If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 221 Who says you can’t take your adopted son’s surname?

"Master, come and have some tea—"

"Sister Leng, you have some tea too."

Xiao Yun, wearing armor, smiled and poured tea for Li Yanmo and Leng Ningshuang respectively.

Since there were no outsiders around, Leng Ningshuang no longer looked weak. She even poked Li Yanmo with her elbow and said, "I told you to just show up."

Li Yanmo rolled his eyes and didn't respond to Leng Ningshuang's words. Instead, he looked at Xiao Yun.

Although he himself did not accept this disciple, Xiao Yun had always stubbornly called him Master and had visited him several times during the past eight years. However, Xiao Yun, bearing the Saint's Bone and having joined the army, could not leave the front line without permission, so he could only send his regards to him through letters.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. Xiao Yun, you seem more reliable."

Eight years passed in a flash. Xiao Yun, who was thin and even malnourished before, has grown up completely. He is nearly two meters tall, strong and sturdy, with bright eyes and hands full of calluses. At first glance, he is a qualified soldier who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

Xiao Yun's battle record was also terrifying. After he had gained some cultivation, he followed Mo Zhanxian to Wan Yao Mountain. He started as a soldier at the bottom and fought his way up. His cultivation also rose rapidly to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

However, Xiao Yun did not mention his position in the letter.

"Master, you are exaggerating, haha——"

Xiao Yun grabbed the back of his head and laughed a few times before his face turned serious.

"Master, is your health okay this time you're out of the mountains?"

"It's okay, it's okay, your Aunt Jiang is helping me. It hurts, it hurts—No, it was Sister Jiang who helped me with some insurance!"

Before Li Yan finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his head, which was not relieved until he changed his words.

Xiao Yun and Leng Ningshuang had subtle expressions, but they also tacitly skipped the topic. "Master, you came to Baidi City because of the conflict between the noble marquises and the commoner marquises, right?"

"Hiss—I guess so. I heard something and was a little worried, so I came to check on you." Li Yanmo rubbed his forehead. "Are you okay?"

"Uh...well..." Xiao Yun looked at Leng Ningshuang as if asking for help.

Leng Ningshuang coughed and patted Li Yanmo's shoulder. "The truth is, Xiao Yun is now General Mo's adopted son, and can be considered the heir apparent of a noble marquis. The court is considering whether to confer a title of nobility on your apprentice. And as you know about General Mo's situation, he's currently acting as a noble marquis, so your apprentice's title of nobility has been impeached by many commoner marquis factions."

"They think that ennobling an adopted son as a marquis breaks the rules."

Xiao Yun snorted in dissatisfaction, but did not make any comment.

"Of course, the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is for a cultivator to have children. Those commoner marquises are worried that the noble marquises will expand their power by adopting sons and enfeoffing them as marquises. I can't blame them," Leng Ningshuang spread her hands. "The problem in this matter still lies with Emperor Yu."

"If it weren't for Emperor Yu's intention, General Mo wouldn't have been dragged into this conflict, and your apprentice wouldn't have been made a marquis."

Xiao Yun then spoke in a muffled voice, "I don't mind, as long as it doesn't hinder me from killing monsters in Myriad Monsters Mountain. But now I have to play house with those princes, participate in the Spring Hunt, and test that Marquis of Bahuang. But... I don't think Emperor Yu is in trouble as the rumors say."

"General Mo thinks so too, so I plan to play with them for a while. By the way, I want to see if any of them are really colluding with the sect."

After listening to Leng Ningshuang and Xiao Yun's words, Li Yanmo had a certain understanding of the current situation in Baidi City. Seeing that Xiao Yun was a little depressed, he smiled and said, "Speaking of which, since you have become General Mo's adopted son, do you have to change your name?"

"This... Although my family is a refugee family, a real man born between heaven and earth should openly acknowledge his past. Therefore, I don't plan to change my surname. However, General Mo..."

Xiao Yun had a strange expression on his face. He paused and then spoke slowly.

"He said he could take my last name."

"...Changed, changed?" Li Yanmo's mouth twitched.

Mo Zhanxian may be the first person in history to change his adopted son's surname.

Xiao Yun covered his face and said, "Finally I persuaded him, but the commoner marquis often makes trouble about the surname." "Ignore them, just have a clear conscience," Li Yanmo patted Xiao Yun's shoulder.

"Of course! I've been following my master's teachings all these years!"

Li Yanmo didn't stay in the barracks for too long. After chatting with Xiao Yun for a while, he got back on the carriage and left the barracks with Leng Ningshuang.

This scene was seen by many people, and the news that the Leng family's carriage had left Xiao Yun's barracks quickly spread throughout Baidi City, reaching the ears of many people.

"Is the Leng family really unable to sit still?"

"If the Leng family all sides with the noble marquis, the commoner marquis will probably have no chance of turning things around."

"I'm afraid Xiao Yun's title of marquis is a foregone conclusion."

In the quiet courtyard, a boy of only sixteen years old was sitting under a tree, with a faint air current surging through his body, rolling up the fallen leaves.

At this moment, a hurried shout broke the tranquility of the courtyard, and a maid ran in hurriedly.

"Master! Master!"

The young man slowly opened his eyes, a divine light flashed in his eyes, and the airflow on his body dissipated.

"what happened?"

"Master! The Leng family! That Leng family! Someone saw the Leng family's carriage go to Xiao Yun's barracks!"

"Yeah?"

The young man was startled, and he let out a long breath. His eyes became deep for a moment, but it was only for a moment, so the maid did not notice that the young man had just revealed a look that was not suitable for his age.

"I see."

"Master, I, I hope we will be okay," the maid twisted her hands together and rubbed them back and forth nervously.

For the noble marquis, the Leng family's support was great news, but for the commoner marquis, it was bad news.

This was even more so for them because this was the residence of Marquis Bahuang, and the young master in front of them was Marquis Bahuang's youngest son, Li Lin.

During this period, Li Lin had many conflicts with the sons of noble marquises. He even changed his usual style and taught several of them a lesson with thundering methods.

If many people were saying that if Xiao Yun was made a marquis, Marquis Bahuang would probably be in danger.

"Don't worry, our family will be fine."

Li Lin smiled and shook his head, but his eyes were looking towards the center of Baidi City, the palace where Emperor Yu was sitting. His hands hanging on his knees couldn't help but tighten.

"Master?"

"Sorry, I was distracted. Oh, and the spring hunt is almost here. I'll trouble you to take care of Mother while I'm gone."

"Master, I will take good care of Madam, but...Master, is Spring Hunt really okay? Those princes..."

"It doesn't matter——"

Li Lin smiled calmly and returned to his cultivation state.

At this time, Li Yanmo and Leng Ningshuang had already arrived at Leng Mansion.

(End of this chapter)