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"As the clan leader, you must set an example and not go back on your word."

"Yes, yes, the ancestor is right."

At this moment, the clan chief dared not utter a single word of "no".

"Ancestor, the hundred-year promise was just a private one and doesn't count!" Meng Tuo had a very bad feeling, and he said with great courage.

"Mongolian--"

"Take it off—"

Carlo's voice was very slow, so slow that it sent shivers down one's spine.

At this point, Montgomery collapsed to the ground, utterly terrified.

He didn't know why he had said such a foolish thing.

How dare they question the ancestor?

You've eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard, haven't you?

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Those who were just now supporting the cancellation of Gao Xiang's benefits have now fallen silent.

The family meeting ended abruptly due to the appearance of the patriarch.

After the patriarch appeared, he briefly inquired about the family's situation over the past few years and also punished the two men.

Because of his status as a family elder, Meng Tuo spread rumors targeting younger generations within the family and encouraged other elders to make suggestions that violated family rules. As a result, his family's income has been reduced by half in the past ten years.

As the head of the clan, Chief Fengdi broke his promise and listened to Meng Tuo's one-sided words. As a result, he was punished by having all the income of the clan's business confiscated for ten years.

During this period, no one dared to mention Gao Xiang anymore.

After the meeting ended, Montgomery came to his senses and looked at the others with resentment.

The others, as if they had encountered a plague, slunk away with their tails between their legs.

Gao Xiang, who was absorbing energy, received a message from Fei Di.

The gist of it is that he can continue to cultivate without worry, and his treatment will not change within a hundred years.

Upon seeing this message, Gao Xiang showed no emotional fluctuation.

He was no longer the same person he was five years ago.

Regardless of the final outcome, it will not affect his growth; he is no longer afraid of any threats from within the family.

The meditation room of the old patriarch Carlo.

Carlo's training room covers an area of ​​over a thousand square meters and is about a hundred meters high. Among all the training rooms on the entire Qiulong Star, it is definitely one of the best.

At this moment, only Carlo and Gao Xiang were in the training room.

This was the first time Gao Xiang had seen the ancestor.

Carlo had his back to Gao Xiang.

His hair was snow-white, and he wore a long red robe with his hands behind his back.

After Ferdi told Gao Xiang the good news, he also specifically reminded him that the ancestor wanted to see him.

"Gao Xiang, a descendant of the family, greets the ancestor."

I've heard about what happened to you.

Carlo's voice was like a gentle stream, completely different from the voice he had just heard at the family meeting.

"Although our Carroll family has strict rules, we have always respected the strong. Only the stronger you are can you obtain more resources and status in the family."

"Ancestor, I know that."

Gao Xiang has always understood this principle.

His talent was poor in the past, and his progress was too slow to match his status as a direct descendant, so some people in the family began to have objections.

Fortunately, Fei Di has always been protecting Gao Xiang, otherwise Gao Xiang would probably be living a life of collecting rent on Bai Lan Star by now.

Bro Nolan is a prime example.

He is also the grandson of the current clan leader, but his talent and strength are only average among his peers. He is not valued by the clan and was stripped of his right to be a key member of the clan early on. He started to venture out into the world at the planetary level.

Bro wants to prove himself through his own efforts.

"However," Gao Xiang didn't intend to hide anything. He paused and continued, "I plan to enter the Qianwu Dojo to study, and I believe I will have the opportunity to enter the Qianwu Secret Realm within a hundred years."

"Your idea is outrageous."

Upon hearing Gao Xiang's unrealistic ideas, Carlo couldn't resist wanting to see what this arrogant and conceited family scion actually looked like.

He had guided Feng Tang in his cultivation many times, and specifically asked him if he was confident in entering the Qianwu Secret Realm.

Feng Tang indicated that the possibility of him getting in was slim.

Even Feng Tang wasn't confident about entering the Qianwu Secret Realm, yet this little guy said he was sure?

Carlo discovered that the little guy in front of him was also wearing a red robe, and his appearance was somewhat similar to his own when he was young.

Although Gao Xiang had never seen the ancestor in person, he had already inquired about the ancestor's appearance and clothing.

From a young age, he took his ancestor as his role model and learned his ancestor's style of dressing.

Carlo let out a low hum, and a fiery domain slowly appeared around his body.

Gao Xiang thought to himself, "Our ancestor has actually mastered a branch of the laws of fire! It seems that our ancestor will be able to break through to the Domain Lord level soon."

Immediately afterwards, the air around Gao Xiang began to distort, and flames began to appear beneath his feet.

Instantly, the entire area around him became scorching hot.

"I'm only unleashing one percent of my flame domain; let's see how long you can hold out."

Gao Xiang remained silent, gritting his teeth and supporting himself on his knees with his hands.

He understood that the ancestor was testing him.

"Well--"

After persisting for three minutes, Gao Xiang felt that he had reached his limit.

The scorching heat required him to use his Force to dissipate it.

The immense pressure from the domain also required him to expend his Force to resist it.

"Is this little guy going to give up?"

Carlo watched Gao Xiang's every move and found that Gao Xiang was exhausted and was ready to cancel the release of the domain.

"Well--"

Gao Xiang couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed.

At that moment, he felt the heat and weight around him rapidly decreasing.

"Ancestor, don't stop, I can still stand up!"

Gao Xiang gritted his teeth; he wouldn't give up so easily.

"Psychic powers?"

Although Carlo was not a mentalist, he could sense Gao Xiang's mental power and realized that Gao Xiang had actually taken the path of dual cultivation.

After releasing his mental energy, Gao Xiang quickly formed a fiery red battle armor on his body.

He focused all his mental energy on his battle armor, using it to help himself stand up again.

After a short while, Gao Xiang managed to stand up.

However, having exhausted his Force, he probably won't be able to hold on for long even with the help of his mental powers.

Six minutes passed.

"This little guy has lasted longer than Feng Tang did back then."

After the patriarch discovered that Gao Xiang had lasted longer than Feng Tang, he quietly reduced the pressure of his domain by one-fifth.

"Why does it feel like the pressure has lessened a little? Could it be that the Ancestor deliberately went easy on us? How could that be?"

Gao Xiang, who was still struggling to keep going, noticed something was different.

Ten minutes later.

Gao Xiang finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed. At the same time, his willpower was also damaged, and he fell into a coma.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, he found himself still lying on the ground, with a person standing not far away, quietly watching him.

It's our ancestor.

"Ancestor, I have disappointed you."

"Your performance was excellent, surpassing even Feng Tang's back then."

"Really?"

Gao Xiang was somewhat incredulous.

Feng Tang is the number one genius in the Carroll family.

"Feng Tang only lasted 5 minutes, while you lasted a full 10 minutes."

Carlo estimated that if he hadn't held back, Gao Xiang could only last a maximum of 7 minutes.