Chapter 55

The Xiao Family.

Clan Leader Xiao Feng sat at the head of the table, with all the elders of the Xiao family gathered on both sides.

Xiao Feng stared intently at a man in black standing below, "You say Xiao Bei was killed by that Ye Tianming?"

The man in black respectfully replied, "That's correct."

Xiao Feng's face darkened, "Tell me about their battle."

The man in black respectfully recounted the battle between Ye Tianming and Xiao Bei. After hearing the man's account, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

No one had expected that Ye Tianming could single-handedly kill Xiao Bei. After all, Xiao Bei was six realms higher than Ye Tianming!

Six realms!

And yet, he was defeated?

Xiao Feng's face was as dark as water, his gaze as cold as ice.

The faces of the other powerful members of the Xiao family also turned grave. If Ye Tianming, who had crossed six realms to kill Xiao Bei, were also at the Ageless Immortal Realm...

No one dared to think further.

Xiao Feng suddenly said, "We cannot let him participate in the Wanzhou Competition."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Participating in the Wanzhou Competition, if he wins first place, what does that mean? It means he will receive focused cultivation from the Guanxuan Academy. At that time, major forces will surely extend olive branches to Ye Tianming, and if Ye Tianming rises, he will not let the Xiao family off in the future.

Most importantly, winning first place in Wanzhou could mean meeting the legendary Sword Master of Guanxuan. If Ye Tianming meets the Sword Master of Guanxuan, what will happen to the Xiao family...

No one had expected that a member of a lowly family, whom they once looked down upon, could be so monstrous.

An elder of the Xiao family suddenly said angrily, "It's all because of that Xiao Nu. If he hadn't been corrupt, things wouldn't have come to this."

Hearing this, the others were also angry.

If Xiao Nu hadn't been corrupt, the reward the Xiao family offered would have definitely moved Ye Tianming. After all, they had offered quite a lot, but Xiao Nu had embezzled ninety-nine percent of it, leaving only a tiny bit...

It was simply inhumane!

Xiao Feng suddenly said, "Talking about this now is meaningless. What we need to do now is prevent Ye Tianming from participating in the Wanzhou Competition."

Everyone nodded. Although they were angry at Xiao Nu's actions, they all understood that talking about it now was pointless. They couldn't kill one of their own for the sake of an outsider.

An elder suddenly suggested, "Should we bring Xiao Tian back?"

Xiao Tian!

The current heir of the Xiao family, and the most monstrous person in the Xiao family.

Xiao Feng immediately shook his head, "Tian'er is favored by the Young Master. This is the greatest opportunity for our Xiao family since our ancestors. We cannot let that bastard affect him..."

Hearing Xiao Feng's words, everyone laughed.

Xiao Tian is now part of the Crown Prince Party at the main campus of the Guanxuan Academy...

What is the Crown Prince Party?

It is a group of top second-generation elites led by Yang Jia. They tightly revolve around Yang Jia, with him at the center, forming a very powerful force. All the members are from top families and sects, and in the Guanxuan Universe, even first-tier families are trying to get their young geniuses into the Crown Prince Party.

Now that Xiao Tian has joined the Crown Prince Party, it is undoubtedly a great blessing for the Xiao family.

Xiao Feng looked at everyone and said, "When the Young Master spared our Xiao family, I thought it was out of respect for our ancestors, but now it seems it might also be because of Tian'er. After all, Tian'er now calls the Young Master 'Big Brother'!"

Xiao Tian is his son.

Everyone naturally understood what Xiao Feng meant. He was laying the groundwork for Xiao Tian to become the future clan leader.

"Send a message to the Ancestor Universe!"

Everyone was shocked.

An elder said in disbelief, "Clan Leader, to kill an ant, do we need to disturb an ancestor?"

Xiao Feng stared at the elder, "We cannot give that young man any more chances. This time, we must eliminate him completely!"

Eliminate him completely!

In the hall, the other elders also nodded, "Many families have been destroyed because they underestimated their enemies. Our Xiao family cannot make that mistake. We must eliminate him completely."

Another elder said, "That bastard has come this far in such a short time, he is not simple. He must have someone behind him!"

Xiao Feng stood up and said fiercely, "Kill as many as there are, until his entire family is wiped out!!"

...

Qingzhou, Ye Family.

In the courtyard, Ye Nan sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands folded on his chest. Around him, countless spiritual energies flowed like rivers into his body, but strangely, after entering his body, they automatically dispersed...

Because he did not have a dantian, he could not retain the spiritual energy.

Ye Nan looked at a man in a Daoist robe standing nearby. The man in the Daoist robe smiled, "Do you know why I haven't helped you restore your dantian?"

Ye Nan replied, "Master must have a deeper meaning."

