out on Ji Kun’s forehead. This was the current emperor of the Luo Xuan Empire. At this moment, Ji Kun’s wife’s status rose threefold in his mind. Fortunately, she was not foolish enough to reveal Xuan Ningyue’s identity.

Otherwise, with thousands gathered outside the city lord’s manor, the ensuing scene would have given him a terrible headache.

Imagine—a noble young woman emperor herself coming to witness what was supposed to be a simple breakup duel between two ordinary youths in Liuyue City...

What a majestic and commanding presence!

Bai Zhentian’s face kept a joyful smile, like a happy child.

To him, Bai Ling’s challenge against Ji Jiu’er, a peak-level Ling Yuan realm cultivator, was a monumental gap.

But in his deepest memories, on a distant continent, not even his own father could have dared such a terrifying challenge!

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Thinking of Bai Ling’s parents, a wave of sorrow, despair, unwillingness, and overwhelming anger flashed deep within Bai Zhentian’s eyes, gradually moistening them.

He quietly observed the young man walking steadily toward Ji Jiu’er. Under the scorching sunlight, he seemed to radiate a fierce blaze, burning fiercely—a lone figure standing against the heavens like his father, turning the tide alone.

Making all proud rivals bow their heads humbly before his father...

Yet, over these three days, Bai Ling’s every word and deed showed a confidence never before seen in him over the past decade. Bai Zhentian seemed to foresee the outcome—Bai Ling would surely win. As for how? No matter how hard he thought, he could not fathom Bai Ling’s true advantage...

For eighteen years, Bai Zhentian had raised Bai Ling, moving from place to place to avoid relentless pursuit, suffering grievous wounds, finally settling in this remote corner...

This boy, born under a tragic fate, orphaned in youth, quiet and somewhat solitary in nature, had undergone a profound transformation overnight following Ji Jiu’er’s breakup.

He had grown up...

A look of satisfaction crossed Bai Zhentian’s face. Stroking his beard, he turned to Xuan Ningyue beside him. She wore an unreadable expression, lost in thought. When Bai Ling glanced her way, her face instantly lit up with a radiant smile, causing Bai Zhentian’s lips to twitch.

He turned back to Ji Kun, who looked despondent, sighing deeply as if aged many years in just three days. Among his thick black hair, dozens of white strands stood out vividly.

Ji Kun grabbed a wine jug and drank deeply, then turned his head toward Bai Zhentian. Seeing the latter’s ever-cheerful smile, he felt even more distressed.

Suddenly, Bai Zhentian uttered a phrase that pierced Ji Kun’s heart: “Brother Kun, who do you think will win today?”

Ji Kun slammed the wine jug down on the table, exasperated. “Who wins? Does it matter? Neither outcome changes the fact that they are no longer engaged!”

Bai Zhentian shook his head slowly, understanding the man’s deep inner struggle. Both were dear to him. He was right—no matter who won, Bai Ling and Ji Jiu’er’s future together was shattered.

Ji Jiu’er was his biological daughter; Bai Ling was his good brother’s nephew, a boy he had watched grow up...

Now that it had come to this, Ji Kun buried his face in his hands, overwhelmed with pain.

Ji’s mother looked at Ji Jiu’er with a triumphant smile, then sneered at Bai Ling.

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Bai Ling stepped into the center of the plaza, staring expressionless at Ji Jiu’er, who was only ten meters away.

The smile on Bai Ling’s face gradually faded as he said coldly, “Ji Jiu’er, from this moment onward, there shall be no ties between us ever again!!!”