My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

Shortly after.

Just as Zhao Teng was about to set off.

A majestic aura suddenly came from afar.

Everyone turned to look.

I saw the second ancestor of the Zhao family descending from the sky, with steady steps and a deep aura.

They saluted in unison: "Welcome, Second Ancestor!"

Zhao Teng stopped what he was doing and bowed slightly, but he felt a little puzzled: "Why did the Second Ancestor suddenly come in person?"

But soon, his attention was attracted by the majestic Qilin behind the other party.

The Qilin was covered with dense scales, had a huge body, and a strong aura. The Qilin horns on its head seemed to pierce the sky, and its whole body exuded the powerful pressure of the ninth level of the Yuanshen realm.

Zhao Teng was stunned for a moment, and then ecstasy surged in his heart - isn't this the pet "Xiao Lin" that he contracted back then?

At that time, Zhao Teng was still a young genius. He had contracted a young Qilin in the ancient ruins and obtained the inheritance crystal left by its mother.

Now, Xiaolin has not only broken through the Soul Realm, but also accepted the inheritance and returned to his side.

"Xiao Lin!" Zhao Teng couldn't wait to step forward and reach out to touch the Qilin's hard scales.

The Qilin lowered its head and let out a low cry, with a flame spewing out of its nostrils, appearing extremely intimate.

"You left to receive the inheritance that year, but I never thought you would finally return today!"

Zhao Teng stroked Qilin's head, his heart filled with excitement.

The Second Ancestor smiled faintly, stepped forward and said, "Teng'er, now that Xiaolin has returned, I can lend you a hand."

"I know you have confidence, but the journey to the Eastern Region is extremely dangerous. With Xiaolin by your side, your chances of success are much greater."

Zhao Teng's face was full of confidence. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Second Ancestor. However, I don't need Xiaolin to take action against those small fry. I can sweep them away by myself!"

The Second Ancestor looked at Zhao Teng's arrogant expression. Although there was a hint of smile in his eyes, there was more hidden worry.

He knew that youthful arrogance often came with unforeseen consequences.

Despite this, he didn't say much, but just gently reminded: "Teng'er, on the battlefield, only victory or defeat counts, not the means used."

"Sacred weapons and spirit beasts are all part of you."

"Remember, winning is the only way."

Zhao Teng chuckled and nodded casually, feeling disdainful in his heart.

He believed that with his own strength, Qilin was just a symbol and there was no need for him to get involved in the battle.

However, carrying it can also serve as a deterrent.

So, he said calmly: "Okay, since the Second Ancestor said so, then I will take Xiaolin with me."

The Second Patriarch shook his head slightly, thinking to himself, "Young people are always conceited. Taking this Qilin with him might give him a way out."

Afterwards, Zhao Teng took Qilin and set off for the Eastern Region with everyone watching.

He was extremely proud and even began to imagine the scene after defeating Jiang Yan and Jiang Chen, and he couldn't help feeling happy.

"Hahaha, those Jiang family bumpkins probably never dreamed that I would bring a Qilin with me, right?

The Qilin leisurely swung its tail and followed Zhao Teng silently, seemingly indifferent to its master's self-confidence.

Along the way, Zhao Teng was immersed in self-inflated fantasies, and even began to think about how to stand in front of the gate of Cangwu Mountain in the most casual manner to shock and impress the entire Jiang family.

"Jiang Chen, you think you're the most powerful genius in the Five Regions? Humph, just wait, I, Zhao Teng, will definitely humiliate you this time. The entire Eastern Region will tremble at my name!"

Xiaolin walked silently by the side, sighing slightly from time to time, as if he felt helpless about Zhao Teng's arrogance.

A few days later, Zhao Teng finally crossed the mountains with an extremely confident smile and arrived at the gate of Cangwu Mountain in a menacing manner.

Qilin Xiaolin followed closely behind, and each step made a heavy sound, as if announcing Zhao Teng's arrival to the world of Cangwu Mountain.

"Hmph! Jiang Yan, Jiang Chen, today I will show you what a true genius is!"

Zhao Teng laughed loudly, his face full of confidence like a sharp blade under the sun, piercing the sky.

The Jiang family members who were guarding the mountain gate were chatting when they suddenly saw Zhao Teng coming aggressively from a distance, charging towards them with his Qilin.

They exchanged glances, without much expression on their faces.

Although Qilin is rare, it is not a rare thing for the Jiang family.

"Tsk tsk, he comes here to show off with a Qilin? It seems that this person really doesn't know the background of our Spirit Beast Palace." One of the tribesmen shook his head with a hint of mockery on his face.

"Hehe, it's just a divine beast, but it acts like it's nothing to anyone." Another tribesman chuckled, his eyes full of indifference.

Compared to the Qilin in front of them, they were more familiar with the guardians of the Spirit Beast Hall, those real ancient mythical beasts - the real dragon, white tiger, Suzaku, Bai Ze, and Fuzhu, all of them were majestic and imposing.

"Remember the last time when that big guy Hu Li awakened the white tiger bloodline, the power was so great that the entire mountain gate shook three times. That's the real divine beast, the Qilin... that's all." One of them shrugged with a hint of disdain on his lips.

Zhao Teng walked over from a distance and saw the indifferent expressions of the Jiang family disciples, and his heart couldn't help but frown slightly.

He thought that his appearance with Qilin would definitely cause exclamations and shock.

But I didn't expect these people to be so calm, as if they didn't take Qilin seriously at all.

"Don't these country bumpkins know about Qilin? Don't they know how powerful Qilin is?"

A hint of displeasure flashed through Zhao Teng's heart, and then he strode forward and said coldly, "I, Zhao Teng, have come here to fight Jiang Yan. Make him come out and see me!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then calmed down, as if they were already accustomed to this aggressive attitude.

The leader of the Jiang family glanced at Zhao Teng indifferently and said lazily, "Brother Yan is in seclusion and cannot accept the challenge."

"If you really want a challenge, come back another day."

"Retreat?" Zhao Teng frowned, his eyes full of suspicion.

For a moment, he thought the other party was making excuses to avoid him.

"Do you think I, Zhao Teng, am a three-year-old child? Jiang Yan is just afraid of fighting. Why would he make up such a ridiculous excuse?"

When everyone heard this, their faces gradually turned cold, and there was a hint of disgust in their eyes.

"Zhao Teng?" One of the tribesmen muttered in a low voice, and then suddenly seemed to remember something. He looked up at Zhao Teng with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"He's Zhao Teng, the 'Yang Emperor' who was defeated by Brother Yan in the secret realm?" Another disciple recognized him and sneered, "Haha, it's him! I was wondering who it was."

"How interesting that you dare to challenge our Brother Yan."

When Zhao Teng heard this, his face suddenly turned ashen.