Chapter 309

The morning sun was bright, and the sky was blue.

On Kuliu Peak, mountain flowers were everywhere, medicinal herbs were fragrant, a few white cranes were walking elegantly with their long legs, and three squirrels that had run over from who knows which peak were jumping happily on a few spirit pines.

In Heng Xian's small courtyard, it was full of emerald camellias, and a few incense burners were sending up smoke.

Just then, "Goudan" flashed out of the courtyard and turned back to give a human-like middle finger.

"Woof..."

Xiao Hei darted out fiercely, opening its mouth to bite.

However, "Goudan" was extremely flexible, laughing "ke ke" and dodging back and forth.

One monkey and one dog soon ran far away.

At this time, three heads suddenly poked out from the corner of the small courtyard.

Liuli said mischievously: "Little Junior Uncle has been back for three days; why has he been hiding in the room and not coming out?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Kun said in a low voice, full of worship: "Little Junior Uncle is practicing. Didn't you hear Second Junior Uncle say that Little Junior Uncle obtained the first inheritance in the ancient ruins this time and showed great power, fighting one hundred and eighty people of the same realm alone? Mom! Those one hundred and eighty people were Yuan Dan Realm experts!"

Liuli blinked and said: "We are only in the Condensing Qi Realm, and it took us a lot of effort. It is said that the Qi Hai Realm requires many years of accumulation, and the Yuan Dan Realm requires terrifying spiritual aura accumulation and Fate Opportunity. Many people can't reach it in their whole lives. Little Junior Uncle can actually be so powerful! How old is he?"

Su Kun said seriously: "I heard Master say that Little Junior Uncle is twenty years old this year!"

"Twenty years old..." Nan Xian murmured, full of admiration: "In our Lu Kingdom, there has never been such a genius. Little Junior Uncle is not only highly talented but also so handsome. I thought he was a square-faced, fierce-looking person. After all, the fourteen sects chased him for four years and didn't find him!"

Liuli's eyes were full of little stars: "It's true. I used to think those delicate young men and rich young masters were super handsome, but compared to our Little Junior Uncle, they seem vulgar and unbearable!"

Su Kun said in a low voice: "How about we go in and see what Little Junior Uncle is doing?"

"Okay!" Nan Xian and Liuli said in unison.

The three of them hunched over and darted into the courtyard lightly. Just as they were about to approach the main house, a stone tablet suddenly popped up from the ground in front of them.

The three of them were caught off guard and almost bumped into it. Looking up, they saw a line of words on the stone tablet:

Xiao Ming's father has three sons. The eldest is called Da Mao, the second is Er Mao; what is the third called?

On the three protruding stone buttons beside it, it was written: San Mao, San Gou, Xiao Ming.

Su Kun's eyes lit up: "This is Little Junior Uncle's test for us. I know the answer!"

He reached out and clicked on the "San Mao" stone button.

As soon as it was pressed, the ground under their feet shook with a "boom".

In the blink of an eye, a thousand-catty incense burner flew over Su Kun's head and pressed him to the ground.

Liuli's feet were tied with a rope and she was hung on the spirit pine tree beside her with a "whoosh".

Nan Xian fell directly into a pit, tightly surrounded by walls with wolf-tooth spikes.

"Ah..." Liuli screamed desperately, "Second Junior Brother, you really are going to kill us!"

Su Kun pushed the incense burner hard, but he really couldn't push it, so he had to give up and say: "How can you blame me? The answer is correct. The eldest is Da Mao, the second is Er Mao; the third, according to logic, must be called San Mao!"

Liuli shouted: "Maybe Da Mao and Er Mao didn't have the talent for practice, and their father felt it was unlucky, so he named the third son San Gou!"

Nan Xian in the pit rubbed her eyebrows: "Xiao Ming's father has three sons. According to normal calculation, if Xiao Ming is not a daughter, then he is the third son, so the answer is Xiao Ming!"

Su Kun and Liuli were stunned: "Senior Sister is so smart!"

"Smart my foot!"

Nan Xian let out a breath and shouted upward: "Little Junior Uncle, we were wrong, let us go!"

After shouting three times, a faint voice came from the main house: "Reflect on yourselves in place for an hour!"

The three junior brothers and sisters' faces immediately drooped: "Yes!"

Inside the main house, it was luxuriously decorated and magnificent. A thousand-year-old spirit mulberry wood table worth a fortune was filled with bamboo slips, jade slips, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Heng Xian sat on a chair made of East Sea purple coral wood worth three hundred thousand Low Quality Spirit Crystals, flipping through bamboo slips.

He was wearing a true disciple uniform, with his skirt hem tucked up, and his long hair tied in a crown.

A young master as beautiful as jade—that was all there was to it.

