The Supreme One

The three-hour class didn't end until noon.

Everyone among them was like an eggplant hit by frost. They had no energy at all and just wanted to finish their lunch quickly and have a good rest.

Then continue to face the afternoon's urgency.

Looking at their state, Xia Xian really couldn't help but wonder whether this kind of teaching was just to torture their spirits, to make them realize how easy and simple cultivation is, so that they can work harder when practicing.

"Brother Xian, I'm going to die."

Gou Shou looked so weak, as if he was about to die, which made Xia Xian blink his eyes guiltily.

In fact, as the grandson of the master of Tenguxiuguan, he didn't need to learn these things.

But his problem is that he has no sense of purpose.

When he was in the school dormitory, because Xia Xian was by his side, or rather, he was following Xia Xian, he would practice when Xia Xian practiced.

Now that Xia Xian has entered the academy, there is no one to supervise him, and for a while he is not very focused on his cultivation.

Because of this problem, his parents were so anxious that they couldn't eat for several days. Finally, they quietly mentioned it to Xia Xian during dinner.

Xia Xian also made a suggestion based on his understanding of Gou Shou.

Just let him attend the class on Saturday.

Sure enough, after experiencing the devastation of Saturday’s general education classes, Gou Shou became more energetic in his daily exercise.

Now, every time Xia Xian saw Gou Shou’s devastated appearance, he couldn’t help feeling guilty.

I can only comfort myself in my heart: "This is all for his own good! If I don't work hard to cultivate now, won't I be bullied when I go out in the future?"

I feel much better when I think about it this way.

He went to the cafeteria with Gou Shou, and after lunch, they returned to the training ground.

On the way, Gou Shou also invited him as usual: "Brother Xian, my mother asked you to remember to come to her house for dinner tonight."

"Well, it just so happens that I have something to ask Uncle Sheng."

Tengu Xiuguan is the place where Xia Xian is absolutely sure that he can enter and take a look at the library.

Even though if he went directly, the gatekeeper would just treat him as a member of Tengu Xiuguan and let him in, but Xia Xian still had to be self-aware and it would be more polite to ask for permission first.

"What's the matter, Brother Xian?" Gou Shou was curious about Xia Xian's affairs.

Xia Xian also replied directly: "It's nothing, just a small matter, you will know when the time comes."

We chatted along the way, and when we arrived at the training ground, some people were already there digesting their food.

Xia Xian was not idle either, and continued to practice the combat skills he had previously researched.

In fact, it is just a variety of ways of exerting force, through various tricky angles, to cause unexpected damage.

At the same time, I also combined the martial arts and fighting skills I remembered from the past, trying to form a complete combat system of my own.

As Xia Xian was madly attacking a wooden stake, the afternoon class came to an end with a series of "dong dong" sounds.

After an afternoon of practice, reflection, revision and further practice, Xia Xian felt that his fighting ability had improved significantly, and his exertion of force had become more skilled and scientific.

It was time for dinner, so Xia Xian naturally followed Gou Shou, crossed the walls, and came to the core area of ​​Tengu Xiuguan, which was also the area where the Gou family lived.

When we arrived at one of the familiar courtyards, the food was already laid out on the table.

Each of these dishes seemed to have its own special effects, shining with its own faint glow.

These are dishes made from real high-quality ingredients. They are much more advanced than the meals in the school and are also very beneficial for practitioners.

As soon as he stepped into the house, Xia Xian said directly: "Ah, it smells so good, Aunt Xiu's cooking skills have improved again!"

"Haha, Xiao Xianzi is really good at talking. Come and take a seat."

In the kitchen nearby, Lianxiu came to the restaurant carrying a bowl of soup.

She had a good figure and her skin was as fair as that of a normal monk. There was even a hint of natural charm, which made her delicate face even more radiant.

When he walked over, he was smiling and was obviously very happy about what Xia Xian said.

"Haha, great. Hey, Aunt Xiu, why do you look a few years younger? Have you made a breakthrough in your cultivation?"

"No way, you little guy, eat first, haha." The smile on Aunt Xiu's face became obviously more intense.

Although she said so, since everyone was not present, Xia Xian naturally did not pick up her chopsticks. Instead, she looked at the sumptuous meal on the table and wondered, "To prepare such a sumptuous meal, could it be that Uncle Sheng had a breakthrough? How amazing!"

Aunt Xiu fondly rubbed Xia Xian's head, smiled and shook her head, saying, "No, try again and see if our little Xianzi's clever little brain can guess it."

It seemed like Xia Xian was indeed a little confused by this.

Gou Shou, who was standing by, was eager to give the answer, but was stopped by Aunt Xiu's eyes. He could only sit there depressed and secretly took a piece of meat with his hands to eat.

Since Aunt Xiu tested him, Xia Xian naturally pretended to be thinking.

"Well, seeing Aunt Xiu is so happy, there must be something happy. But if it's not a breakthrough in cultivation, is Aunt Xiu going to have a baby?!"

Xia Xian showed an excited expression, but Aunt Xiu smiled and shook her head and said, "Guess again."

Surprisingly not. For cultivators like them, being able to conceive a child is indeed something to be happy about, but since that is not the case.

"It's not Aunt Xiu, it's not Uncle Sheng, Gouzi shouldn't be either, so it's Brother Fu? No, Brother Fu is still in the fifth grade, nothing serious has happened, so..."

After ruling them out one by one, Xia Xian seemed to have found the truth. He asked in panic, "Could it be?"

Seeing Xia Xian's frightened expression, Lian Xiu also felt it was very cute. She quickly reached out and pinched his face, then nodded to confirm the unfortunate news.

"Why, Xiao Xianxian is unhappy knowing that I'm back?"

Following the voice came a girl who looked 70% like Aunt Xiu, but with a more heroic look.

The hunting suit she wore highlighted her perfect figure to the fullest.

The look he gave Xia Xianshi at this moment was as if a predator saw its prey. He spread out his long legs and stepped in front of Xia Xian in one step.

Before he could react, his hands were already on his face, rubbing and pulling, as if he was playing with a fun toy.

"Oh, Ye Heng got the letter."

Xia Xian uttered a few words with difficulty. With his expression out of control, he tried his best to express his happiness through his eyes.

"Hahaha, alright, alright, Qianqian, let's let Xiaoxian go first. Where's Gou Fu? Tell him to come back for dinner!"

A dark shadow flashed outside the house, and in less than half a minute, Gou Fu, with his hair disheveled in the wind, returned to the yard.