After exiting Yuyue Gambling House, the skinny old man looked back and sighed. Then, he led the three profligates back to the Yuan Family, carrying Yuan Po.
Seeing the number one genius of his family being carried back, one could imagine how furious Old Master Yuan was.
"Bastard, who did this?!"
Yuan Hong, who was already a few hundred years old, had his hair standing on end. He looked like an enraged lion. The three profligates knelt before him and trembled, not daring to say a word.
"Old Master Yuan, here's the thing …"
The skinny old man explained everything that had happened. In the end, he said, "I suspect that the young man called Hao Fen should be a member of the Xiangshi Clan from another dynasty, and he's probably here to provoke us."
"Humph!"
Yuan Hong snorted angrily and scolded, "Even so, why didn't you stop Po 'er?!"
"Uh …"
The skinny old man's mouth twitched, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his face. Moreover, he felt that even he might not be a match for that young man.
Moreover, he had brought Yuan Po back with good intentions, but he was scolded instead. He was even more displeased.
Everyone cared about their dignity, especially proud Xiangshi Masters like them!
"Old Master Yuan, you can go out and ask about the situation. You can say that if I wasn't there, your grandson would be kneeling at that young man's feet and calling him grandpa!"
The skinny old man said in a deep voice. Then, he pulled his nephew and walked out in a hurry.
Yuan Hong's body trembled with anger. He only calmed down after a few Yuan Family members comforted him. His sparkling eyes flashed with a strange light.
He knew that it was not the skinny old man's fault. Although he was angry, he did not stop him.
"A fifteen or sixteen-year-old brat defeated Po 'er's Eye Technique?"
Among the younger generation in An City, Yuan Po's Eye Technique was at least among the top three. It was just that he lacked experience in judging its grade.
"I, Yuan Hong, would like to see exactly how formidable that little bastard is to actually dare to provoke my Yuan Clan!"
After thinking for a while, Yuan Hong ordered a middle-aged man beside him, "Yuan Yi, go to Yuyue Casino and send me a duel invitation. Three days later, I want to personally meet this arrogant little bastard!"
"Yes!"
Yuan Yi, who was at the side, responded and quickly walked out.
...
"Great Elder!"
Yu Xiao's face was filled with joy as he walked towards the headquarters of the Yuyue Gang. Along the way, all the guards greeted him respectfully.
"Yes."
Perhaps it was because he was in a good mood, but he nodded slightly at the guards.
In a bedchamber, there were stones that were surrounded by Spiritual Qi. In the middle, there was a bed made entirely of Martial Crystals. An old man with a head full of white hair and beard sat on it. A vast and boundless aura faintly circulated around his body.
"Ancestor."
Yu Xiao bowed and called out respectfully when she arrived before the bed.
"Oh, it's Xiao 'er."
The old man opened his eyes. His gaze was calm as he glanced at Yu Xiao. Then, he closed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Xiao 'er has a matter that I would like to hear from Ancestor!"
Yu Xiao was still bowing.
"Speak!"
The old man didn't even open his eyes as he spoke.
"Yes! …"
Yu Xiao responded and told the old man everything that had happened that day. He also told him about what happened in the cellar. He didn't add his own guesses into the story. Finally, he said, "Ancestor, please make a decision on how to deal with this matter."
"Is there really such a thing?"
The old man opened his eyes. A strange light flashed across his eyes.
"Indeed, Xiao 'er saw it with his own eyes."
Yu Xiao said respectfully.
This old man was the leader of the Yuyue Gang, Yu Xiu!In the Yuyue Gang, everything was decided by him. Now that they had offended four big families of Xiangshi, it wasn't a good thing for the Yuyue Gang. Therefore, he had to ask the old man.
"Xiao 'er, what do you think?"
The old man was still very calm. He glanced at Yu Xiao, who had his head lowered, and asked softly.
"Xiao 'er feels that this young man is more important than the other four families!"
Yu Xiao replied.
"Very good."
The old man responded and said, "Do as you think. You don't have to worry about anything else."
As he spoke, the old man didn't seem to care about the four big families at all.
"Xiao 'er understands!"
Yu Xiao was overjoyed. He knelt down and kowtowed to the old man three times. Then, he slowly retreated out of the door.
"The heavens seem to want to help our Yu Clan rise."
After a long time, the old man murmured, "This young man must have mastered the Primordial Secret Technique. Hao Clan?Perhaps it's another powerful family. "
After a while, the room returned to silence, leaving only a vast aura flowing in the air.
...
Early in the morning, a ray of blue light appeared in the sky. It was fighting against the darkness in the sky. At the border of blue and white, a faint purple light appeared. It was extremely beautiful.
Feng Hao opened the window and looked into the distance. When he saw the purple light, his heart started beating faster.
"Is this the Purple Air from the East?"
The purple spiritual energy in the eastern sky just happened to meet the requirements of the East-rising Purple Qi technique.
"Phew … Let's begin."
Returning to his bed, Feng Hao sat down cross-legged. He let out a light breath and calmed his mind.
Silently, he activated the Purple Air from the East. His eyes trembled a few times, as if they were covered with a layer of faint purple light. It was just that it wasn't obvious.
After a while, Fenghao felt as if his eyes were on fire. A scorching heat flowed up his eyes, causing them to feel a little pain.
"It's working!"
Fenghao rejoiced in his heart and circulated the East-rising Purple Qi even faster. He directly ignored the burning pain in his eyes.
There seemed to be an invisible thread between the heavens and the earth. The purple Qi in the horizon seemed to be drawn towards a certain location. Not long after, a layer of purple light enveloped Feng Hao's eyes. As it moved, it was as if a flame was leaping about.
Roughly six hours later, the purple aura in his eyes slowly faded, and the searing heat also disappeared without a trace.
"What's going on?"
Fenghao opened his eyes. Within his eyes, a faint purple color flashed before disappearing. It was replaced by a puzzled expression. Raising his head, he saw the sun that had already risen high in the sky.
"It's already morning …"
He exhaled slightly and sighed.
There were too many requirements to cultivate the Purple Air from the East. He could only do it in the morning, and it only had a few hours. If this continued, he would need a lot of time to achieve great success.
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