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Early the next morning, a clamor from downstairs woke Hao Shuai and Zhao Ling'er from their sleep.
After washing up, they went down to the main hall and saw Aunt Li holding Li Xiaoyao by the ear and scolding him.
"You brat, all you do is daydream. And you want to be a great hero?"
"I'm telling you, you're not cut out for it!"
Li Xiaoyao wasn't having it. He immediately retorted, "Who says I'm not cut out for it? I'm a genius! I learned the cultivation method the sect leader taught me in just one night."
Hao Shuai, who'd been watching the show, froze for a moment, then swept his Divine Sense over Li Xiaoyao. Sure enough, he'd already managed to draw Spiritual Energy into his body.
He'd crossed the threshold into cultivation in just one night. That was an exceptionally impressive level of talent. Even Zeng Shushu and Lin Jingyu of Qingyun Sect might not measure up to him.
Hao Shuai's outlook had changed by now. Otherwise, he would have died of envy.
Still, he couldn't help muttering to himself, Damn, comparing people really is enough to drive you crazy!
"Do you even know what happens to those so-called great heroes? Not one of them meets a good end," Aunt Li said, visibly agitated.
As Li Xiaoyao's aunt, how could Aunt Li not know about his talent for cultivation?
The reason she'd never taught Li Xiaoyao martial arts—and had even forbidden him from learning—was that she didn't want him to meet the same fate as her husband, who'd died far from home, or her elder brother and sister-in-law.
All she wanted was for Li Xiaoyao to grow up safe and healthy, marry, have children, and live out his days in peace in Yuhang Town.
That, too, was