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When Ling Dong walked into the courtyard, his expression was still very ugly.
He couldn't understand. He had already worked so hard in this life and changed so many things. Why did they still want to do this? Humiliating Ling Dong while humiliating his father, Ling Yuanshan, at the same time?
This Mr. Qiao was none other than Ling Dong's father-in-law in his previous life, who was not fated to be with him. At the same time, he was also the second son of one of the three great sects in the Yaoguang Empire, the Clear Sword Sect. He was only ten years older than Ling Yuanshan, but he was already at level 1 of the Earth Emanations Realm and was extremely powerful.
The young lady that Mister Qiao brought was naturally his youngest child. Her surname was Qiao, and her name was Ruyan. She was as beautiful as her name suggested. Ling Dong had seen her once in his previous life, and she was extremely stunning.
They hadn't interacted much in his previous life, and they had only exchanged a few words. They had only lightly criticized Ling Dong's hedonistic behavior in South Mountain County. After that, Mister Qiao paid a visit to the elders of the Ling family and proposed to annul the marriage.
Not only did he humiliate his father, Ling Yuanshan, but he also lost a powerful ally. As for the Ling family, Ling Zhengshan and the others, they were exceptionally pleased. They ridiculed Ling Dong's son and became even more arrogant.
Ling Dong had thought about this matter many times in his previous life. He didn't blame the Qiao family for proposing to annul the marriage. If it were him, he also wouldn't be willing to marry a talented and beautiful girl to a hedonistic person like him.
He only hated the Qiao family for kicking him when he was down!
Should he divorce Qiao Ruyan in front of everyone, or should he think of another way to prevent this from happening?
Frankly speaking, Ling Dong did not really care about the Bright Sword Sect, but Ling Dong absolutely did not want his father to be ridiculed in front of everyone again and lose all his face!
"Oh, Brother Ling, you said that your son's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds in the past six months, from Houtian Realm Level Three to Houtian Realm Level Eight?" A slightly dignified voice came from the living room.
"Yes, my Dong-er used to be quite lazy, but now he's unusually hardworking. Every day, when he hears the rooster, he starts to dance and trains hard. Not only has his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, he even defeated a junior at Houtian Realm Level Nine a few days ago." Ling Yuanshan's gentle voice was filled with gratification and pride.
Actually, Ling Yuanshan still had some reservations. Ling Dong only used three and a half months to advance from Houtian Realm Level Three to Houtian Realm Level Eight. Ling Yuanshan said this because he didn't want Ling Dong to attract too much attention.
"To advance from Houtian Realm Level Three to Houtian Realm Level Eight in half a year, he's already considered an extraordinary genius. Even in our Bright Sword Sect, it's rare to see someone like that," Mister Qiao said after pondering for a while.
Hearing this, Ling Yuanshan smiled with gratification and satisfaction. At this moment, an untimely arrogant voice rang out.
"What's there to brag about for an 18-year-old from an aristocratic family to have Houtian Realm Level Eight cultivation? In our Bright Sword Sect, there are plenty of sixteen and seventeen-year-old condensed aura cultivators! An 18-year-old at Houtian Realm Level Eight is trash in our Bright Sword Sect. He's only fit to be an errand boy! "The arrogant voice of a man suddenly sounded in the living room.
At the same time that Ling Yuanshan's light laughter stopped, Ling Dong's expression turned ugly. Who was this bastard who actually dared to embarrass his father?
"Peng Zhuo, don't be unreasonable!" Mister Qiao's reprimanding voice sounded.
However, the youth called Peng Zhuo was unusually stubborn. "Second Uncle, am I wrong? Which errand boy in our Bright Sword Sect isn't at Houtian Realm Level Seven or Eight? An aristocratic family's son who's only at Houtian Realm Level Eight at the age of eighteen actually dares to brag about it, hmph! "
In the living room, Ling Yuanshan's expression turned ugly, but he couldn't flare up. Mister Qiao's palm lightly slapped the coffee table. Just as he was about to say something, the door suddenly opened.
Bam! Bam!
The tightly shut door of the living room was almost pushed open by Ling Dong. He walked into the living room with a gloomy face and a murderous aura around him.