In the past few days, he had completely stabilized his realm.

Next was to practice the "Eight-Nine Profound Art Body Refining Volume", the body duplication technique learned from the giant mushroom, and the "Good Sword" and "Punishment Sword" from the "Nine Swords of Heaven Devouring".

In addition, he had to study the "Wonderful Way of Controlling Spirits" and train "Goudan". That dead leopard of He Bu Wei's had stimulated him quite a bit; having a pet to cooperate in attacks sometimes felt good.

There was also a very important matter, which was his own life-bound magic treasure. He needed to choose materials to refine, sacrifice, and warm it, but he had no clue at all right now.

As for the Ruyi God-Killing Spear and the "Heavenly Work Holy Medical Volume", they could only be put aside.

The things and Fate Opportunities obtained from the "War God Palace Ruins" this time, added together, almost filled his schedule for the next year or two.

If he studied them in detail, it might take several years.

No wonder people often say that practice doesn't know the days and months, and one sits for a hundred years. This thing is too exhausting!

The content on the bamboo slip in his hand was the insights, precautions, and points of attention from the Yuan Dan Initial Realm to the Yuan Dan Late Realm given by Master Nangong Liluo.

It was detailed, dense, and extremely profound.

It was just that the bamboo slip was too old, and the content was also just written. I really don't know if this Master is too responsible or too stingy.

Heng Xian put down the bamboo slip and rubbed his eyebrows. In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the scene of fighting all the Yuan Dan disciples of each sect alone in the ancient ruins.

Actually, if he hadn't been driven to a dead end at that time, he might not have dared to fight so desperately. Life only has one chance; if you die, it's over.

Fortunately, the Ancient Sword Saint True Body that reached the Yuan Dan Realm was no joke. He had painstakingly condensed the Qi Hai nine times and had not let himself down!

He let out a breath and looked outside.

Senior Sister's three disciples were still trapped.

He couldn't help but shake his head slightly. With this IQ and temperament, they should have come from a wealthy family. It was fortunate that Senior Sister took them in; otherwise, if they were put in the outer sect where people eat people, they would have to be skinned even if they didn't die.

Just as he was about to get up and go out, Senior Brother Ma Xiaohua hurried into the courtyard from outside.

Liuli, who was hung up, saw him and immediately shouted aggrievedly: "Second Junior Uncle, save me!"

Ma Xiaohua first looked at the three in astonishment, then laughed gloatingly: "Your Little Junior Uncle punished you; I don't care."

As he spoke, he went straight into the main house.

Heng Xian signaled for Ma Xiaohua to sit before asking: "Senior Brother, do you have something for me?"

Ma Xiaohua poured himself a cup of tea and said: "Four things. First, the disciples of each sect who explored the Jianhai ancient ruins have dispersed. Our Tianyuan Sect disciples, Lin Shuyu, Bai Lianhua, Niu Wanli, and the others, just came back!"

Heng Xian asked in surprise: "Came back three days late?"

Ma Xiaohua laughed: "Healing wounds and exchanging insights on the side of the Jianhai ancient ruins. So many people, it's lively!"

"What's the second thing?" Heng Xian asked.

Ma Xiaohua laughed loudly: "Your reputation has already spread throughout the fourteen sects; from now on, I'm afraid everyone will know you!"

Heng Xian said listlessly: "I've been running for four years; isn't my reputation loud enough?"

Ma Xiaohua said: "That's different. Many cultivation fanatics in the fourteen sects only care about closed-door cultivation. If the sect doesn't assign tasks, they don't care about who is being chased or what demon traitor."

"But now you fought one hundred and eighty people of the same realm alone, such a violent and terrifying figure, and you've been washed clean!

I believe everyone will be interested. I'm afraid it won't be long before many people come to you for sparring. If things go wrong, there might even be girls throwing themselves at you!"

"That's not good news!" Heng Xian chuckled: "What's the third thing?"

Ma Xiaohua's expression became serious: "We came back quietly with Master that day. Except for the Sect Master, basically no one in the sect knows you're back!

Now Bai Lianhua, Huo Yuanqing, and those people have returned to the sect and are shouting about your affairs, but they don't mention your combat record in the ancient ruins, only saying you've been washed clean and obtained quite a few Fate Opportunities!

Senior Sister and I suspect that those elders, peak masters, and true disciples who are dissatisfied with you will make trouble!"

Heng Xian tapped the table: "What kind of trouble can they make?"

Ma Xiaohua shook his head: "Hard to say!"

Heng Xian didn't take it to heart at all and asked: "What's the fourth thing?"

Ma Xiaohua patted his stomach: "Eat. Senior Sister made spirit sheep beast bone meat, a whole big pot!"

Heng Xian got up: "Let's go!"

(End of chapter)