Building a long-lasting family lineage starting with genealogy

Chapter 400 The Man from Xuan Yue (Bonus Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)

I saw this figure.

Xu Jingwu's pupils contracted slightly.

A hint of emotion flickered across his face beneath the mask.

After all, he was his biological father, and facing him always felt somewhat unnatural.

It might be due to bloodline suppression.

Xu Jingwu's impression of him was only those fragments after his memories were unlocked.

He knew that Xu Wenjing loved him very much, and the Xu family was filled with reluctance when they made the decision to send him away.

However, not having grown up under his care meant that he lacked a certain fatherly bond.

"My name is Xu Wenjing, and I have come to learn from you," Xu Wenjing said, clasping his hands in greeting.

“Yuan.” Xu Jingwu also clasped his hands in a fist salute, but he was a man of few words and only uttered one word.

"The eldest son of the family head, before reaching the age of sixty, has already reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage in cultivation."

Lei Xiaoyun exclaimed with admiration, "The Xu family truly produces many outstanding talents."

However, he soon stopped paying attention and began to think about what ranking he should choose to defend or challenge.

"I wonder if there's any chance of making the top ten."

the other side.

Many people also discussed the situation of Xu Wenjing and Xu Jingwu.

"Xu Wenjing has reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, possesses profound magical power, and wields excellent magical artifacts. It's just unknown how far he has progressed in the Yuanwu Realm."

"Alas, Lord Jiang Wu left us too suddenly back then. We don't even know if he perfected the path to the Yuanwu Realm. If he were still here, we martial artists wouldn't be having such a difficult time now."

Whenever Jiang Wu is mentioned, even members of the Xu family express their admiration and respect.

Just as Xu Jingwu was hesitating, Xu Chuan transmitted his voice and said, "There's no need to worry. When your father finds out in the future, he will only be happy to have such an outstanding eldest son as you."

"Yes, my ancestor."

Looking at Xu Wenjing, who was full of fighting spirit, Xu Jingwu said quietly, "Father, don't blame your son for being too ruthless. Blame the Ancestor."

"please."

Xu Wenjing clasped his hands in a fist salute, his words concise and to the point.

Before he finished speaking, his magical power surged, his robes fluttered without wind, and a crimson spiritual light emanated from his right fist, with a faint phantom of true yang energy gathering within it.

A punch was thrown, and the air produced a dull thud!

This punch has already combined his fully-established spiritual power with his nascent physical strength.

They followed a path of fierce and domineering force.

Its power far surpasses that of ordinary Foundation Establishment Perfection techniques.

Faced with this overwhelming punch, Xu Jingwu's eyes, hidden behind his mask, flickered slightly, as if a barely perceptible hint of approval flashed across them.

He stepped forward and threw a punch.

A dark gold luster flowed across the fist, but the force and speed were clearly restrained.

"Oh!"

The two fists clashed, producing a muffled sound like a giant drumbeat, with waves of air surging around them.

Xu Wenjing staggered back three steps, his fists went numb, but he felt a chill run down his spine.

The power in the opponent's fist was as solid as a mountain, incredibly deep, yet it seemed... it hadn't been fully unleashed?
He felt that the opponent's punch was more of a "response" and a "measure".

Xu Wenjing let out a low shout, no longer holding back, and unleashed a barrage of punches like a storm.

Interspersed with bursts of low-level metal and fire magic to amplify his power, he brought out the characteristics of dual cultivation of magic and body, launching a continuous barrage of attacks that were both fierce and varied.

Xu Jingwu, like a rock in a torrent, dodged and weaved within a small area, his fists blocking, parrying, drawing, and leading, neutralizing Xu Wenjing's attacks one by one.

His movements seemed slow, but he always managed to intercept Xu Wenjing's burst of power at just the right moment, so that the opponent could only use 60 or 70% of his strength.

Occasionally, when fists and palms collided, the resulting shockwaves caused Xu Wenjing's blood to surge and his arms to ache and go numb.

