3: Chapter 3: 1v6, the advantage is on our side, let's beat her up!

Feng Yange immediately went to grab the Rough Egg, but was repelled before she could even touch it.

"Feng Yange, let go of that egg!"

Feng Jiaojiao appeared in the cave with her five husbands, her eyes full of greed.

"This egg is mine. If you know what is good for you, get out!"

Feng Yange ignored Feng Jiaojiao and instead earnestly asked the Rough Egg behind her, "Are you willing to be my husband? My name is Feng Yange, I am nineteen, and I do not have a husband yet. If you agree, we shall sign the marriage stone."

Behind her, a chorus of laughter erupted, with Feng Jiaojiao's voice being particularly prominent.

"Feng Yange, you waste without a Spiritual Root, you actually want a Spirit Beast egg to be your husband? Are you trying to laugh me to death? By the time it hatches, you will be dead of old age."

Hatch and she would be dead of old age?

There is such a good thing? Couldn't she then consider finding Spirit Beast eggs for all her future husbands? That way, she could focus on Cultivating and out-compete them to death.

"What is wrong with a Spirit Beast egg? Before we came in, Mother said that marriage does not distinguish between species, as long as both parties are willing."

Feng Yange looked at the Rough Egg, "As long as he is willing, I will take him as my first husband."

"Feng Yange, you really are not picky. This egg has so many bumps on it; even if it takes human form, it will be an incredibly ugly male Spirit Beast. I think you really are desperate!"

After Feng Jiaojiao finished speaking, her husbands all laughed along.

"Mistress, a waste paired with a bumpy egg—it is quite a match."

"Exactly, I am just afraid that even such a bumpy egg would not want to marry her."

"What if it is female inside?"

Feng Yange's face darkened. She whipped out her long whip, which cracked on the ground in front of them. Her eyes were cold, "If you do not want to have your ribs broken like before, get out!"

Feng Jiaojiao stepped back, feeling a chill; she was actually intimidated by Feng Yange's gaze.

"Feng Yange, you... you waste... crack!"

Before Feng Jiaojiao could finish speaking, she was struck by Feng Yange's whip. She gritted her teeth in pain, only to realize that Feng Yange was toying with the whip—it was her own!

"Feng Jiaojiao, how does it feel to be hit by your own whip?"

"You..."

Feng Jiaojiao wanted to lash out, but her husbands immediately pulled her back, whispering, "Mistress, watch out for Feng Yange. I have inquired about her; ever since she was beaten by us that day, she has been acting very strange. Even Old Woman Zhang in her courtyard was almost beaten to death by her. We might as well wait and see how she intends to marry this egg."

Feng Jiaojiao clenched her fists, her eyes vicious, "Feng Yange, I want to see what ability you have to marry this egg."

[Host, they deserve to be frustrated. If it were me, I would definitely have you lead your husbands to gang up on them; if you cannot kill them, you must at least cripple them.]

Feng Yange curled her lips in a cold sneer and looked back at the Rough Egg.

[System, must my first husband be him?]

An elite talent sounded very good, but if she could not take it now, she did not want to waste time. Feng Jiaojiao had a violent temper, and if she really fought her for it, she might not have the upper hand.

[Yes, Host, your first husband must be him. Please complete the mission, Host.]

"Are you willing to be my first husband?"

The Rough Egg had no reaction. Feng Yange took a deep breath and reached out to touch it, only to be repelled several steps before she could make contact. A chorus of laughter erupted behind her.

"Feng Yange, you waste, even a Spirit Beast egg does not want to marry you. You waste without a Spiritual Root, you might as well just die!"

Seeing Feng Yange in such a sorry state, Feng Jiaojiao mocked her even more brazenly.

Feng Yange clenched her fists, the veins on her forehead throbbing. She could not take it anymore!

[Host, 1v6, the advantage is ours, beat her up!]

Feng Yange brandished the whip in her hand. Looking at Feng Jiaojiao's mocking smile, she lashed out at Feng Jiaojiao without mercy. Feng Jiaojiao immediately dodged, becoming even more provocative and mocking, "Feng Yange, you do not really think I will let you hit me like just now, do you?"

The whip in Feng Yange's hand struck Feng Jiaojiao flexibly and accurately. With nowhere to dodge, she immediately pulled out a sword to block it. Feng Yange's whip swung across but was blocked.

The sword was covered in a layer of blue light, which deflected the force of Feng Yange's whip and sent her flying. She slammed hard against the cave wall, spat out a mouthful of blood, and knelt on one knee, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

[System, use one drop of Spirit Spring.]

Feng Yange's whole body was trembling. She recognized that sword; on the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, Feng Jiaojiao had brought this sword to her courtyard to show off. It was a treasure sword capable of blocking damage from the Spirit King Realm.

(Rank classification: Spirit Practitioner Realm, Spirit Master Realm, Spirit King Realm, Spirit Emperor Realm, Spirit Emperor Realm, Spirit Venerable Realm, Spirit Saint Realm, Spirit God Realm, Lingdun Realm, Chaos Realm, Eternal Realm, all divided into low, middle, and high stages, but the most powerful in the Xuanling Continent is only at the Spirit Emperor Realm.)

Feng Jiaojiao was at the high stage of the Spirit Practitioner Realm, while she was a waste without a Spiritual Root, relying purely on brute force to defend. This blow had almost cost her half her life.

[Emergency mission issued: Please use the Spirit King Experience Card to defeat Feng Jiaojiao. Completing the mission will grant two Spirit King Experience Cards.]

[System, it is so good to have you!]

Feng Yange closed her eyes, hearing the System's voice in her ear. When she opened them again, Feng Yange's gaze was sharp, "Feng Jiaojiao, I will show you for showing off!"

The aura on Feng Yange's body changed. So this was what Spirit King Realm cultivation felt like.

"You... how could you have cultivation?"

Feng Jiaojiao sensed the gap in their Realms and began to panic. Pointing at Feng Yange, her jealousy was about to overflow, "So you have been hiding your true strength all along! Feng Yange, you... you cannot kill me. Mother said that sisters must not kill each other."

Feng Yange sneered, "My good sister, how could I ever kill you?"

Inside the cave, blood-curdling screams rang out. Feng Yange's whip struck Feng Jiaojiao repeatedly. Her husbands wanted to protect her, but they were given a thrashing as well, screaming incessantly.

Half an hour later, Feng Jiaojiao and her husbands were covered in injuries, curled up in a ball, shivering.

Feng Yange toyed with the whip, sweeping a cold gaze over them, "Feng Jiaojiao, if you dare to provoke me again next time, I will beat you every time I see you."

"I... I will not dare to anymore!"

"Get lost!"

Feng Jiaojiao scrambled away, supported by her husbands as they left the cave. Feng Yange put away the whip and lazily swept her gaze over the egg. The Rough Egg that had been on the stone suddenly landed by her feet and rubbed against her, as if currying favor.

[Congratulations to the Host for completing the mission. Two Spirit King Experience Cards have been issued. Host, it has agreed to be your first husband.]

Feng Yange bent down to pick up the Rough Egg, her eyes sincere, "Are you willing to be my first husband?"

The Rough Egg moved, and Feng Yange seemed to see it nod.

A marriage stone suddenly flew out from Feng Yange's body, crystal clear. The Rough Egg spun around on the marriage stone a few times, and a drop of essence blood dripped onto the marriage stone.

[Congratulations to the Host for successfully taking a husband. Please complete the marriage ceremony, Host: kiss your husband!]