Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"Another seventh-realm expert has arrived..."

Principal Huang looked solemnly toward the entrance of the residential area.

Jiang Hong's brows were furrowed tightly.

"not good!"

He gave a low shout.

"This aura... it's heading towards Yang Xian's building!"

Before the words were even finished, the owner of that aura had already displayed astonishing speed, almost turning into a blur that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and rushed straight towards the apartment building where Yang Xian was located.

"Stop him!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the two disappeared from the rooftop at the same time.

The next second, they appeared in front of that figure, blocking his way.

The man was tall and straight, his crisp military uniform standing out against the night sky, the general's stars on his epaulets gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

He is Shen Qingtong, one of the five generals of the South China Sea and a seventh-realm martial emperor who guards the space tunnel year-round.

When Shen Qingtong saw the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, he stopped in his tracks and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Principal Huang, Patriarch Jiang," he said in a deep voice, "what are you doing here?"

All three were figures at the top of the pyramid in Nanhai City. They usually had their own duties and rarely interacted, but they never expected to meet in this ordinary neighborhood.

"Old Shen, that's the kind of question we should be asking you." Principal Huang's face had lost all its smile. "Why aren't you in your spatial tunnel? What are you doing here in Area B in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Hong went even further: "Never mind why we're here. Judging from the way you just did, it seems you wanted to attack my Jiang family's future grandson-in-law?"

Shen Qingtong felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed the two equally unyielding auras.

He was only ordered to bring someone back for questioning, so why does it seem like he's going to start a war with two equally powerful individuals?

"Patriarch Jiang, you flatter me," he explained succinctly. "I'm just on a mission."

"A mission?" Principal Huang was taken aback.

Isn't guarding the space tunnel Shen Qingtong's biggest task?

Coming to Area B to carry out a mission in the middle of the night, could it be that some high-level alien beast has silently invaded the city?

Or has something earth-shattering happened?

"What kind of mission requires you to come all the way here in person?" Jiang Hong asked, puzzled.

Shen Qingtong's gaze passed over the two of them, looking at the lit window of Yang Xian's house not far away, and then turned to Jiang Hong:

"Patriarch Jiang, in the comprehensive report on the secret realm that we submitted not long ago, our military discovered many suspicious aspects about Yang Xian."

"So, according to the rules, I need to take him back and ask him properly."

"I disagree!" Jiang Hong immediately declared, his tone resolute.

"Leaving aside the fact that Yang Xian is practically half a member of the Jiang family, the fact that he can ignore the 'curse of martial arts extinction' is enough to make him a national treasure!"

"I, Jiang Jiaju, wholeheartedly agree with your suggestion to take them away for protection."

"But what does it mean to take him back for 'questioning'? Anyone who dares to touch Yang Xian shouldn't blame me, Jiang Hong, for turning my back on them!"

Although Principal Huang was not as agitated as Jiang Hong, his stance was equally firm.

"Old Shen, I can't agree to this either." He looked at Shen Qingtong and said slowly:

"Yang Xian has a very special relationship with one of my students."

"For the sake of my precious student's feelings and future, I won't let you take Yang Xian away so easily."

For a moment, on the rooftop, the auras of the three seventh-realm Martial Emperors clashed fiercely invisibly, making the surrounding air thick and oppressive.

On the floors below, several sixth-realm Martial Kings felt this terrifying pressure and dared not even breathe loudly.

Shen Qingtong never expected that his mere mention would elicit such a strong reaction from the two of them.

But put yourself in my shoes, what if someone tried to take away his most promising elite soldier under the guise of "questioning" right in front of me...

I'm afraid my reaction will be even more intense than Jiang Hong's.

"Please don't get agitated."

Shen Qingtong sighed, deliberately dispelling his imposing aura and softening his tone.

"It's just a simple question, we're not going to do anything to him. Don't worry, we'll absolutely guarantee his safety."

He knew very well that the world of martial arts was not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and social interactions.

Not to mention that Old Master Jiang was a martial saint who had guarded the South China Sea for nearly a hundred years and had made tremendous contributions to the entire South China Sea City, even Shen Qing himself had received a lot of guidance from Old Master Jiang when he was young.

He had to accept this favor.

He also had to give Principal Huang face.

Chengwu University is the cradle of martial arts practitioners in the South China Sea, and has provided the military with countless talents.

It seems that unless things are made clear, we can't take them away today.

"What do you want to ask Yang Xian?" Jiang Hong asked with a stern face, still refusing to budge an inch.

"Actually, it wouldn't hurt to tell you." Shen Qingtong organized her thoughts:

"For example, how did a child from an ordinary family obtain a divine-level cultivation technique?"

"And at such a young age, he has cultivated it to an extremely high level."

Upon hearing this, both Principal Huang and Jiang Hong were slightly startled.

A divine-level cultivation technique?

One of them was a university president, and the other was the head of a prominent family, so they naturally understood what those four words represented.

As is well known, martial arts techniques above the Heaven level are basically monopolized by the government, top martial arts academies, and long-established martial arts families.

Divine-level cultivation techniques are only allowed to be collected by official organizations and academies; even aristocratic families cannot possess them.

A child from an ordinary family would never have the chance to even hear about cultivation, let alone practice it!

"besides……"

Before the two could recover from the shocking news, Shen Qingtong dropped a second bombshell.

"Yang Xian contracted two high-level demonic beasts in the secret realm."

"As far as I know, this kind of 'beast taming contract' is extremely rare in our South Sea City. It is only popular in a few cities in the north, and the technology has always been monopolized by them."

"Each beast taming contract is extremely difficult to make, and the price is astronomical."

"How did he manage to obtain two at once and then contract two high-level demonic beasts with immense potential?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hong's face darkened completely.

A divine-level cultivation technique might be explained by "an incredible stroke of luck," but this beast taming contract is something that you have to pay money for.

Given Yang Xian's family background, it was simply impossible for him to afford it.

Just hearing these questions made him want to grab Yang Xian immediately and ask him how many secrets this kid was hiding.

Seeing their reactions, Shen Qingtong knew that her words had had an effect.

He finally posed the most inexplicable question.

"The talent detection system shows that Yang Xian's talent level is only F."

"How did an F-level talent cultivate to the third realm?"