Cultivating a family of immortals

As soon as he finished speaking, Green Bamboo shook his head helplessly.

Xu Changle roughly understood that the young man in front of him should be the senior brother Jing Heng mentioned. He was said to be a Foundation Establishment True Person, so why did he look so young?

"Master Xu, please wait with me for a while."

Green Bamboo said respectfully.

Xu Changle was somewhat confused, but still stood to the side with Lvzhu.

"Father, please wait a moment while I deal with my senior brother!"

Xu Jingheng turned around and said with a solemn expression.

Xu Changle suddenly understood; this was a friendly sparring match. He thought to himself:

"As expected of a major sect. Jing Heng has just returned, and Senior Brother is already offering guidance and instruction. Our Xu family should strive to do the same in the future!"

The thought had barely formed in his mind when he added a word of caution: "How dare you be disrespectful to your senior brother? Be careful during your sparring, lest a true master injure you!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yebai, who was standing on the cloud, suddenly turned around and looked at Xu Changle solemnly, saying:

"As expected of Patriarch Xu, you know far more than my junior brother! This so-called exchange of skills..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Jingheng sneered:

"My father knows nothing! Senior brother, don't be afraid, come quickly!"

Xu Jingheng was outspoken and completely unaware that Xu Changle's face suddenly darkened behind him.

Green Bamboo chuckled to herself, then said earnestly, "Patriarch Xu, please don't be angry. As you know, Jing Heng has been personally trained by the young master of Xuan Yuan Sect for ten years since he came at the age of four, so he doesn't know how to respect his elders..."

Xu Changle let out a deep breath, nodded with a softened expression, and thought to himself:

"If you can't even last a few moves against Young Master Xuan, then watch how I deal with you tonight!"

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the young master Xuan sneered, leaped into the clouds, and made a hand gesture. The clouds miraculously parted to both sides, which was truly amazing.

Xu Changle was also shocked. "Such methods truly demonstrate the power of a Foundation Establishment True Person!" Thinking this, he looked worriedly at his son. "Even if a True Person is suppressing their cultivation level to spar with you, don't be careless!"

What happened next shocked Xu Changle even more.

Then he saw his own rebellious son, just like that immortal, leap onto the clouds and use hand seals to push away the mist.

"Such methods...are truly wondrous!"

Xu Changle's face beamed with pride.

Green Bamboo gave an awkward smile.

Xu Changle continued to look, and saw Xuan Yebai making a hand gesture, condensing spiritual power into a long strip, and then gently touching it with a bit of cloud mist, his posture was dignified and sacred.

"This is……"

In the blink of an eye, his own rebellious son, looking just like a mystical immortal, materialized into a long, thin object, lightly shrouded in mist.

"How wondrous! Is this a friendly exchange of Taoist techniques? I wonder..."

Xu Changle was cut off midway through his sentence by what happened next.

Xuan Yebai wrote two lines of poetry in the air, then recited them aloud:

"Unrivaled across the heavens, his single strike silences the entire world!"

The sound, imbued with spiritual energy, traveled down the mountain.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain immediately shouted, "The immortal master has performed another miracle!"

Xu Jingheng followed closely behind, using clouds and mist as ink to write two lines of poetry, and then loudly recited:

"Laughing at the lone figure performing in the mountains, he naturally imagines himself invincible!"

After saying this, the two suddenly dropped the pens they had created from spiritual energy in the clouds and glared at each other angrily.

"What? You dare mock me? What do the last two sentences mean?"

"As you heard, Senior Brother, it means that when the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king!"

"Outrageous!" Xuan Yebai's face was extremely ashen. He turned to Green Bamboo and said, "Green Bamboo, you be the judge. Who did the right thing, me or him?"

Xu Jingheng smiled and looked at Luzhu, "Luzhu, don't worry, I expected that my senior brother would take advantage of my absence to feign modesty, superiority, and invincibility. I've been thinking about this poem for days, how could he possibly beat me?"

Green Bamboo, who was already prepared, immediately began to offer her eloquent critiques. Her words were extremely sharp, and her comments were all reasonable. After praising Xuan Yebai, she then praised Xu Jingheng, and finally concluded that Xu Jingheng's poems were one millionth better than those of Young Master Xuan, a narrow victory!

Xu Changle watched in stunned silence, unable to recover for a long time.

Until Xuan Yebai stood in front of him with a smile and said:

"Master Xu, what are you thinking about?"

Xu Changle snapped out of his daze and quickly cupped his hands in greeting:

"I've met you in person!"

Xuan Yebai smiled slightly:

"I had long heard from Jingheng that his father was diligent in his spiritual practice, and seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."

Xu Changle understood that this was just small talk, and Jing Heng would never talk about such things, so she also chatted with him with a smile.

Xuan Yebai did not use his high cultivation level to intimidate others; he spoke on an equal footing.

As they chatted, Xuan Yebai suddenly turned to look at the green bamboo and said:

"Has the welcome banquet been prepared?"

Green Bamboo nodded. "It's all ready."

"Have you reported this to the sect leader?"

"Don't worry, young master, it has already been reported."

Xuan Yebai breathed a sigh of relief, then invited Xu Changle to head towards Yanxianlou together.

Xu Changle was taken aback and had no choice but to follow. Taking advantage of the pause in Xuan Yebai and Lvzhu's conversation, she quickly whispered to Xu Jingheng:

"Are you planning to throw a welcome-back party for me? This..."

Xu Jingheng lowered his voice and said, "Father, you're overthinking it. Senior Brother is just using your name to host a banquet. The Sect Master of Xuan Yuan Sect, who is also Senior Brother's father, is extremely strict. He doesn't allow the sect to hold banquets unless there's a reason. But Senior Brother is very playful, so he often uses the excuse of people from the sect coming to host banquets..."

Xu Changle's lips twitched, but then he saw Xuan Yebai suddenly turn around, take his hand affectionately, and say:

"You are Jingheng's father, and therefore a distinguished guest of my Xuan Yuan Sect. This banquet is held for you today. I wonder how much you can drink, Patriarch Xu? And can you compose poetry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Changle finally understood why his unfilial son had become the way he was.

He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I can't compose poetry, but I can drink a little wine!"

"Oh dear, that's wonderful! Hurry, hurry, hurry! I can't wait!"

With that, he headed towards the pavilion where the banquet was being held, feeling quite pleased with himself.

From then on, Xu Changle stayed at the Xuan Yuan Sect for ten days, and was drunk for all ten days.

Ten days later, one morning, Xu Changle woke up from a hangover, touched his stubble, and looked out the window at the swirling rain and mist and the falling snow, feeling a sense of unreality.

"It feels like I've stumbled upon the home of a wealthy family in the mortal realm... Ugh..."

After saying that, he vomited again, and only then did he feel a little better.

At this moment, Xu Jingheng walked in from outside the door, smiling and saying:

"Dad, your alcohol tolerance is even worse than Da Huang's. Da Huang can drink for ten days straight!"

Xu Changle asked in a daze, "Who is Dahuang?"

"The guardian spirit beast of the Xuan Yuan Sect is just a spirit dog; it's not good at guarding the house, but it can drink a lot..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Changle casually picked up an inkstone from the table, leaped forward, and slammed it hard into his palm.

"Aww..."

A pitiful cry rang out, startling the spirit beast on the branch outside the window, which squeaked.

"Father, stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I have something important to tell you!"

"What's the matter?"

"We're leaving early tomorrow morning; your senior brother wants to see you!"