Chapter 12

Fang Hao's talent is undoubtedly unmatched by the younger generation of the Xiao family, and his future is boundless.

If this matter causes the Fang family to direct their anger at the Xiao family, it is naturally something these elders do not wish to see.

"Since that's the case, let's wait a bit longer," Fang Xun said coldly and indifferently.

The few elders of the Xiao family smiled apologetically beside him, but they were extremely frustrated inside.

"If we had known this brat would bring such a disaster, we should have let him die earlier," the elders cursed in their hearts.

At this moment, Xiao Yun was heading towards the Xiao family with great enthusiasm, his slightly immature face filled with joy.

"This time, I have reached the eighth level of the Body Tempering stage. I believe it won't be long before I can advance to the ninth level."

Xiao Yun had stayed in the Purple Cloud Mountains for two days. Not only did his martial soul become much stronger, but his cultivation also broke through.

However, due to the sparse essence energy in the outer regions of the Purple Cloud Mountains, he only reached the initial stage of the eighth level of the Body Tempering stage.

Despite this, Xiao Yun was quite satisfied, as breaking through the realm was the greatest benefit for him.

At least this proved that he was no longer the young man whose cultivation had stagnated for eight years.

As long as he could meet the requirements for his martial soul to advance, he could cultivate smoothly. With the strengthening of his martial soul, his cultivation speed would also increase. In this way, as long as he had enough resources, reaching the Xiantian realm would not be far off.

Just as Xiao Yun entered the gate of the Xiao family with a heart full of joy, he suddenly felt that the looks the clan members gave him had become somewhat strange, which made him quite surprised. However, with his good mood, he did not take it to heart.

"This waste has disappeared for two days and still dares to come back."

"I think he must have been hiding for the past two days."

But Xiao Yun had not walked far when some whispers reached his ears, making him feel somewhat uneasy.

"Brother, you're here." Just as Xiao Yun was pondering, a clear, bell-like voice suddenly sounded. Xiao Ling'er ran over from a distance, her delicate and pretty face filled with worry, almost running over.

"Ling'er, what's wrong?" Xiao Yun frowned.

"Brother, the Fang family is causing trouble for you. The elders of the clan plan to hand you over. Run quickly, or it will be too late," Xiao Ling'er pulled on the sleeve of the young man, her face full of anxiety, tears already rolling down her lively eyes.

It seems the Fang family is not going to let her brother off this time!

"The elders of the clan want to hand me over?" Hearing this, Xiao Yun's brows furrowed tightly, his heart aching as if cut by a knife, feeling inexplicable pain. "Do I mean so little to them that they don't even ask what happened before handing me over to outsiders for punishment?"

"Xiao Yun, you're finally here. Come with me to the living room," a rough voice sounded. A middle-aged man led a team of iron guards quickly surrounding Xiao Yun, their posture as if they were arresting a criminal.

"Uncle Xiao Mo, are you here to arrest me?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but show a bitter smile. As a direct descendant of the Xiao family, he had fallen to such a state. If this were known, it would surely become a topic of conversation for others.

"That's right," Xiao Mo said coldly. "Xiao Yun, you dared to use poison to injure Young Master Fang Wei. Come with me to receive punishment. A waste like you should stay in the clan and not cause trouble. It's a waste to have raised you for so many years."

"Waste?" Xiao Yun's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but mock himself.

"Fine, I'll go with you to meet the Fang family. I want to see how you will deal with a waste like me for the sake of outsiders." As he said this, the young man's heart tightened.

This is reality. Without strength, everything is in vain.

Fortunately, the young man is no longer the same as before!

A team of iron guards quickly surrounded the young man, closely following him.

Xiao Yun shrugged, didn't say much, and followed Xiao Mo towards the living room.

"Brother, don't go with them," Xiao Ling'er pulled on her brother's arm, her voice trembling with tears.

"Don't worry, Ling'er, I'll be fine," Xiao Yun gently stroked the girl's hair, smiling.

"Do you really think you're still the genius of the past?" Xiao Mo sneered coldly. "Let's go."

One of the iron guards immediately pulled Xiao Ling'er away.

"Get away, don't touch my sister!" Xiao Yun was furious, slapping the iron guard away with a palm, sending him flying.

"Such great strength!" The iron guard was shocked and furious. "You dare to attack me?"

"You're just an iron guard, and you dare to shout at me?" Xiao Yun's eyes were sharp, and he shouted, "Do you still know the clan rules?"

The iron guard snorted coldly, wanting to attack but holding back. He knew this young man could use poison!

"Don't take him seriously. He's just a man about to die," Xiao Mo said with a faint smile. "If you want no one to touch your sister, just go quietly." With that, he walked straight to the living room, treating Xiao Yun as a man about to die.

"Don't worry, Ling'er, I'll be back soon." Xiao Yun's heart was cold, but he still comforted his sister.

"Brother, I'll go find Grandfather. He will definitely come to save you," Xiao Ling'er said with a trembling voice.

"Grandfather..." Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed, and the image of a kind old man appeared in his mind.

