Longguo, the Northern Frontier, Mount Qiankun Snow!
In a log cabin with a stove, five old men in padded cotton coats cornered a young man on the heated brick bed. The old men wore worried frowns, while the youth grinned cheekily.
"Damn it, what the hell are you doing?"
Ye Zixiao's opening was pure vernacular.
"Disciple, the five of us old fellows are at the end of our rope. We've taught you everything we know. Your martial arts are unparalleled, you are invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on your wife!"
The eldest master, with streaks of white at his temples, appeared somewhat subservient.
"Disciple, take this card. It has over a hundred billion on it. Be frugal when you go down the mountain, and without investing in financial products, you probably won't starve."
The second master, fond of showing off his wealth, held his head high.
"Beloved disciple, I have an army of three hundred thousand mercenaries. You are now the supreme commander. If anyone dares to provoke you after you descend, just order them to be killed, their whole family along with them."
The third master, boastful and arrogant, spoke with a wild tone.
"Kid, I own a group in North Sea City, with over a dozen entertainment venues under it. There are more than three thousand beautiful young girls. When it comes to women, you can do whatever you please."
The fourth master, from the North, was bold and unreserved.
"Disciple, this Shura Blade of mine is forged from extreme cold profound iron. It can slice through iron like mud and cut air. All the experts in the world covet it; it's a priceless treasure. Take it and use it to trim your toenails!"
The fifth master reluctantly handed it over.
Ye Zixiao looked at the card, the command token, and the blade on the bed, then curled his lips and uttered a single 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 immediately exploded. Forgetting their dignity, they snarled and cursed, itching to gang up on their disciple.
"Hmph, got the guts to fight one-on-one?"
Ye Zixiao taunted with utter disdain.
Eight years ago…
A patriarch of mysterious identity sent the seventeen-year-old Ye Zixiao to Mount Qiankun, making a monumental promise and requesting five peerless masters to impart their martial arts.
Ye Zixiao's bloodline was extraordinary.
His talent for martial arts was practically monstrous!
In just five years, Ye Zixiao had mastered all the martial arts of the five peerless masters to perfection. Furthermore, he had surpassed his teachers, and in one-on-one combat, no one could defeat him!
For the subsequent three years, the five masters were forced to become Ye Zixiao's sparring partners, required to train with him at any time. Sometimes, deep in the night, Ye Zixiao would drag a master up for a fight.
They couldn't defeat him.
They couldn't get rid of him either!
The masters were so tormented they were on the verge of hanging themselves!
Finally, one day, Ye Zixiao's father sent someone with a marriage contract, ordering Ye Zixiao to descend the mountain for marriage. To make Ye Zixiao leave, the masters spared no expense, but Ye Zixiao still clung to his spot!
"Hehehehe, disciple!"
The eldest master stepped forward, persuading him in a low, subservient tone, "We don't dare to fight you one-on-one, and even fighting you all together, we can't win. But your father's orders, you can't possibly disobey, right!"
"Don't mention my father; he's crazy!"
Ye Zixiao sat cross-legged on the bed, drinking furiously, "I, the young master of the Wolf Clan, they want me to be some dog-like son-in-law? My father is senile; he's been kicked in the head by a donkey!"
"Sigh!!!"
The eldest master sighed and shook his head.
The other four masters blinked their eyes, no longer shouting about fighting. They put on fawning smiles again. The sugary promises didn't work, and threats were useless, so they had to soften their stance.
"Disciple, your father is such a distinguished person; his decisions must have their reasons!"
"Yes, beloved disciple, being a live-in son-in-law isn't bad at all. I heard the Lin family's daughter is a great beauty; you've hit the jackpot!"
"Kid, a rich and handsome guy like you will never be mistreated. If your wife treats you badly, we'll order your five senior sisters to become your mistresses."
"That's right, I think it's a good idea!"
The masters had completely thrown all shame aside!
"Whoa, this is a bit exciting!"
