Dragon Country's northern border, Mount Qiankun!
Inside a simple log cabin with a roaring fire, five old men, clad in thick cotton padded jackets, cornered a young man on a heated brick bed. The elders wore faces etched with worry, while the youth grinned cheekily.
"Damn it, what the hell is this?"
Ye Zixiao's opening was a masterpiece of profanity.
"Disciple, the five of us are at the end of our ropes. We've taught you everything we know. Your martial arts are peerless, you're invincible. Go down the mountain and go bother your wife!" The eldest master, his temples streaked with gray, spoke with a hint of desperation.
"Disciple, take this card. It has over ten billion yuan in it. Spend it wisely when you get down the mountain. Without investing in financial products, you should at least be able to avoid starving." The second master, fond of showing off his wealth, held his head high.
"Beloved disciple, I have a mercenary army of three hundred thousand men. You are now the supreme commander. If anyone dares to act tough with you after you go down the mountain, just order them to have their entire families killed." The third master, boisterous and arrogant, declared.
"Kid, I own a corporation in North Sea City, with over a dozen entertainment centers under it, and more than three thousand beautiful girls. When it comes to women, you can do whatever you please." The fourth master, a northerner, spoke with easygoing candor.
"Disciple, my Asura Blade is forged from extreme cold profound iron. It can slice through metal and break iron with a mere breath, and all the experts in the world covet it. It's a priceless treasure, take it to trim your toenails!" The fifth master reluctantly handed it over.
Ye Zixiao glanced at the card, the command token, and the blade on the bed, then pursed his lips and said only one word: "Scram!"
"Damn it!"
"Bloody hell, I knew this move wouldn't work."
"This brat is a scoundrel!"
"If you don't go down the mountain soon, I'll kill you."
Seeing Ye Zixiao's attitude, the five masters instantly exploded. They forgot all about their dignity, yelling and cursing, their hands itching to gang up on their disciple.
"Hmph, got the guts for a one-on-one?"
Ye Zixiao provocatively sneered.
Eight years ago...
A patriarch of mysterious identity sent the seventeen-year-old Ye Zixiao to Mount Qiankun, making an enormous promise and requesting five peerless martial artists to teach him their skills.
Ye Zixiao possessed an extraordinary bloodline.
His talent for martial arts was terrifyingly abnormal!
In just five years, Ye Zixiao had mastered all the martial arts of the five peerless masters to perfection, even surpassing them. He was already unrivaled in one-on-one combat!
For the next three years, the five masters were forced to be Ye Zixiao's sparring partners, available to train with him at any time. Sometimes, in the dead of night, Ye Zixiao would drag a master up to fight.
They couldn't beat him.
And they couldn't get rid of him!
The masters were driven to the brink of despair, wishing they could hang themselves!
Finally, one day, Ye Zixiao's father sent someone with a marriage contract, ordering Ye Zixiao to go down the mountain for his wedding. To ensure Ye Zixiao would leave, the masters spared no expense, but Ye Zixiao still clung to his spot!
"Hehehe, disciple!"
The eldest master stepped forward, coaxing him with a lowered voice, "We don't dare to fight you one-on-one, and even together we can't defeat you. But you can't disobey your father's orders, can you!"
"Don't mention my father, he's crazy!"
Ye Zixiao sat cross-legged on the bed, furiously shouting, "I, the great young master of the Wolf Clan, being asked to be some dog-like son-in-law? My father is senile, he must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!"
"Alas!!!"
The eldest master sighed and shook his head.
The other four masters blinked, stopped shouting about fighting, and once again put on fawning smiles. If the sugar-coated bullets didn't work, and force didn't work, then they had to concede.
"Disciple, who is your father? His decisions must have their reasons!"
"Yes, beloved disciple, there's nothing wrong with being a live-in son-in-law. I heard the Lin family's daughter is a great beauty. You've hit the jackpot!"
"Kid, a handsome, rich, and powerful guy like you will never be mistreated. If your wife treats you poorly, we'll order all five of your senior sisters to become your mistresses."
"Sounds good, I think that's a plan!"
The masters had completely thrown all shame away!
"Holy hell, that's a bit exciting!"
