She Calls Me... Young Master?

"Young Master?"

Xiao Han noticed the way the other party addressed him. This only made him more curious. After a pause, he asked, "Since you call me Young Master, I assume you'll tell me anything I ask?"

The Black Robed Person paused before saying first, "If Young Master wishes to ask about his origins, please forgive this subordinate for being unable to tell you."

Xiao Han raised a brow slightly, his tone turning cold. "What? Am I not your Young Master?"

The Black Robed Person nodded and replied respectfully, "Young Master is naturally this subordinate's Young Master. However, regarding Young Master's origins, it would be best for Young Master to ask Master."

"Master?"

Xiao Han's brow furrowed even more deeply as he asked, "Who is your master?"

"Naturally, Young Master's mother!" After saying that, the Black Robed Person did not wait for Xiao Han's orders. His figure vanished on the spot, as though he had disappeared into thin air.

"Mother?"

Xiao Han was slightly taken aback. After a moment, he suddenly took out the necklace hanging around his neck. Only then did he recall that when Ge Ye had left, he had told Xiao Han that he should ask his mother about the necklace around his neck.

Could it be that Yunlan Sect and I have some sort of connection?

Ge Ye clearly knew something, and Xiao Han could not help but consider the possibility.

"Young Master Xiao Han, are you all right?"

Not long after the Black Robed Person left, the Xiao Clan guards, having heard the commotion, arrived at the scene. Seeing the wrecked ground, every one of them wore a puzzled expression as they cautiously scanned the surrounding corners.

"I'm fine. I was merely practicing. You may all leave!" Xiao Han waved a hand.

"Yes, Young Master Xiao Han!"

Only after learning what had happened did the Guard Captain wave his hand and lead the guards out of Xiao Han's Courtyard House.

"Mother?" Xiao Han's expression darkened.

That Black Robed Person from earlier possessed at least the cultivation of a Dou Emperor. To make a Dou Emperor willingly serve as a subordinate... Xiao Han's instincts told him that his mother, Chen Susu, was certainly no ordinary person.

In the past, Xiao Han had not thought much of it. But now that he considered it carefully, he realized that he knew absolutely nothing about his mother's family.

Moreover, all these years, he had never seen anyone from his mother's family come to visit the Xiao Clan. Nor had he ever heard his mother mention anything about his Maternal Grandfather.

"What's going on?" Xiao Han was confused.

Everything happening before him had completely exceeded Xiao Han's control.

Perhaps because of him, certain things on the Douqi Continent had already begun to produce a butterfly effect.

"Never mind all that."

Xiao Han shook his head slightly. As for the necklace and the Black Robed Person, he could only ask his mother about them tomorrow.

"At this moment, Yao Lao must be refining Foundation Establishment Spiritual Liquid for Xiao Yan to raise his cultivation, right?"

Xiao Han looked up at the sky.

Xiao Yan was currently only at the third stage of Dou Qi. With the help of Medicine Saint Yao Chen, Xiao Yan's cultivation would rise to the fourth stage of Dou Qi in half a month.

Xiao Yan was destined to become the Flame Emperor.

Half a month from now, Xiao Yan would only be at the fourth stage of Dou Qi, while Xiao Han was already a Three-Star Dou Zhe. Did that mean Xiao Han already held a firm advantage?

Not really.

On the Douqi Continent, the foundation was the most difficult part of Dou Qi cultivation.

Among Dou Zhe who called themselves geniuses, there was no shortage of people who spent ten, or even twenty, years reaching the ten stages of beginner-level Dou Qi.

For Dou Zhe in the Dou Qi stage, they might only advance by one stage of Dou Qi each year. But after advancing to become a Dou Zhe, cultivation speed varied from person to person. There were certainly peerless geniuses who, in only a few short years, skyrocketed to become Dou Wangs, Dou Emperors, or even Dou Zongs.

Xiao Yan's innate talent was actually quite good. He had already been a Dou Zhe several years ago. It was only because of Yao Lao, who had absorbed his Dou Qi, that his cultivation had remained stuck at the third stage of Dou Qi.

Xiao Han knew that it would not be long before Xiao Yan once again became a brilliantly shining star among the Xiao Clan's younger generation.

"I really want to chop him down with one slash!"

A fierce gleam flashed in Xiao Han's eyes.

Now that the grudge between Xiao Han and Xiao Yan had been formed, even if Xiao Han were willing to reconcile, Xiao Yan likely would not agree.

Although Xiao Han possessed the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, Xiao Yan also had Yao Lao, that Old Grandpa. If they truly came to blows, Xiao Han was not very confident that he could kill Xiao Yan with a single slash.

Even though Yao Chen was currently only a Soul Body, he had once been the Medicine Saint after all. His combat power could not be underestimated.

"Still, there's no need for me to rush. With God's Perspective, Xiao Yan can't escape from the palm of my hand!"

Xiao Han clenched his hand into a fist and smiled with great confidence.

"Father, the guards have already reported that the commotion was caused by Han'er practicing on his own. It's late at night—you really didn't need to come check on him personally."

"Nonsense. Just because the guards say so, that makes it true? In my lifetime, I, Xiao Dingtian, managed to produce a descendant who became a Two Star Dou Zhe before adulthood. Nothing must happen to him!"

"Father, I gave birth to him. He's only your biological grandson."

"Nonsense! Without me, where would you have come from?"

As Xiao Han was thinking this, he heard his father, Xiao Long, and his grandfather, the Xiao Clan's Third Elder, speaking outside the Courtyard House. When the two entered the courtyard, Xiao Han discovered that his mother, Chen Susu, had come with them as well.

Xiao Han cupped his fists in a slight salute and said respectfully, "Grandfather, Father, Mother, you're here!"

"Mm."

Xiao Dingtian stroked his snow-white goatee. Then his expression went blank, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

For a moment, Xiao Han felt as though Xiao Dingtian's gaze had stripped him bare.

"Huh? Three-Star Dou Zhe!"

Delight filled Xiao Dingtian's eyes as he asked in astonishment, "You... advanced again?"

"Mm." Xiao Han nodded.

"Damn, kid, how come advancing is as easy for you as eating?" Xiao Dingtian was overjoyed after receiving Xiao Han's confirmation.

"What?"

At the side, Xiao Han's father, Xiao Long, was so astonished that he could not close his mouth. His smile froze as he said, "Father, are you saying Han'er has raised his cultivation by another minor realm?"

"Yes." Xiao Dingtian nodded.

"Damn." Xiao Long secretly clicked his tongue, then said with great delight, "You little brat, how many days has it been? Just how many days? You went from having an obstructed Qi Sea straight into the realm of a Three-Star Dou Zhe. Now I'm starting to wonder whether you're really my son."

"Uh..."

"Uh..."

Xiao Dingtian and Xiao Han both rolled their eyes at Xiao Long. Chen Susu, however, immediately grew anxious. She shot Xiao Long a glare and scolded irritably, "Master, what nonsense are you talking about? If Han'er isn't your son, then whose son would he be? Look at his eyes, his eyebrows, his nose—take a good look. If he doesn't resemble you, who does he resemble?"

"Hehe..."

Xiao Long was simply too happy. Scratching the back of his head, he barked, "Little brat, hurry up and tell me—how exactly did you do it? Your cultivation advances as easily as drinking water."