Xiao Wu's residence stood in the middle of Sky Fortune Tribe. Xian He and the others entered through the southern gate and arrived before long.
When the guards at the gate saw Xian He leading a group of people toward them with imposing fury, they immediately rushed inside to report to Chief Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu had just returned from inspecting the tribe. He had barely caught his breath when he hurried outside with the guards.
No one knew where Xiao Kuang had gone off to, but he still hadn't come home.
"Xian He, what's going on?" Xiao Wu asked coldly, pointing at the crowd behind him.
Before Xian He could answer, or Yang Feng could jump in, Captain Lei spoke first. "Chief, this is what happened."
And so on!
Captain Lei told Xiao Wu the story Yang Feng had told him, with plenty of embellishments.
Even Chief Xiao Wu couldn't help being moved after hearing about Xian He's glorious exploits.
"A Legendary Grade warrior? Is it true, Xian He?" Xiao Wu was overcome with emotion, wishing he could take Xian He as his godson on the spot.
"See for yourself!" Xian He pinched his fingers into a sword gesture, and a slender golden sword materialized.
Everyone present was dazzled by Xian He's display.
"Qi taking the form of a blade? That's the supernatural ability possessed only by Legendary Grade warriors, as recorded in the ancient texts!"
"That's... that's incredible! Xian He has reached the Legendary realm at just sixteen or seventeen, while I'm already forty-seven and still only a Blue Radiance. What a difference—some things are so worthless they should be thrown away, and some people are so inferior they might as well be dead!"
"Anyone who dares call Xian He a good-for-nothing again can expect me to slap