Beneath the pavilion in Shangguan Xiyun's courtyard of the Shangguan Family.
The underground space here was enormous, at least larger than the courtyard above, and had even been divided into several rooms.
Some of those rooms were stocked with vast quantities of food, enough to sustain over a hundred people here for a month.
At that moment, inside one room, the Shangguan brothers sat facing each other, their four palms pressed together as True Qi surged around them.
The True Qi within his body circulated madly, stabbing Shangguan Feiyun's meridians with pain until he could not help opening his eyes.
When he saw Shangguan Liuyun's face flushed crimson, he was about to speak, only to discover that he could not utter a single word.
Not only could he not speak, he could not even move so much as a finger.
"You're awake... gather your essence and guard the one. Don't let your mind wander."
Shangguan Liuyun's voice sounded, and Shangguan Feiyun instinctively wanted to obey.
But he quickly came to his senses. His Elder Brother had just struck his dantian with a palm. Though it had not shattered, his cultivation had been scattered. Why should he obediently listen to him?
The bitter part was, even if he wanted to resist, he could not move!
"What? You think I'm trying to harm you?"
Isn't that exactly what you're doing?
"Heh. With that brain of yours, would I need to go through so much trouble to harm you?"
Then why did you hit me?
Yet this time, Shangguan Liuyun did not speak again. His face had already turned so red that it looked as though blood might drip from it at any moment.
Shangguan Feiyun was no fool. On the contrary, he was a genius—a genius whose talent surpassed even Shangguan Liuyun's.