Eternal madness

Chapter 211 The Invitation of the Soul Palace Master

"Second Grandpa!"

Xiao Yan followed Xiao Li into the courtyard, where Xiao Li turned around with a smile on his face.

"What's wrong, Xiao Yanzi? Is something the matter?"

Xiao Yan ran up to Xiao Li, panting, and first bowed to Xiao Li.

"Second Grandfather, I have disappointed you. I am no longer the genius Xiao Yan I once was. Now I am just a piece of trash."

"Oh?" Xiao Li raised an eyebrow, then realized that Xiao Yan's Dou Qi was at the third level.

"The third level of Dou Qi, low-level? When I last saw you, weren't you almost a Dou Zhe? How did you fall?" Xiao Li was a master at pretending to be confused when he knew the truth.

"I don't know. I did break through to the Dou Zhe level, but, but, after I took a nap, this is what happened. My Dou Qi vortex disappeared inexplicably, and my Dou Qi dropped directly to the third level."

Now, most of my family members are distant from me. Except for my father, mother, grandfather, eldest brother, second brother, Yanran, and Nizi, who still care about me, most of the others openly or secretly mock and ridicule me.

Xiao Yan was in a very low mood. The past six months of being a useless person had allowed him to see many things clearly and gain valuable insights, but he still couldn't accept becoming a useless person.

"Hehe, come with me to the pavilion over there and sit down. Tell me slowly," Xiao Li said with a smile.

Xiao Yan followed Xiao Li to a pavilion not far away. Xiao Yan served Xiao Li tea and then stood there awkwardly.

"Sit down. It's not a big occasion, no need to be so formal," Xiao Li said, taking a sip of tea.

"Ah? Oh! Yes!" Xiao Yan's heart was pounding wildly. He kept imagining scenes, such as:

"Xiao Yanzi, I'm very disappointed in you."

"Unable to condense battle qi? Useless!"

"My Xiao family has no need for trash like you!"

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"Xiao Yanzi, your heart is beating very fast. What are you nervous about?" Xiao Li said to himself without looking at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's heart tightened, and he gripped the hem of his clothes with his right hand, trying to suppress his inner tension.

"Are you thinking that I'll be disappointed in you? That you can't cultivate battle qi? That you're not worthy of my training? That I'll kick you out of the family?"

After Xiao Li finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, while Xiao Yan felt extremely uncomfortable.

"You're overthinking it. How could such a thing happen? Whether you can cultivate or not, you're still a member of the Xiao family. By seniority, you're my grand-nephew and my grandson. We're family. How could we possibly kick you out of the house?"
We are a family, we help each other, not some damn royal family or some big family with lots of trivial matters.

As for the disdain you receive, that's normal. Wherever there are people, there will be such people. They flatter you when you're successful, and kick you when you're down.

There are far too many things like this on the Dou Qi Continent; you'll definitely encounter many people like this in the future. Alright, is there anything else?

Xiao Li said leisurely, "Although Xiao Yan has become a cripple ahead of time, it has no impact on Xiao Li. Xiao Li can train Xiao Yan earlier. Training his fighting spirit is easy, but training his character is hard to say."

The three years that Xiao Yan was considered a "useless" made him experience the harsh realities of life. Because of this, no matter what difficulties or setbacks he encountered, he would never give up. This is a strength, and even Xiao Li admitted that he did not have such a steadfast and unyielding tenacity!
Xiao Yan's eyes were a little moist, but he held back. A real man sheds blood but not tears!
"Second Grandfather, could you please take a look at my body? Why has my fighting spirit disappeared?"

Xiao Li put down his teacup: "There's nothing wrong with your body. I've checked it out, so don't worry. Sooner or later, you'll regain your former title as a genius. But I can't say exactly when. It's all fate."

Xiao Li stood up and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder: "Don't give up, there will always be hope!"

After Xiao Li finished speaking, he left, while Xiao Yan muttered to himself, "Not giving up?"

Inside the Bone Flame Ring, "Is this a sign to me? But this little Flame Boy is indeed quite talented, a promising talent. If I take him as my disciple, I can not only be resurrected, but I can even take revenge!"
However, I need to take a second look when accepting apprentices. I've already been blind once! I can't afford to be blind a second time!

