"Hall Master Chu, please speak plainly."

Chen Xiao said directly.

"Father, Mr. Chen, I'll head back first."

Chu Qingluan was very sensible. Hearing that her father had something to say to Chen Xiao, she took the initiative to leave.

Chu He's politeness greatly surprised Chen Xiao. After all, the four guardians of the Zhushen Temple had fallen into his hands. Even if Chu He didn't become his enemy, he shouldn't be so polite to him, right?

Therefore, Chen Xiao thought that Chu He was only being polite to him, pretending cordiality.

But unexpectedly, after Chu Qingluan left, the first thing Chu He said to him was: "Mr. Chen, I would like to entrust my daughter to you. If I encounter misfortune one day, I hope you will treat her well."

Hearing this, Chen Xiao was immediately stunned. He never expected that what Chu He wanted to say to him was to entrust his orphan to him.

"Hall Master Chu, what do you mean by this? Are you worried that the Zhushen Temple won't be able to withstand the Lingxiao Temple's revenge?"

Chen Xiao asked, puzzled.

"Not so."

Chu He smiled and shook his head, "Although Lingxiao Temple is powerful, it would need at least a Wu Zun (Martial Reverent) level expert to break through the barrier and forcefully enter the Zhushen Realm. However, Huangfu Xiao, the strongest in Lingxiao Temple, is only a Great Completion Martial Emperor, still some distance away from Wu Zun. Therefore, as long as we don't fight for momentary gains and losses and hole up in the Zhushen Realm, Lingxiao Temple can't do anything to us."

"Then what do you mean by encountering misfortune?"

Chen Xiao was completely puzzled.

Chu He looked at Chen Xiao and slowly explained, "Mr. Chen, the gears have already started turning, and the great era is coming. At that time, someone will have to bleed and sacrifice, and as the Hall Master of the Zhushen Temple, I must take the lead..."

"Wait a minute, Hall Master Chu, what do you mean by the gears have already started turning, and what do you mean by the great era is coming? Can you say something I can understand?"

Chen Xiao interrupted Chu He. The more he listened to Chu He's words, the more confused he became.

"Mr. Chen, the Heavenly Dao God is about to descend upon the world, bringing disaster to mankind. When that time comes, a great battle will be unavoidable, and you are the legendary peerless genius who will turn the tide and save the world from fire and water..."

"Stop, stop, stop, Hall Master Chu, stop for a moment!"

Chu He was still speaking when Chen Xiao interrupted him again mercilessly.

"I, Chen Xiao, dare not claim to be a peerless genius. As for turning the tide and saving the world, I have no interest in that at all. Hall Master Chu, if these are the only things you want to say to me, then there's nothing more to say between us... As for entrusting your daughter, Miss Chu is not a child anymore. Even if you encounter misfortune due to some situation, she can take care of herself, so don't worry about it!"

Chen Xiao didn't play according to the rules at all. Moral kidnapping didn't work on him, and shouldering righteousness was something only fools would do.

After saying that, Chen Xiao directly summoned his flying sword and flew away.

But Chu He stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Could it be that I misjudged him? Chen Xiao is not the legendary peerless genius?"

Regardless of whether Chu He misjudged him or not, the Martial Arts Tournament had to continue.

The next morning, hundreds of martial artists gathered together to celebrate the grand event.

Chen Xiao had originally planned to leave, but the reason he stayed in the end was simply that he was unwilling to have come for nothing.

He wanted to take a look first, in case there were any unexpected surprises at the Martial Arts Tournament.

If it was just a meaningless conference, then it wouldn't be too late for him to leave midway.

In addition to Chen Xiao and the other thirty people, most of the participants in the Martial Arts Tournament were martial artists from ancient martial arts sects.

There were seventy or eighty ancient martial arts sects, large and small, and each sect sent two to five representatives to participate in the conference.

The total number of ancient martial arts sect martial artists participating in the conference was nearly three hundred. The weakest of these martial artists were Great Completion Martial Spirit, and there were also many Martial Saints among them.

Compared to them, the martial artists of the secular world could be said to be non-existent.

Of course, Chen Xiao was an exception, because the fact that he fought against the four guardians of the Zhushen Temple alone had already spread, causing a great uproar, and everyone was discussing it.

Wherever Chen Xiao went, countless eyes were cast on him, making him the focus of the crowd.

Even Tie Xue became smug, and when he met familiar martial artists, he patted his chest and showed off, saying that Chen Xiao was his good brother.

Chen Xiao didn't refute, after all, he was able to enter the Zhushen Temple thanks to Tie Xue.

"Hehe, Mr. Chen, we meet again."

A familiar voice came, and Chen Xiao turned his head to see Ye Santong from Xiaoyao Valley, smiling and walking towards him.

"Big brother!"

Xiao Hongchan ran over excitedly, hugged Chen Xiao's thigh, and sniffed greedily, "So fragrant, I really want to take a bite!"

"Hongchan, don't be naughty!"

Ye Santong pulled Xiao Hongchan back with a dark line on his forehead.

Chen Xiao affectionately rubbed Xiao Hongchan's head and said with a smile, "You little girl, why do you want to bite me as soon as we meet! What exactly are you?"

"Xiao Hongchan is..."

Xiao Hongchan was halfway through her words when Ye Santong suddenly covered her mouth and said with an embarrassed smile, "Mr. Chen, children are ignorant, don't take it to heart."

Chen Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't say anything.

But he was almost certain that this Xiao Hongchan was not an ordinary human, but a demon cultivator who had transformed.

"Mr. Chen, there are still a few old friends waiting for me to catch up, so I won't bother you. Let's talk later."

As he spoke, Ye Santong hurriedly left with Xiao Hongchan, as if he was afraid that Chen Xiao would see something.

Chen Xiao couldn't help but say in his heart that the martial artists of this ancient martial arts sect really respected strength above all else, even more so than the secular world.

The reason he came to this conclusion was mainly based on the performance of Ye Santong and Chu He.

These two had suffered quite a bit at Chen Xiao's hands, but their attitude towards Chen Xiao now was respectful, without any hatred at all.

At this moment, the Martial Arts Tournament finally officially began.

As the host, Chu He first gave a long and rambling speech in the main hall, thanking all the colleagues in the martial arts world for giving him face and coming to participate in this Martial Arts Tournament.

Chen Xiao was very impatient with this long speech and had already planned to leave early.

But at this moment, Chu He suddenly said something that shocked the audience.

"In order to thank everyone for coming from afar to participate in this Martial Arts Tournament, and also to allow everyone to quickly improve their strength in order to cope with possible dangers, I, in my capacity as the Hall Master of the Zhushen Temple, have made a decision. I have decided that today, I will open the Phoenix Spring to all martial artists participating in this Martial Arts Tournament!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was boiling, like a pot had been opened.