Zhou Yang had indeed gone to his second brother Zhou Bao's home.
After hearing from Eighth Aunt Zhou Xuanyan that Zhou Bao's newborn son possessed a High-grade Spiritual Root, his first reaction had been disbelief. Then he had immediately wanted to verify it himself.
His feelings at that moment were much like Old Clan Leader Zhou Minghan's when he had learned that Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Xuanhao, had achieved Foundation Establishment. Though he knew the clansmen would never deceive their clan leader over such a major matter, he still had to see it with his own eyes before he dared believe it completely.
How swift was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator flying on a sword? While Zhou Xuanchen was still speaking with Zhou Xuanyan, Zhou Yang had already descended on sword-light into the rear courtyard of Zhou Bao's City Lord's Mansion.
"Clan Leader..."
Seeing the sword-light descend upon his home, Zhou Bao hurried over to pay his respects. But the moment he opened his mouth, Zhou Yang, his face full of urgency, waved him silent.
"Second Brother surely knows why I have come. Bring the children out at once. I must personally test them again!"
He had only just put away his flying sword, and the aura of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator had yet to fully recede. Intimidated by that aura, Zhou Bao immediately forgot all formalities and reflexively shouted toward the bedroom, "Xiao Yun, did you not hear the Clan Leader? Hurry and bring the children out for him to see!"
Even Zhou Bao, a Mid Qi Refining Stage cultivator, could not withstand the pressure of Zhou Yang's aura. How could the mortal concubine inside the room endure it? The mortals in the room had already been so thoroughly cowed by Zhou Yang's aura when he landed in the courtyard