Hua Ruxian was instantly angered: "I disagree, he's just a scoundrel!"
Hua Ruhua said, "But Master..."
Hua Ruxian sulked, "I don't care, I want to kill him."
Hua Ruhua tentatively asked, "Young Master Ming, please don't misunderstand. We are not here to demand an explanation. We have come about a marriage proposal. Are you a dual cultivator?"
Ming Zhitian nodded, "Yes. Are you done? You can leave now. Don't disturb my cultivation."
Hua Ruxian said, "Who cultivates by fighting with their bare hands? It's truly ironic. Only those obscure martial cultivators would do such a thing! And a dual cultivator? I suspect he's a废修 (waste cultivation), and he has the nerve to be our future husband?"
Hua Ruhua felt her sister's words were a bit harsh, "Sister..."
Hua Ruxian disdained everything, her gaze unwavering. Instead, she wanted to witness Ming Zhitian's embarrassment firsthand.
Ming Zhitian did not get angry. He put away the "Shujian Lu" (Book of Swords): "Are you finished? Then that's all."
"........."
Seeing Ming Zhitian ignore them and jump into the training ground to awaken the mechanical puppets one by one and continue his combat training, the two women were slightly stunned.
No one had ever been so indifferent to their peerless beauty. Today, they had finally encountered such a person.
Hua Ruxian was dismissive, but Hua Ruhua, on the other hand, had become a little fan girl of Ming Zhitian, completely smitten.
Hua Ruxian noticed this and pinched her sister's soft flesh: "Sister, don't tell me... you've fallen for him?"
Hua Ruhua's pretty face blushed, "Sister, don't you have any feelings for him at all?"
Hua Ruxian said directly, "No."
Hua Ruhua shook her head slightly, "I don't believe you."
Hua Ruxian said, "Believe it or not."
Hua Ruhua teased her, "Sister, let me ask you, how does he compare to other men?"
Hua Ruxian thought for a moment and said, "We are both at the second level of the Shenwei Realm. When he faced us alone just now, his strength was not inferior to ours. Moreover, he is a martial cultivator. Among the martial cultivators I've seen, he is the strongest."
Hua Ruhua scoffed at her, "Then why did you just call him a waste cultivation?"
Hua Ruxian stood tall and proud, "Wasn't that just me speaking out of anger?"
Hua Ruhua said with interest, "What else? How is he as a person?"
Hua Ruxian shook her head, "I don't know. We haven't interacted much. Currently, he appears to be steady and serious. Compared to most lecherous young masters, he seems to be exclusively devoted to his cultivation."
Hua Ruhua propped up her cheeks and said, "So, Sister, you do have some good feelings towards him, right?"
Hua Ruxian remained noncommittal and did not refute, "If he could shed that coldness and indifference towards us, perhaps I would look at him more directly. But this person... is too arrogant and still needs improvement."
As they spoke, Ming Zhitian let out a roar! "Die!"
Under the circumstances of not having any magical artifacts or techniques, relying solely on his meager spiritual energy, he defeated more than a dozen mechanical puppets at the second level of the Shenwei Realm with his bare hands.
Following that, a surge of power washed over him, and Ming Zhitian advanced to the third level of the Shenluo Realm!
"Heavens!" Hua Ruxian and Hua Ruhua covered their cherry lips, their beautiful eyes wide with astonishment.
It turned out that their earlier fight with Ming Zhitian, which they thought was evenly matched, was actually Ming Zhitian holding back. Furthermore, he had defended them, two cultivators at the second level of the Shenwei Realm, while he was only at the second level of the Shenluo Realm.
What terrifying physical strength! They watched in silence, awestruck.
Hua Ruhua's admiration for the man before her grew even stronger. In contrast, Hua Ruxian felt ashamed for the first time. She, the proud eldest daughter who had always carried herself with such haughtiness, had her arrogance only amplified by others' consistent concessions. At least, that's what she believed.