My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

They are the famous strong men of the Xiao family, all of them are in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

His life span was almost exhausted, like crawling out of a grave.

"We are honored to meet the ancestors Xiao Hong and Xiao Huairen!"

All the senior executives saluted and looked at the two with admiration.

Xiao Huairen nodded, and his slightly hunched body slowly straightened up.

"I'm lucky enough to have the chance to witness the elegance of this world's greatest genius before I die!"

"Such a young Nascent Soul has never been heard of since ancient times."

Xiao Hong looked at the young man in front of her, a trace of fear rising in her heart.

Although they were at the same realm, the other party actually gave him a feeling that he was unable to compete.

Wang Xiaoke stood up and said with a smile, "You two should be able to make the decision, right?"

"After all, we are fighting for the people. How can the Xiao family just sit back and watch?"

Xiao Hong calmed down and said with a wry smile, "My friend, you are joking. This world is our home. How can we allow outsiders to covet it?"

"However, the Xiao family has declined to this day and cannot compare to the Mo family in Kyoto."

Xiao Baiwan took over the conversation: "The two ancestors have no energy left to fight again."

"I can choose three Jindan and let Sect Master Wang dispatch them."

Including him as the patriarch, the Xiao family only has five golden elixirs.

After sending three people out at once, everyone felt that the Xiao family had tried their best.

Wang Xiaoke pursed his lips and smiled: "Chief Xiao, you are very dishonest~"

Xiao Baiwan's body stiffened. Was he being dishonest? Did he see something? This shouldn't be the case.

"Aren't those hidden in the earth veins your Xiao family?"

Wang Xiaoke looked at them, and sure enough, his expression changed.

Xiao Huairen's eyes were deep, and his voice sounded more like the hum of an old crow.

"How did you know?"

"Well." Wang Xiaoke smiled warmly.

"It won't take much effort to explore a fourth-level concealment array."

A master of formations would be laughed at if he was deceived by this.

Xiao Huairen stared at him, secretly frightened.

Seeing through the Xiao family's secret at a glance really gave him a big shock.

This young man is definitely not as simple as he thought.

"Don't be nervous. I'm a reasonable person and I won't ask for too much."

Wang Xiaoke thought for a moment and made a gesture.

"three?"

Xiao Baiwan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other person was quite nice.

"Wait until I finish what I'm saying." Wang Xiaoke chuckled.

"Three Nascent Souls and five Golden Core masters, do you all have any objections to this condition?"

The entire hall was shaken, and the expressions of the two old ancestors changed drastically.

Some senior executives were even confused. Does the family have so many cards up its sleeve?

"My friend, you've gone too far!"

Xiao Huairen's chest heaved, and the pressure seemed to burst through his body.

Xiao Hong's face turned unfriendly. Most of the family's masters had been transferred away. Isn't this just asking for too much? What a joke!

Wang Xiaoke glanced at them indifferently, and a pressure like a landslide and tsunami enveloped the two of them.

Click! Click!

The floorboards shattered outwards like spider silk, and the people around them felt as if their throats were being strangled.

As Xiao Huairen's anger dissipated, his whole body was entangled by the chains of Tao.

The invisible bondage intensified, and no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't break free...

"You're so unconvinced that you're willing to be enslaved by the forces of the Ancient Realm?"

"Besides, in order to save Xiao Cang, doesn't the Xiao family want to do more?"

Xiao Hong quickly smoothed things over: "Fellow Daoist, you misunderstood. My Xiao family agrees!"

The top leaders of the Xiao family dared to be angry but not to speak out. Who are the two ancestors?

Looking at the entire China and all the major sects, who dares to disrespect them!

Now that he has been forced to bow his head, who exactly is he?

"Very good." Wang Xiaoke waved his hand to disperse the void chains and said with a smile.

"I won't lend you money for nothing. I'll give you a chance to help you later."

Xiao Hong didn't believe his verbal promise, but he didn't dare to break up with him, so he left the hall immediately and planned to mobilize manpower.

Two hours later, several clansmen with strong auras appeared in the hall.

One is at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, and the other is at the early Nascent Soul stage.

Three middle-stage Jindan cultivators, plus two high-level Jindan cultivators in the hall.

