How Long Her Legs Were

Mo Yu knew nothing of the shock occurring in the distant Lei Clan of the Central Plains. By then, he had already arrived at the Xiao Family.

The gains from these few days of secluded cultivation made even the usually composed youth reveal a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Breaking through to the Dou Practitioner Realm aside, being able to restore the Heavenly Gang Thunder Body had filled Mo Yu with delight.

The Dou Qi Continent also possessed several special physiques, such as the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils and the Body of Calamitous Poison. The Dou Di bloodlines of the Eight Ancient Clans were also a type of physique.

But compared to the Heavenly Gang Thunder Body, those physiques clearly belonged to an entirely different tier.

After all, very few of those physiques could break through the shackles of a Lower Plane. The Heavenly Gang Thunder Body, however, was a truly top-tier physique. Once it fully matured, it could establish a formidable reputation even in the Great Thousand World.

After breaking through to the Dou Practitioner Realm, Mo Yu gave himself a day off.

After that relaxing day, Mo Yu's life returned to its former calm and order.

He spent his mornings at the Back Mountain bitterly training the Thunder Adamant Body Dou Technique, then returned home to cultivate Dou Qi. Occasionally, he accompanied Grandfather and chatted with Old Yao. He arranged his various periods of time in perfect order.

During this time, he occasionally encountered Xiao Yan in the clan. The youth had already recovered his former talent, and his status within the family had risen accordingly.

After the test, whether it was to build momentum for Xiao Yan or publicize the Xiao Family's strength, the title of the Xiao Family's Twin Dragons gradually spread.

One was the Xiao Family's Young Master, Xiao Yan, who had fallen three years ago but had recovered his talent in a single day.

The other was the Xiao Family's own child, the mysterious genius Mo Yu, who had risen rapidly within a mere year.

Under this quiet publicity, the prestige of the Xiao Family's Twin Dragons gradually spread throughout Wu Tan City.

More than half a month slowly passed amid these peaceful, leisurely days. Tomorrow would be the grand day when the Xiao Family held its Coming-of-Age Ceremony.

For a family to remain prosperous for a long time, the most important thing was to preserve its vitality. The source of that vitality was the younger generation of the clan. They were the family's fresh blood. Only with a continuous influx of fresh blood could the great machine that was the family keep operating smoothly at all times.

Therefore, the Coming-of-Age Ceremony was a grand occasion that every family valued greatly. The Xiao Family was no exception.

As one of the Three Great Families of Wu Tan City, the Xiao Family's Coming-of-Age Ceremony naturally attracted the attention of all sorts of forces in the city. Some forces on friendly terms with them had even accepted the direct invitation to attend the ceremony.

Mo Yu, however, paid little attention to it and arrived just in time.

"Cousin Mo Yu, over here." He had just arrived when he heard a somewhat familiar voice.

Turning around, he saw a black-clothed youth sitting beneath the shade of a large tree with a Green Lotus-like young girl. A cool breeze blew gently, making the temperature comfortable.

It was Xiao Yan and Xun'er.

Seeing this, Mo Yu walked over with a smile and teased, "You two really are inseparable, huh?"

Hearing this, Xun'er smiled freely and generously. Xiao Yan, on the other hand, flushed slightly and awkwardly scratched his head.

"Cousin Mo Yu, Xun'er and I just, just..." Before he could finish, Xiao Yan became flustered beneath Xun'er's warning Beautiful Eyes.

Seeing this, Mo Yu smiled. This childhood-sweetheart romance really is rather enviable.

A moment later, Xiao Yan gradually recovered his usual expression. Clearly, love was still somewhat extravagant for a youth currently shouldering so many burdens.

"Cousin Mo Yu, that title of the 'Xiao Family's Twin Dragons' was accidentally spread by the clan. Don't take it to heart," Xiao Yan said apologetically.

After all, Mo Yu's strength was powerful and unfathomable. Xiao Yan was confident that even after recovering his former talent, he might not necessarily be able to stand alongside him. That title was truly somewhat presumptuous.

Hearing this, Mo Yu Shook His Head indifferently.

The Clan Head's method was nothing more than a way to publicize the family's prestige. Perhaps it also carried the hidden implication of linking him with Xiao Yan and subtly strengthening the might of the Clan Head's branch.

But this method did him no harm, so it was nothing worth mentioning.

Seeing that Mo Yu did not care, Xiao Yan Breathed a Sigh of Relief.

"You've reached the Eighth Stage Dou Qi?" Mo Yu swept his gaze over Xiao Yan and asked calmly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded weakly. Sure enough, nothing could be concealed from this Cousin before him.

"Brother Xiao Yan broke through to the eighth stage in less than a month. His speed is truly terrifying. But you, Cousin Mo Yu, your strength has also broken through, right?" At this moment, a faint golden light flashed imperceptibly through Xun'er's Qiushui eyes as she asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Mo Yu looked at the little girl before him in surprise. Although the Dou Practitioner Realm was not as easy to conceal as Dou Qi, the fact that Xun'er could faintly discern something showed that her methods were far from ordinary. As expected of the Young Master of the Ancient Clan.

Mo Yu had no intention of hiding it, however. He smiled lightly and said, "I was lucky a while ago and broke through to the Dou Practitioner Realm."

"Pervert!" Hearing this, the black-clothed Youth beside him muttered in a low voice, his face filled with shock.

With Old Yao's help, Xiao Yan had recently become somewhat inflated with confidence. After all, the tiny Wu Tan City truly could not contain a God like him.

But after repeatedly suffering blows from Xun'er and Mo Yu within the clan, the youth became somewhat unsure of himself for a time.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan possessed a resolute will. He quickly steadied his mind and ignited even greater fighting spirit!

The Green Lotus-like Young Girl beside them wore a smile at the corner of her elegant face. Yet her Beautiful Eyes, usually as tranquil as Qiushui, also revealed a hint of surprise.

At this speed, he had already caught up to her.

All three possessed extraordinary talent, so they chatted merrily before the test began.

At this moment, the corner of Mo Yu's eye, which had been shifting about, suddenly paused. Near the direction of the Giant Wood Platform, a gorgeous woman in a red dress was chatting merrily with someone. Her full and exquisite figure, wrapped in the red dress, was Vaguely Visible and exceedingly alluring. Quite a few people had already gathered around her, making her circle the liveliest one beneath the platform.

The red-dressed woman, whose every smile and frown brimmed with mature charm, was none other than Ya Fei, whom he had encountered before.

"Cousin Mo Yu, you know her?" Xiao Yan asked after noticing Mo Yu's expression.

Hearing this, Mo Yu Was Startled. He then realized that because of his interference, Xiao Yan had probably never encountered Ya Fei. He smiled and explained, "I've only heard of her. She's the Chief Auctioneer of the Mitel Auction House, Miss Ya Fei."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded thoughtfully and stared fixedly at that graceful figure.

But when Xun'er saw his expression, her jealousy flared again, and the young couple began bickering affectionately.

Seeing this, Mo Yu indicated that he would not eat their dog food and quietly walked a little farther away.

"You're Mo Yu?"

Just as Mo Yu had put some distance between them, a willful voice laced with curiosity rang out.

Mo Yu turned around and saw a beautiful woman wearing what seemed to be an Academy uniform, leaning casually against a large tree. A Long Sword hung at her waist. She was quite tall, but the most eye-catching feature was still her pair of rounded, slender Long Legs. Even the enchanting Ya Fei did not possess such sexy legs.

"What long legs..."

Before he had even seen the person, Mo Yu had already seen her legs. He muttered softly to himself.