Then Xiao Yun smiled bitterly. "Unfortunately, he has been in seclusion for two years and probably won't come out now."

Shaking his head, Xiao Yun followed Xiao Mo and left.

Xiao Ling'er, however, left stubbornly, heading deep into the Xiao family compound.

In the living room of the Xiao family, the elders of the Xiao and Fang families sat quietly, the atmosphere somewhat eerie.

"Xiao Yun has arrived!" When a rough voice sounded, everyone in the living room's eyes lit up, looking towards the entrance where a young man was walking in calmly and composedly.

Seeing this young man, Xiao Hong couldn't help but frown and sigh.

"What do you want with me, elders?" Xiao Yun glanced at the Fang family members indifferently and then looked at the elders.

"Xiao Yun, kneel down!" The leading elder's face darkened, and he immediately shouted at Xiao Yun.

The other elders also looked at Xiao Yun coldly, as if he were a plague.

"Kneel? Why should I kneel?" Xiao Yun's eyes turned cold, looking at the elder who had shouted.

This was the Great Elder of the Xiao family, with great power.

"You have gone astray, learned heretical ways, and poisoned the young master of the Fang family, disgracing the name of the Xiao family. Do you still dare to be defiant?" The Great Elder's eyes darkened, his aura intimidating. "Do you want me to take action? Hmph, you are no longer the same as before."

"Xiao Yun, quickly explain how you injured the young master of the Fang family," the other elders also spoke, questioning Xiao Yun.

The elders of the Fang family watched coldly, as if this matter had nothing to do with them.

"Ha, I am no longer the same as before?" Xiao Yun laughed to the sky and then questioned the elders, "Just because my cultivation has stagnated, you are helping outsiders to question me? Just because my cultivation has stagnated, you treat me like grass, ready to discard me at any time?"

"Ridiculous, do you speak to your elders like this?"

The Great Elder shouted coldly, a fierce aura pressing down on the young man, trying to force him to submit.

"Elders?" Facing the powerful aura, Xiao Yun felt his breath stifled, but he did not retreat, looking at the Great Elder and saying, "If you treat me like family, you are my elder, and I should respect you. But if you treat me like grass, why should I respect you?"

"Ridiculous, you scoundrel," the other elders also shouted.

"Enough, Xiao Yun, explain how you injured the young master of the Fang family," Xiao Hong frowned, slightly displeased with the elders' attitude, but only sighed and waved his hand, looking at the young man in the hall.

"Fang Wei and others provoked me without cause. I endured several times, but he wanted to kill me. To save my life, I had to fight back," Xiao Yun said indifferently. "Elders, are you going to hand me over to outsiders for punishment just because of this?"

"Does this mean that in the future, the Xiao family can only be beaten and cannot fight back?"

"This..." A few elders were momentarily speechless.

"But why did you use poison?" The Great Elder's eyes were dark.

"If someone wants to kill you, would you just wait to die?" Xiao Yun was filled with indignation and couldn't help but sneer. "Ha, truly ridiculous and pitiful. You don't even know the details of the incident, yet you are eager to hand me over to others. Are you the Fang family's dogs? I am a direct descendant of the Xiao family, with a noble status. Are you not afraid that this will become a laughingstock for others?"

"Ridiculous!" The Great Elder shouted, somewhat angry and embarrassed.

"You, a waste, have brought great disaster to the clan and still dare to defy the elders. It seems you are arrogant and disrespectful. Since that's the case, I think we don't need to discuss this further. Fang San Ye, this person is handed over to you for punishment," the other elders said with dark faces, making the decision to hand over Xiao Yun.

At this moment, they were not concerned about who was right or wrong. Their only concern was how to calm the Fang family's anger.

After seeing Fang Hao's talent, they all began to worry about their future.

"Since that's the case, we'll take this boy," Fang Xun smiled, satisfied, and stood up.

"So, in your eyes, I am just a waste." Seeing this, Xiao Yun's heart sank.

Is this what family is?

"Uncle, do you also agree to hand me over?" Suddenly, Xiao Yun looked up at the middle-aged man at the head of the table, wanting to see what his uncle really thought.

"Fang San Ye, can you spare his life?" Seeing the young man look at him, Xiao Hong's eyes flickered, not daring to meet his gaze. He took a deep breath, looked at Fang Xun, and smiled, "After all, he is a direct descendant of the Xiao family."

"Sparing his life is possible, but he must hand over the antidote and sever the meridians in his wrists, rendering him powerless," Fang Xun said coldly. "Of course, if he cannot cure my son's poison, he won't have a chance to live."

"Sever the meridians in his wrists?" Xiao Hong frowned. "Can this be avoided?"

"No," Fang Xun said coldly, without any room for negotiation. "He injured several of our clan members; how can he be let off easily?"

"I'll see who dares to touch my grandson!" At this moment, a powerful voice thundered.

"It's Father!" Xiao Hong's eyebrows twitched, his eyes shining.

"Grandfather!" The young man's heart leaped, the coldness in his heart suddenly warming. Tears welled up in his eyes, and Xiao Yun felt his blood boiling, the old man's deep and powerful voice echoing in his ears.