Lupu Rong Family

Qixia Street, Xunyang Marquis Manor.

Looking at Venerable Luo, the Old Butler's expression was extremely solemn as he said in a deep voice, "So the old acquaintance is you."

"Tong Ji, I saw you as a youth back then, and now you've become like this. Time truly spares no one," Venerable Luo sighed, appearing very nostalgic.

The Old Butler asked, "What is the meaning of your visit, Venerable?"

Venerable Luo smiled and said, "We are old friends reunited, why so cold? Speaking of which, I held the Marquis when he was born, and I even taught you martial arts. I'm practically half your teacher."

The Old Butler fell silent, then bowed in greeting and said, "Then, what is the meaning of your visit, Venerable?"

Venerable Luo narrowed his eyes and said, "Naturally, I've come to visit the Marquis."

The Old Butler frowned and said, "The Marquis is no longer here."

Venerable Luo's expression changed drastically. "What happened? Why haven't I heard about it?"

The Old Butler looked at him, unsure if he was genuinely ignorant or feigning it, and said faintly, "That was many years ago."

Venerable Luo's body swayed. "I am currently stationed at the Kutan Martial God Temple and am busy with many affairs. I never had the chance to visit him. I never expected we would be separated by death. He lived a difficult life since childhood, and yet he left before me. It truly is an old man sending off a young one."

Seeing that Venerable Luo's grief seemed genuine, the Old Butler's expression softened. He said gently, "Please accept my condolences, Venerable. Life and death are beyond our control. Cultivators seek longevity, but where does true longevity exist?"

Venerable Luo wiped his tears and said, "Please take me to pay respects."

The Old Butler hesitated. "The Marquis's body is not here, nor is there a memorial tablet."

Venerable Luo's brows furrowed tightly. "How could this be? Is there some hidden reason?"

The Old Butler said, "This is a private matter of the Marquis Manor. It would trouble you, Venerable."

Venerable Luo said in a deep voice, "This is utter nonsense! If the Marquis was murdered, how can it not be my concern!"

The Old Butler did not speak.

Of course, there was a hidden reason, but the Old Butler wouldn't trust anyone, not even Venerable Luo.

Seeing his demeanor, Venerable Luo pondered for a moment and asked, "Did the Marquis leave any descendants?"

The Old Butler nodded. "The Young Marquis is here in the manor."

Venerable Luo strode directly into the Marquis Manor.

The Old Butler paused slightly before following.

The man in the goose-yellow long gown followed closely. Only after truly entering the Marquis Manor did he realize how extravagantly decorated the place was, with precious items visible everywhere.

Upon arriving at the courtyard where Jiang Wang was, Venerable Luo looked at the sickly man lying on the rattan chair and exclaimed in surprise, "Is that the Young Marquis?"

The man in the goose-yellow long gown sized him up and chuckled, "If he hadn't moved a few times, I would have thought he was dead."

Venerable Luo glared at him upon hearing this.

The Old Butler said, "Your subordinate has no manners at all. If he continues to speak nonsense, I will educate him on your behalf, Venerable."

Venerable Luo stopped the goose-yellow long-gowned man with a look and said to the Old Butler, "The Lupu Rong Family is a prominent household, and they are young and spirited. They can be a bit overbearing, but they are good-hearted and mean no harm. Please do not be angry. I will discipline him when we return."

The Lupu Rong Family could be considered a martial artist lineage, loyal to the Martial God Temple. They were often reckless due to their influence, which the Old Butler disliked the most. However, he didn't say anything further at this moment.

Venerable Luo approached the rattan chair and looked at Jiang Wang, whose appearance was exceptionally handsome. He smiled and said, "Indeed, he is worthy of being the Marquis's son. He has inherited all the good qualities of his parents. I'm afraid you wouldn't find such a handsome man in the entire Sui Kingdom."

Jiang Wang looked up and said casually, "Are you an old acquaintance of my father?"

Before Venerable Luo could speak, the man in the goose-yellow long gown jumped out again. "Even if you don't rise to greet the Venerable in his presence, why is your attitude so casual!"

Jiang Wang glanced at him and said, "What business is it of yours."

This infuriated the man in the goose-yellow long gown.

Venerable Luo's face darkened. This was the second time he had glared at the man in the goose-yellow long gown since arriving at the Marquis Manor. As he was getting older, his eyes felt a bit sore.

"It's alright. I am an elder, and the Young Marquis is like my own grandson. What does it matter if he greets me or not?"

Venerable Luo waved his sleeve, sending the goose-yellow long-gowned man aside, and looked at Jiang Wang with a smile. "Now you are the head of the family, and in the future, you will inherit the title of Marquis, thus holding power in the Sui Kingdom. I see you are weak and have not cultivated or practiced martial arts. Coincidentally, upon hearing of the Marquis's passing, I feel immense guilt and want to teach you well. Are you willing to learn martial arts from me?"

Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow. "Are you very powerful?"

Venerable Luo laughed heartily. "I can only say that in all of Kutan, besides the Sword God and his brother, and the Chancellor of Fish Abyss Academy, and that old stubborn fellow from the Qingxuan Bureau, there is no one more powerful than me."

Jiang Wang thought, He's not that amazing. If you remove a few more people, is there still a need for a ranking?

However, as a martial artist, his eyes did light up slightly.

Sun Qingya was already at the Marquis Manor teaching Xiaoyu martial arts. The Venerable Luo before him was definitely much stronger than Sun Qingya.

He said, "I have no intention of practicing martial arts, but my maid has excellent aptitude. Could you teach her, elder?"

Venerable Luo's smile froze on his face.

