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An uproar erupted outside the small courtyard, but Hun Xiu, inside his room, had no idea that the worldly Dou Qi he absorbed had sparked such discussion and commotion.

Even if he had known, he would not have been surprised. The worldly Dou Qi he devoured and absorbed was terrifying to begin with.

Otherwise, he would not have cultivated alone on the back mountain. The back mountain was his cultivation ground, and aside from him, no one went there.

For some unknown reason, no one besides him had gone to the back mountain in all these years.

Soul Emperor: "If I hadn't arranged it, did you think you'd be the only one cultivating on the back mountain? Why aren't you kneeling to thank me? I've done a lot for you, you know."

The amount of worldly Dou Qi he devoured and absorbed on the back mountain was extremely terrifying, yet no one knew about it.

Otherwise, the terrifying Dou Qi drawn in when he devoured and absorbed it to heal his injuries this time would not have attracted so many of the younger generation.

In the end, these young members of the Hun Clan had never seen much of the world. They were a little too provincial.

Wasn't it just a bit more worldly Dou Qi? Was there really any need for endless discussion and such an uproar?

Of course, Hun Xiu did not know any of this.

The commotion and discussions outside never reached his ears. At this moment, he continued devouring and absorbing worldly Dou Qi on his own to aid his recovery.

He had to recover from his injuries within the shortest possible time, then prepare for the upcoming Clan Competition.

First place.

Hun Xiu was determined to claim it.

If he got first place, he might still have a chance. If he failed to get first place? Then he would not even have a chance.

The worldly Dou Qi here was terrifyingly intense and howled without end, naturally drawing Hun Feng, Soul Jade, and Hun Huan'er over.

They had not wanted to come at first, but the Dou Qi gathering here was too terrifying. On top of that, many others had come, so they also wanted to take a look. In the end, they came.

The three formed their own little group and watched the small courtyard engulfed by the Dou Qi storm from afar. All three fell silent.

Although Hun Feng was unwilling to admit that Hun Xiu was stronger than him, he knew that at his current realm, he simply could not create such a terrifying Dou Qi storm.

"Ah..."

Hun Feng sighed and said helplessly, "Hun Xiu is so strong that it's hard not to admire him."

"Yeah!"

Soul Jade nodded helplessly. He had thought that he would not be able to take first place in this Clan Competition.

But second place had surely been his. Yet as he looked at the terrifying Dou Qi storm before him, Soul Jade was completely awakened.

Second place probably had nothing to do with him either. Hun Xiu could draw in such a Dou Qi storm, and the Dou Qi between heaven and earth was still continuously gathering here.

It seemed to be forming an even more terrifying Dou Qi storm. If he could draw in such a terrifying Dou Qi storm, just how terrifying was Hun Xiu's strength?

Dou Zong? Dou Venerate? Or Dou Saint?

The more he thought about it, the more he understood what helplessness and despair truly meant. First place definitely belonged to Hun Xiu.

As for second place, Hun Feng was above him, so that would probably be difficult too. He could only take third place.

But third place had no reward. Even if it did, it could not compare to Lord Nihility's Sub-Flame.

At that moment, Soul Jade felt utterly despairing and disappointed, like a handsome and dashing reader missing out on several hundred million.

Soul Jade was not the only one who felt despair. Hun Feng felt the same way. He had thought first place was surely his. But now that he saw Hun Xiu drawing in such worldly Dou Qi, Hun Feng could already see first place slipping past him.

All his efforts, his hard work and diligence over the past two years, had ultimately been unable to surpass Hun Xiu.

They were both sons of the Clan Head.

Yet Hun Feng was inferior to Hun Xiu.

Hun Huan'er sighed at this moment. "Hun Xiu is still so outstanding. No wonder he's called Hun Xiu. We can't compare to her!"

"Ah..." ×3 The three sighed helplessly, muttering inwardly, Didn't Senior Gu say that Hun Xiu was inferior to us? In what way was she inferior to us?

Was it strength? Or something else?

Gu Yuan: "Of course I meant strength. What else did you think I meant? You may not believe it now, but on the day of the Clan Competition, you'll definitely believe it. Xiu'er is inferior to you."

The three sighed and left. Each had their own thoughts, and before long, they went their separate ways and returned home.

The worldly Dou Qi around Hun Xiu's small courtyard continued without showing the slightest sign of dissipating.

After discussing it for a while, the younger generation of the Hun Clan gradually left on their own.

In truth, the worldly Dou Qi Hun Xiu devoured and absorbed to heal his injuries this time had also caught the attention of some old fellows within the Hun Clan.

However, out of concern for their dignity, they did not appear outside Hun Xiu's small courtyard to observe. They merely watched the situation there from afar before sighing deeply. "As expected of someone with the Transcendent Divine Bloodline and the Potential to become Emperor. Within a hundred years, this child will surely stand at the peak of the continent, look down proudly upon the Nine Heavens, and overlook the entire continent. The Hun Clan shall prosper."

Night fell.

Stars dotted the sky, and the bright moon hung overhead.

The Dou Qi storm in Hun Xiu's small courtyard continued until nightfall before finally subsiding.

Inside the room, atop the bed.

Hun Xiu remained seated cross-legged. The hand seals in his hands stopped, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Phew..."

He let out a long breath of turbid air. Sensing the condition of his injuries, Hun Xiu revealed a faintly delighted expression. "In another three or four days, my injuries should be completely healed."

He slowly stood up and left the bed. He no longer felt that much pain.

After moving his body a little, he pushed open the door and entered the courtyard.

Hun Xiu performed a set of palm techniques. Once he finished, he moved on to fist techniques, then leg techniques.

After completing the three ultimate arts of palm, fist, and leg, Hun Xiu took out a wooden sword from his Storage Ring beneath the night sky, moonlight, and starlight, then began practicing sword techniques.

Every move and stance was exquisitely refined. If infused with Dou Qi, they would surely possess the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Over the years, after devouring and absorbing worldly Dou Qi, Hun Xiu would always practice Dou Techniques.

It had already become a habit. If he skipped it for even one day, he felt as though something was missing from his life.

It was like after learning a traditional craft, if one did not play with that craft for a day, one would feel unsettled and unable to sleep, as though possessed.

For Hun Xiu, devouring Dou Qi and then practicing Dou Techniques was exactly like that. If he did not cultivate, he would find it difficult to sleep, as though he had fallen into madness.

"Phew..."

"Finished. Time to rest."

Hun Xiu sheathed his sword and exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling greatly satisfied. His body, energy, and spirit were all somewhat exhausted. He turned and entered the room, lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep.