Peerless Beauty: Picking Up a Beast as My Husband

Mu Yan'er lay on the ground, covering her face with one hand and smiling helplessly. After the competition ended, the Mu family members came to the arena and carried her away. If she is still stubborn and holds onto this matter, it will be difficult for her to improve in the future.

The students from the strongest academy also rushed to the arena. They cheered excitedly, including Su Fengyang and Yun Che. Even the serious Chang Lan arrived. Then Su Fengyang whispered something in Chang Lan's ear, and the two of them suddenly got very close to Feng Hua. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he threw Feng Hua high into the sky.

Seeing this, the other students stretched out their hands, tossed him high into the air, and caught him. Feng Hua could only helplessly let them hold him up. Once the students' excitement subsided, Feng Hua's feet returned to the ground.

It was about time to give out the rewards, so the students returned to their seats and sat up obediently.

Then the host returned to the center of the arena. With a wave of his hand, a table appeared out of thin air in the middle of the arena. Smaller prizes were placed directly on the table, while larger prizes were placed directly on the arena floor.

"The once-in-a-decade Holy City Grand Competition has come to a successful conclusion. Now, please welcome the winner of this competition, the strongest academy, to come forward and receive the award."

Ge Hong looked at Feng Hua with pride and thought to himself: Level 5 Spirit King, I didn't expect this kid to catch up with my level so quickly. It really is true that the younger generation surpasses the older generation.

"Feng Hua, go and collect your award."

Feng Hua smiled upon hearing this: "Dean, I'm only in charge of fighting. Don't even think about leaving me with the huge mess of the strongest academy and then going off to travel and have fun."

"You brat!" Ge Hong, his secret exposed, angrily went to claim his prize. After verifying that the prize was genuine, he stored it all in his storage artifact amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.

"Now, please come up according to your competition ranking to receive the gifts prepared by the strongest academy."

The first-place prize had already been claimed, and Ge Hong led the students from the strongest academy back home. Ye Luotian watched their proud departing figures, his teeth nearly grinding to powder. He stood up and spoke to the dean of Shangsong Academy, then hurriedly left with the Ye family.

Feng Hua and his group returned to the strongest academy. The academy's guard team was exclusively for the strongest academy, and they were given the best cultivation resources. Therefore, they did not need to choose any of the prizes, but instead put them all into the academy's warehouse. As for the students who participated in the competition, they could choose one item from all the prizes to keep.

The three Level 3 Spirit Masters knew they hadn't contributed much, so they chose a few items from the prizes and took them with them. However, those items were not ordinary in the eyes of outsiders.

The biggest rewards this time were the Dragon Thunder Crystal and the seventh-grade Rejuvenation Pill. Feng Hua didn't hold back and directly took the Dragon Thunder Crystal. Su Fengyang chose the pill. Yun Che already had a divine beast, so he didn't choose a divine beast and instead chose other treasures. After choosing all the rewards, they could finally go back to rest. Feng Hua had cultivated for so long and fought a fierce battle. All she wanted to do was relax and have a good sleep.

On the way back, Su Fengyang called out to him and then handed him the pill he had obtained.

“Feng Hua, you often travel outside and encounter more dangers. Keep this pill; I hope it can save your life in a crisis.” Seemingly afraid Feng Hua would refuse, Su Fengyang said again:

"I have already revealed the Emperor-Slaying Sword today. I will not return to my family for the next two years. I plan to stay in the academy to cultivate until graduation." Su Fengyang's eyes were filled with an unyielding determination. Nothing precious could compare to the friendship between friends!

Feng Hua smiled, accepted the pill, put an arm around Su Fengyang's shoulder, and said:

"Good brother, since it's your kind intention, I'll accept it. Two years from now, when we graduate, I'll make sure no one dares to touch you or your family."

"Haha, Feng Hua, I'll be counting on you from now on. But I, Su Fengyang, am no pushover either. I will definitely become a Spirit King in two years!"

The two returned to their student dormitory laughing.

Meanwhile, Ye Luo returned to the Ye family in a fit of rage. Because of the Holy City Grand Competition, all members of the Ye family had been sent out. They were only allowed to leave the sect on this one day, and after today, they would have to return to the Ye family to perform their duties.

When Ye Luotian returned, he only brought some people who participated in the competition. The huge Ye family mansion was empty. At this moment, a servant dressed in a servant's clothes came running from one side in a hurry. Then, in his panic, he bumped into Ye Luotian. Ye Luotian was already in a bad mood, so he kicked him.

"You bastard, are you blind?!" The man was kicked and fell to the ground, spitting blood. What he was carrying was exposed and fell to the ground. It was a piece of paper. A gentle breeze blew and the paper unfolded a corner, revealing what was on it: a portrait. Only half of the face was visible. Ye Luotian looked at the small part of the portrait, then his eyes turned fierce. He would never mistake this person even if he died and turned to ashes. It was Feng Hua's face!

Ye Luotian waved his hand, and the paper on the ground flew into his hand. He unfolded the portrait, and the hatred in his eyes suddenly turned into confusion, then shock. He put the portrait away, glanced at the person lying on the ground, and ordered:

"Feed him the elixir, make sure he doesn't die, and once he's healed, bring him into my room."

"Yes."

Ye Luotian quickly returned to his room, unfolded the portrait and looked at it again and again, seemingly extremely disbelieving of what was depicted in it.

At this moment, the person Ye Luotian injured was also brought over. The person lowered his head and dared not speak.

Ye Luotian unfolded the portrait and placed it in front of him:

"I'm asking you, who is the person in this portrait?"

The newcomer was trembling with fear, seemingly still afraid of the injury he had sustained from the kick, but he still spoke in a trembling voice:

"Yes, it is Ye Huasheng of the Ye family lineage, Young Clan Leader."

These words struck Ye Luotian like a thunderbolt, and he asked incredulously:

"You mean! The person depicted in this painting is Ye Huasheng, who was exiled by the Ye family! Ye Huasheng, the only remaining bloodline of the Ye family!"

The newcomer seemed to have made up his mind, then looked up into Ye Luotian's eyes and said resolutely:

"That's right, young clan leader, the woman in this portrait is indeed Ye Huasheng!" This person was Ye San, who had been brought from the border town! Seemingly afraid that Ye Luotian wouldn't believe him, he continued:

"I am Ye San, a subordinate of the border town steward. Ye Huasheng practiced evil arts in the border town, injured members of the clan, and then fled. The steward and I rushed to the main city to inform the clan leader of this."