Chapter 63
“Grandpa, why did you call for me?”
As soon as he entered, he saw his grandfather, Murong Hai, sitting on a mat with a wooden box beside him.
“Of course, I wanted to check on your progress. Now that you’ve joined the Qingyuan Sect, I need to see if you’ve been slacking off.”
Murong Hai raised his gaze.
At present, the Murong family was still under his command.
But he knew that one day, he would grow old.
His son, Murong Xiao’s father, had been missing for a long time.
Other branches of the family had long been eyeing the position of the family head.
Fortunately, Murong Xiao had always displayed exceptional talent, which kept those people from acting on their ambitions.
“Don’t worry, Grandpa. I’ve always remembered your words,” Murong Xiao replied earnestly.
“How many meridians have you opened in the Qi and Blood realm?” Murong Hai asked.
Murong Xiao answered honestly, “Seven meridians. I’m just a little short of the eighth.”
“Hmm, not bad. You’re much stronger than I was at your age.”
“Just don’t know how your combat ability measures up.”
Murong Hai nodded and stood up.
He suppressed his aura to the level of seven meridians in the Qi and Blood realm.
“Come, let’s spar a bit.”
“Grandpa?”
“Don’t worry, I won’t use any techniques beyond the Qi and Blood realm.”
In the quiet room, the sounds of fists and feet colliding echoed, accompanied by the rush of energy.
After a stick of incense had burned down...
“Alright, that’s enough! You’re too strong, Grandpa.”
Murong Xiao slumped to the ground, drenched in sweat.
“You’re already much stronger than the average Qi and Blood realm practitioner.”
Murong Hai looked at his grandson with satisfaction. “If you can reach the eighth meridian and master the Golden Bell Shield to a proficient level, ordinary practitioners without divine weapons won’t be able to break through your defenses.”
“Am I really that impressive?”
Receiving his grandfather’s praise, Murong Xiao smiled wearily.
“Of course! At the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Competition, placing in the top five shouldn’t be too difficult for you.”
“Hard to say, Grandpa. There are plenty of strong contenders in my generation.”
Murong Xiao shook his head.
Li Xiong, Ying Bing, Lin Jiang, Xiao Qin—these were the geniuses he knew.
There were also many outstanding disciples from other peaks who shouldn’t be underestimated.
“You’re just too modest.”
Murong Hai shook his head.
“Your generation has indeed produced many exceptional talents, but you’re not necessarily any worse than them.”
“Last month, I met the most renowned genius from the Fen Yu Lin generation, and he was three points weaker than you.”
His grandson’s character was a bit too timid.
With such strong talent, he could definitely stand out in the Ziyang Prefecture and elevate the Murong family to new heights in the future.
Yet for some reason, he always viewed himself so lowly.
“Take this.”
Murong Hai handed the box on the table to his grandson.
Upon opening it, he found two green pills inside.
Each one had four distinct patterns.
“Two Four-Pattern Breaking Pills. This should be enough for you to open another meridian in the next few days.”
“Grandpa, won’t the other elders and uncles have any objections?”
Murong Hai asked quietly.
This was undoubtedly a use of family resources, and it wasn’t a small expense.
He had always received preferential treatment since childhood, and the other branches had long expressed their discontent.
“You are the genius of the Murong family, the future pillar of our household.”
“If the money isn’t spent on you, should I just let them squander it?”
“Just take it now.”
Murong Hai snorted, his tone resolute.
He waited until he saw his grandson swallow one of the pills before sitting back down.
Crack—
Before long, a light sound came from Murong Xiao.
He was already on the verge of a breakthrough, and now, with a calm mind, he broke through in no time.
“Hahaha, good!”
“Truly worthy of being the unicorn of our Murong family.”
Murong Hai’s brow relaxed.
He had thought his grandson would need both Breaking Pills, but it turned out one was enough.
Then he saw Murong Xiao carefully place the remaining Breaking Pill back in the box.
“Grandpa, I want to give this one to Li Xiong. He’s given me pills before.”
“What kind of pill?”
Murong Hai smiled, not opposing the idea, but casually asked.
This question left the old man momentarily speechless.
“A bottle of Six-Pattern Tranquil Heart Pills.”
“...Wait a moment.”
Murong Hai’s lips twitched as he looked at his grandson’s expression, realizing he wasn’t joking.
Alright, Xiao’er never lies.
Six-pattern pills, a whole bottle...
Seeing his grandfather’s eye twitch, Murong Xiao walked into a small room in the quiet chamber, where the sound of rummaging could be heard, leaving him puzzled.
What’s Grandpa doing?
Before long, Murong Xiao returned, holding another box.
“I picked out a few treasures. Let’s go.”
“Oh.”
The grandfather and grandson left the quiet chamber and headed toward the villa where Li Mo lived.
Along the way, Murong Hai felt a mix of emotions.
He had intended to do a favor, but unexpectedly, he found himself in a position to repay a favor.
And it might not even be repayable.
A top-tier martial art and a bottle of six-pattern pills could almost change Xiao’er’s life.
Just as he was lost in thought, a strange wave caught his attention.
“Hmm?”
“What is this...?”
Murong Hai’s expression suddenly changed.
The closer they got to the villa, the stronger that inexplicable feeling became.
“Grandpa?”
Murong Xiao, confused, hurried to catch up.
Before long, they reached the entrance.
Inside the villa, a number of animals had appeared, all peacefully and quietly resting in the courtyard.
Spring had clearly passed.
Yet the peach blossoms in the garden had surprisingly sprouted new buds.
Murong Hai’s beard fluttered in the wind, his eyes filled with astonishment.
In his youth, he had traveled the world and had the fortune to witness a powerful figure breaking through.
The scene back then was strikingly similar to what he was witnessing now.
“Li Xiaoyou, could it be that a hidden master is residing here?”
This question arose in his mind.
However...
Boom—
A roar like a tiger’s growl and a dragon’s roar echoed, shaking the very soul.
A powerful wave of Qi and Blood emanated from the room.
Without a doubt, this was a sign of a breakthrough in the Qi and Blood realm.
Li Mo was indeed in the Qi and Blood realm.
But the signs of this breakthrough were a bit unusual...
“Li Xiong is breaking through?”
Murong Xiao scratched his head.
Seeing the commotion of the breakthrough before him, he even doubted whether he had just broken through himself.
Just then...
Boom—
Crack—
Another sound of breaking through echoed.
This time, it seemed something had truly shattered.
“In just a few breaths... breaking through two realms...”
Murong Hai, a dignified observer of the Divine Vision realm, suddenly felt breathless.
Just moments ago, he thought his grandson was a genius.
But now, he felt like he was just a frog in a well.
“Grandpa, what’s wrong?”
“Li Xiong is just like this, you’re overreacting.”
Murong Xiao said casually.
Murong Hai: “...”
Now he finally understood why his grandson felt he wasn’t a genius.
Being around someone like Li Mo all the time certainly made it hard to have any confidence.
Just as the grandfather and grandson exchanged silent glances...
The door opened.
Li Mo stepped out in a new outfit, looking apologetic.
“Sorry, I seem to have broken the bathtub.”
It wasn’t that the high-quality golden silk wooden bathtub was faulty.
It was just that he hadn’t expected the buried spirit milk to be so potent, causing such a commotion when breaking through to the seventeenth meridian.
That’s right.
Little Li had reached the seventeenth meridian.
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