C1 Young Scum

Dusk Night City, a normal small city in the most eastern Great Li Nation in the Xuan continent.

The morning sun had just risen and the city could still feel the morning chill. However, at this moment, the inner palace of the Xiao family, one of the three major families of Dusk City, was in full swing.

"Hu!" "Whew!" "Hu!"

The group of Xiao Clan disciples were sweating profusely as they carried out their morning training. Their movements were agile and they were brimming with vigor, showing off their solid foundation.

In front of these Xiao family disciples, a nine feet tall, middle-aged man in a purple robe stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an oppressive aura. He was the instructor of the Xiao family, the Eighth Heavenly Layer, Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong's gaze swept across these Xiao Clan disciples one by one. He couldn't help but nod his head, revealing a satisfied smile on his face.

Suddenly, Xiao Tong frowned.

"Feng'er, why aren't you here again?" Xiao Tong asked in a deep voice as he stared at the short youth behind him.

"Uncle Tong, big brother, he …" "He's caught a cold and his body feels uncomfortable …" The youth called Feng'er couldn't help but lower his head and reply in a low voice.

Feng Er's cultivation was the highest among the fifth generation disciples of the Xiao family. Not only was he talented, he also trained extremely hard. He had already reached the Sixth Heavenly Layer at such a young age and was highly valued by the elders of the Xiao family.

Hearing Xiao Feng's reply, Xiao Tong's expression couldn't help but stiffen as he snorted loudly, "He's been infected with the cold four times this month! My Xiao family does not have such a weak person! "

After getting angry, Xiao Tong helplessly shook his head and sighed. He pointed at Xiao Feng: "Feng Er, wake him up and tell him that if he doesn't come to train this time, he will never come again!"

At this time, Xiao Feng responded with a 'yes'. He passed through the flowers at the side and then quickly ran out of the Inner Mansion. After a while, he disappeared without a trace.

"Unfortunately, this kind of good seedling is not my Xiao family's son." Xiao Tong couldn't help but sigh in his heart as he looked at Xiao Feng's proficient movements.

A moment later, Xiao Feng appeared in front of everyone. He respectfully said to Xiao Tong, "Uncle Tong, big brother is here."

Xiao Yong's dispirited figure appeared in front of everyone. He yawned as he rubbed his sleepy eyes. Then, he waved at Xiao Tong from afar, "Morning, Uncle Tong."

"Jean'er, you are the eldest young master of our Xiao family. In the future, you will have to take over our Xiao family. You can't advance like Feng Er. Otherwise, how can we be at ease and hand over the Xiao family to you?" As soon as Xiao Tong saw Xiao Long's expression, he felt a belly full of anger and started to sincerely curse.

"Uncle Tong, I don't want to take over the Xiao Clan. That many things are so annoying." "Fifth brother is so powerful, just hand over the Xiao family to fifth brother." On the other hand, Xiao Jean was slightly annoyed to the point of frowning.

"Shut up!" Xiao Tong flew into a rage. His eyes were wide open as he said, "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Xiao Tong was an expert of the eighth heaven after all. Although his shout couldn't contain the power of the heaven and earth like the shout of an Upper Sky warrior, it couldn't be fake. All of the Xiao Clan disciples were startled, and Xiao Tong shut his mouth obediently, not daring to utter a single word.

In the Xuan Xuan continent, cultivators were divided into two types: Pre-Sky and Xiantian. Pre-Sky Realm cultivators were further divided into the First to the Ninth Heavenly Layer. Cultivators of this level mainly cultivated their bodies and had lower cultivation levels.

However, the legendary Xiantian cultivators were able to swallow the clouds and breathe. They could move mountains and fill the seas, and the 'immortals' that people spoke of referred to the Xiantian cultivators.

Xiantian cultivators had a total of five realms: Transcending Mortality, Returning to the True, Minute Subtlety, Immortal's Perception, and Immortality. Each of these realms also had the following three realms: Yuqing, Yuqing, and Taiqing.

Xiao Tong was only an eighth level precelestial stage cultivator, but he was known as a master in the Misty Leaf City. From this, it could be seen how difficult it was to become a Xiantian cultivator.

