Dongshen Yue beat her chest and stomped her feet, clearly consumed by fury.
The dark clans?
Li Tianming was completely at sea. He had no idea what they were talking about.
Lin Xiao gave a bitter smile. "What's the use of talking so much crap? Even if the two of us can fight ten of them, so what? There's no one to carry on after us. Even if we win, we lose."
"Even if we lose, we fight! Isn't it a duel at the Infinitum Arena? I'll just slaughter Lin Bei. Let's see how he becomes branch master then!" Dongshen Yue gritted her teeth.
"If we do that, we'll truly stink for ten thousand years. The children won't be able to live either." Lin Xiao sighed.
"Uh... what do you mean, no one to carry on? How does this lineage succession battle work? Can the few of us join?"
Li Tianming cut in.
He had figured out the dispute between his grandfather and grandmother.
Lin Xiao felt there was no point in fighting, while Dongshen Yue couldn't swallow the insult. Even knowing they would lose overall, she still wanted to beat people up.
After Li Tianming said that, Lin Xiao and Dongshen Yue glanced at them. Dongshen Yue shook her head. "It has nothing to do with you. You're too young to take part."
"Is that so?"
Li Tianming thought about it and agreed.
If children could matter in a change of direct lineage for a sword branch's clan, it would be far too childish.
If there really was a contest, it would have to be between experts of their level.
The key was that Lin Xiao's side had only two people in total.
"So that means I just entered the sixth realm and enjoyed a few benefits, only to