Xu Qingyang Was Furious!

The instant the siblings Xu Qingyang and Xu Qingying heard that voice, they saw a blue-robed youth hurry into the pavilion.

"It's you, Jinhong!"

Xu Qingyang looked at the familiar blue-robed youth and smiled.

The youth was a famous disciple of the Xu Family named Xu Jinhong. His reputation was second only to Xu Qingyang's.

Moreover, he was extremely close to both siblings.

Suddenly, Xu Qingying stepped over to Xu Jinhong, a playful smile curling her lips. "Brother Jinhong, you found out so quickly that my brother proposed stepping down as young master. You're certainly well informed!"

"Have you set your sights on my brother's position too?"

Xu Jinhong's expression changed drastically at her words. He shook his head and said, "Sister Qingying, you've got it wrong!"

"I, Xu Jinhong, have no such intentions. My lifelong wish is to follow Brother Qingyang!"

Xu Qingying smiled and was about to say something else, but Xu Qingyang spoke first.

"Qingying, stop teasing Brother Jinhong. I know what kind of person he is!"

At that, Xu Jinhong cast Xu Qingyang a grateful look.

"All right!"

Xu Qingying nodded.

A moment later.

Xu Qingyang gestured for him to take a seat and smiled. "Brother Jinhong, you rarely visit me. Sit down and try my new tea!"

"Sure!"

Xu Jinhong sat on an iron chair and tasted the tea Xu Qingyang brought him.

A few breaths later.

An expression of lingering delight appeared on Xu Jinhong's face. He said excitedly, "Brother Qingyang, this new tea of yours tastes incredible!"

"It feels like an immortal's tea, with an endlessly lingering flavor!"

Xu Qingyang's face was full of smiles as he listened to Xu Jinhong's appraisal.

"Ha ha ha!"

Watching Xu Jinhong's delighted expression, Xu Qingying said meaningfully, "Brother Jinhong, my brother's new tea is called Slow Yangzhou Tea. Drinking it produces miraculous effects beyond your imagination!"

"Really?"

Xu Jinhong raised his eyelids slightly and asked with some disbelief.

Perhaps, in his eyes, Xu Qingyang's new tea merely tasted sweet. What miraculous effects could it possibly have?

Hum!

At that moment, Xu Jinhong felt the Slow Yangzhou Tea he had drunk transform into immense spiritual energy, flooding his limbs and every bone in his body. In an instant, his cultivation broke through to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.

This tea contains spiritual energy and can help people break through. Could it really be an immortal's tea?

Xu Jinhong was thrilled. No wonder Xu Qingying had just said that Slow Yangzhou Tea had miraculous effects.

Suddenly remembering something, Xu Jinhong looked at Xu Qingyang and said urgently, "Brother Qingyang, on my way here, I heard that the Grand Elder's grandson, Xu Pan, is coming to make trouble for you!"

Xu Qingyang smiled at that and said meaningfully, "If I'm not mistaken, Xu Pan is using troublemaking as a pretext. His real aim is to seize the position of young master, and our Xu Family's Grand Elder is backing him!"

"Yes!"

Xu Jinhong nodded in full agreement.

Meanwhile, fierce anger flashed in Xu Qingying's beautiful eyes. "That Grand Elder Xu Taichong and his grandson Xu Pan actually chose to make trouble after my brother lost his Sword Martial Soul, all to get the young master's position. They're utterly vile!"

Faced with the furious Xu Qingying, Xu Qingyang smiled. "Qingying, don't be angry. If Xu Pan dares run wild here, I'll make him pay!"

"Brother!"

Xu Qingying looked at Xu Qingyang and couldn't help frowning. "What nonsense are you talking about? Xu Pan is a fifth-level Foundation Establishment expert. You haven't even set foot on the path of cultivation. How could you be his match?"

Seeing Xu Qingying's serious expression, Xu Qingyang merely gave a wry smile without explaining.

Xu Jinhong gave Xu Qingyang a long look and thought, If Xu Pan dares harm Brother Qingyang, I'll show him my strength!

Then Xu Jinhong said, "Brother Qingyang, let me speak from the heart. Ever since I met you when I was thirteen, I knew that you would one day attain the Dao as a Great Emperor and accomplish mighty deeds!"

"So this low point after losing your Sword Martial Soul is only temporary. Given time, once your opportunity arrives, you'll naturally soar into the heavens!"

"Perhaps, when that time comes, those experts of the Skyflame Kingdom who now stand far beyond our reach will be nothing more than stepping stones in your rise!"

Xu Qingyang smiled wryly again. Xu Jinhong was actually praising him to such heights just to encourage him!

Just then, several figures barged into the pavilion. They glanced at Xu Qingying and Xu Jinhong before fixing their eyes on Xu Qingyang, their gazes filled with disdain and contempt.

"Xu Pan, you're not welcome here. Please leave!"

Xu Qingying stared coldly at a man dressed in black and spoke in an icy voice.

The black-clad man was none other than the Grand Elder's grandson, Xu Pan.

Xu Pan's expression darkened at her words. He snapped, "Xu Qingying, this has nothing to do with you. Shut your damn mouth!"

"You!"

Xu Qingying exploded with anger.

"Xu Pan, you've got some nerve, daring to be rude to Sister Qingying. Looks like you're asking for a beating!"

Xu Jinhong spoke furiously.

"Ha ha!"

Xu Pan laughed. "Xu Jinhong, I know you're close to Xu Qingyang. If you don't learn your place, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

"Arrogant!"

Fierce anger blazed in Xu Jinhong's eyes as he roared.

However, just as Xu Jinhong was about to strike, Xu Qingyang's voice rang out.

"Brother Jinhong, let me deal with a greedy fellow like Xu Pan!"

Hearing this, Xu Jinhong sighed, and his fighting spirit immediately dissipated.

"Oh? Xu Qingyang, your Sword Martial Soul is gone, yet you still dare talk so recklessly. I really don't know whether you've got some actual ability or are merely borrowing a tiger's might!"

Xu Pan looked at Xu Qingyang, a cruel smile curling his lips.

"Try me, and you'll find out!"

Xu Qingyang spoke with a faint, ambiguous smile.

"Eight Extremes Leaping Tiger Fist!"

In that instant, Xu Pan lunged forward, clenching his hand into a fist. Flickering images of a leaping tiger immediately emerged, then hurtled toward Xu Qingyang.

At the sight, Xu Qingyang's lips curved, but he made no move to meet the attack.

"Has Xu Qingyang been scared stupid? He doesn't even dare fight back. How ridiculous!"

Seeing Xu Qingyang stand motionless, the people behind Xu Pan all sneered.

"Xu Pan!"

Blood-red light flashed in Xu Qingying's palm as she immediately struck at Xu Pan.

But to her surprise, Xu Pan caught her with a kick. Had Xu Jinhong not caught her, she would almost certainly have suffered serious injuries.

"Xu Pan, you dare hurt my sister? You're courting death!"

The instant Xu Qingyang saw Xu Qingying injured, he roared.