At the same time, Ling Dong threw a heavy object into the living room. The smell of blood filled the air!
The few people in the living room held their breaths at the same time. The enmity from Ling Dong's body was too obvious, especially the young lady standing behind Mister Qiao. She faintly wrinkled her nose, while the face of an unfamiliar young man sitting below suddenly became somewhat nervous.
Mister Qiao's gaze was fixed on the corpse that Ling Dong had thrown on the ground. The corpse of a demonic beast!
"Father, I'm back! Eh, there's someone here? "Ling Dong pretended to be surprised and asked.
Seeing that his son had returned, Ling Yuanshan's ugly expression became much better. "Dong-er, you're back from the mountains. Come, come, let me introduce you. This is Mister Qiao from the Bright Sword Sect. He's also your future father-in-law. Hurry up and greet him."
After hearing Ling Yuanshan's introduction, the first person to react was actually the youth, Peng Zhuo. A sharp glint flashed across his eyes.
"Greetings, Mister Qiao!" Ling Dong was unusually calm as he greeted in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing.
While Mister Qiao's eyes flashed with a strange glint, Ling Yuanshan introduced, "This is Miss Ruyan. This is the young expert from the Bright Sword Sect, Bi Pengzhuo!"
His gaze swept past Qiao Ruyan's graceful figure without stopping. Then, his gaze met with Bi Pengzhuo's, and it was quickly filled with hostility.
Qiao Ruyan's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. This youth in front of her could actually recognize her beauty? He wasn't like other people who would stare at her fiercely when they saw her for the first time.
Seeing that the situation was a little awkward, Ling Yuanshan hurriedly asked, "Dong-er, did your trip to the Xiong Nan Mountain go smoothly?"
Before Ling Dong could reply, Mister Qiao said in a low voice, "Xiong Nan Mountain, you're only at Houtian Realm Level Eight, and you're going to enter the Xiong Nan Mountain, which is filled with monsters? Do you want to die? What are you doing in the Xiong Nan Mountain with this level of cultivation? "
"Training!" Ling Dong replied indifferently. Of course, he couldn't reveal his true motive.
"Training? I think you're going on a sightseeing tour, right? Tell me, how many family guards did you bring? Fifty guards, or a hundred? "The youth named Peng Zhuo seized the opportunity to taunt Ling Dong.
"Heh, my Dong-er entered the mountain and indeed brought two bodyguards with him!" Ling Yuanshan explained.
Hearing this, Peng Zhuo became even more proud. "Second Martial Uncle, I was right, right? He definitely brought two guards. Two guards, at least at Xiantian Realm Level Six, or even Xiantian Realm Level Seven elites, right? "
Ling Yuanshan's face suddenly revealed a look of anger. He looked at Mister Qiao, who was staring at the corpses on the ground, and said angrily, "Dong-er entered the mountains with only two local warriors as guides. Their cultivations were only at Xiantian Realm Level Three and Level Two."
"Impossible!" The youth named Peng Zhuo exclaimed as he pointed at the corpses on the ground.
"Oh, is what Brother Ling said true?" Mister Qiao asked suspiciously, as if this matter was very important. "Then what about the two guides that Young Master Ling brought? Can you let me see them?"
"Dead. They died in battle when they encountered the Green Horned Wolves!" At the same time, Ling Dong faintly replied, he took out two Demonic Cores from the Demonic Beast Green Horned Wolf that were still stained with blood.
"It's a pity that I killed eleven Green Horned Wolves and only obtained two Demon Pills. The two guides also died under the siege of the Green Horned Wolves. " Ling Dong didn't lie about the Green Horned Wolves. On the eighth day of subduing the Ma Yin Valley, he encountered a pack of Green Horned Wolves while exchanging information with the Ma Yin Valley.
"Eleven Green Horned Wolves, Xiantian Realm Level Two and Level Three died, but you, a Houtian Realm Level Eight, are still alive. Is there a more idiotic joke than this?" Bi Pengzhuo mocked again.
Ling Dong only handed the two Green Horned Wolf Demon Pills that were stained with blood to his father. He directly ignored Bi Pengzhuo's words and put on an expression that said, "It's up to you to believe it or not."