The old doctor muttered to himself in the Bone Inflammation Prescription.

. . . . . .

Back mountain,

Xiao Li came to find Ancestor Xiao Kong. He needed Ancestor Xiao Kong's help to rescue Ancestor Xiao Chen. After all, the more Dou Sheng there was, the safer they would be.

"Huh? What's this? Holy crap, a fresh corpse of a Dou Sheng powerhouse!"

Xiao Li walked into the bamboo forest behind the mountain. There was an elegant little bamboo house in the bamboo forest. This was Xiao Kong's residence. Xiao Li had been here many times before. However, this time there was a cross made of bamboo in front of the residence!

On the cross, nailed to a still-bleeding corpse, the blood not yet dried, it was clearly a Dou Sheng who had just died not long ago.

At this moment, Xiao Kong sat on a stone chair to the side, sipping strong tea and basking in the sunshine with great pleasure.

"Ancestor, you're drinking tea over a corpse, how elegant!" Xiao Li said speechlessly.

"Oh! Li'er is back?" Xiao Kong said with a smile, although he had already sensed Xiao Li's return.

"You're back. Who is this? Did you kill him? His body is still hanging here?" Xiao Li sat down in front of Xiao Kong and looked at the skeleton of a Dou Sheng.

Xiao Kong didn't answer the question but looked at Xiao Li in surprise: "You actually broke through to the Half-Saint realm! Weren't you still at the peak of the third-level Dou Zun before you left? The Heavenly Tomb was lucky to raise you to the fifth or sixth level, but you directly reached the Half-Saint realm? So fast? Wait, why do you still have the scent of Dou Di bloodline on you? Did you inherit it?"

Xiao Kong spoke with some emotion.

"I inherited it, but not completely. My ancestor Xiao Xuan gave me a drop of Dou Di bloodline, which I placed in my heart and nurtured with Yang Fire. Perhaps this drop of Dou Di bloodline can help my bloodline recover somewhat."

"I'll probably recover to around Rank 8. If I take some good pills, I could even recover to Rank 9. But that would just be icing on the cake for me," Xiao Li said slowly.

"As long as it can be inherited, that's fine. Back then, the clan leader spent a hundred years studying the bloodlines of the Dou Di clans. Few can match the clan leader's understanding of the Dou Di bloodline!" Xiao Kong stroked his beard and said.

"Ancestor, you still haven't answered me. Who is this Dou Sheng?" Xiao Li pointed to the Dou Sheng's corpse.

"This is a two-star Dou Sheng from the Spirit Clan. Didn't you say you had a conflict with the Spirit Clan before? So I went to stake out the place in Yin Valley, and I actually caught up with him. I killed him with a single blow. The Spirit Clan is truly getting worse with each generation."

"Even Xiao Su could defeat a two-star Dou Sheng of this level," Xiao Kong said slowly, taking a sip of tea.

"Uh, you're amazing. This Dou Sheng skeleton is not bad either. Let's keep it for future use. After that..." Xiao Li suddenly felt a warmth in his arms, and he quickly took out a spatial jade scroll from his robes.

This was specially made for Xiao Li by the Heavenly Sound Elder. It can be used as a trump card and as a tool for transmitting messages. After all, Xiao Kong's existence should not be exposed if possible, so that things can be accomplished in secrecy!

At this moment, a soul projection appeared on the spatial jade mirror.

"Xiao Li, something terrible has happened! The Soul Palace sent someone today, saying they have something to discuss with you. A three-star Dou Sheng came today, saying that you have an appointment with the Soul Palace Master, and the Soul Palace Master invites you to keep the appointment!"

Elder Tianyin said anxiously, "The people from the Soul Palace broke into the Sound Realm today. Although they were only soul projections and not their true bodies, their strength is definitely above Elder Tianyin's."

Although Tianyin Elder has broken through to the Dou Sheng level, he is only at the mid-stage of a one-star Dou Sheng and is still a long way from the late stage. He is no match for a three-star Dou Sheng.

Xiao Li nodded: "I did talk to the Soul Clan, but I didn't expect them to be in such a hurry. I went to see what they could do since I don't even have the Ancient Emperor Jade anymore. But Ancestor, you should still come with me. In case they overturn the table and save my life."

"understood."

(End of this chapter)