'If Yun'Er really has a Treasure Body, she can co with when I leave.'
Just as he was thinking this, a figure in aqua-green erged from the Inner Hall.
The figure was slender and elegant, with a mystical aura. She had a perfect, fair oval face of incomparable beauty. Who else could it be but that little girl, Yun'Er?
"Young... Young Master? Is... is it really you?"
At the sa ti, Yun'Er had also spotted Yang Xiao.
Her large, limpid eyes, clear as autumn pools, suddenly reddened.
Tears welled up like a rising mist.
This left Yang Xiao at a bit of a loss. With a flicker of movent, he appeared before her and wiped the tear tracks from the corners of her eyes. "You silly girl," he said. "Your Young Master is back. Shouldn't you be happy? Why are you crying instead?"
But his words, far from calming her, made her throw herself into his arms and begin to cry her heart out.
The floodgates had opened.
Yang Xiao couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
'What in the world is wrong with this girl?'
'She's a Martial Grandmaster Level cultivator now, yet she's still acting like a child. No, she's even worse than when she was a child.'
'What a headache.'
Seeing this, Yang Ying was snickering on the side.
Yun'Er's cries carried, startling the people inside.
They all rushed out, one after another, to see which bastard dared to bully their girl, Yun'Er.
The mont they looked, they saw Yang Xiao.
And one by one, just like Yang Ying, they started to snicker.
Just then, a booming voice rang out.
"Who's bullying my Yun'Er! Which little punk dares to bully my Yun'Er? Are you looking to die?"
The owner of this booming voice was a powerfully built, middle-aged man.
His aura was the strongest among everyone present, aside from Yang Xiao.
He had actually reached the Martial Grandmaster Sixth Layer.
But the mont he saw Yang Xiao, his imposing deanor changed completely.
His eyes reddened.
It was a similar reaction to Yun'Er's just monts ago.
It was a complete mismatch with his tough appearance.
"Xiao'Er, is it really you?"
The man asked, his voice choked with emotion.
Yang Xiao smiled faintly. "Father, of course it's . What's wrong with all of you…?"
"Who else but those people from dicine King Valley? They said you were dead, Young Master. Even though Young Master Lu kept insisting you were fine, you didn't show up for so long. Naturally, the Master and Yun'Er were worried sick…"
Yang Biao explained.
Hearing this, Yang Xiao felt a pang of guilt.
'Even though dicine King Valley caused all this, I am the one who made my father and Yun'Er worry. Otherwise, none of this would have happened.'
Yang Xiao's expression grew serious. "I'm sorry, Father. I made you worry."
But Yang Zhentian just shook his head and clapped him on the shoulder. "You're a grown man now. A man must go out and make his own way in the world. Just rember to co back and see us when you have the ti."
"Yes, I know."
As Yang Xiao's words fell, the little girl in his arms stopped crying.
Although he didn't look, Yang Xiao's Spiritual Power could sense that the girl was no longer sad. She just refused to get up.
Her face was flushed red, which was utterly adorable.
"This girl Yun'Er has been worried sick about you lately, even more than her own father. She even said she wanted to go find you. If I hadn't stopped her, and if she knew the way out, she would have been gone long ago. Spend so ti with her these next few days. Oh, right. I've already adopted Yun'Er as my daughter. From now on, you can't bully her, understand?"
Yang Zhentian said, his tone suddenly becoming firm.
This was the first ti he had ever spoken to Yang Xiao this way.
"Don't worry, Dad."
Yang Xiao felt a sense of resignation.
'He was very fond of this little girl. Why would he ever bully her?'
"Alright then. You go ahead and comfort her. Don't let my precious daughter cry anymore. Yang Ying, Yang Biao, what are you still looking at? Get back to your cultivation."
Yang Zhentian gave a playful smile, waved his hand, and actually left.
And as for Yang Ying and the others, hearing Yang Zhentian's words, they all scurried away in a flash.
Soon, only Yang Xiao and Yun'Er were left in the entire grand hall.
Yang Xiao couldn't help but feel that sothing was a bit off.
As for Yun'Er, she blushed even harder from embarrassnt.
She held onto him tightly, refusing to let go.
Yang Xiao couldn't break free even if he wanted to.
He could only let her hold him.
He felt helpless.
And a little tender.
Just as he was about to comfort the girl for a while, an image of a figure suddenly surfaced in his mind.
It was Chang Xi.
But in the next instant, the scene changed.
It beca Yue Lingxi.
Yang Xiao couldn't help but shake his head in surprise. 'What's going on? Have I actually fallen for Yue Lingxi?'
'That can't be right. It must just be because our auras rged twice...'
At this thought, Yang Xiao felt his face flush red.
The little girl in his arms seed to sense sothing. She looked up quizzically, t Yang Xiao's eyes for a mont, then shyly buried her face in his chest again.
Seeing Yun'Er acting like a frightened little rabbit, Yang Xiao knew she probably wouldn't be leaving his embrace anyti soon.
He felt helpless once more.
Still, Yang Xiao could only let her be.
His father had just said, after all, that she was no longer his maid, but his sister.
As an older brother, indulging his little sister was only right.
Yang Xiao thought to himself.
Earlier, besides sensing the cultivation of Yun'Er and his father, Yang Zhentian, he had also checked the cultivation of his sworn brothers.
He found that all of their strengths had increased.
But the one who had improved the fastest was still Yang Ying.
He was already at the Peak of the Innate Realm.
'Clearly, their innate talent is still limited.'
'Not like Yun'Er.'
'They can't even compare to my own father.'
'Still, this progress isn't bad.'
'Before I leave, I'll pass the Seven Evils Divine Technique to Yang Ying. Once the other sworn brothers have achieved Great Success in cultivating their Evil Qi, Yang Ying can teach them... As for Father, I'll need to properly nurse his body. At the very least, I must help him beco a True God. Only by becoming a True God can one transcend life and death. So, no matter what, I have to help Father beco a True God.'
'As for Yun'Er...'
Yang Xiao began to observe the little girl in his arms.
Previously, Yang Xiao had used his Spiritual Power to examine Yun'Er's constitution.
At that ti, he had discovered her constitution was a hidden Water Spirit Body.
But looking again this ti, he saw sothing had changed.
Within her flesh and blood, strands of Water Secret Patterns were intertwining, clearly on the verge of forming a powerful Treasure Skill...
'Huh? It's not a Treasure Body, but one that is evolving on its own? Could it be...'
Yang Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up.
When he looked at Yun'Er again, his gaze beca incredibly intense.
Because he finally knew what kind of constitution this little girl had.
A Holy Spirit Body!
A constitution even rarer than a Treasure Body, or even a Dao Body.
(Author's Note: Happy Dragon Boat Festival! In celebration, I'll be releasing an extra chapter today, making it five in total! As always, your recomndations, library adds, and support are greatly appreciated!)
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