Chapter 115

Su Mo is the Eighth Young Master of the Su family, a son of a concubine of the first branch, and a brother of Su Wuniang. It is said that he has the best relationship with the eldest son, Su Long. Unfortunately, the heavens have no eyes; ever since he cultivated to the fifth stage of Qi Refinement, he has been struggling. The Su family doesn't know how many resources they have piled on him, but for three years, there has still been no sign of a breakthrough.

Just from the palm they exchanged, Liu Xiaolou vaguely felt that this Su family Eighth Young Master's fifth-stage cultivation seemed a bit watery! It wasn't that his true qi wasn't thick; it was thick, but the key was that it wasn't pure, and there were too many impurities inside. If true qi is not pure, any Daoist technique or magic treasure used will not achieve the best effect, perhaps only exerting eighty percent, or even seventy or sixty percent.

Even in this exchange of true qi, Liu Xiaolou didn't suffer any injuries.

At this moment, he understood Su Zhi's decision perfectly. No wonder that as soon as Su Wuniang passed Foundation Establishment, the Su family couldn't wait to keep her by marrying her into the family, cultivating her as the future successor of the Su family.

To be honest, Liu Xiaolou still sympathized with the eldest son, Su Long, and didn't know how he had adjusted his mindset over the past year. But since Su Mo, who had the best relationship with him, had stepped forward, it showed that this eldest son of the Su family still hadn't adjusted well.

"Liu Xiaolou, you are a bandit who luckily entered the door of the Su family, yet you are so arrogant and rebellious. Whose power are you relying on? What do you think you are? Just a dog raised by our Su family!"

Liu Xiaolou cupped his hands: "I don't rely on anyone's power, nor is there any power I can rely on. The only thing I can rely on is the heart to fight to the death. Since the Eighth Young Master has accepted Cook Wang's challenge, please make your move!"

Su Mo sneered: "What do you think you are? A mere early stage of Qi Refinement, I don't know if it's the fourth or third stage, what qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

Liu Xiaolou took a step forward: "Please make your move, Eighth Young Master!"

Su Mo said angrily: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Liu Xiaolou took another step forward: "Please make your move, Eighth Young Master!"

Su Mo's face turned red, and his voice trembled with extreme anger: "Fine, very good, you are actually not afraid of death! Do you think that with Wuniang supporting you from behind, I wouldn't dare to touch you? Today... today I must..."

Liu Xiaolou took another step forward: "If the Eighth Young Master doesn't make a move, I will!"

After saying that, he tapped his toes and rushed up.

He came in a hurry and didn't bring the Three Mystical Scriptures Sword with him, and the Ground-Breaking Spirit-Binding Rope couldn't deal with Su Mo, so he simply fought hand-to-hand. With this one-stage gap, and the true qi not being pure, Liu Xiaolou wasn't afraid of a fierce fight. Coming out of Wulong Mountain, if you really want to fight for your life, even if you get hurt, you have to leave a tooth mark on the enemy.

Su Mo was shocked and angry, retreating while shouting: "Liu Xiaolou, you actually dare to make a move?"

He actually didn't dare to make a move? Liu Xiaolou was a bit surprised, but his pursuit didn't diminish at all.

Su Mo was forced into a bit of a sorry state for a while. Just as he was dodging left and right, someone came to the side of the field and coughed: "Cough... Eighth Young Master, son-in-law, don't fight anymore, the Master asks you to go over."

After saying that, he flicked his large sleeves, flicking Liu Xiaolou and Su Mo away respectively. Liu Xiaolou was flicked by this sleeve, his breath disordered, and even his breathing stopped for a moment. His heart sank: This Steward Song's cultivation is actually so high?

Su Mo shouted: "Uncle Song, manage this guy, he is truly lawless!"

It was Steward Song who came. He remained calm, bowed slightly, and repeated what he had just said: "Eighth Young Master, son-in-law, the Master asks you to go over."

Su Mo said angrily: "I'm going to tell my father!"

Liu Xiaolou cupped his hands at Steward Song: "Thank you, Uncle Song."

Susu called out from behind: "Son-in-law..." and hurriedly followed.

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Xiaohuan turned and ran to the back mountain to find Wuniang.

Wuniang was cultivating on Elephant Trunk Cliff in the back mountain, her short blade flying out like clusters of blooming sparks, rolling in the air. Seeing Xiaohuan rushing over with a face full of anxiety, she put away the flying blade and asked: "What happened?"

Xiaohuan briefly explained the matter and said: "Does the Young Lady want to go to the Master's place too? Otherwise, if the Master punishes the son-in-law, it will be the Young Lady's face that is lost."

Wuniang shook her head: "What does it have to do with me whose face is lost? Besides, don't worry. Since Uncle Song didn't arrest him on the spot, he won't have any major problems."

Xiaohuan thought for a moment and said: "The Young Lady is right. It's just that this servant saw them bullying the son-in-law, and it seems to be aimed at the Young Lady, so I was a bit anxious... By the way, when the son-in-law makes a move, he is really formidable. Both are at the fourth stage, but Cook Wang was injured in one encounter, and Eighth Young Master is at the fifth stage of cultivation, yet he didn't dare to make a move."

Wuniang smiled slightly: "They are just afraid of death."

Xiaohuan asked: "Why is the son-in-law not afraid of death? He talks about life and death every other word. Young Lady, you haven't seen the way he talks; it's cold!"

Wuniang said: "Either it's because there is nothing to lose, so there is nothing to fear, or... he is just scaring them."

In the main courtyard, Zhongyu Hall, before Su Zhi, Steward Song stood behind Su Zhi, while Su Mo and Liu Xiaolou stood on the left and right, hands hanging down solemnly.

Then he heard Su Zhi frown and say: "Xiaolou, you are a dignified son-in-law, a son-in-law of the Su family, yet you are engaging in life-and-death challenges like a wild bandit. What kind of decorum is this..."

Liu Xiaolou's face was full of confusion: "Father-in-law, please allow me to explain. How did my identity become a dignified son-in-law again? Cook Wang and the Eighth Young Master just said that I, Liu Xiaolou, am nothing, a dog raised by our Su family. They also said that no one in the Su family has ever looked at me straight, so I shouldn't be talking about decorum or lack thereof."

Su Zhi scolded Su Mo: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Is your brother-in-law not a master, but a slave? If he is nothing, then what are you?"

Su Mo was submissive, constantly agreeing, but his face was clearly still unconvinced.

Su Zhi didn't care whether he was convinced or not and said to Liu Xiaolou: "Having said that, a son-in-law is a son-in-law. Even if he is a son-in-law who married into the family, he is still a son-in-law, a master, not a slave. You, as a master, are challenging a domestic slave to a battle. Isn't this nonsense? It loses your status!"

Liu Xiaolou shook his head: "No, no, Father-in-law, I cannot agree with this. I think that a son-in-law who married into the family is not a son-in-law; he is just a son-in-law who married into the family. Although he is not a slave, he is not a master either. So my challenge with Cook Wang is only natural."

Su Zhi waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, alright, there are some people in the family who are blind and may have gossip about you, but you must straighten out your own identity and don't be as knowledgeable as a domestic slave."

Liu Xiaolou hesitated: "So, these three years..."

"Cough!"

"In this family, can I, this son-in-law who married into the family, be a master?"

"That is natural!"

"Since Father-in-law says so, I will believe it once. Shall the life-and-death challenge with Cook Wang be withdrawn?"

"That's right."

"Alright, I will withdraw the challenge and won't discuss life and death with her... Father-in-law, since I am a master, then Cook Wang bullied the master as a slave. According to the Su family rules, should she be beaten with a board?"

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