Upon hearing the word "senior sister," Ye Zixiao's eyes suddenly lit up. When he first arrived at the mountain, his five senior sisters had descended; they were all paragons among women, exquisitely beautiful!
The five masters felt they had a chance.
They immediately decided to use the honey trap.
"Your eldest sister, Ling Fei, is now the second-in-command of the Dragon Country's Protectorate. She commands the three armies; if she stamps her foot, the entire Protectorate Army will tremble!"
"Your second sister, Leng Chuxue, is now the Saintess of the Demon Country. If you have time, go visit the Demon Country for fun. The King and Queen will have to kneel and wash your feet."
"Your third sister, Luo Meixi, is now a popular international superstar. All the men in the world crave her body, but she said her first time is reserved for you!"
"Your fourth sister, Han Shuang, is now the Vice Chairman of the Dragon Country's General Chamber of Commerce. Her wealth surpasses even that of our Mount Qiankun; she's rich enough to rival a nation, yet she remains single."
"Oh, and most importantly, your fifth sister, Jiang Xiaoyao, lives in North Sea City. She is the Sect Master of the Shura Sect; even the mayor has to kneel and call her mother."
The five masters spouted saliva everywhere.
"Whoa, they're all so formidable!"
Ye Zixiao was somewhat surprised at this moment. In his memory, the five senior sisters were like mere ornaments, but he hadn't expected them to be such influential figures!
"All of them have long legs!"
"Big butts, capable of bearing sons."
"Their skin, each one whiter than the last!"
"So tender, oh my!"
"They're all yours; feel free to have your way with them."
The five masters were now utterly shameless!
Ye Zixiao sat cross-legged on the bed, listening, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turning upwards. Five delectable senior sisters were quite a good stepping stone for descending the mountain.
"Still not good enough!"
Ye Zixiao suddenly pouted again and muttered, "If I marry Miss Lin, I'll have to take responsibility as a man. I'm a very devoted person; I can't be unfaithful."
The five masters contorted their faces.
They wished they could strangle Ye Zixiao!
This brat was clearly tempted, yet he was still pretending to be proper. His father had over a dozen wives; how could he not be a scumbag? Damn it, this is too much shamelessness!
"Beloved disciple!"
The eldest master stepped forward and said meaningfully, "Being a live-in son-in-law is just a charade, a play for the moment. The red flag at home must stand tall while colorful flags flutter outside!"
"Forget it, I'm not that kind of person. Besides, what about you if I leave? You only have me as your disciple; if I leave, who will look after you in your old age!"
Ye Zixiao was faking it masterfully.
"Damn it, we don't need your care."
"Scram, get out of here immediately."
"If you don't leave now, I'll commit suicide!"
"You bastard, I'll fight you!"
"Disciple, please, just go down the mountain!"
The five masters were all about to collapse, their true natures fully revealed. Some cursed, some threatened, some pleaded, and some even threatened to slit their own throats with knives.
Ye Zixiao saw that things were getting out of hand.
If he didn't leave soon, the stepping stone would be gone!
He grabbed the card and the blade from the bed, rolled off the bed, put on his padded shoes, knocked over the door, and rushed out.
Outside, the snow was white and vast!
A young man ran ahead, cursing, while five old men, crying, shouting, and cursing, staggered behind him, chasing him, it was unclear whether they were pursuing or sending him off!
"Tell my father, I can be a son-in-law, but I'm not the spineless protagonist in novels who endures humiliation. I won't tolerate being bullied; if pushed, I'll even hit my father-in-law."
Ye Zixiao yelled as he ran further away.
The five old men stopped!
They stretched their necks, gazing at the mountain path where Ye Zixiao was running. After confirming that the brute had thoroughly descended the mountain, they all breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions gradually relaxing.
"Wahaha, it's New Year!"
"Eight years, it's been eight years!"
"Tonight, I'm going to have a drink with the abbess!"
"Damn it, keep your voices down!"
"Huh, I got something in my eye…"
The five masters, hopping and clamoring, turned around.
Below the snowy mountain.
Their disciple was kowtowing towards the mountain!