Chapter 78: Yu Xueqian
Song Changsheng, tears welling in his eyes, shook his head frantically. “Your grandson doesn’t bla you, Grandpa.”
“Good child. Grandpa did this out of necessity. Chang Wudao’s cultivation has progressed rapidly. Although I won a move relying on a minor divine ability in our fight, my body’s burden reached its limit.
I had to send him away quickly, otherwise, I would have revealed a weakness, and then things would have gotten troubleso,” Song Xianming said weakly, reaching out to wipe away the tears from Song Changsheng’s eyes.
Song Changsheng suppressed his emotions, forcing a smile. “It’s just a tournant battle. As long as they don’t send out Foundation Establishnt cultivators, your grandson will beat them one by one into pig heads.”
“Hahaha, good, that’s my Song Xianming’s grandson! Thoroughly dampen their spirits and let everyone in Ling Province witness the deanor of my Song clan’s descendants!”
Song Xianming revealed a relieved smile, the image in his mory growing increasingly similar to Song Changsheng…
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anwhile, Song Xianyun had already arrived outside the family treasure vault. He deliberately slowed his steps as much as possible, trying to appear less anxious.
Just as he was about to reach his destination, an old man with a hunched back walked towards him, chuckling as he cupped his hands to Song Xianyun. “Twenty-first brother, why are you here? Didn't they say the Earthfire Sect ca to cause trouble?”
Song Xianyun was anxious inside, but he still responded, “That's right. I'm here to retrieve sothing from the treasure vault.”
“Oh, so that’s it. That’s good. Alas, this old bag of bones of mine is truly useless,” the old man sighed, supporting his back.
“Clan brother has toiled for the family for many years; you've long reached the age to enjoy your twilight years. Why say such a thing?” Although burning with anxiety, Song Xianyun still tried his best not to reveal any flaws.
After all, this matter was too significant; once it leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable.
“Hah, I rely did what I could. Thinking back then…”
Seeing the other party straying further off-topic, Song Xianyun quickly interjected, “I'll go to the treasure vault to fetch sothing first. We can talk later.”
The old man seed to awaken from a dream, quickly nodded, and self-deprecatingly said, “Alas, when one gets old, one talks too much. Clan Elder, hurry and attend to your important business.”
Song Xianyun finally managed to escape and entered the treasure vault.
Looking in the direction of the treasure vault, the old man’s hunched back slowly straightened. He stroked his long beard and thought to himself, "Coming to the treasure vault at this ti, looking quite anxious… Did sothing happen? Could it be…"
The old man's mind was quick. He soon had a guess, and to verify his thoughts, his eyes darted around, and he swiftly departed.
After retrieving the pill, Song Xianyun, seeing no one around breathed a sigh of relief and quickly rode his sword towards the Cloud-Reaching Hall.
Little did he know, all of this was clearly observed by the old man who had been hiding in the distance. Seeing him head towards the Cloud-Reaching Hall, a cold smirk played on the old man's lips, and he quietly left…
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Song Xianyun gave the pill to Song Xianming to consu, and then channeled a large amount of spiritual energy into him to help him refine the dicinal power. After more than an hour of agonizing waiting, Song Xianming’s aura finally stabilized.
“Big Brother, this is the last pill. You can't forcibly fight others anymore, otherwise…” Song Xianyun trailed off, but everyone present understood the implication of his words. The atmosphere beca sowhat heavy for a mont.
After a long pause, Song Xianming smiled calmly, “For this decrepit body of mine, being able to contribute a few more tis to the family is already excellent. How can I possibly ask for more?”
His tone revealed a sense of detachnt, but Song Changsheng only felt a pang in his eyes. This elder had truly dedicated everything to the family.
“Alright, you two don't need to stay here with this old man anymore. If Xianyun doesn't show his face soon, others will get suspicious.
And Changsheng needs to go down and prepare to face the challenge. Rember, this battle must not be lost. This is a good opportunity for you to make a na for yourself in Ling Province.” Song Xianming patted their hands, speaking calmly.
“Understood.”
The two exited the Cloud-Reaching Hall together. Song Xianyun patted Song Changsheng's shoulder and said, “Don't overthink it. This battle was bound to happen sooner or later. Chang Tianhua's death rely accelerated the process.”
Song Changsheng nodded silently and returned to his courtyard…
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Three days later, a huge arena rose from the ground at the foot of Cangmang Peak.
This news attracted many people's attention, becoming the most hotly discussed topic recently. Many people even ca from afar to watch the battle.
A chubby young man in brocade clothes also arrived at the foot of Cangmang Peak with the crowd. Looking at the crowded scene, the chubby young man grinned:
“This guy, he just can’t stay quiet wherever he goes. But this old man of the Song clan isn’t just an empty na; he even managed to cultivate a minor divine ability. I wonder if my old man can do the sa.”
“Hey, the Qiu clan, Earthfire Sect, and Yu clan have all arrived.”
“That must be Qiu Wenwu, known as one of the Qiu clan's Twin Geniuses. Even he's here. It seems they're determined to win this battle,” soone exclaid in surprise.
“What's that? See that beautiful lady? That's Yu Xueqian, the top talent of the current Yu clan. She ford her Dao Foundation before thirty. She's no weaker than that Qiu Wenwu.”
“They are all formidable talents from the two families. But why are those few from the Earthfire Sect so old? Isn't this bullying the young?” a cultivator said with disdain.
“It's said that the Earthfire Sect's Young Sect Master and Eldest Disciple Brother were both killed by that Song clan mber. The younger generation has no one capable enough, so they naturally have to send in the elders. As long as they are Qi Refinent cultivators, it's not against the rules.”
“This is too shaless. Even if they win, it won't be glorious. I rember that Song clan mber is only in his early twenties,” the chubby young man suddenly interjected.
“Only in his early twenties? Good heavens, that's impressive! Could it be a legendary Heavenly Spiritual Root?” A group of loose cultivators imdiately gasped, forming a Dao Foundation at twenty years old was unimaginable.
The murmurs of discussion grew louder and louder, and the faces of the Earthfire Sect and Qiu clan mbers beca increasingly grim.
Finally, Qu Jinsheng couldn't hold back any longer and roared towards the mountain, “Where’s that brat from the Song clan? Get out here and face your death! Don't tell you're playing the shrinking turtle?!”
“Why are dogs barking so early in the morning? We don’t even keep such creatures,” Song Luzhou said, slowly walking down the mountain with Song Changsheng.
“You…” Qu Jinsheng’s face flushed crimson. He pointed at Song Changsheng and furiously shouted, “Stop with your sharp tongue and co down for a fight!”
Song Changsheng touched his nose. The words weren't his, so why was he being pointed at?
He said to Song Luzhou, “Fifth Uncle, your nephew will go first.”
Then he lightly tapped his foot, gracefully landing on the arena stage. He scanned his surroundings and said with a strong voice, “Song Changsheng is here! Who dares to challenge?!”
His powerful voice echoed around, instantly igniting the atmosphere. Many people cheered for Song Changsheng, which showed how unpopular the Earthfire Sect usually was.
Song Changsheng issued his challenge, but strangely, there was no movent from the Earthfire Sect. Instead, a person walked out from the Yu clan's camp and said with a clear, cold voice, “Yu Xueqian of the Yu clan, please enlighten !”
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