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Chen Xiaojun hurriedly waved his hands in denial. "How could that be! I know this sword formation too."
Chen Cong snorted. "You know it, but have you mastered it?"
Chen Cong's words instantly left Chen Xiaojun speechless.
Back then, he had only been the eighth man, the substitute for every position in the Seven Stars Sword Formation. He knew a little about all seven positions, but as for mastery... all he could offer was a hollow laugh.
How could he possibly compare with the brothers of his generation who actually formed the formation?
He could only smile helplessly.
He did have some ideas about the Seven Stars Sword Formation.
But he was still a long way from putting them into practice.
Still, he could explore a few things.
Chen Xiaojun asked softly, "Second Granduncle, something has puzzled me for a long time. Why is the Xue Family called the Swan Xue Family, rather than the Swan Goose Xue Family?"
Chen Cong smiled faintly. "Oh, that."
He went on to explain patiently, "A family's name is not a burden it can shoulder lightly."
"A name is closely tied to fortune. As the ancients said, the workings of fortune are a mystery within a mystery."
"If a name suits a family, it will naturally help that family flourish for generations. But if they lack the strength and insist on bearing it, they may invite calamity from unseen forces."
Chen Cong gathered his thoughts and continued, "Names associated with divine beasts, in particular, require caution."
"Leaving other divine beasts aside, take the phoenix race alone. They are noble and proud, refusing to alight anywhere but a blessed land."
"This aspect of their fortune seems especially apparent in many cases."
He paused, then offered an example.