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Xiao Lang's name resounded throughout the imperial city and once the news of his arrival reached the Xiao family, the Xiao family would be in an uproar.

The young masters and young misses of the Xiao Family, who were originally prepared to secretly find trouble with Xiao Lang, immediately backed off. Zuo Ming had defeated Xiao Kuang, but he had defeated Zuo Ming. There was no doubt about Xiao Lang's strength. Even the Xiao family's First Young Master was not their match, who would dare to seek a beating?

Even so, a majority of the Xiao Family's disciples were incomparably against this grassroots young master, Xiao Lang. Especially from Xiao Buhuo's lineage. Xiao Kuang had lost face at the banquet, yet his name shook the imperial city. After the emissaries were sent by the Emperor Yun Feiyang the next day to reward Xiao Lang, countless people were so jealous that their teeth were itching.

Of course, there were also a portion of the Xiao Family who started to accept this young master grassroots, such as the neutral member of the Xiao Family who represented the Xiao Family with Xiao Futu. Xiao Qingdi still had some influence. With his talent, he only needed to wait for his soul to awaken and he would be able to soar into the skies. The most important thing was Xiao Busi's existence. As long as Xiao Busi lived for ten to twenty years, the next Patriarch, could even be considered to belong to someone …

Xiao Lang, on the other hand, did not mind. He holed himself up in his Cyan Robe Pavilion all day and did not step out. A few days after the banquet, other than the day when the Emperor bestowed the reward upon them, they never showed their faces in the Xiao family.

In the Cyan Robe Pavilion backyard, one big and one small figure were unceasingly flashing on hundreds of quincuncial piles of different heights. The most inconceivable thing was that the two of them were both holding a huge boulder that was several thousand kilograms high …

In the corner of the courtyard, there was a small and thin donkey that was leisurely walking in circles on the grass, beside it was the nest Xiao Lang had built for it. With regards to this new home, Little White was obviously very satisfied. The most important thing was that it felt very comfortable being able to stay with Xiao Lang.

"Hah!"

The knife suddenly threw the boulder to the side and his body floated down. The boulder fell to the ground at the same time as his body, producing two muffled sounds.

"Brother, I can't take it anymore, continue practicing!"

Xiao Dao was wearing a pair of black pants, with his upper body naked, and a tall and sturdy figure, his terrifying muscles made people feel pressured, his face was covered in perspiration, he had a silly smile on his face as he sat down on the ground, and looked at Xiao Lang to rest.

Xiao Lang, who was above, did not slow down as he continued to run with the boulder and did not reply. He was also wearing a pair of black pants, and the muscles on his body were not as terrifying as the knife's, but they were extremely well-proportioned and looked like a knife carving with a kind of mechanical beauty. In addition to the criss-crossing scars on his body, he was more like a mysterious totem, full of a strange temptation.

The sun was shining brightly, the backyard was extremely hot, and Xiao Lang was covered in perspiration, yet he did not stop. His eyes were filled with solemnity. He clearly knew that if he wanted to become stronger, he would have to work a hundred times harder than others. If you don't work hard, a genius will never have a chance to become strong.

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

A series of footsteps attracted Xiao Dao's attention, yet Xiao Lang acted as if he did not hear anything as he continued to cultivate.

"Hello, Young Master Lang, hello Young Master Dao. Young Master Lang, the person you want to invite has just arrived.

The person who came was the old butler, Old Master Chan. He politely bowed towards Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao and said with a smile.

"The person I want to invite?"

Xiao Lang's body did not stop as he faintly asked with doubt. Even though he was running very fast, he was still on the quincuncial piles. His voice was very steady, and he didn't sound like he was suffocating at all.

Boom!

Suddenly, he stopped and threw the boulder to the side. He floated down and asked excitedly: "Is it Qian Xun?"

The Old Master Chan smiled and nodded, then Xiao Lang immediately headed towards the courtyard entrance. When he saw the smiling Warrior with earrings, he smiled brilliantly and shouted: "Brother Qian Xun!"

"Subordinate Qian Xun pays his respect to Young Noble!"

When Qian Xun heard this phrase "Big Brother Qian Xun", his eyes immediately became moist. He immediately lowered his head and knelt on one knee, hiding the excitement in his heart.

