All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

After Xu Xinnian and Xu Pingzhi returned to their residence, especially the latter, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat stiff and heavy.

After greeting his sister-in-law, Xu Pingzhi, who hadn't spoken since, finally couldn't help but ask after finishing a pot of wine:

"Ning Yan, where did Xu Pingfeng run off to?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xinnian subconsciously looked at his elder brother.

The two brothers kept Xu Pingfeng's murder a secret from their second uncle, and did not tell him.

Having met his sister-in-law today, Uncle Xu finally couldn't help but speak up.

Xu Qi'an chewed his rice and said in a calm, even tone:

“I died the day I returned to the capital. My master killed me with his own hands.”

“Second Uncle, he deserved to die,” Xu Qi’an added.

Xu Pingzhi paused for a moment, then gave a blank "Oh," before continuing to eat, shoveling rice into his mouth much faster.

Before long, he was the first to finish his meal, wiped his mouth, and said, "I'm done eating."

Without giving anyone a chance to speak, he got up and left the inner hall, heading towards the inner courtyard in the night.

Within two or three minutes, the people in the hall heard faint sounds of wailing coming from the inner courtyard.

No one spoke; they all pretended not to hear and continued eating.

After his father's crying subsided, Xu Erlang cleared his throat, raised his chin, and announced:

"I have advanced to the sixth rank of Confucian scholar. You may not know that in the Confucian system, the sixth rank is a watershed.

Only students who reach this level can be considered true pillars of society.

Because a sixth-rank Confucian scholar possesses considerable combat strength, making him one of the best among those at the same level across various systems.

He used phrases like "pillar of strength" and "outstanding individual" to imply that his ability to achieve this level at his age was enough to demonstrate his exceptional talent.

Xu Qi'an nodded: "That's right, Erlang's talent is indeed quite good."

Just as Xu Erlang was about to say a few words of modesty, he heard his elder brother say:

"If we don't count Auntie, Erlang's talent is a bit stronger than Second Uncle's, so he'd be fourth in the family."

What does "fourth" mean?

"Is my older brother jealous of my talent and trying to suppress me?" Xu Xinnian said calmly.

"Brother, you must be joking. Who's second or third?"

Xu Qi'an pondered for a moment and said:

"It's hard to say who's second or third, but you're definitely fourth."

Xu Xinnian raised an eyebrow and said irritably:

"Could it be that Lingyue has better cultivation talent than me? What rank is Lingyue at now?"

With his current level of cultivation, he had long ago realized that Xu Lingyue was secretly practicing Taoist mental techniques.

Xu Lingyue lives in the Heavenly King's Mansion, but she often visits her parents next door.

Xu Qi'an said, "They are at the fifth-grade Golden Core realm."

Golden Core! ? ?

Xu Erlang almost spat out the food in his mouth.

Xu Lingyue started cultivating Taoism with Li Chang'an, and it has only been a little over a year.

Upon realizing this, Xu Erlang was stunned.

Fifth-grade Golden Core cultivators—weren't those two Heavenly Sect's Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chicks also at the Golden Core realm when they first came down from the mountain?

The majority of the old Taoist priests at Lingbao Temple are only at the seventh or eighth rank. What kind of talent does Xu Lingyue possess?

Xu Xinnian's mouth opened slowly, and he was dumbfounded.

"Father, let's cry together." He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the inner courtyard.

In the pitch-black seabed, the enormous body of "Huang" drifted with the dark currents.

Upon reaching a certain abyss, in the darkness, five or six thick tentacles suddenly emerged, menacingly blocking the way.

"Crash!"

Five tentacles stirred up surging undercurrents and dense bubbles, wrapping around the "wild" body.

"Wild" is like a nimble and graceful fish, swimming diagonally, lying on its side, twisting its thick waist, easily avoiding the entanglement and slapping of tentacles.

Throughout the entire process, it remained unconscious.

It was as if the water was manipulating this behemoth, making it perform all sorts of difficult evasive maneuvers.

A deafening roar shook the seabed violently, as if the creatures in the abyss were enraged.

One after another, eerie and terrifying tentacles sprang out from the dark abyss, like blooming tendrils, bringing with them large amounts of dusty, smoky mud.

It bared its fangs and claws, seemingly sweeping away all creatures that passed through the abyss.

The surface of these tentacles is covered with incomplete patterns, like a complete painting that has been haphazardly wiped away. The huge suckers are covered with fleshy barbs and wriggle slightly.

"It seems to be someone no weaker than you. It's a pity that its spiritual essence has been almost completely destroyed."

Based on the incomplete patterns on the surface of the tentacles, the supervisor determined the monster's rank in the abyss.

"As expected of a Fated Master," Da Huang said calmly, as he executed a graceful drift to avoid the three tentacles that were slapping at him.

The tentacles slapped against the seabed, creating an earthquake-like effect.

The rising mud and dust transformed the once clear seawater into a turbulent torrent.

"Every force in the world has its unique arrangement and combination, and different substances have different patterns."

The essence of array masters lies in deciphering these patterns.

Left, left, be careful to avoid it.

When one has a thorough understanding of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the principles of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire, one can control all the forces in the world.

Here it comes again! Quickly move to the right, then back!

The supervisor gave instructions while speaking.

Da Huang emphasized, his voice slightly angry, "I am not your disciple!"

"I have always believed that warlocks are the most unique of all the systems."

A fourth-rank array master can control the vast majority of power in the world, while an existence like you can glimpse the secrets of heaven and observe destiny.

However, even beings like the God of Gu and the God of Witchcraft, the former possessing the Heavenly Gu Technique and the latter the Divination Technique, can only occasionally observe a corner of fate.

But you, a mere Fated Master, have accomplished something that even Super Grade masters cannot do.

But if the warlock system exists to create gatekeepers, then everything can be reasonably explained.

Snapped!

Finally, with the help of its "comrades" chasing and blocking it, one of the tentacles successfully lashed out at the abdomen of the goat-bodied, human-faced monster.

The skin and flesh were instantly torn open, oozing large gushes of blood that dyed the seawater a tragic crimson.

The supervisor clicked his tongue twice in praise:

"Impressive. The power of this whip is at least at the high level of a first-grade martial artist."

"Huang" said in a deep voice:

"Superhuman strength is one of its innate supernatural abilities. At its peak, its tentacles could easily tear my body apart."

Of course, physical matters are not my area of ​​expertise.

In ancient times, it fought a fierce battle with the "dragon" in the deep sea, and the resulting tsunami almost submerged half of the Kyushu continent.

It was this battle that shattered the balance between gods and demons, ushering in the end for the gods and demons.

After this battle, only one overlord remained in the deep sea.

Unfortunately, it wasn't that; it was a dragon.