C3 Superior

Leaving the blacksmith's room, Zhou Tong went straight back to the training grounds, took out his newly forged Fine Iron Sword, and started to practice his sword arts again.

A round of forging time passed. Although it was still early in the morning, it was already past lunch time. Most of the previous observers had already gone to their positions, in the huge training grounds, only Zhou Tong was left.

Waving his sleeves and sweeping the dust on the ground, Zhou Tong sat cross legged on the ground, assumed a position of Five Heart Heaven's Head, eyes closed, and a layer of milky white aura suddenly flowed around his body.

's technique was one of the [Mo Li San Jue]. This mystical technique, when used to absorb spirit energy to refine the body, could increase the practitioner's level by a stage, allowing them to produce a layer of Qi that superimposed on each other, without any limits, combined with any martial skills, making the might of the technique extremely terrifying.

At the very end of his previous life, Zhou Tong used 999 layers of energy to turn the universe upside down. Even an expert like the Immortal Emperor or Demon Lord wouldn't dare to fight Zhou Tong alone.

While the Qi Method was in effect, the nature spirit energy continued to flow into Zhou Tong's body, and after six hours, Zhou Tong finally opened his eyes and breathed out a foul Qi from his mouth and nose.

"Sixth level Qi, Qi Condensation, sixth level Qi Condensation. Tch, if I keep training like this, my progress will still be a little slow." Clucking his lips together, Zhou Tong shook his head helplessly as he muttered to himself.

The realms of cultivators had a very detailed division. Merely a small world like the Cloud Continent had the Qi Gathering Realm, Qi Refinement Realm, qi generating state, ethereal state, three levels of lucidity, Void Stage, and even the Soaring Sky Realm. However, right now, Zhou Tong was not able to consider that place for the time being. After all, right now, he was only in the lowest realm.

"Forget it, let's practice the sword first. The first sword forged in this life is actually only at the Hundred Refinement level. It really was a waste of her effort." With a bitter smile, Zhou Tong stood up and danced with his sword.

This time, Zhou Tong did not dare to blindly attach the sword intent to the sword.

After a while, he finished practicing the first round of sword technique, and seeing that he was able to endure through it, Zhou Tong's worry was slightly alleviated. He let out a long breath, then raised his head and looked at the sky. Zhou Tong immediately realized that the situation wasn't good, after this round of training, it was already past dusk, and the sky outside was gradually growing darker.

"Ha, take this!"

Just as Zhou Tong was about to put his sword back into the sheath and leave, a tender female voice came from behind him, accompanied by hurried footsteps.

Zhou Tong pursed his lips into a smile, and with a twist of his body, he dodged the wooden sword behind him.

The girl was called Zhou Wan’er and was Zhou Tong's younger sister. She was only six years old this year, but she already had a beautiful face that could make people love her. Her pink face had a pair of big black eyes flashing, her long eyelashes were like a pair of small brushes.

"Raise your hand. You have the right to keep Shen Hei, but everything you say will become Wu Tang's evidence." The girl pouted her lips and snorted. She raised her head and looked at Zhou Tong, and the small sized wooden sword that she had made for him was held tightly in her hand by her neck.

"Cough, it's' Silence 'and' Proof of submission '. It's not like I'm not practicing properly, is it?" Zhou Tong held onto the girl's legs with one arm, allowing the girl to sit on his arm comfortably. He extended a finger to scratch the girl's exquisite nose.

"How could that be? He's clearly very serious. He's been practicing for four hours!" With her fuming face twisted to the side, Zhou Wan’er crossed her two small hands in front of her chest, and snorted lightly with her mouth twitching, "I'm here to call you for food, father is already waiting for you!"

"Then do you want to obediently practice tomorrow?" "If you're good, then bro will carry you. If you're bad, then come down and walk." Patting her uncomfortable little head, looking at the girl's guilty conscience, Zhou Tong could not help but laugh.

