Building a long-lasting family lineage starting with genealogy

Chapter 68: The Competition - Seeking Further Reading

"Stay in the county town? For how long?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Mingwei frowned slightly and his pupils contracted.

His black pupils contracted as if pinched by invisible fingers, and his original outline suddenly became sharp.

"The path of martial arts is difficult, so the longer it takes, the better." The head of the Yang family said calmly, "Nephew, rest assured, my Yang family will definitely have a grandmaster to teach you and use the best medicinal food resources. We will not mistreat them because they are relatives of the imperial family."

"If you encounter a hurdle in your innate abilities, you will also be provided with a corresponding Qi-inducing pill."

Qi-inducing pill?
Do you really think my Xu family cares?

Xu Mingwei thought to himself: "Wait two years until my father develops the formula for the pill. Then we'll have as many pills as we want. Why would we have to be at the mercy of others like you guys?"

“Patriarch Yang, there’s no need. My Xu family will certainly not neglect our own descendants in terms of martial arts training.”

"So you're unwilling?!" The Yang family head's voice suddenly turned cold, and even the surrounding air seemed to freeze, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Seeing this, Yang Zhao immediately stepped forward and acted as a peacemaker, saying with a smile, "Patriarch, my son-in-law only has two sons. It's a bit heartless of you to make them stay in the county city and not see their parents."

"After all, he is also the head of the Xu family."

The head of the Yang family turned to look at Yang Zhao, "Cousin, what you say makes sense. So what do you think is the best course of action?"

"I meant well. They wanted to pass on their martial arts skills. Whether I readily agreed and helped them train them was also for the sake of the Xu family."

Could it be that the Xu family's martial arts training surpasses that of my Yang family?

"It is certainly incomparable."

Although Yang Zhao was optimistic about the Xu family and thought they had the potential to rival the Yang family, he did not believe that the Xu family was currently better than the Yang family in terms of martial arts resources and training.

At the same time, he also guessed what his cousin meant—he wanted one of the two children to stay in the Yang family.

This is to cultivate him as a future top martial arts expert for the Yang family.

It is quite common for large families to recruit martial arts talents for their own use.

He looked around and realized that perhaps among the Yang family members present, only his own family was kept in the dark.

Xu Mingwei was about to say something, but Xu Mingyuan stopped him.

The two exchanged a glance, Xu Mingyuan's eyes were extremely solemn, and he shook his head.

In terms of understanding people's hearts, Xu Mingwei is not as good as his younger brother.

Yang Zhao noticed something amiss, and Xu Mingyuan naturally noticed it as well.

Suddenly.

He bowed to the head of the Yang family and said, "If the head of the Yang family is willing to help my Xu family cultivate its members, my Xu family will naturally be more than willing."

"But as Uncle Yang Zhao said, my elder brother is, after all, the head of the Xu family. Although my Xu family cannot compare with the Yang family, wouldn't it be a laughing stock if we handed over both of our children to the Yang family?"

Any prominent family would likely find this difficult to agree to.

"How about one? How about Dezhao? He is the eldest grandson of my Xu family. Let him stay in the county town and receive training from the Yang family. He can return to my Xu family when he comes of age."

The head of the Yang family narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Mingyuan, lightly tapping the tea table with his knuckles, the "thump thump" sound echoing in the hall.

Xu Mingyuan is shrewd and perceptive, with a keen mind.

He had long guessed that the Yang family wanted someone, and it was already confirmed that it was the still young Xu Dewen.

“Since he is the eldest grandson, how can my Yang family be so heartless? How about Dewen? I think he is quite compatible with my Yang family.”

After hearing these words, Mr. and Mrs. Xu Mingwei immediately understood.

The two men stared at each other, both filled with anger, but neither dared to show it too much. Moreover, Xu Mingwei believed that since Xu Mingyuan had spoken, he must be confident that he could back down.

A business genius, he never loses a negotiation!
"Let's go with Dezhao. He's just six years old, which is the age for him to learn martial arts."

The head of the Yang family remained silent.

