The little sister is good at playing Tik Tok, and the ancestor is the first on the list

Kingdom of Beasts

"I heard that Feng Wujiu, the prodigy of the Tianquan Sect, is going to be named a quasi-emperor."

Although Yu Xuanji was a bit impatient, she was still very clear-headed. "In the early years, many powerful figures ascended from the Tianquan Sect. Now, it's just that those nobles in the heavens are paving the way for their descendants in the lower realm."

"The princess sees things more clearly."

Yu Xuanji smiled. "What's there to understand or not understand? Isn't that how most things are in this world?"

“Cultivation resources have long been monopolized by powerful families. How can ordinary people stand out? If you really have the ability, you can try your luck in the Holy Realm of the Heavens.”

Yu Xuanji glanced at Xu Yizhou, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, as if observing his expression.

"However, in a place like the Sacred Realm of the Heavens, where one has a slim chance of survival, how many people can truly achieve great success?"

Yu Xuanji smiled brightly at Xu Yizhou, who had been silent all along, "Not everyone is as lucky as our Ancestor Xu, who can meet me even if all his spiritual power is wasted."

"Looking across the Three Realms, who doesn't give me, Yu Xuanji, some face? Old Ancestor Xu, remember this: from now on, whatever my rank is among women, your rank will be among men."

The maid massaging her legs lowered her head and giggled.

Their princesses are so domineering.

Xu Yizhou's black hair was lightly tied up with a bamboo hairpin, her snow-white cheeks were slightly taut, and below her high nose were pale pink petal lips.

His once smooth skin is now crisscrossed with whip marks, and he is now more fragile than an ordinary person, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Yu Xuanji asked him, frowning.

Xu Yizhou pursed his lips, but ultimately said nothing.

He can't be any more sarcastic, because he's not as tough to beat anymore.

*

Tianquan Sect.

Long Aotian, who was about to become a quasi-emperor, was enjoying unparalleled popularity.

He had long forgotten about Xie Fu; after all, what difference was there between a woman barging into the Holy Realm of the Heavens and dying?

Su Jingrou rushed in, looking flustered. "Senior Brother Feng, there's... there are people causing trouble outside."

Long Aotian's eyes narrowed, his voice carrying the pressure of a superior, "Who dares to cause trouble at the Tianquan Sect? Are they tired of living?"

Su Jingrou shook her head. "He said he was from the Kagura Sect."

Upon hearing this, Long Aotian of the Kagura Sect was slightly taken aback, but quickly revealed a smile.

"Before I could even go to them, they came to me on their own."

Long Aotian stood up and strode outside, "Let's go see what's going on!"

The disciple of Tianquan Sect, clutching his injuries, limped up to Long Aotian and said, "Senior Brother Feng."

"What's going on with you guys?"

"This guy started causing trouble right from the start! His flute is really amazing, we can't beat him."

Feng Wujiu looked up at the boy standing on the stone lion.

Xie Shijin was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit. His sword-like eyebrows slanted upwards, and his phoenix eyes held arrogance and coldness.

He held a jade flute in his hand, a red rope wrapped around his wrist, his back straight, exuding a sense of high spirits.

Long Aotian sneered, "Xie Shijin, you're not dead?"

"You're not dead, so how can I be? Right, Long Aotian?"

Although Long Aotian's face remained calm, his dark eyes were filled with killing intent.

Su Jingrou asked curiously, "Senior Brother Feng, why does he call you Long Aotian?"

Long Aotian's jawline tightened. "Because he's sick."

"I never expected you to have reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm in such a short time. But you shouldn't have come to my Tianquan Sect to cause trouble!"

"Causing trouble? Your Tianquan Sect killed two of my Kagura disciples. Today I'm here to seek justice!"

Long Aotian glanced at his disciples, who quickly explained, "I had a little argument with them while I was catching the demon, and I accidentally killed two of their disciples."

"A mistake? Both disciples were stabbed multiple times, their bodies covered in wounds, and you're telling me it was a mistake?"

The disciple shouted, "So what if we didn't make a mistake? Who can you blame if your Kagura Sect disciples are inferior in skill?"

Seeing their disregard for human life, Xie Shijin gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, my junior brothers are not as skilled as them, so I, as their senior brother, have come here today to seek justice for them!"

Long Aotian also made a move instantly, "You have no right to run wild in my Tianquan Sect!"

A golden Qilin appeared in the void, radiating a powerful light that enveloped them from above.

Faced with Xie Shijin's vocal attack, Long Aotian decisively took action, directly unleashing his magic weapon to shatter Xie's jade flute instantly.

Without any hesitation, Long Aotian kicked Xie Shijin, and the sound of ribs breaking immediately rang out in the air.

Countless bolts of lightning and fire descended from the sky, the Qilin Sacred Fire carrying immense power.

Everyone in the Tianquan Sect cheered.

"Well done, Senior Brother Feng!"

"They should be taught a lesson for being so reckless!"

"Today we'll show him what it means to come in upright and leave horizontal!"

Xie Shijin was scorched by the Qilin Sacred Fire, suffering unbearable pain.

As he rolled on the ground in a sorry state, a deafening roar of laughter erupted from the sidelines.

At this moment, Long Aotian's eyes were filled with hatred.

He thought of the scenes from Duyu Peak in the past.

This person always manages to attract so much attention unintentionally, even though he was just an insignificant nobody back then.

Even later, Xie Shijin still received so much love and care from so many people.

And he had nothing.

He was an orphan from beginning to end, an orphan whom no one cared about.

In fact, Long Aotian had always been jealous of Xie Shijin.

This burning jealousy has persisted since the first time he entered Duyu Peak.

The more Long Aotian thought about it, the more he hated it, and his whole body was filled with killing intent.

He eliminated Xie Shijin completely, shattering his divine consciousness.

Not satisfied with that, they severed the tendons in his limbs.

The smell of blood filled the air.

However, due to the rules of the cultivation world, Long Aotian did not take Xie Shijin's life.

After all, he wouldn't know how to explain it to the Immortal Alliance.

In fact, for a proud person like Xie Shijin, crippling him would cause him more pain than killing him.

Xie Shijin was eventually carried back to Shenle Sect, and was thrown in front of the sect like a dead dog.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

"Senior Brother Xie! What's wrong with you?!"

Xie Shijin looked up at them, barely alive, and said, "Your senior brother has gone to seek justice for you."

"Senior Brother Xie, why are you doing this? The Tianquan Sect is now the only one that can dominate. We can't fight them."

"I know, but I just can't swallow this anger. We can't live like this, so pathetic." After so many years of swallowing our anger, he felt like he had lost all his backbone.

"Senior Brother Xie, who injured you like this?!"

"It doesn't matter anymore, you all go practice your skills first, don't... don't worry about me." After saying that, Xie Shijin fainted.

Shen Nanzhi, who was still playing with the dog inside, was terrified when she saw this scene. "What's going on?!"