The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Look!"

Ni Kun and his son had just arrived at Xiuwu Square.

"Hey!"

A towering figure appeared, with half of his broad, muscular arm exposed, gripping a ten-foot-long steel spear, thrusting it forward with all his might.

"ha!"

Each swing of the gun generated a gust of wind, as if it were tearing the air apart.

Indeed, this burly man is none other than Ni Yongwu, the eighth son of the Ni family.

Behind Ni Yongwu followed a large group of young and strong members of the Ni family.

They each carried a long steel spear, their movements were perfectly synchronized, and their battle cries were deafening, clearly showing that they had put in a lot of practice.

"Um!"

Ni Kun nodded and praised softly, "Old Eight has the bearing of a great general!"

According to the family register recorded by Ni Yongxiao.

Ni Kun knew that although they had experienced the previous battle halfway up the mountain and the turmoil of purging the demonic cultivators, they still had to work hard.

Currently, the Ni family has only about 2,300 members throughout the entire Yue Kingdom, and there are only about 100 cultivators in total.

Moreover, some of these people have exhausted their potential.

The other disciples who still had room for development all gathered here to cultivate diligently.

With this in mind, he felt even more strongly the need to recruit and build a force under the control of the Ni family—the Ni Family Army!

"Fourth Brother!"

When Ni Yongwu saw Ni Yongxiao walking towards him, he quickly stopped, steadily put his spear back on the weapon rack, and strode forward to meet him.

"My dear fourth brother! What brings you here to visit your eighth brother today!" Ni Yongwu exclaimed with a broad smile, his face beaming with excitement.

However, when his gaze swept over Ni Kun, who was standing next to Ni Yongxiao, the smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an undisguised look of contempt.

After all, a burly man like Ni Yongwu usually appreciates men who are tall, strong, and powerful.

Moreover, Ni Kun is just an ordinary person, yet there are rumors that he will become the next head of the family, which makes Ni Yongwu very dissatisfied and resentful.

"Eighth Brother!"

Ni Yongxiao smiled slightly and said softly, "Ah Kun and I came over to take a look, and we also want to go to your fifth brother's place for a cup of tea. Would you like to come along?"

Upon hearing this...

Ni Yongwu's big eyes darted around, and he suddenly leaned close to Ni Yongxiao's ear and whispered, "Fourth Brother, Xiangzi's situation isn't very good right now. You'll have to put in a lot of effort to talk to him and comfort him!"

After saying these words.

Ni Yongwu suddenly grinned widely, his voice rising eight octaves: "Fourth Brother, only you can taste Fifth Brother's fine tea. As for the others... hehe, I'm afraid they don't have the right!"

When he finished speaking, his gaze fell directly on Ni Kun without any attempt to hide his intentions.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, Ni Yongxiao suddenly slapped the other person on the head, blinking hard as he muttered, "What are you yelling about, kid!"

However, Ni Yongwu either genuinely didn't notice his fourth brother's subtle actions, or he deliberately pretended not to know, completely ignoring Ni Yongxiao's hints.

at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the young men couldn't help but whisper and discuss among themselves, some even joining in the fun, shouting, "We want some tea too!"

The scene quickly became chaotic and noisy.

Upon seeing this, Ni Yongxiao instantly became furious. He shouted, "What are you little brats shouting about? All of you, run a hundred laps around Xiuwu Square!"

Before the words were even finished, the previously noisy crowd fell silent instantly, but then a burst of murmurs and complaints erupted.

Seeing this, Ni Yongwu was about to speak again as if to defend him, but Ni Yongxiao, quick as a flash, grabbed his ear and warned, "Aren't you usually very obedient to your fourth brother? How could you be so stupid today!"

After saying that, Ni Yongxiao, still not satisfied, kicked Ni Yongwu in the backside: "Get out of here! Go practice your double-pointed spear right now!"

Ni Yongwu winced in pain, muttering, "What's wrong with Fourth Brother today...?"

But he would never disobey his fourth brother's orders, so he could only turn around and leave dejectedly.

Watching their departing figures.

Ni Kun and Ni Yongxiao exchanged a glance, chuckled, and then walked towards the second floor of the school.

At this moment.

Ni Yongxiang stared blankly at the pot of tea that had just been brewed on the table, his face full of worry.

He only snapped out of his daze after hearing footsteps coming from the stairwell, and hurriedly looked up.

"Oh! What a rare guest!"

Ni Yongxiang quickly stood up to greet him, forcing a smile: "What brings such a busy person like you here today?"

talking.

Ni Yongxiang pulled over a chair and invited Ni Yongxiao to sit down.

As for Ni Kun, who was following behind Ni Yongxiao, he completely ignored him as if he were invisible.

However, Ni Yongxiao simply smiled slightly and remained standing still.

Ni Kun plopped down in a chair and poured himself a steaming cup of fragrant tea.

Then, he picked up the teacup, gently blew away the foam on the surface, tilted his head back, and drank it down in one gulp, making a loud swallowing sound—"Glug!"

He then took two more gulps before finally exclaiming with satisfaction, "Mmm, this is the taste!"

Seeing this, Ni Yongxiang couldn't help but chuckle: "Ah Kun knows about tea too?"

Ni Yongxiao casually pulled over a chair and sat down next to Ni Kun. He then slowly picked up the teapot and, while brewing tea for the three of them, said, "This should be this year's new tea! My fifth brother usually treasures it very much and rarely offers it to guests!"

He finished speaking.

He leisurely sipped the tea in his cup, savoring its flavor, a look of delight on his face. Turning to Ni Yongxiang with a smile, he continued, "Today, we're incredibly lucky to be able to taste such fine tea!"

Ni Yongxiang smiled slightly and replied, "Fourth Brother, you flatter me. Only someone as knowledgeable and discerning as you can truly appreciate the essence of these so-called fine teas!"

He paused, then emphasized, "As for ordinary people... hehe, they simply don't have the fortune to enjoy such delicacies!"

Although he was talking about tea, there was clearly a deeper meaning and a sarcastic tone in his words.

Seeing this, Ni Kun's lips curled up slightly as he thought to himself, "Heh, good heavens! You two, one scholar and one warrior, are really going to rebel against me today, aren't you! These two little brats, I'll find a chance to teach them a lesson!"

Seeing his father remain silent, Ni Yongxiao was also afraid that his fifth brother's words might cause trouble.

So he raised his teacup to Ni Yongxiang and spoke first: "Fifth Brother, you work hard teaching the disciples to cultivate. Today, your fourth brother is here, so I'll toast you with tea instead of wine!"

The two took a sip of tea.

Ni Yongxiao noticed a faint sadness lingering between his fifth brother's brows.

His heart tightened, and he said with concern, "Your sister-in-law's matter is in the past; please accept my condolences!"

Yes, that thrilling battle halfway up the mountain cost Ni Yongxiang his beloved wife.

Since then, he seemed to have become a different person, depressed all day long. Apart from occasionally guiding the younger generation in their cultivation, he almost stopped communicating with others and fell into a deep self-isolation.

Ni Kun had already heard about this matter.

Seeing the five sons so dejected and listless, he couldn't help but feel pity.

So he slowly picked up the teacup and swirled the tea inside.

"Tea, in essence, exists in only two forms: one that floats on the surface, and one that sinks to the bottom!"

"However, no matter what state it is in, it is always that tea leaf!"

Finally, Ni Kun gently put down his teacup.

"There are only two actions for tea drinkers: picking it up and putting it down!"

Life is like tea; you must be able to take it up and also let it go!