At this moment, Xu Mingyuan changed the subject and said, "Of course, it is not a problem if Patriarch Yang feels that he and Dewen are compatible, but he is still young. Why not wait another five or six years before coming to my Xu family to pick up the child?"

"Are you trying to say that my vast Yang family can't even take care of one child?" the Seventh Elder said in a chilling voice.

“Elder, you’re joking. Do you mean you want my sister-in-law to go back to her parents’ home to take care of Devon? Or do you mean that all the children in the Yang family are born to their own mothers and don’t need to be separated from their mothers?” “Mingyuan, how can you be so rude!” Xu Mingwei suddenly rebuked, “How could the Yang family bear to separate their young son from his mother?”

The head of the Yang family frowned slightly, glancing at the Seventh Elder with apparent displeasure.

The Seventh Elder immediately fell silent.

Yang Zhao also said, "Patriarch, I think Mingyuan's method is feasible. Wen'er is still too young. Let him stay with Ronghua for a few more years."

The head of the Yang family still did not speak.

The atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly somber, with many elders looking at the head of the Yang family, waiting for him to speak.

After a while.

Just as he was about to speak, Xu Mingyuan said again, "Since we can't reach a stalemate, why don't we try a different approach?"

"Oh, what's the solution?"

"The martial arts resources and training of the Yang family are certainly inferior to those of my Xu family, but my elder brother is also a martial arts genius that is rare in a century. If there is someone of the same age in the Yang family who is better than my elder brother, then my Xu family has nothing to say."

"Of course, if my elder brother is lucky enough to win a move or two, how about we discuss this again in six years?"

Several of the elders looked disdainful.

Even if a martial arts genius from a small family reaches the Innate Realm, how far can he go in just a few years?

"Let's have a competition then. I'll show you the true genius of the Yang family."

The head of the Yang family pondered for a long time.

He heard that Xu Mingwei was twenty-five years old this year, and there was indeed someone from the Yang family who was suitable.

Yang Shidao achieved the Innate Realm at the age of eighteen, and is now exactly twenty-five years old. He recently broke through to the late stage of the Innate Realm and is expected to reach the Perfect Innate Realm by the age of thirty.

However, his bloodline concentration is somewhat lower than that of the Xu Dezhao brothers.

The current achievements are largely due to the resources allocated to the Yang family.

If it were Xu Dezhao or Xu Dewen, the Yang family could nurture them with all their might and might even cultivate a twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old with perfect innate abilities.

The head of the Yang family sized up Xu Mingwei a few times.

Finally agreed.

Aside from the bet, this battle also concerns the Yang family's reputation.

"I agree to your request, and I hope you won't regret it later." The Yang family patriarch glanced at Xu Mingyuan and said indifferently, "Seventh Elder, go and find Shidao."

"Yes, master."

"Let's move outside and wait."

During this time, Xu Mingyuan leaned close to Xu Mingwei's ear and whispered, "Brother, in the upcoming fight, we should first feign weakness, figure out the opponent's strength, and then win by a narrow margin."

"Why?" Xu Mingwei was filled with resentment and wished he could vent it on the Yang family members who would appear later.

“I fear they may have other schemes in the future. At that time, we may be able to rely on your force to fight another round. After that, we will return to Qingjiang today.”

Xu Mingwei nodded slightly.

He trusted Xu Mingyuan's assessment of the situation.

After a while.

Then, a young man dressed in loose-fitting dark-colored martial arts clothes appeared beside the Seventh Elder and strode up to the head of the Yang family.

"The world should not disgrace the Yang family."

"Yes, master!"

After speaking, Yang Shidao walked towards Xu Mingwei, and Xu Mingyuan tactfully stepped aside and stood with Yang Zhao, Yang Ronghua and the others.

The two stood three zhang apart, their eyes like swords tempered in a cold pool, their gazes clashing as if the sound of metal clashing could be heard.

On the left, Xu Mingwei, in his green robe fluttering in the wind, and on the right, Yang Shidao, in his dark robe, stood facing each other without exchanging a breath.

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