"Practice, Wan'er is the most obedient." Hearing that, Zhou Wan’er immediately turned around and nodded. Without waiting for Zhou Tong to say anything, he jumped onto Zhou Tong's shoulders and sat on his back.

Once he climbed onto Zhou Tong's shoulder, Zhou Wan’er immediately extended two of her fingers and hugged Zhou Tong tightly, pointing towards the direction of the banquet hall, her mouth constantly emitting the sound of "driving a horse".

Zhou Tong helplessly shook his head and laughed, he cleared his throat and steadied his legs with his hands.

"One, two, three, go! "Cough, cough ~ ~ ~"

After a while, Zhou Wan’er rode on his steed called 'Zhou Tong' and flew to the east yard of the Zhou Mansion amidst a burst of laughter.

The Zhou family's east courtyard was where the clan's banquet was held. Every day, dinner would be held here. The decor of the spacious restaurant was extremely exquisite. The seating area was divided into two grades, which could accommodate a hundred people at the same time. In the middle of the banquet hall, there was a wide open space, making it convenient for the clan to walk about. When this place was opened, it would also make it convenient for the clan's disciples to occasionally come and gamble to cheer everyone up.

Carrying Zhou Wan’er, Zhou Tong pushed the door open and walked into the hall. It was only when Zhou Wan’er let out a "Phew" did he stop and find an empty seat in the corner.

"Oh! Third brother is truly a busy man. You even have to call Wan'er to come for a meal. As expected of the son of the clan leader, you have quite the manner of arrogance."

Zhou Tong squinted at the person who spoke and laughed in disdain.

It was a young man who was a few years older than Zhou Tong. He had a fat head and big ears, had a big belly, with his feet on the table, looking haughty. Beside him were a few maids pouring tea and pouring water nonstop, their eyes squinting like mice.

His name was Zhou Kang, the son of the clan's second elder. Although Zhou Tong's father was the clan leader, he was the third oldest in the clan, so Zhou Tong had to call him second brother.

"Tsk tsk, what the heck is this?" Zhou Tong shook his head and muttered to himself. His face was filled with contempt, but due to the etiquette, he still went forward and cupped his hands in greeting.

"You must be joking, second brother, how could I dare to act arrogantly in front of my elder brother? He was caught off guard and did not have time to think, so he hoped that his brother would be magnanimous. Hm? These two people are …

Just as the words left his mouth, Zhou Tong saw two servants kneeling beside the table, the two men turned around, and Zhou Tong realised that they were the two people who had guided him here today.

"Second brother, why would my mansion's servants kneel here?" Pointing to the two wooden plates with the word 'Tong' written on their waists, Zhou Tong's face immediately darkened.

Hehe, these two people, someone reported them for neglecting their duty. As servants, they let their master carry the heavy items for them to catch. It just so happens that third brother is here. Zhou Kang did not even look at Zhou Tong as he continued to sweep his gaze over the maid's body. The maid's face flushed red from embarrassment, but she did not dare to speak out.

With a sneer, Zhou Tong walked over to the two men. Upon closer inspection, the two of them had quite a few bruises on their faces, which meant that they had been beaten up, and one of them had even had blood foaming at the mouth and nose.

The two of them looked at Zhou Tong in fear. Despite being wronged, they did not dare to be angry, causing Zhou Tong to become angry, he stood up with a cold face: "For people of my house, it's fine if second brother captures you and reprimand you, but isn't it a little inappropriate to punish you?"

"Hey, what are you talking about, third brother, you are just two servants. If you did something wrong, you should take care of it." Since Third Brother can't do it himself, I'll do it on his behalf. You are a descendant of the Zhou family, and also the son of the clan leader. "Strength is everything. The weak can only be humiliated."

"Like this!"

While speaking, Zhou Kang revealed a lewd smile on his face, and pulled the servant by his side, his dirty hands filled with black mud extending through his fingernails towards the maid's collar. The teenage girl's eyes were closed tight, her body was trembling, but she did not dare to move her feet, allowing Zhou Kang to molest her.