Chapter 34: The Heng Family is Miserable

The core disciples of the various families and powers generally had cultivation levels at the second or third tier of the Innate Realm or higher!

After the "precedent" set in the morning, they were already able to adapt to the state of being under the spotlight.

Once the fighting began, everyone gritted their teeth, giving their all for the glory of their families!

Among them, there were those covered in blood who still roared as they charged, until they broke the arena railings and collapsed from exhaustion!

It made people sigh with emotion!

There were also a few whose footwork, martial arts, and combat literacy were extremely refined. When they fought, they were calm, composed, and swift, leaving people unable to keep up!

After deciding the winner, they were immediately granted generous rewards by their respective families and would definitely be key targets for future cultivation!

Of course! None of this had anything to do with the Heng family!

The Heng family was having a miserable time!

The Heng disciples who appeared in the afternoon were not weak, yet they all had a feeling of trying too hard!

Everyone was delusional about taking down their opponents immediately to win a beautiful, high-class victory.

They wanted to use it to save the Heng family's face!

The result was the exact opposite; the disciples of the other families seemed... very familiar with the Heng disciples' attack patterns!

They were always able to use offense as defense and quickly defeat the Heng disciples!

From the afternoon until nightfall, another twenty or so matches were held, involving over 400 people!

The first day had ended!

The sixteen alchemists and artifact refiners announced the win-rate rankings for the various families and powers with seriousness and rigor:

City Lord Ye family first!

Xiao family second!

Li family third!

Sun family fourth!

Xue family fifth!

Heng family sixth!

That's right! Although the Xue family had fewer disciples, their win rate miraculously exceeded that of the Heng family!

Who could have imagined that the dignified fourth of the five major Donglan City families, a large family of 20,000 people, would end up with the win rate of a second-rate family?

This was truly astonishing.

The first day of the "Donglan Assembly" ended amidst the cheers of the Xue family and the entire city's discussion and questioning of the Heng family's capabilities!

Countless amounts of trash were left behind!

Servants and ordinary clansmen scrambled to clean up!

Meanwhile, the Heng family Patriarch, the Heng Wei brothers, and hundreds of key elders gathered in the "Wei Yuan Hall" with gloomy faces to discuss matters!

The atmosphere within the Heng family was incredibly oppressive!

All of this seemed to have little to do with Heng Xian.

In his room, a stove had been set up, and an iron pot was placed on top of it.

The red soup in the pot was bubbling, the spicy aroma was pungent, and it was filled with various mushrooms, vegetables, tofu, and beast meat...

Lan Xiang and A Gou were sweating from eating, their tongues almost swallowed.

Even Su Wan'er, who usually prided herself on being refined, had rolled up her sleeves, revealing her delicate arms, and while eating, she stretched out her tongue and whispered lightly: "Ah..."

At this moment, A Gou said with teary eyes: "Young Master, this... hot pot is truly delicious. I'm even crying!"

Heng Xian picked up a piece of wood ear mushroom in a leisurely manner: "If it's spicy, it's spicy. Stop acting like a chicken, damn it!"

A Gou shrank his neck: "Young Master is invincible; you even saw that this servant was acting!"

Just then, a cry came from outside.

Su Wan'er and the others were stunned: "That sounds like the Second Master's voice?"

Heng Xian looked out and saw his father being supported into the courtyard by Ling Feng and others, drunk and wailing loudly.

Behind him followed Heng Yue Ruo and Xie Lingyu, both looking troubled.

"What happened?" Heng Xian walked out.

Heng De's fat face was covered in tear tracks. He looked at his son with bleary, drunken eyes, filled with helplessness: "It's a conspiracy! They are all targeting our Heng family!

Their participating disciples have all studied the Heng family's cultivation methods, martial arts, and spiritual artifacts!

I ask you! How could the Heng family disciples possibly win against them?

Does our Heng family still have hope?"

Saying this, he fell into a deep sleep.

Heng Xian waved his hand, signaling the servants to help his father to rest, then looked at Heng Yue Ruo and the other.

Heng Yue Ruo smiled bitterly: "At dinner, everyone had to drink. Your father, your uncle, and a group of your cousins and uncles all got drunk!

Your grandfather is sitting alone in the ancestral hall, staring blankly!"

