In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

There are still many things I need to do myself, so I absolutely cannot rest...

......

On the outskirts of Kuaiji, a dashing young woman, dressed in light armor, stood with a dignified expression, holding a long spear, staring at the man opposite her.

"Little Four, watch out!" The boy wore an eye patch, and his exposed arm had terrifying scars.

The First Evolution

He held a long spear in his hand and carried a longbow on his back.

"Third brother, you're the one who should lose. Don't say I'm bullying you because you're blind." The girl was about 1.5 meters tall and still had a distinctly childish look on her face.

"It's alright, it's not like it's the first time I've lost to you." Xiang Jing smiled nonchalantly. "As long as I don't lose to others outside, that's fine, isn't it?"

“That’s true.” Zijuan smiled.

Her height is almost at its maximum, and she wants to make a final push before her period arrives.

Because the siblings used the training ground more frequently, the small training ground in the backyard of the Xiang family could no longer meet their needs. So Xiang Yu took his three younger siblings and a few frequent guests and went to and from Kuaiji City every day to practice martial arts in the wilderness.

Besides Xiang Jing and Zi Juan, who are fighting on this side, two even stronger people are doing the same thing on the other side.

"Drink-"

Xiang An's spear swept through the air, stirring up gusts of wind as it hurtled towards Xiang Yu.

Not to be outdone, Xiang Yu swung his halberd so hard that the shaft bent, and it clashed with Xiang An's spear with a loud crash. The two men separated immediately after the initial contact, and the distance between them widened once again.

Before they had even stood still for a second, the two brothers simultaneously lunged forward again, their spears flashing, so fast that Liao Ye couldn't even see them clearly.

Their strength is far superior to Xiang Jing and Zijuan from the other side. If they were to spar separately, the third and fourth sons of the Xiang family would probably be lying down before they could even last twenty moves.

The only ones qualified to be rivals of the two brothers are each other and Xiang Liang; Xiang Bo is not even qualified.

Their studies continued as usual, but neither of the brothers showed much interest in military strategy; Xiang Liang was a very indifferent person.

Xiang Yu blocked Xiang An's attack, so Xiang An suddenly turned around, twisted his spear, lay down on the ground, and the spear tip, like a snake, deflected Xiang Yu's halberd and went straight for Xiang Yu's chest.

Xiang Yu did not dodge, but instead wielded the heavy halberd in one hand and swung it at Xiang An's head from the side.

The spear stopped at his chest, and the halberd stood firmly in front of his neck.

The two brothers put away their weapons together and sighed in unison.

"It's not working well."

"I knew you thought so too."

Liao Ye, standing to the side, was taken aback: "This... why do you two say that?"

He had a really great time watching it, but the two of them were fighting so fast that he couldn't see them clearly.

"I feel like I haven't improved at all when I fight with my older brother..." Xiang An sighed, propped the spear aside, and put his hands on his hips.

“Xiang An and I are too familiar with each other. Our sparring has long been meaningless.” Xiang Yu also shook his head. “We have sparred a lot, using all kinds of weapons, and we have never been able to determine a winner, although… I am indeed at a disadvantage.”

"Big brother, you're as slippery as an eel. If I could catch you, I would have beaten you long ago." Xiang An rolled his eyes.

The brothers' contest never truly resulted in a clear winner, but one thing was certain: Xiang An was slightly stronger. However, Xiang Yu's on-the-spot reactions were better than Xiang An's, allowing him to avoid more of Xiang An's attacks and negate that slight difference in strength.

"Uh..." Liao Ye could only think that the elder was indeed the elder, his level was different.

"Then what are you two going to do? I reckon there aren't any opponents in Kuaiji, or even Wuzhong, who can match the two of you." Liao Ye's expression was somewhat troubled.

He was telling the truth.

The Xiang family has four siblings. The third brother, Xiang Jing, and the fourth sister, Zijuan, are still young, and their fighting abilities are within the realm of common understanding. However, the eldest and second eldest brothers of the Xiang family...

The people of Wuzhong can't be said to be terrified of tigers, but they certainly wouldn't even dare to think about sliding tackles.

The two brothers had not done anything evil and were even well-regarded by the people. However, the formidable martial prowess they inadvertently displayed still instilled fear in many.

They are strong in combat, have high status, and are difficult to contact normally. Whenever they are seen, they are always brandishing knives and guns. Over time, they will naturally leave a terrible impression on these people.

"Hmm... there really isn't a solution right now..." Xiang An pinched his chin, looking somewhat troubled.

"Don't think about it for now. It's about time we started sharing the household chores," Xiang Yu said helplessly, patting Xiang An on the shoulder.

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Chapter 831 Blue Horse

"Dad, where's my brother?" Zijuan peered into the doorway from Xiang Liang's doorway.

"Go to the west stable to find your eldest brother, and to the east stable to find your second brother." Xiang Liang didn't even look up, furiously scribbling something down.

Perhaps because he has worked with text for many years, his handwriting is very good.

"In the stables again," Zijuan muttered softly. "Then, Dad, I'm going now."

Although she said that, Zijuan's voice had already faded into the distance.

As the sound faded away, Xiang Liang stopped writing and let out a long sigh.

