The Flowing Light Sword Sect's Glory Won't Last Much Longer

Suppressing his panic and longing, Hai Tingzhou picked up the white jade fan and gently brushed off the dust. Only after doing this did Hai Tingzhou's turbulent emotions gradually calm down.

He stammered, "Fellow Daoist Sang, you must be joking. How could I possibly be the head of a family?"

Hai Tingzhou spoke, he didn't even dare to look up at Sang Ying, for fear of revealing the resentment in his eyes.

"I'm not joking. After this incident, Hai Pingge and I will definitely become enemies. Rather than letting him become the head of the family and cause me trouble, it's better to nip this future rival in the bud from the start." As Sang Ying spoke, she led Hai Tingzhou back to the courtyard.

The moment the gate closed, a small array on the wooden door immediately activated, completely enveloping the entire courtyard. Outside sounds were instantly cut off, and the courtyard seemed to become another world altogether.

Hai Tingzhou immediately noticed these changes, and his years of studying formations had not been in vain; he naturally quickly realized that this was an isolation formation, probably set up by Sang Ying to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

For some reason, after realizing this, Hai Tingzhou unconsciously relaxed a little.

"Have a seat!" Sang Ying led him to the table and poured him a cup of tea.

Hai Tingzhou obediently sat down, took a sip of hot tea, and then couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist Sang, were you serious about what you said earlier?"

Seeing his cautious demeanor, Sang Ying remained much calmer. "It's true. The power brought by the city lord of Haizhou City is simply too great. Now that he's involved with my senior sister, I'm afraid there will be many more incidents like this in the future."

She took a sip of tea, but the turbulent thoughts in her heart were not as calm as her expression suggested.

Sang Ying was not lying to Hai Tingzhou, but there was one thing she didn't tell him: in the book, Hai Pingge was indeed the next head of the Hai Household.

The other party, a strong contender for the heirship, also entered the Shimmering Gold Island Secret Realm. It is said that he obtained a rare treasure in the secret realm, which greatly helped the Hai Household. As a result, the current family head, against all odds, put him on the throne of heir.

In the past, it wouldn't have mattered who became the head of the family. But now, Hai Pingge has already helped Su Fuyun Sang Ying her a lesson, and who knows what he will do for the beauty when he gains more power.

She couldn't touch Gu Huaiwei, but she dared to make a move against a direct descendant who hadn't yet become the heir.

Moreover, Hai Pingge is not the only young master in the Hai Household.

Sang Ying turned her gaze to Hai Tingzhou again. "So, you have absolutely no interest in the position of family head?"

"Ahem!" Hai Tingzhou noticed her gaze and unconsciously cleared his throat. "It would be a lie to say I'm not interested. There are eight direct descendants in our Hai Household this generation, regardless of gender. Although we eight are close siblings, due to Lineage rules, we haven't been particularly close since childhood."

"My second brother... ah, that is, Hai Pingge, is considered the most talented young man in our generation. He has been expected to achieve great things since he was a child, which is naturally different from someone like me who is 'not doing anything productive'. Even though many people say that I am not as good as my other brothers and sisters, I still want to compete."

Hai Tingzhou gripped the cup tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging out.

He suddenly looked up and smiled at Sang Ying, his gloom from before vanishing, replaced by a bright and cheerful demeanor. "I've been so presumptuous, making a fool of myself in front of Fellow Daoist Sang Ying."

Sang Ying refilled his teacup. "I don't think you're overestimating yourself. You have a talent for formations. You should know that an excellent formation master may not have a higher cultivation level than others, but their destructive power against enemies is no less than any sword cultivator of the same level!"

She took out a Jade Slip and tossed it to Hai Tingzhou, instructing, "You have three days to learn what's inside. After three days, wait for me under the golden sail at the dock. If you pass my test, you will obtain the greatest bargaining chip to help you become the head of the family!"

Hai Tingzhou instinctively hugged the Jade Slip tightly to his chest, and his gaze towards Sang Ying gradually changed from initial stunned to resolute.

The Jade Slip contained notes and insights left by Sang Ying after reading her mother's book on formations. If Hai Tingzhou could understand it, Sang Ying would take him on as her mother's disciple and help him find the mysterious treasure on Gleaming Gold Island.

She had misunderstood before. In the future, she would be someone who opposed those powerful figures. How could she not find some allies?

Hai Household Residence.

The melodious music drifted from a luxuriously decorated courtyard. Even before reaching the courtyard gate, Steward Li heard the pleasant music.

He didn't need to guess to know that his young master had brought the entertainers back for his amusement again.

He strode into the courtyard and soon saw the young man lounging in a chair, whose face bore a resemblance to Hai Tingzhou.

Steward Li wiped the sweat from his brow and cautiously approached, "Young Master, I'm back."

"So, did that female cultivator named Sang Ying accept the Spirit Stone?" Hai Pingge didn't even glance at his steward, his attention solely focused on the musicians playing in front of him. He seemed to care little about whether Sang Ying had accepted the Spirit Stone or not.

Steward Li replied with a bitter face, "Fairy Sang Ying didn't accept the gifts and returned them all, saying that Miss Fuyun should pay for them herself..."

Hai Pingge burst out laughing upon hearing this, "She's offering Spirit Stone? Where would she get Spirit Stone to offer?"

Hai Pingge hadn't forgotten that he had seen Su Fuyun at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion yesterday. At that time, Su Fuyun was being taken to the City Lord's Mansion by the manager and his men because he couldn't repay his debt to the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.

Fortunately, he was always one to cherish beautiful women, so he stepped in to help her and took her back to his courtyard to entertain her. If it weren't for him, Su Fuyun would probably be homeless by now!

"So what should we do now?" Steward Li was unsure of Hai Pingge's thoughts.

Hai Pingge waved his hand. "Since she doesn't want it, then forget it. It wasn't really meant for her anyway."

The butler breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but he quickly asked, "Why did you get involved in that Miss Su's affairs, young master? She doesn't seem to be..."

"She's not some stunning beauty, is she?" Hai Pingge interrupted the butler and asked in return.

He was in a good mood today, so after seeing the butler nod, he generously explained, "Su Fuyun is indeed not a great beauty, and her appearance doesn't quite suit my taste. But she seems to possess a strange power that makes me unable to resist getting close to her. If my willpower were weaker, I'm afraid I would even willingly offer up the Hai Household to her!"

Steward Li was startled and immediately became tense. "This is probably the work of some demon, young master, you must be on guard!"

"What are you afraid of?" Hai Pingge glanced at the steward, looking down on his cowardly and timid appearance. "This trick won't have much effect on me. I just find it really strange that a disciple of the dignified Immortal Venerable Yanchen would be carrying such a secret."

Even after being comforted by his master, the steward was still shaken. "But young master, even Immortal Venerable Yanchen didn't notice her strange behavior. I'm afraid it might be a bit troublesome."

He was terrified that his young master would end up getting himself into trouble.

"Ha, Gu Huaiwei is just all talk. You know how long he's been hiding under the guise of seclusion after being seriously injured for so many years. Do you really think he's the 'Sword Master'? He got a few pointers from the Sword Master and dares to use his surname to call himself the Sword Master. Just you wait and see, the Flowing Light Sword Sect won't be glorious for long!"

Hai Pingge let out a long sigh, which quickly dissipated in the wind.