Chapter 41: Crying Out with a Waa

"Luo Ying, are there any more white robes? Give me one to change into."

Looking at the filth on his chest, Yan Xiao took off the clothes he was wearing.

"Young Master, there is one more, but I ruined it while tailoring it; it only has one sleeve. Are you sure you want to wear it?"

Luo Ying asked in a small voice.

"One sleeve? Is it avant-garde? Take it out and let me see."

Yan Xiao asked curiously.

Putting on the white robe with only half a sleeve, Yan Xiao spun around and felt it was actually quite good.

He simply took off the undergarment inside; it looked a bit like a martial artist's outfit, and he looked quite spirited.

Yan Xiao nodded with satisfaction, "Good-looking. I like this outfit; it suits my temperament."

Seeing Yan Xiao reveal half his arm, he looked like a rough-and-tumble hero, but he was the most handsome rough-and-tumble hero!

Luo Ying's face flushed red, a young girl's heart fluttering.

Qian Youdao looked around, offering no comment.

"Let's go!"

Yan Xiao walked at the very front, Qian Youdao and Luo Ying were on his left and right sides, and Luosang walked at the back hugging a wine jar; it was unknown if he would be able to reach the Feng Family gate before passing out drunk.

"I hit—ho—Turtle Wave Qigong!"

Looking at his 'developed' pectoral muscles, Yan Xiao couldn't help but show off, performing a few Street Fighter moves, feeling exceptionally good about himself.

The two behind him exchanged a glance, not knowing what kind of madness the Sect Master was acting out again.

"Sect Master, let's walk a bit faster; the time I agreed upon with Feng Xianzi is almost here."

Seeing Yan Xiao still walking slowly, kicking at roadside branches from time to time, and making weird 'I hit... I hit...' roars, Qian Youdao couldn't help but urge him.

"No rush. A hero always appears at the very last moment. When she feels despair, I will suddenly appear, and she will deeply love... admire me!"

Yan Xiao blinked at the two behind him and said.

Seeing a group of small birds on a branch, he immediately kicked the tree; the branches shook, scaring the birds into scattering and fleeing.

The birds' Fear Value +5+5+5+5.

Sparrows are meat too; from today on, as long as it is an animal that can provide Fear Value, he would find a way to obtain it.

Otherwise, when would he ever save up enough 100,000 to buy the Soul Gathering Pill for Qingxue.

Luo Ying and Qian Youdao exchanged another glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's hearts. It seemed their Sect Master still had a mischievous heart; to be this old and still like to...

The Feng Family.

Feng Jingting sat in the main seat, with a crowd of Elders and key figures of the collateral branches below.

The atmosphere in the great hall was solemn; Feng Jingting had an angry look on her face, forcibly suppressing the rage in her heart.

Her father's cultivation had been crippled, and the position should have been passed to her younger brother, Feng Jingxuan, but she hadn't expected these people to obstruct it, intending to fight for the position of Clan Leader.

Using Feng Jingxuan's young age as an excuse, they simply refused to let him inherit the position of Clan Leader.

"Since the Elders are worried that my brother is young, yet you won't let me assist on his behalf, what is your intention?

Would you like me to have my father pass the position of Clan Leader to you instead?"

Feng Jingting looked at this group of ingrates before her and finally couldn't help but explode.

Her speaking out like this was equivalent to giving everyone an opportunity, and the collateral branch Elder who had been silent finally spoke up.

"Miss Jingting, the position of Clan Leader should be held by the capable; how can you say that only the direct line of the Feng Family can sit in it?

Could it be that Miss Jingting does not consider us collateral branches to be people of the Feng Family?

If that is the case, then we are truly disheartened."

Feng Mu sneered and said in a sarcastic tone.

Hearing this, the collateral branch disciples clamored one after another, "If you don't treat us as our own people, then split the family; return the industries that belong to our collateral branches to us."

"That's right, why can't the collateral branches be the Clan Leader?"

"We don't accept this!"

Feng Jingting took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Don't forget how you reached today, and don't forget your status."

"Are you all trying to rebel!"

Feng Xianzi fully released her Foundation Establishment Realm aura, crushing it toward the crowd; a cold wind suddenly blew through the hall.