The man in the goose-yellow long gown, at the opportune moment, jumped out again. "What are you thinking? The Venerable wants to teach you martial arts, and you should be grateful. You actually want the Venerable to teach a lowly maid. Who are you insulting!"

This time, Venerable Luo did not stop him.

After all, what he said was reasonable. How could he, a Venerable of the Martial God Temple, teach a maid martial arts?

Jiang Wang's expression slowly turned grim.

If nothing else, the word "lowly" had already touched his anger.

Although unable to wield the power of the Divine Kingdom for the moment, the Night Roaming God had mostly recovered. Just as he was about to directly intervene, he saw Sun Qingya and Xiaoyu approaching.

"Young Master, Xiaoyu's talent is truly exceptional. I only taught her for two hours, and she has already broken through her realm again."

Sun Qingya was very excited. He had never seen a Martial Artist with talent like Xiaoyu's.

Not only had she broken through to the peak of the second realm, but she had also made Qi flow through her limbs and bones, achieving what only a third realm Martial Artist could. To put it more dramatically, Xiaoyu could fight a hundred Martial Artists of the same realm.

Sun Qingya, completely unfazed by the atmosphere, continued, "Although I hate to admit it, I have nothing more to teach her. From now on, she just needs to systematically consolidate her foundation and condense True Qi. These are things an outsider cannot help with."

Jiang Wang temporarily set aside his anger and looked at Xiaoyu with great joy, saying, "As expected of my head maid, you're truly amazing."

Xiaoyu lowered her head shyly. Her usually cool expression softened, which looked a bit strange, but Jiang Wang found her even more adorable.

Venerable Luo's gaze fell upon Xiaoyu, and his expression gradually turned to shock.

Truly an excellent foundation for martial arts!

Hearing Sun Qingya's words, he was certain that although Xiaoyu's realm was not high, she had already embarked on the path of condensing True Qi. Such talent was simply unbelievable.

Venerable Luo immediately said to Jiang Wang, "Young Marquis, I agree. I am willing to teach her martial arts!"

Jiang Wang frowned and said, "But I don't want that anymore."

Venerable Luo's face stiffened slightly.

The man in the goose-yellow long robe angrily exclaimed, "You ungrateful wretch! It's a blessing your ancestors' graves are smoking for generations that the Venerable is willing to teach her, and you dare to refuse?!"

"Shut up!" Venerable Luo was very angry with this useless fellow who only caused trouble.

Jiang Wang said coldly, "I will find an even more formidable teacher for Xiaoyu myself. We don't need such a 'blessing that makes ancestors' graves smoke'."

Venerable Luo said, "Don't be impulsive. This child is a bit arrogant, but you shouldn't hinder Xiaoyu's talent. Moreover, it's me teaching her, and I am an elder to your father. I will naturally do my best."

Despite his words, Jiang Wang's temper had flared up and was not easily quelled. He said in a deep voice, "Then have the foul-mouthed person kowtow and apologize to Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu was very confused. She didn't even know what was happening.

The man in the goose-yellow long robe, enraged and embarrassed, shouted, "I am a direct descendant of the Lupu Rong Family and a second-rank Attendant Officer of the Kutan Martial God Temple! Making me kowtow and apologize to a lowly maid is simply outrageous!"

Jiang Wang's expression grew even more somber.

This was the second time.

They say things don't happen a third time, and his anger was already surging in his throat.

Venerable Luo's expression was unreadable.

Making Rong Yulu kowtow and apologize was clearly a difficult matter. However, he was genuinely delighted by Xiaoyu's exceptional talent, so he decided to stand by and let the younger generation resolve it themselves.

Jiang Wang looked at Sun Qingya, who understood immediately.

He walked directly towards Rong Yulu, clenching his fists together, his bones cracking.

Venerable Luo raised an eyebrow slightly, still remaining indifferent.

Rong Yulu sneered and said, "What, you want to fight? Then I'll play with you."

He drew the saber hanging from his waist, his Martial Artist aura radiating. He was only slightly weaker than Feng Linghuai.

Sun Qingya, unarmed, lunged at Rong Yulu like a tiger descending a mountain, his momentum immense.

His arm muscles tensed, and facing Rong Yulu's saber strike, he actually blocked it bare-handed. This was the robust physique of a Martial Artist.

But Rong Yulu was, after all, a fourth realm Martial Artist, and he had a sharp saber. Although his first strike didn't break through Sun Qingya's defense, it left a very clear mark.

If he were to strike a few more times, purely relying on his physique to resist, there would be a limit.

Therefore, Sun Qingya intended to end the fight quickly.

After blocking Rong Yulu's saber strike again, Sun Qingya's left palm shot towards his throat.

He directly grasped the lifeline of his fate.

Lifting him entirely, he slammed him hard onto the ground. The sharp pain in his throat made Rong Yulu unable to breathe. No matter how he kicked and punched, he couldn't budge the mountain-like, imposing Sun Qingya even slightly.

"What Lupu Rong Family? You're truly ridiculous, a complete waste."

Sun Qingya held Rong Yulu by the neck, looking down at him, and mocked him casually.

Jiang Wang clapped his hands and said, "Brother Sun is truly fierce!"

Seeing this scene, Venerable Luo understood. Although he didn't recognize Sun Qingya, he must be a fierce general from the Black Flame Army, whose Martial Artist realm had reached the peak of the fourth realm.

In the Sui Kingdom, it's not that there aren't many Martial Artists who have reached the Grandmaster realm, but there aren't too many. Sun Qingya was likely only one opportunity away from advancing to the Grandmaster realm.