Chapter 5

Warrior Second Rank!

From the start of his cultivation to reaching Warrior Second Rank, Huang Xiaolong only took a little over three days! Although he couldn’t say that no one would surpass him in the future, he was absolutely the first to achieve such a feat!

Generally, disciples with a Level 10 Martial Soul take about a year to break through to the Second Rank, and even those with ordinary Super Martial Souls take about half a year.

However, Huang Xiaolong took just three days!

Huang Xiaolong suppressed his excitement, circulated his cultivation technique, and the fighting qi in his second-layer meridians gradually calmed down, flowing quietly and slowly.

If the first-layer meridians were compared to a small stream, then the second-layer meridians were like a small river, wider and larger, capable of containing more fighting qi.

A night passed.

When the warm morning sunlight shone through the window onto Huang Xiaolong, he stopped his cultivation, opened his eyes, and after a night of cultivation, he had stabilized his Warrior Second Rank strength.

"I wonder how that Huang Wei is doing in his cultivation," Huang Xiaolong thought to himself, then stood up, jumped off the bed, and walked out of the room, stretching his limbs in the sunlight.

After walking out of the room, Huang Xiaolong's gaze fell on the half-meter stone in the corner of the courtyard that he had sent flying a few days ago. He walked over to it, raised his right hand, and his palm glowed as fighting qi burst forth. He suddenly slapped down, causing the stone to shake violently, and small pieces of rock fell to the ground.

Huang Xiaolong retracted his right palm, and fine cracks spread across the stone. Satisfied with the effect of his strike, Huang Xiaolong nodded. As he had expected, his attack power at the early stage of the Second Rank was already comparable to that of a late-stage Second Rank powerhouse, with a single strike having the force of two hundred pounds.

If this were on the former Earth, a seven-year-old child having two hundred pounds of strength would be an unbelievable thing, but in this Martial Soul world, it was not surprising.

Huang Xiaolong left the small courtyard and headed for the East Hall.

However, he hadn't walked far from his small courtyard when he heard a few guards inside the manor discussing.

"Tsk, tsk, I heard that Young Master Huang Wei successfully condensed fighting qi in just three days! We took almost two months to condense fighting qi! At this rate, Young Master Huang Wei will likely break through to the First Rank in less than four months!"

"I wonder how Young Master Xiaolong is doing in his cultivation?"

"Young Master Xiaolong? Although his talent is also good, he will probably take a month to successfully condense fighting qi, which is far from what Young Master Huang Wei can achieve. He will likely take at least a year to break through to the First Rank!"

Huang Wei that kid has successfully condensed fighting qi? Huang Xiaolong stood with his hands behind his back, watching the guards walk away like a little adult.

After the guards' figures disappeared, Huang Xiaolong turned and walked toward the East Hall. A while later, he arrived at the East Hall, entered the main hall, and found his father Huang Peng and mother Su Yan there. Besides his father and mother, his sister Huang Min and his four-year-old brother Huang Xiaohai were also present.

"Father, Mother," Huang Xiaolong said as he entered the main hall.

"Sit," Huang Peng said, pointing to a seat beside the main hall, a hint of worry in his brows. After Huang Xiaolong sat down, he noticed that Su Yan also looked worried, so he asked, "Father, Mother, what happened?"

"Did you beat up Zhou Guang's son a few days ago?" Huang Peng asked, staring at his son.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at his sister Huang Min, knowing that she must have told on him. Seeing Huang Xiaolong look at her, Huang Min stuck out her tongue and dared not meet his gaze.

"That kid deserved it," Huang Xiaolong said calmly.

Huang Peng and Su Yan were taken aback and exchanged a glance.

"How has your cultivation been these past few days?" After a while, Huang Peng changed the subject, not pressing further on the issue. Huang Xiaolong had been diligently cultivating day and night in his small courtyard, and both Huang Peng and Su Yan had noticed, which brought them some comfort.

Hearing his father ask about his cultivation, Huang Xiaolong hesitated. Should he tell his parents the truth, or hide part of his strength and just say that he had also successfully condensed fighting qi?

Seeing his son's hesitation, Huang Peng comforted him, "It's only been a few days. It's fine if you haven't condensed fighting qi yet. Father took over a month to succeed."

"Yes, Xiaolong, your talent is even higher than your father's. You will definitely condense fighting qi within a month!" Su Yan added.

It seemed that the two of them, seeing Huang Xiaolong's hesitation, mistakenly thought he hadn't condensed fighting qi and was embarrassed to answer.

Huang Xiaolong was taken aback by his parents' words and then secretly smiled bitterly. However, after some thought, he decided to go along with what they said: "Father, Mother, don't worry. I will definitely condense fighting qi within a month!"

Huang Peng and Su Yan were greatly comforted by their son's "pledge."

However, the worry on their faces deepened. Just as Huang Xiaolong was puzzled, Huang Peng said, "Xiaolong, the day before yesterday, Huang Wei announced that he would cripple your hands at the family annual meeting!"

Huang Xiaolong finally understood why his parents were worried.

Others might not dare to do such a thing, but since Huang Wei had said it, he might really cripple Huang Xiaolong's hands at the annual meeting. Huang Xiaolong knew that even if Huang Wei crippled his hands, he would likely claim it was an accident, and Grandfather Huang Qide would probably just scold him a few times without punishing him.

"Cripple my hands?" Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but smile, a fierce aura rising in his heart.

Seeing her son's indifferent expression, Su Yan, fearing he didn't understand the severity of the situation, said urgently, "Xiaolong, Huang Wei has already successfully condensed fighting qi. By the end of the year, he might reach the late stage of the First Rank. He means what he says and will really cripple your hands at the annual meeting!" Thinking of her son's hands being crippled, Su Yan's eyes turned red.

"What can we do? What can we do?" Su Yan's tears fell, and she sobbed.

Huang Peng, seeing his wife crying, couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Women, crying, what good does it do?"

Su Yan turned to him, her eyes tearful: "What if Xiaolong is really crippled by Huang Wei? How will he live in the future? Huang Peng, why don't you go and beg your elder brother to have Huang Wei spare Xiaolong?"

"Ask my elder brother?" Huang Peng frowned.

"I know it's embarrassing for you, but can you just watch Xiaolong be crippled by Huang Wei?" Su Yan's sobs grew louder.

Huang Min and Huang Xiaohai, seeing their mother crying, also came to her and started crying, adding to the commotion.

Just as Huang Xiaolong was about to speak, Huang Peng suddenly stood up, gritted his teeth, and said, "Fine, I'll go!" Then, he took Huang Xiaolong's hand and headed for the North Hall where Huang Ming was.

"Father, I—" As they left the East Hall, Huang Xiaolong was about to explain that there was no need to beg Huang Ming, but Huang Peng cut him off, saying sternly, "Xiaolong, you must be obedient in front of your uncle, understand?" Without waiting for Huang Xiaolong to respond, he led him to the North Hall.

When they arrived at the North Hall, Huang Ming and Huang Wei were in the main hall, and coincidentally, Elder Zhou Guang and his son Zhou Xuedong were also there.