The battle appeared intense, but the Golden Core cultivators on the high platform could tell that Xu Jingwu was "feeding" them moves; he was guiding the battle and controlling its rhythm and intensity.

Otherwise, given his previous outburst of power that shattered the nascent form of divine ability, Xu Wenjing would probably have been defeated even faster and in a more disheveled manner than Xu Chongjian, who was skilled in the Youdou sword technique.

But at least he's his own father.

You have to save face for others, otherwise you might get criticized later.

Even so, the absolute gap in strength remains clear.

Although Xu Wenjing's offensive was fierce, he was unable to truly break through Xu Jingwu's seemingly casual but actually impenetrable defensive circle.

His magical power was being rapidly depleted, and his qi and blood were gradually becoming disordered due to the repeated backlashes.

After a cup of tea's time.

Xu Jingwu's fist stance suddenly changed slightly, and the speed at which he switched from defense to offense increased by half a point.

A punch pierced through Xu Wenjing's defense, landing lightly on his crossed arms as he blocked.

The force of that punch was perfectly controlled.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Xu Wenjing felt a force, as condensed as a needle yet immense and uncontrollable, penetrate his body.

My arms were in excruciating pain, and my bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

He was uncontrollably thrown backward, each step leaving shallow footprints on the stone slabs of the arena.

He had to retreat to the edge of the ring before he could barely regain his balance.

The body's Qi, blood, and spiritual energy became disordered.

Although they still have the strength to fight again.

But Xu Wenjing knew that the other party had held back, and sighed inwardly.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent emotions, and looked at Xu Jingwu, who stood with his fists clenched, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

His expression immediately softened into genuine admiration, and he cupped his hands in respect, saying, "Thank you for your guidance; I am completely convinced."

Xu Jingwu quickly returned the greeting, saying, "You're too kind."

Xu Wenjing turned and stepped off the stage, his back still straight. He thought to himself, "My Xu family is indeed full of geniuses. An unknown clansman or disciple actually has such strength."

If Jiang Wu were alive, the two could be considered unparalleled martial arts masters!

After this battle.

No more challengers leaped onto the platform below the ring.

What “Yuan” exhibits is an almost overwhelming, all-encompassing power advantage that makes people unable to muster the thought of resistance.

A nascent form of supernatural power, a swordsmanship prodigy, and a master of Foundation Establishment.

No skill or ability can surpass anything unless it undergoes a qualitative change.

Xu Chuan nodded slightly upon seeing this.

Xu Jingwu is the monument that Xu Chuan wants to erect for the younger generation.

They may be overtaken later, but that will be enough to motivate them to catch up for a while.

Ye Fan stood in the air, waiting for a moment.

After 420 breaths, seeing that no one had yet come up on stage, he announced loudly:

"Yuan successfully defended his title nine times, becoming the champion of this year's Xu Clan's 'Qingxiu Competition'!"

The champion has been decided, but the subsequent battle will continue to be fierce.

The rewards for the top three, top ten, and top twenty are all different, so they all fight desperately.

Ye Fan intervened several times.

Xu Wenjing won the second place, and he also faced off against Xu Chongjian, but the match ended there.

Although Xu Chongjian was strong and had grasped a trace of the true meaning of swordsmanship, he had not yet developed it into a rudimentary form of supernatural power, and the gap in their realms was indeed too great.

He is not yet a match for Xu Wenjing.

If Xu Chongfei were still alive, he could fight him to a standstill.

The "Jiazi Tournament" is on this side.

Lei Xiaoyun missed out on the top ten, only ranking fifteenth, and was unable to see the so-called artifacts and magical implements.

The other vassal families fared even worse.

Even if you manage to get into the top 30, you'll still be at the bottom.

The sun sets in the west.

"The top 32 teams in both the 'Qingxiu Tournament' and the 'Jiazi Tournament' have been determined. This clan competition is now concluded. This is your clan competition reward."

With a flick of his sleeve, Ye Fan distributed sixty-two storage bags to everyone except the two leaders.