This girl, who is clearly a girl and a beauty at that, has a more fiery personality than Bai Xing from the fourth son's family.

How am I going to get married in the future...?

He placed his hand on his face, stroking it from his forehead to his chin, but Xiang Liang's face remained clouded with worry.

Not long after Zijuan arrived at the Xiang family, she resolved her inner conflict. She knew that she had to become stronger in order not to lose more. Xiang Liang trusted her completely, and with her three older brothers by her side, he wasn't worried about her not having playmates. Xiang Liang himself also doted on this little girl.

But for some reason, Xiang Liang had a vague feeling that something was wrong in the past two years.

Why did my daughter turn out so badly?

The place where Zijuan was seen most often was not her own bedroom but the training ground. The thing she learned most was not needlework but weapons. Even the old nanny who taught her needlework often could not find Zijuan. When she looked for her, she had run off to the outskirts of the city with her brothers.

The old nanny was happy because she could get money without doing any work; Zijuan was also relieved because she didn't have to learn the dreaded needlework; but Xiangliang was now almost driven mad with worry.

The Xiang family's children were all grown up. Xiang Jing had separated from the family and was injured, so few people came to propose marriage. As for Xiang Yu and Xiang An, no one wanted to propose marriage to them just because they were standing there. Only Zi Juan was about to reach marriageable age (marriage was very early at that time), so many people came to propose marriage, almost wearing down the threshold of the Xiang family.

Xiang Liang had asked Zijuan himself, and he had also asked Xiang Yu, Xiang An, and Xiang Jing to subtly inquire whether she had a sweetheart, whether she had any thoughts on marriage, and what her ideal partner was like.

Then Zijuan's answer almost made Xiang Liang slap himself, Xiang Yu, and Xiang An.

"Want to marry me?" Zijuan didn't shy away from the question at all. "Beat me into submission first!"

It is said that such a roar came from the Xiang residence that day.

"Look what you two bastards have done to my daughter!"

Well, nobody cared what Xiang Liang said.

According to Xiang Liang's understanding, Zijuan's current fighting skills are quite formidable...

Wu Zhong can probably count on one hand the number of people he can find who can reliably defeat Zi Juan without injuring her, and most of them are over thirty years old.

Xiang Liang would rather die than give his fresh, tender cabbage to these old pigs.

Xiang Liang pinched the bridge of his nose and felt his blood pressure was a bit high, the kind that wouldn't go down.

"Forget it, Zijuan... Zijuan is still young, there's no point in thinking about it now..." Trembling, Xiang Liang released his nose and continued to deal with his own affairs, leaving Zijuan's matter aside.

Right now, the autumn harvest is still the most important thing.

......

Zijuan found Xiang An in the stable on the east side.

"Second brother, are you brushing Tuanchi's fur again?" Zijuan skillfully climbed up the wall of the stable and sat on it, swinging her legs.

"Sigh, Xiao Si..." Xiang An's expression looked somewhat dejected.

"...Second brother, what happened?" Zijuan had never seen her usually carefree second brother with such an expression before, and she felt as if her heart and lungs had stopped.

"Neigh..."

"Tuanchi, why do you have that expression too?!" Zijuan panicked completely and quickly jumped down from the wall.

"Look...this..." Xiang An's hand trembled violently as he raised it with a sorrowful expression.

In Xiang An's hand, he held a short, grayish-white hair.

"This? Huh?" Zijuan was completely bewildered.

What's there to see?

"This hair... I plucked it from Tuanchi..." Xiang An was almost crying, hugging Tuanchi tightly. "Tuanchi, are you sick? How come you have white hair...?"

"Huh... Huh..." Tuan Chi also hooked his neck as if hugging Xiang An, his neighing was full of sobs.

It had always been proud of its glossy black fur, but now—it had grown a single white hair!

It suffered a huge blow; it's no longer pretty or beautiful.

Looking at Xiang An and Tuan Chi, who were hugging each other and crying, Zi Juan felt... strangely disgusted for some reason.

"...Second brother, wait a moment, I'll go call Uncle's horse appraiser." Zijuan tried her best not to look at the horrifying scene as she ran away.

Although she found what she had just witnessed disgusting, she was also genuinely worried about Tuanchi.

After all, Tuanchi has been in the Xiang family for two years, and he has always been jet black without a single blemish. There must be a reason why a white hair suddenly grew on him.

A short while later, Zijuan returned with the horse appraiser.

The horse appraiser was named Chen Yu. His exact age was unknown, but he was probably around fifty years old. He had been working for the Xiang family for a long time and had appraised countless horses. The Black Steed with Clouds was one of the horses he had appraised.

"Second Young Master..." He first bowed to Xiang An, and then asked, "What happened to Tuanchi?"

Xiang An held the white hair and cried to Chen Yu for a long time.

Chen Yu was speechless.

However, out of professional ethics, he still took a look at Xiang An.

Who knew that as I looked at it... I actually noticed some problems.

He found another white hair in the rushing tail.

After a while, he found another white hair next to the galloping horse's hooves.

Xiang An was terrified.

"Tuanchi, what happened to you? Don't scare me!!!"