"Lord Fifth, Master has called you over. He said that it's an urgent matter." At this moment, a green-clothed attendant walked over quickly.

"Urgent business?" Xiao Tong looked at the green-robed attendant with doubt in his eyes, "Did the old master say what the matter was?"

"It seems that someone from the Ling Xiao Palace has come to our Dusk Night City …"

"What!" The attendant hadn't even finished speaking when Xiao Tong jumped up in excitement with an excited expression on his face. This startled the disciples of the Xiao Clan once again.

"Cultivate properly here, don't be lazy! I'll be right back!" After saying this, Xiao Tong lightly tapped his feet a few times and rushed out like a wisp of smoke.

"What exactly is going on? You actually made Uncle Tong this happy? "

"What kind of place is the Ling Xiao Palace? Is Uncle Tong going to Lingxiao Palace? "

As soon as Xiao Tong left, the crowd of Xiao Clan disciples began to whisper among themselves. After all, this was the first time they had seen Xiao Tong lose his composure like this.

"The Lingxiao Palace is an Immortal Dao Sect of the Great Li Kingdom. The people cultivating there are all immortals." Seeing how the Xiao family's disciples were whispering to each other, Xiao Feng said in a loud and complacent voice, "This time, the deities of the Lingxiao Palace must have come to the Dusk Night City to recruit disciples. Uncle Tong must have been called over by Uncle Zhan to welcome the deities in order to fight for a few spots for our Xiao family."

The Xiao Clan disciples exploded into an uproar. Everyone became incomparably excited. Immortals could fly into the sky and flee into the earth. They could move mountains and fill the sea. To them, they could swallow clouds and spit out mist. To them, they were nothing more than legendary existences.

Now that they knew that an immortal had come to their homeland and that they still had a chance of becoming an immortal, how could these children calm down?

"I must enter the Soaring Sky Palace!" Xiao Feng's face revealed an unswerving determination as he made a vow in his heart. He wiped off the sweat on his forehead and began to cultivate even more desperately.

Xiao Jean also had an expression of yearning. It was very rare for him to put on a horse stance, so he charged forward with his fists raised.

However, after rushing a few times, Xiao Jean's enthusiasm disappeared. He sneaked into a corner and sat down, leaning against the wall as he looked around in boredom. Not long later, he actually fell asleep again.

"Sister goddess, don't go!" Xiao Jean was talking in his sleep with a blissful expression on his face. Suddenly, he shouted out like a pig being butchered and a hand fiercely grabbed his ear.

"I told you to cultivate well, but you're actually sleeping here!" And you even dreamt of a goddess, it's not shameful at all! " Xiao Tong's dignified voice, mixed with a hint of anger, rang in Xiao Lun's ears. Xiao Lun instantly became spirited and stood up with a swoosh.

Uncle Tong, how could I sleep? I was fully immersed in comprehending the profound arts and mental cultivation methods passed down in my family. Xiao Jean laughed in a low voice.

How could Xiao Tong believe the lies of Xiao Yong? He glared at Xiao Jean and snorted, but then he suddenly became serious, and said to Xiao Jean in an extremely serious tone: "Su'er, listen carefully. This time, the Ling Xiao Palace has come to the Dusk Night City to accept disciples, and our Xiao Family has won a total of two places. "After the clan's decision, one of the two spots will be given to you, and the other to Feng'er."

"Is this true?" Xiao Yue felt a wave of excitement when he heard that. "Then wouldn't I become an immortal?!"

Xiao Tong glared at him in annoyance: "It's not that easy to become an immortal. In the past few hundred years, there has only been one person who has become an immortal in our New Night City! This not only requires you to have an extremely high talent for cultivation, but also requires you to put in a thousand times more effort! "

Xiao Yue immediately became listless after hearing these words. He wanted to train as if his life depended on it? Forget it.

"Uncle Tong, can I discuss something with you?" Xiao Yue had a flattering smile on his face as he asked carefully.

Xiao Tong was in a particularly good mood today. He nodded without hesitation and smiled: "Go ahead, Jean. You're about to join the Lingxiao Palace. If there's anything, Uncle Tong will definitely promise you."

"Uncle Tong, you know that I'm not that much of a material for cultivation. Can you discuss with your father about changing my placings …"