Upon hearing the word "senior sisters," Ye Zixiao's eyes suddenly lit up. When he first came up the mountain, his five senior sisters had just descended. They were all top-tier beauties, unbelievably gorgeous!
The five masters sensed an opening.
They immediately decided to employ the honey trap.
"Your eldest senior sister, Ling Fei, is now the second-in-command of the Dragon Country's Protectorate. She commands vast armies. If she stamps her foot, the entire Protectorate Army will tremble!"
"Your second senior sister, Leng Chuxue, is now the Saintess of the Demon Country. If you visit the Demon Country, even the King and Queen will kneel to wash your feet."
"Your third senior sister, Luo Meixi, is now a hot international superstar. All the men in the world desire her body, but she said her first time is to be saved for you!"
"Your fourth senior sister, Han Shuang, is now the Vice Chairman of the Dragon Country's General Chamber of Commerce. Her wealth surpasses even that of Mount Qiankun; she's practically richer than the nation, yet she remains single."
"Oh, and most importantly, your fifth senior sister, Jiang Xiaoyao, lives in North Sea City. She is the sect leader of the Asura Gate. Even the mayor has to kneel and call her mother when he sees her."
The five masters spat with great animation.
"Holy hell, they're all this formidable!"
Ye Zixiao was somewhat surprised at this moment. In his memory, his five senior sisters had seemed like mere ornaments, but he never expected them to be such prominent figures!
"All of them have long legs!"
"Big butts, all capable of bearing sons."
"Their skin, each whiter than the last!"
"So tender and smooth, oh my!"
"They're all yours, you can do whatever you want with them."
The five masters had now completely abandoned any pretense of dignity!
Ye Zixiao sat cross-legged on the bed, listening. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curved upwards. Five visually appealing senior sisters – that was a pretty good stepping stone for descending the mountain.
"Still not good enough!"
Ye Zixiao suddenly pursed his lips again and murmured, "If I marry Miss Lin, I'll have to take responsibility as a man. I'm a very devoted person; I can't be fickle."
The five masters contorted their faces.
They wished they could strangle Ye Zixiao!
This brat was clearly tempted but was still playing coy. His own father had over a dozen wives; how could he not be a scumbag? Damn it, this was utterly shameless!
"Beloved disciple!"
The eldest master stepped forward and said meaningfully, "Being a live-in son-in-law is merely a charade. Keep the red flag flying at home while a colorful flag flutters outside!"
"Forget it, I'm not that kind of person. Besides, what will happen to you if I leave? I'm your only disciple. If I leave, who will look after you in your old age!"
Ye Zixiao was an Oscar-worthy actor.
"Damn it, we don't need you to look after us."
"Get lost, get out of here immediately."
"If you don't leave now, I'll commit suicide!"
"You bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"
"Disciple, please, go down the mountain!"
The five masters were all on the verge of collapse. They had finally revealed their true natures. Some cursed, some threatened, some pleaded, and one even brandished a knife, threatening to slit his own throat.
Ye Zixiao saw that things were getting out of hand.
If he didn't leave soon, the opportunity would be gone!
He grabbed the card and the blade from the bed, flipped off the bed, put on his padded shoes, crashed through the door, and rushed out.
Outside, the snow was thick and white!
A young man was running ahead, cursing. Five old men were chasing after him, crying, shouting, and scolding, stumbling along. It was unclear whether they were pursuing him or sending him off?!
"Tell my father, I can be a live-in son-in-law, but I'm not some spineless male lead in a novel. I won't endure humiliation. If pushed too far, I'll even hit my father-in-law."
Ye Zixiao shouted as he ran into the distance.
The five old men stopped!
They stretched their necks, looking towards the mountain path where Ye Zixiao was running. Once they confirmed the beast had completely descended the mountain, they all let out a sigh of relief, their expressions gradually relaxing.
"Wahaha, it's like New Year's!"
"Eight years! It's been eight years!"
"Let's go find the abbess for a drink tonight!"
"Damn it, keep it down!"
"Huh, I've got sand in my eyes..."
The five masters turned around, jumping and shouting noisily.
Below the snow-capped mountain.
Their disciple was prostrating himself towards the mountain!