"The magical artifacts can be replaced. If you are not satisfied with the magical artifacts prepared by the clan, you can go to the mission hall to change them, but you can only do so once."

"The clan competition is a test, an exchange, and an opportunity to understand your strengths and weaknesses. I hope you will reflect on what you have learned in this battle after you return."

We hope to strive for even greater excellence next year. Furthermore, according to clan rules, the clan competition will be held every three years, and the winner of the previous competition will not be eligible to participate again.

At this moment, Xu Chuan stepped into the air and walked to Ye Fan's side.

Ye Fan bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

The people below also cupped their hands and said, "Greetings, Ancestor."

“Yuan, from now on you will cultivate with me at the Azure Cold Pool.”

"Thank you, Ancestor." Xu Jingwu bowed and said.

Xu Chuan nodded slightly. "Alright, everyone, you can all leave now."

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Bihan Pool.

Xu Jingwu followed Xu Chuan to cultivate, and at the same time observed supernatural powers in order to comprehend his own martial arts supernatural powers.

The annual festival has passed in the blink of an eye.

Dongxi has returned to its former tranquility.

Because of the mountain closure and the lack of outings for missions, people have been interacting and meeting more frequently.

It is common to see members of the vassal families, Xu family disciples, and Xu clan members exchanging skills and knowledge.

Occasionally there will be conflicts, but these are usually resolved through arena battles.

Furthermore, both sides must have collateral in such duels.

For example, contribution points, spirit stones, elixirs, or magical artifacts.

Fortunately, there was no major conflict.

Even among vassals, it is normal for those with close relationships to form alliances.

Just like within a family, there are always a few people who are close to each other and form a small group.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Tiannan.

Canglong Prefecture, Yunxi City.

After Xu Chuan and his group left, Yunxi City remained unchanged.

After all, even if they were there, they rarely showed themselves; it was Chen Changge, Tang Yuanli, and the Yan and Wu clans who handled the affairs.

Even most people in Yunxi City were unaware that Xu Chuan and the others were not there.

Only a few major Golden Core families know a little about it.

However, they would not gossip about Xu Chuan and the others being absent.

The four major families all had close ties with the Xu family, and they knew that the Xu family's quiet departure must have been for important matters, so they dared not leak the news.

If this causes unrest in Yunxi City, Xu Chuan and the others will likely be punished when they return.

They might even be expelled from Yunxi City.

It was nearly noon, and the sky was clear and bright.

Suddenly, the faint sound of wind and thunder came from the depths of the clouds, and a tall and strong black figure broke through the clouds, revealing his imposing presence.

It was Mo Yue who revealed his true form as a hundred-zhang-long dragon!

Its dark blue scales gleamed with a cold, eerie light under the sunlight. The single horn on its head was beginning to take shape, and its four claws on its belly were sharp. Its body was shrouded in mist, which stirred up the clouds in the air.

It did not fly swiftly, but rather hovered slowly in the sky above Yunxi City, passing through the clouds and mist, in a manner that could be described as "leisurely".

At times, the enormous dragon head would lower slightly, its dark golden vertical pupils casually sweeping across the city streets and alleys, the flow of people and vehicles.

This is the third time this month.

The market in the east of the city.

The child, who was playing with his friends, suddenly looked up, pointed to the sky, and exclaimed excitedly in a clear voice, "Look! The Mo Yue people are out again!"

"There really is."

Some newly arrived wandering cultivators also looked over and muttered to themselves.

He had heard that one could occasionally see the true form of a fourth-order transformed demon in Yunxi City, which is why he came here.

The old monk who had set up a stall nearby stroked his beard and smiled, saying calmly, "Lord Mo Yue really has a lot of leisure and refined tastes."

He then continued to call out to the passing monks.

Above the teahouse.

Several familiar cultivators gazed out the window, and one of them joked, "The Lord of Moyue has been 'inspecting' quite frequently these past few days. I wonder if he has nothing better to do."

