Strength Protecting His Own

One pot, one lid?

My Qingluo was indeed a pot, but this little girl was the lid?

She seemed never to have released her martial soul before!

How did he know?

All of a sudden, he recalled that before the school gates, Si Tingxuan had also taken Hua Qingluo as his disciple despite her having undergone testing.

Could it be... that he could see through other people's martial souls at a glance?

What kind of special ability was that?

At that moment, he felt that Si Tingxuan was shrouded in a layer of mist, giving off an unfathomably mysterious air.

Wisely, he did not press further.

But what did two girls mean by being a match made in heaven?

How strange.

So he kept turning over the words "a match made in heaven" in his mind as he watched Hua Qingluo and Long Wu cultivate together.

Suddenly, inspiration struck him.

He cried out, "Dragon Duke Snake Granny. Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

Then he looked at Si Tingxuan in disbelief and thought, Could it be that he took Long Wu as his disciple because he saw this?

He could not help looking toward Long Wu inside the carriage, his mind racing.

Long Wu had already been abandoned by her family. Earlier, she had said that she no longer had any ties to them.

If that was really the case...

Could the Hua Family take her in?

Time passed bit by bit. Hua Qingluo and Long Wu still showed no sign of stopping their cultivation, but judging from the smiles on their faces...

The results were likely excellent.

At that moment, the group that had run away earlier returned.

But they had not come alone. Three burly men in differently colored clothes had come with them.

The man in gray pointed at Si Tingxuan and Hua Wufeng. "Were these two the ones who injured you?"

"The young man gave the orders, and the old man made the move."

The gray-clothed man immediately glared at Si Tingxuan and Hua Wufeng, barking, "You dared to attack members of the Long Family in Lion King Town? You must be tired of living."

Si Tingxuan froze for a moment. This place was not far from Odd Weapons Academy, yet someone actually dared to treat academy people this way. It was unbelievable.

But he quickly realized why. When he had left, he had left his instructor's uniform at the academy.

He was only wearing casual clothes.

He could not help smiling. Of course. If he had been wearing an instructor's uniform, even with a hundred times the courage, they would not dare act so brazenly before him.

But to them, that smile was naked contempt.

"Looks like you really want to die. Then I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as he spoke, a crimson snake—uh... no, a flood dragon—rose into the air!

It hovered above his head.

At first glance, it did bear some resemblance to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

But one was a dragon, while the other was a flood dragon. The difference between them was immense!

Then, five soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—rose from his body.

He was actually a Soul King!

That did surprise Si Tingxuan slightly.

In a small town like this, a Soul King was basically the strongest person around.

Still, he was only slightly surprised!

Si Tingxuan said, "Your town isn't far from Odd Weapons Academy. You and your family members are more arrogant than the last. Aren't you afraid of accidentally offending Odd Weapons Academy?"

The Soul King sneered, "Odd Weapons Academy? They're indeed not someone we can afford to provoke. But look at yourselves. Are you worthy?"

Hua Wufeng said quietly, "Academy instructors and students generally wear their instructor uniforms and academy uniforms when they go out. You can recognize them at a glance. No one foolish enough would provoke them!"

Upon hearing that, Si Tingxuan thought, Just as I thought!

"You..."

The Soul King was close to dying from rage. Si Tingxuan and Hua Wufeng were talking amongst themselves as though he did not exist.

That completely enraged him.

His third soul ring lit up. "Third Soul Ring Skill—Jiao Flame!"

The Red Flood Dragon martial soul above his head opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of fire straight at Si Tingxuan.

The people who had been taught a lesson by Hua Wufeng earlier were thrilled.

They seemed to see the humiliation Si Tingxuan and Hua Wufeng were about to suffer.

Some were delighted. "This is great!"

Others gritted their teeth. "With the patriarch making a move, they're dead for sure!"

"Playing with fire?"

The corners of Si Tingxuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful expression.

Then, without moving from where he stood, he merely raised one hand and struck his palm toward the incoming flames.

A flaming palm as large as a tabletop instantly formed.

It swiftly surged forward.

Boom!

The moment they collided, the incoming flames were blasted apart, while the tabletop-sized flaming palm continued onward without losing momentum.

Before the man could react, it slammed directly into him.

Bang!

The Soul King was sent flying. He flew more than ten meters before crashing to the ground.

Everything had happened too quickly.

Before anyone could react!

The smiles were still on the faces of those who had declared Si Tingxuan doomed!

But now, those smiles had stiffened.

So had their necks.

They slowly turned to look. Their Soul King had already landed more than ten meters away.

Even from this distance, they could see that his clothes were charred black.

He lay motionless on the ground.

For a moment, they could not tell whether he was alive or dead.

Gulp.

Each of them swallowed hard.

When they looked at Si Tingxuan again, their expressions had changed.

That was their family patriarch!

A Soul King!

Aside from the Lion King Family Patriarch, he was the strongest person in town!

Yet he had been instantly defeated with one palm strike.

And Si Tingxuan had done it so calmly.

He was also so young.

The other two burly men who had arrived with the Long Family Patriarch wore grave expressions as well.

They were not from Lion King Town.

This time, they had come to recruit—or rather, subdue—the entire Long Family and turn them into a vassal family.

After all, the Long Family Patriarch was a level fifty-nine Soul King, on the verge of reaching level sixty.

A Soul King was not worth recruiting, but a Soul King about to become a Soul Emperor was qualified to be recruited by them.

The two exchanged glances.

They weighed whether they should act on the Long Family Patriarch's behalf and teach this rather terrifying young man a lesson.

If they acted, the Long Family Patriarch would surely devote himself wholeheartedly to them.

But if they acted, they would offend this powerful young man of unknown origin.

After weighing the pros and cons, both choices had their advantages and disadvantages.

In the end, the two decided to step forward.

Not only for the Long Family Patriarch, but also for their reputation throughout this region.

Although the Long Family Patriarch was not yet one of their people, everyone knew they were recruiting him.

If they stood by without acting, what would those they had not yet subdued, as well as those already subdued, think?

It would have an enormously negative impact on the sect's development.

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