Although Xiao Lang had become the young master of the Xiao family, he still treated him as he usually would.

Xiao Lang strode forward, grabbed Qian Xun with both hands, and forcefully pulled him up. He glared at him and said, "Big Brother Qian Xun, I've said it before, no matter what, you will always be my big brother to Xiao Lang. If it wasn't for you, I might not even be able to get out of the Bottomless Pit! "

The wetness in Qian Xun's eyes had already disappeared, but the gratitude on his face was still obvious. He said with a choked voice, "Young Master Lang, you are being too serious, even without Qian Xun, you will still be able to come out safe and sound. It's not that Qian Xun didn't protect you well, but you wouldn't have been in danger either. For young master to not let this Eighth Master punish this subordinate, Qian Xun is already extremely grateful.

"No more, let's not talk about this anymore!"

Xiao Lang waved his hand, as he understood Qian Xun's feelings very well. He turned and said to Old Master Chan: "Do you have a good seat in the Old Master Chan family for Qian Xun? I don't have any friends in the Xiao family. Even if big brother Qian Xun comes in, I still have a partner to chat with! "

Old Master Chan muttered to himself for a while before saying, "The strength of Qian Xun's high level warlord is a little low, but his soul is of the agility type. How about this … I'll report to the Patriarch and arrange for me to be your captain of the guards. We'll apply for some Pill, one or two books of high level speed type Esoterica, so that their realm and strength can increase! "

"Thank you Young Noble, thank you Old Master Chan!"

Qian Xun was overjoyed, and immediately knelt down to express his thanks. He had been stuck at the War Commander Stage for two years already and with the help of the Xiao Family's Pill, he could definitely raise his War Sovereign Stage to the maximum. The most important thing was that in order to become Xiao Lang's Guard Captain, Xiao Lang's position in the clan would steadily increase, becoming his Guard Captain, and be a hundred times stronger than when he was in the Medicine King City!

Xiao Lang was extremely satisfied, and said with a grin: "Alright then, Qian Xun, you go with Old Master Chan first, you can stay at Cyan Robe Pavilion later on, I'll talk to Aunt about it!"

The Old Master Chan brought the excited Qian Xun to make the arrangements, causing Xiao Lang to be in a good mood as he returned to the Cyan Robe Pavilion's backyard. His observation skills were extremely sharp. Even though Qian Xun wanted to climb up to the top of his giant tree, but meeting the Fire Phoenix City Lord that day, the appearance of brazenly going to his death was still enough to move him. He had always been an emotional person, and as long as someone truly treated him well, he would repay them a hundredfold.

When they returned to the backyard, Xiao Dao had already finished resting, and the two of them continued their cultivation. The scorching sun was high in the sky, but the two of them were cultivating like crazy without wasting any effort. They were faintly stubborn, and didn't want to lose their minds.

They didn't stop until sunset. After washing themselves in the bathroom, Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao sat inside an extremely big wooden bucket.

The inside of the wooden barrel was steaming hot, and had countless of medicinal herbs inside, all of these were arranged by the Old Master Chan, and were said to be top quality medicinal herbs specially given by Xiao Busi.

Xiao Lang estimated that the money that would be spent on brewing the herbs for himself and Xiao Dao would probably be enough for poor families to spend for a year. He also knew that these herbs that he did not know had a miraculous effect. At least, in the past ten days, his and Xiao Dao's Profound Qi's cultivation speed had increased significantly, and his body had become even stronger!

Why is the difference in talent between Humble Family Martial Cultivator and ordinary Aristocratic Family Martial Cultivator so great? Other than the genes passed down to them by their parents, these medicinal herbs were also the differences between them. If Xiao Lang had been in the Xiao family since he was young, his talent would have been even more heaven-defying. It was impossible for him to possess such a perverted battle consciousness and instinct.

After soaking for two hours, the two of them got up and put on their clothes before entering the main hall. Aunt was already sitting at the dining table, waiting for the two of them to eat together with a smile on her face.

"Aunt!"

The two of them greeted each other at the same time with warm smiles on their faces.

"Let's eat!"

Aunt nodded lightly and started the cooking for Xiao Lang as usual. A moment later, she said in a light tone, "Three days later, His Majesty will convene the Field Hunting Competition. You and Xiao Dao can go have some fun then!"