Mister Qiao turned his gaze to Ling Dong's father, Ling Yuanshan, as if questioning Ling Yuanshan if Ling Dong was telling the truth.
Ling Yuanshan's expression changed. "Brother Qiao, my Dong-er may be naughty, but he never lies in front of me!"
Mister Qiao's expression changed. He pointed at the three-tailed demon dog on the ground and asked, "Why, did you also kill this Xiantian Realm Level Four demon dog?"
Ling Dong's heart skipped a beat. This Mister Qiao was very smart. He only knew that the Xiantian demon dog was a mid-stage Xiantian Realm beast, but this Mister Qiao was able to determine its rank just by looking at the corpse.
"Yes! Although this three-tailed demon dog was at Xiantian Realm Level Four, its eyes were extremely sensitive to strong light, so it wasn't difficult to kill it! I heard that this three-tailed demon dog was very nutritious, so I hunted one for my father! "Ling Dong said calmly.
At this moment, Bi Pengzhuo spoke again proudly. "Second Martial Uncle, I told you that he was lying. I was right, wasn't I? The three-tailed demon dog's weakness is obviously its tail. How could it be sensitive to strong light?
Nonsense. Even if you don't know, you don't have to lie, right? Hmph, didn't you just say that your son doesn't know how to lie? How embarrassing! "
Just as Mister Qiao's expression turned ugly and was about to explode, Ling Dong suddenly acted up. A long sword appeared in his hand with a flip of his hand. The green light under his feet was hazy, and his entire body exuded a terrifying aura as he pounced forward!
Bi Pengzhuo was instantly shocked by Ling Dong's terrifying aura!
"Pa!"
A resounding slap resounded in the living room. It was especially ear-piercing. "If you don't want to die, then apologize to my father!" Ling Dong's cold voice was as cold as ice on a winter's day.
"Dong Er!"
"Hmm?" Ling Yuanshan exclaimed. Mister Qiao was very surprised, but Qiao Ruyan's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of splendor!
Bi Pengzhuo, who was stunned by Ling Dong's slap, was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had been slapped by the trash Ling Dong in front of his Martial Uncle and the junior sister that he had always admired!
His handsome face immediately turned abnormally red. However, he couldn't do anything because there was a long sword at his throat that could take his life in an instant.
"I forgot to tell you that I've already advanced to Houtian Realm Level Nine during this training in the mountains. I can already spit out sword energy! You better apologize to my father immediately. Otherwise, I don't even need to move my hands. I only need to activate my sword energy to kill demons and demons. It's extremely clean! "
As Ling Dong spoke, he revealed a mouthful of cold white teeth, scaring Bi Pengzhuo so much that he didn't dare to make the slightest move. The thick smell of blood and murderous intent on Ling Dong's body wasn't fake. Anyone in the living room could sense it.
"Houtian Realm Level Nine!" Ling Yuanshan exclaimed in joy.
"Houtian Realm Level Nine? From Houtian Realm Level Eight to Houtian Realm Level Nine in a month? "Mister Qiao's eyes were filled with shock.
If this was true, then this Ling Dong's cultivation speed was too abnormal, wasn't it? Even the disciples of the Clear Sword Sect, under the full nurturing of the sect, would need close to two to three months to advance from Houtian Realm Level Eight to Houtian Realm Level Nine.
As he thought of this, Mister Qiao once again sized up Ling Dong. The murderous aura and the smell of blood that permeated his entire body were left behind from the battle with the Monstrous Beasts in the mountains. He had decisively taken action to subdue Bi Pengzhuo in an instant. Such a decisive and murderous method appearing in an eighteen year old youth was truly unusual.
"Let go. If you don't want to die, let go of me immediately!" Bi Pengzhuo's handsome face was flushed red as he roared in a low voice.
"You still dare to threaten me?" Ling Dong suddenly laughed evilly. A weak wave of sword energy rippled out, and the long sword in Ling Dong's hand suddenly surged with a layer of green light.
That was the sign of spitting out sword energy!
"No!" As Mister Qiao cried out in alarm, Bi Pengzhuo's face instantly turned ashen … (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original reading!)
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