The number of people is just right.

"This is Fellow Daoist Wang from Kyoto. You will all obey his orders and leave with Huairen later!"

Xiao Hong said a few simple words and gave Xiao Huairen a look.

The eight people had complicated expressions. They were used to being superior, and suddenly they had to obey the orders of a strange young man. They felt extremely embarrassed.

"Friend Wang, I have one more question for you. Are you confident of a resounding victory?"

Wang Xiaoke raised his lips and said, "Of course, I have never lost a single battle."

This is not bragging. Except for being punished by heavenly calamity, when has he ever lost?

Xiao Hong's face twitched, and she smiled awkwardly: "Well, after all, the Xiao family can't afford to lose."

A moment later, Wang Xiaoke led eight members of the Xiao family away.

Looking back at the ground, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It's a pity that this is an owner's spiritual vein, otherwise he really wants to extract it and bury it at home...

After the group had completely left, Xiao Hong stood on the top of Qingfeng with his hands behind his back.

His hawk-like eyes carried a subtle chill and warm anger.

"For thousands of years, when has my Xiao family fallen to the point where we are trampled under the feet of a child? Ancestors, how can we maintain our dignity?"

A figure came flying in the air, and Xiao Baiwan looked very aggrieved.

"Ancestor, if he really declares war, what should we do?"

Xiao Hong's eyes were meaningful: "Let him be!"

"The world has been peaceful for so long, it's time for a storm to break out. We can just watch the show."

……

The sun is still rising, and several pieces of news are spreading wildly on the Internet.

Many people see the news pinned to the top of their Weibo feeds as soon as they wake up.

[Shock! A violent incident occurred at Wang Lele's performance!]

[Explosive! Live broadcast of murder, Wang Lele disappears! !]

Once it was released, it caused a huge earthquake in the entire piano world and shocked countless music fans.

More than a dozen media outlets have published articles on this, and there are countless on-site reports of strange things.

Even though the authorities stepped in to suppress the heat and blocked the video, it had little effect.

Related hot searches are growing like a rocket, and the trend is becoming increasingly unstoppable.

among them.

[Several crew members testify to the authenticity of supernatural phenomena in the South China Sea!]

The news is also gaining popularity, and some video footage is attached.

However, compared with [Wang Lele], it is still much less popular.

At the same time, a post on the Xiuxian Forum was pinned to the top.

It was issued by the Brothers Association:

[Immediately notify all major sects. Give them two days to prepare and accompany President Wang to Kunlun to suppress any disturbances!]

When this news came out, the two royal families, Shennong, Longhu Mountain and other forces were all shocked.

They knew in their hearts that this was a complete declaration of war against the Liuxue Sect.

But what is Wang Xiaoke’s purpose in being so anxious?

That afternoon, they learned the reason.

The eighth sister of the Wang family is missing, and Xiao Cang's life and death are unknown...

All the Taoist sects were shocked and immediately summoned their superiors to discuss the matter.

Mohist bamboo forest.

Mo Shenyuan was sitting cross-legged on the mat, playing chess face to face with Mo Ye.

"The Black Earth region was incorporated into China, and neighboring major powers did not express their views."

"Thinking back to the Black Soil and the North, it was such a headache~"

Mo Ye was quite emotional. He thought about how when they were dependent on Country E, Black Soil frequently invaded the northern border. Now the situation was reversed and it was time for others to have a headache.

"You do better than your father." Mo Shenyuan praised generously.

As for state affairs, these detached people will not interfere.

The successive rulers of the country have shouldered heavy responsibilities, which can be considered a test for their direct lineage. This is not a training of the body, but a training of the mind, to sharpen the heart of an emperor.

Otherwise, let alone the Black Soil, with this group of old guys, any big country would be able to immediately remove them from the list if they were blind...

When the white piece landed on the board, Mo Ye gave a bitter smile, "I lost so quickly."

Playing chess with the ancestor, he, the king, is like a rookie soldier!

"Considering your age, it's time for you, the king, to find a partner."

Mo Shenyuan picked up the spiritual tea, took a sip, and said:

"When my son grows up, I will step down like your father did."

"You have a wisp of imperial purple energy by your side. If you practice with all your heart, you will soon be able to break through."