"Feng Mu, don't go too far. Even if you want to fight for the position of Clan Leader, you cannot be rude to the eldest miss and the young master."

The Feng Family Great Elder stood up tremblingly and said to the collateral branch crowd.

"Does the Great Elder agree to us competing for the position of Clan Leader?" Feng Mu was overjoyed and asked hurriedly.

Feng Jingting was also shocked; had even the Great Elder started speaking for the collateral branches?

"I am the one who agrees."

The Feng Family Clan Leader, Feng Chen, walked out slowly with the support of Feng Jingxuan.

Feng Jingting wanted to say something but was stopped by Feng Chen.

"The family has been declining day by day in my hands, and I am very ashamed. I understand the feelings of all the Elders and collateral branch disciples, so as the current Clan Leader, I agree to let the collateral branches participate in the selection of the Clan Leader, but malicious competition is not allowed. Everyone must value harmony, develop together, and harmoniously build a beautiful home."

Feng Chen spoke passionately on the platform, but no one below was listening at all.

A cripple without cultivation—as long as he agreed to let the collateral branches compete for the position of Clan Leader, who cared what nonsense he was spouting.

Everyone was thinking about how to defeat Feng Jingxuan and obtain the qualification to inherit the Clan Leader position.

Feng Jingting gripped her sleeves tightly, looking at the faces of those people with utter disappointment.

"I also want to participate in the Clan Leader competition!"

She slowly stood up and shouted loudly.

"No!"

"How can a woman be Clan Leader?"

Someone immediately spoke up in opposition.

"If the Eldest Miss wants to participate, does that mean we old folks can also join the election?"

Feng Mu also stood up, looking at her with sharp eyes, aggressive and overbearing.

Feng Chen glanced at his daughter, signaling her not to be impulsive.

Yet Feng Xianzi bit her lip stubbornly, facing Feng Mu's gaze without the slightest fear.

"Sister, we cannot beat them."

Feng Jingxuan whispered; it seemed he had also given up.

Feng Xianzi looked at her younger brother with some disappointment, but thinking that he was only 12 years old, she felt relieved again.

If Feng Jingxuan were given a few more years, he would certainly not be inferior.

"Why hasn't he come yet? If he doesn't come soon, there won't be a chance!"

Feng Xianzi awaited Yan Xiao's arrival, cold sweat seeping from her small hands.

"Does the Eldest Miss still want to participate in the election?"

Feng Mu let out a cold snort, looking at Feng Xianzi and threatening her once more.

"This old thing deserves a beating."

Outside the door, Yan Xiao muttered, straightened his clothes, and decided it was time for his entrance.

He kicked open the Feng Family gate, scanned the ground, and after confirming there were no banana peels, he smoothed his hair, walked slowly through the gate, and headed toward the main hall.

"How about I participate in the election on her behalf?"

Yan Xiao strode to the front of the main hall, drew his Magic Sword and thrust it into the ground, looking at the crowd arrogantly as he asked.

"Who are you? The affairs of my Feng Family do not require your interference!"

Feng Mu's eyes narrowed, his killing intent fully exposed; his grandson was about to sit on the Clan Leader's throne, and at this critical moment, he would not allow anyone to ruin it.

Everyone fixed their gazes on Yan Xiao, their eyes unkind.

Of course, Feng Xianzi was an exception; seeing Yan Xiao appear, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the small hand clutching her skirt slowly loosened.

"He is the newly appointed Sect Master of our Luoxia Mountain—Yan Xiao!"

Qian Youdao and Luo Ying walked in slowly and shouted to the crowd.

"He is Yan Xiao? Why is he dressed so strangely?"

"What does he want to do?"

The crowd was stunned at first, then shocked; who in the current Luoyue City did not know the great name of Yan Xiao?

"So it is Sect Master Yan who has graced us with his presence; I wonder what brings you here?"

Feng Mu squeezed out a smile and asked.

"Nothing important, someone bullied my Jing... Jing..."

"Jingxuan," Qian Youdao whispered a reminder.

"Someone bullied my brother Jingxuan, so I've come to help out."

Yan Xiao walked arrogantly to the main seat, looked around, and said loudly.