The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

“Alright, I’ll go to your little space to deal with a few people. You can stay home and relax,” Chen Xuan said.

"You mean Duan Fei and Gui Li?"

"Pretty much. They keep jumping in my face to mock me, it's time to lose my temper."

With that, he left the small world and came to Luo Menglan's space.

His eyes were sharp as he walked straight toward the courtyard where Duan Fei was.

Duan Fei was drinking and making merry with several followers in the courtyard when he noticed Chen Xuan's arrival. A cold smile appeared on his face as he slowly stood up, still holding a half-full wine cup in his hand.

"Hey, isn't this Chen Xuan? What brings you here?"

"Actually, there wasn't much wind, it was just whispered in my pillow!"

"Pillow talk?"

Duan Fei threw his head back and laughed loudly, which caused his followers around him to burst into laughter as well.

"You really think you're something special. You're just lucky to have married two women, and you think you're all that?"

A flicker of jealousy flashed in Duan Fei's eyes.

"Actually, it's more than that." Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his aura began to become dangerous.

"Actually, there are also members of the Yun family."

"The Yun family?? Hahaha! You're not worthy!" Duan Fei said as if he had heard a huge joke.

"I won't say anything else. Since you're here today, kneel down and kowtow three times. Maybe if I'm in a better mood, I'll let you off the hook."

"otherwise......"

As Duan Fei spoke, several of his Dragon King Palace followers came forward and surrounded Chen Xuan. They were all eager to fight, their faces showing fierce expressions.

Duan Fei drew his soft sword from his waist, the blade flashing coldly in the air as it pointed at Chen Xuan.

"Today, either you kneel down and call me 'Master,' or... you won't be leaving this courtyard."

"is it?"

"Then let's give it a try." The moment Chen Xuan finished speaking, flames burst into flames around him without warning.

The flames were not ordinary crimson, but rather a mysterious and fiery azure, like a blooming flower of hell, instantly filling the surrounding space.

Without any warning, it was as if the flames had been dormant within his body, waiting only for this moment to burst forth.

Duan Fei's followers were still surrounding Chen Xuan, their fierce expressions still lingering, when they were engulfed by the sudden flames.

Before they could even utter a cry of alarm, their bodies were rapidly carbonized by the intense heat, turning into black ash that drifted away in the wind.

A burnt smell filled the air, mixed with the lingering aroma of alcohol, making the atmosphere in the courtyard even more eerie.

"You... are you a human or a ghost? You've broken through to the Immortal King level?" Duan Fei was somewhat shocked.

This person's breakthrough was too fast, it was too unreasonable.

"It's just a fluke."

"I think so too. He just broke through and couldn't resist showing off. But unfortunately, I am also a Celestial King!"

As Duan Fei spoke, his immortal power surged and churned, enveloping him in golden light, which rivaled the azure flames surrounding Chen Xuan.

“I already knew, so I brought you a gift.”

As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, the space behind him distorted, and a beautiful and charming figure appeared out of thin air. It was Duan Fei's mother-in-law, Shi Meitong.

"Huh? Lord Chen Xuan? What's going on?" Shi Meitong was a little stunned.

"Duan Fei? What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're planning to attack Lord Chen Xuan while Ling'er and I are away?"

Duan Fei opened his mouth, about to explain, but Shi Meitong, like an angry lioness, didn't give him any chance to speak.

She stretched out her slender yet powerful hand and slapped Duan Fei hard across the left cheek with a loud "smack".

Duan Fei's face swelled up at a visible speed, and five clear finger marks appeared on his face.

“(), listen to me…” Before Duan Fei could finish speaking, Shi Meitong’s right hand was raised high again, followed by another crisp sound, “slap,” her right cheek also suffered.

"You good-for-nothing! You usually seem like a decent person, how come you keep doing such foolish things! Do you think you can mess with Lord Chen Xuan?"

She grew angrier as she spoke, and her hands moved more and more erratically, raining slaps down on Duan Fei.

Duan Fei was so dizzy from the beating that his body swayed from side to side with each slap from Shi Meitong.

He dared not fight back and could only subconsciously raise his arm to cover himself, but Shi Meitong did not give him a chance to breathe.

Each slap was accompanied by a resounding "smack, smack" that echoed through the quiet courtyard.

"Ding! Duan Fei, the Chosen One, has suffered a mental setback. Reward: 10000 Destiny Points! 10 Lottery Draws!"

Chen Xuan stood to the side, a playful smile on his face.

"Alright, alright, Xiaomei, calm down, calm down." Chen Xuan pretended to step forward to dissuade her, but a smile was clearly on his face.

"Brother Duan may have just made a mistake. Don't get upset and hurt yourself."

Shi Meitong stopped what she was doing after hearing Chen Xuan's words.

"Lord Chen Xuan is right. If I were to become ill from anger, it would be damaging your property, which would be a great loss. I beg you to punish me."

Upon seeing this, Duan Fei stood frozen in disbelief.

His cheek was swollen high, bearing a clear handprint, but at this moment, the physical pain was insignificant to him.

He never imagined that Shi Meitong, who was usually dignified and dignified and "caring" towards him, would refer to herself as an object in front of Chen Xuan, so humble and submissive.

"Ding! Duan Fei, the Chosen One, has suffered a worsening of his mental state. Reward: 50000 Destiny Points and 50 more lottery draws!"

"Mother-in-law, what...what are you saying?"

Shi Meitong didn't even glance at him, but turned around and looked at Chen Xuan with a flirtatious expression:

"My lord, this unfilial son has offended you so much that I am willing to take the punishment on his behalf. I only ask that you calm down."

Chen Xuan's lips curled into a meaningful smile. He gently raised his hand and lightly lifted Shi Meitong's chin with his fingertips.

"Xiao Mei, for your sake, I'll let him off the hook for now. But... do you know what you're going to do?"

"I understand."

Upon hearing this, Duan Fei felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation and anger. He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and clenched his fists tightly at his sides, his nails digging into his palms and drawing blood.

"What's wrong, Brother Duan? Have you lost your tongue?" Chen Xuan said jokingly upon seeing this.

"Weren't you so arrogant just now, telling me to kneel down and call you 'Master'? How come you don't even dare to say a word now?"

"Chen Xuan... I, Duan Fei, will remember this humiliation you have suffered today."

"Snapped!"

"Duan Fei, are you ungrateful? How dare you speak to Lord Chen Xuan like that? From now on, if you're going to address him, you'll have to call him 'Dad'! Do you understand?" Shi Meitong's face instantly turned cold.