The man in the Daoist robe smiled, "Of course. For the past while, I've only let you read books and not practice cultivation, to broaden your horizons and expand your mind."

Ye Nan was silent. During this time, he had been reading the books given by the man in the Daoist robe. After reading those books, he realized how insignificant he was. In his original understanding, the Guanxuan Academy was undoubtedly a god-like existence, but after reading so many books, he discovered that there were even more terrifying forces in the world!

The man in the Daoist robe suddenly said, "Starting today, you can cultivate."

Ye Nan was overjoyed.

The man in the Daoist robe looked at Ye Nan, "Without a dantian, why limit yourself to the individual..."

Ye Nan's eyes lit up, "Master means I should merge with the universe, not store spiritual energy, and use it directly when needed?"

The man in the Daoist robe's eyes flashed with approval, "You can think even bigger."

Ye Nan hesitated, then said, "The entire universe?"

The man in the Daoist robe stared at him, "You can think even bigger."

Ye Nan was stunned.

The man in the Daoist robe smiled, "Whether it's the universe or the cosmos, they are all within the 'Dao.' So why make it so complicated? Directly merge with the Dao, and achieve it in one step, isn't that better?"

Ye Nan was taken aback, "Master, will the Great Dao agree?"

The man in the Daoist robe smiled faintly, "You are my disciple. Merging with the Dao of this universe is an honor for it. How could it not agree?"

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, and a scroll floated in front of Ye Nan. "This is the 'Dao Canon.' Inside are nine great Dao origins, including 'True Dharma Body,' 'Dao Body,' ... If you merge with just one, among the young generation of this universe, no one will be your match except for Yang Jia of the Yang family."

Ye Nan opened the scroll and saw a line of ancient text: True Dharma Body: A body ninety thousand feet tall, head touching the sky, feet stepping on the underworld, connecting the earth and heaven...

Ye Nan was filled with excitement. He seemed to think of something, quickly closed the scroll, and said, "Master, can my brother Ye Zong and Ye Tianming also learn this?"

The man in the Daoist robe's eyes flashed with a complex expression, but mostly with satisfaction. He smiled, "They have their own opportunities. You don't need to worry about them."

Ye Nan hesitated, then nodded, "Alright."

But he had already decided that if Ye Zong and Ye Tianming did not have better opportunities, he would share the 'Dao Canon' with them.

He was the older brother and had to think about his younger brothers' future.

The man in the Daoist robe smiled, "After you cultivate the 'Dao Canon,' you can establish your own Dao and become a patriarch. Your senior disciples took no more than three hundred years, so you need to work hard and not be the last one."

Ye Nan said seriously, "Disciple will not disgrace Master!"

...

Back Mountain.

Bang, bang, bang...

In the back mountain, a series of dull sounds echoed, and the ground trembled slightly.

Ye Zong was punching a mountain wall repeatedly, causing rocks to fly and the wall to crumble, his strength was terrifying.

His hands were very strange, as if made of gold.

In this way, he used his fists to flatten the small mountain.

After stopping, Ye Zong took a deep breath, then suddenly leaped and slammed his fists into the ground.

Boom!

At the point where he landed, a huge pit was formed, and the surrounding ground cracked into countless fissures, extremely terrifying.

Ye Zong then rushed to the distance, punching one after another, each punch more powerful than the last. In this way, he destroyed one small mountain after another with his fists, and his punches could stack, each one stronger than the last. In the end, a single punch easily reduced a large mountain to dust...

On the right side, a man in a black robe stood, bowing respectfully. He looked at Ye Zong with eyes full of enthusiasm and admiration.

After a thousand years, he had once again seen the legendary: Invincible Fist.

The Invincible Fist, the highest martial art in their world, ranked first, had ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine punches. Each punch represented a different Dao, and each punch was stronger than the last. When the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth punch was thrown, ninety-nine thousand Daos would stack and merge. At that time, even a single thread of fist energy would be enough to destroy countless galaxies and universes!

Back then, his master Ye Zong had used this set of punches to break through countless eras, the Literary and Martial Academies of the Ancient Philosophers, the Divine Temple, the Heavenly Court... He had never been defeated in countless eras, until he finally met that person...

Thinking of that person, the man in the black robe's eyes turned grave.

His eyes slowly closed, and a memory sealed for a thousand years flooded his mind.

A thousand years ago.

In a vast universe, a man with a bare upper body stood in the starry sky. The man looked almost identical to Ye Zong, standing nine feet tall, his back straight like a sword or a spear, his long hair flowing over his shoulders, wild and domineering. His bare upper body was like steel, solid as a mountain, and he exuded an invisible pressure that even a Ninth Circle Realm expert could not withstand!

At that moment, the long-haired man opened his eyes, and in his line of sight, a man in a cloud-white robe walked over...

He was a sword cultivator!

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