Heng Xian said: "So miserable and sorrowful?"

Xie Lingyu nodded: "Our Heng family really lost miserably!"

"Did you lose too?" Heng Xian asked.

Xie Lingyu shook her head: "I haven't participated yet! It should be tomorrow!"

Heng Xian smiled: "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, and no one is going to die. If we lose this year, we'll just get it back later. What's the big deal?"

Heng Yue Ruo sighed: "Our Heng family isn't trying to be competitive; we just don't want to lose so miserably!

Today, the group of disciples who were pinned with high hopes were collectively defeated. The outcome was embarrassingly beyond imagination!"

"What about tomorrow?" Heng Xian asked.

"Tomorrow isn't optimistic either. In the direct-line disciples' battles, if they encounter the geniuses of the four major families, there's basically no chance!"

Heng Yue Ruo shook her head and turned to leave with Xie Lingyu.

The night wind blew, lifting their clothes, making them look exceptionally desolate.

Tonight, Donglan City had no sleep!

Everywhere was decorated with lanterns and streamers, filled with joy. The winners of the "Martial Arts Tournament" from the various families were surrounded by crowds, holding one party after another.

The Heng family also had no sleep!

From Old Master Heng Xiu and the elders down to the group of direct-line disciples who might have to take the stage tomorrow, everyone was tossing and turning.

Heng Xian slept well; his sleep quality had always been very good during this period!

The second day, at the third quarter of the morning.

The sixteen masters from the "Pill Refining Alliance" and "Artifact Refining Alliance," Her Highness the Seventh Princess of the Great Chu Kingdom,

people from the four major families, thirteen small families, and various major powers,

as well as princesses, nobles, and rogue cultivators from other countries, arrived one after another.

On the Heng family's martial arts field, it was soon a sea of people again.

The second day of the "Donglan Martial Arts Tournament" continued!

Today, everyone taking the stage was a direct-line disciple of their respective families and clans!

The main event had begun!

It was still ten pairs against ten pairs, taking the stage to fight!

Nearly 100,000 people watched without blinking.

From time to time, there was applause, cheers, or a chorus of boos!

Unsurprisingly, the other families fought more brilliantly, while the Heng family's direct-line disciples still mostly suffered dejected defeats!

Old Master Heng Xiu, Heng De, Heng Wei, and others immediately gathered the last and strongest direct-line disciples of the family:

"From now on, if you win beautifully, then the Heng family's face will still be intact!"

"Yes!" Heng Ruze, Xie Lingyu, Heng Yin, Heng Ying, Heng Xu, and others clenched their fists.

On the other side, City Lord Ye Baili, Xiao Nantian, Li Ruhai, Xue Zhengnian, and others exchanged glances and said indifferently to those around them:

"You can quietly send the tributes from each family to the homes of the various alchemists and pill refiners!"

"Yes!" A group of people left in a hurry.

Behind them, in the Ye family disciple camp, Ye Xiaoyao, dressed in brocade and silk with an otherworldly temperament, was surrounded like stars around the moon.

He scanned all the participants, his demeanor extremely indifferent.

He was the uncrowned king of this "Donglan Martial Arts Tournament!"

The undisputed number one!

At the second tier of the Condensing Qi Realm! He was even confident he could suppress the monstrous genius girl of the Xiao family, Xiao Qiyun!

The Seventh Princess, Jiang Ziyi, dressed in a noble princess outfit, stood beside him and said with a clever smile: "Can you win?"

Ye Xiaoyao chuckled: "Drop the 'can'! Except for Xiao Qiyun, no one is a match for me!

The Li family's Li Lingxiao and Li Linghan siblings aren't qualified, and the Sun family's Sun Bukong, who prides himself on being smart and hiding his ordinary Condensing Qi Realm, is also no good!

The younger generation of Donglan is truly boring!"

"I admire your confidence the most!" Princess Jiang Ziyi's eyes sparkled, but she suddenly frowned slightly: "By the way, what about the disciples of the host, the Heng family? Do you not put them in your eyes either?"

"I don't even bother to look at them!"

Ye Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back, "This moribund family only produces trash. People like Heng Ruze and Heng Yin can be defeated in one strike!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 35 =====