"Or perhaps the Venerable Master Kuru has other plans."

Another person laughed and said, "How could we possibly understand the thoughts of the True Lord Kuru?"

"Yes, but the fact that Lord Mo Yue is so diligent has made Yunxi City much more stable, and no one dares to cause trouble even in secret."

The moored boat slowly glided for half an incense stick's time.

He relaxed his body, having enjoyed the awe of the cultivators and mortals below.

Then it let out a deep, satisfied dragon roar and disappeared into a certain place in the backyard of the Xu residence.

City Lord's Mansion.

Upon hearing the dragon's roar, Tang Yuanli chuckled and said, "Senior Mo Yue has returned. With his diligent patrols, the awe that cultivators have for fourth-order transformed demons has diminished considerably."

He paused, then turned to look at Chen Changge inside the room. "Brother Chen, what do you think was the reason for the senior's actions?"

"Since Mr. Chen is unaware of this, we don't need to worry about it. Just focus on handling the affairs in the city."

Tang Yuanli smiled and said no more.

a few days later.

Yunxi City remained as bustling and prosperous as ever.

Suddenly, two clear, bright rainbows appeared in the far distance on the horizon, piercing through the sky.

At first, it was as thin as a spider's thread, but in an instant, it had reached the sky in front of the city.

The rainbow light faded, revealing two figures standing in mid-air.

The first person was an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a moon-white wide-sleeved Taoist robe with light silver cloud patterns embroidered on the hem. He exuded a peaceful and profound aura, and his eyes held the wisdom and serenity of someone who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Half a step behind him stood a young man in black robes with a stern face and upright posture, dressed simply.

The old man looked down at the majestic outline of the city stretching out below, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He stroked his beard and sighed, "The last time I came here, it was a remote border town with little spiritual energy and few inhabitants."

In just a few decades, it has developed into such a magnificent city.

Fellow Daoist Kurong's methods are truly remarkable.

In the past two years.

The news that Tiancang Prefecture had been renamed Canglong Prefecture naturally spread to other prefectures.

Upon hearing this, the young man's gaze swept over the large array that was faintly visible, enveloping the entire city.

He then swept through the orderly streets and alleys of the city, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, before falling silent.

"Let's go down, Junior Brother Xuan."

"Yes, Senior Brother Qingxuan."

The two were none other than Qingxuan Zhenjun, a Golden Core Perfection Elder from the Xuan Yue Sect, and the prodigy Zhang Xuanzhi.

The two descended from the clouds, but did not force their way in.

Instead, they entered through the city gate according to the rules.

Upon entering the city, the two walked slowly. Qingxuan Zhenjun observed with great interest the shops lining both sides of the street and the atmosphere of the cultivators coming and going, nodding slightly from time to time.

The same applies to Zhang Xuanzhi.

“Such a prosperous scene, perhaps in a few hundred years, it will be comparable to my Xuan Yue City,” said True Monarch Qingxuan.

"Senior brother, you are speaking too soon. Several hundred years is too long. Even with a fourth-order great demon guarding it, without absolute strength, this is already the limit."

Moreover, we must elevate the overall foundation of the Azure Dragon Mansion to a level comparable to that of my Profound Moon Mansion.

Otherwise, it's absolutely impossible.

"Perhaps." Qingxuan Zhenjun stroked his beard and smiled, saying no more.

He asked someone where the Xu residence was located.

Then, the two headed straight for the inner city.

Inner city entrance.

The guards here were much tighter, and the two were stopped by the black-armored guards.

"Gentlemen, please stop here. May I ask what brings you here? The inner city is not easily opened to the public. Do you have any notice or invitation?"

Although the captain of the guard sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the other party, he remained dutiful and asked questions with neither arrogance nor servility.

Qingxuan Zhenjun smiled slightly and said, "I am Qingxuan Zhenjun of the Xuan Yue Sect, and I have come with my junior brother Zhang Xuanzhi to visit Fellow Daoist Kurong. Please announce our arrival."

(End of this chapter)