Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

The seven elders of the Wen family were completely outmaneuvered by a mere youth, and it was remarkable that they could still swallow their anger.

One of them roared, "Use the Seven Swords Formation of Radiant Heaven to lock this brat down!"

The crowd responded and changed formation, trapping Shen Jia in the center of a runic field. The next moment, golden runes shone brightly and danced in the air.

Such a sword formation would have terrified an ordinary cultivator, but for Shen Jia, it was nothing more than a game.

He looked up at the golden array patterns pressing down on his head, and the unrestrained smile on his face finally faded, his long, soft golden hair flying wildly.

Finally, he drew the longsword from his side, and with a flick and a thrust, the sword light was sharp. The array that had been pressing down on him was disintegrated by the longsword and exploded the next moment.

Everyone's lips trembled; they simply couldn't understand how someone so young could possess such terrifying cultivation.

"Stop him!" In just a moment, the remaining people had the idea of ​​running away, but Shen Jia did not give chase.

At this moment, a group of cultivators appeared out of nowhere, swiftly dispatching several people with lightning speed, their momentum unstoppable.

Everything happened extremely fast.

As Shen Jia turned his head, the remaining few people also died one after another.

The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he asked expressionlessly, "Fourth Uncle, I didn't intend to kill them."

The middle-aged man, referred to as Fourth Uncle, said calmly, "I know."

Shen Jia asked again, "Then why did you kill them? They had already lost."

At this moment, Fourth Uncle raised his cheek, looking as if it were perfectly natural.

Then, considering that Shen Jiacai had returned to the family, he probably didn't know the whole story.

So he patiently explained, "Jia'er, you've lived in Taichu for so long that you don't understand the rules outside. The Wen family and the Shen family have been allied for hundreds of years. But now they've secretly colluded with outsiders and are plotting to seize Phoenix Ancient City. They betrayed the Shen family first and deserve to be executed!"

Shen Jia remained silent for a few moments.

Although I don't understand the power of alliances between aristocratic families, opportunities are always seized by the capable. How could I hold a grudge and kill someone just because I wasn't invited to join them?

"I don't know about the grudges between you, but they fought me just now and were defeated. So, shouldn't you ask me first before deciding whether to kill them or not?"

When Uncle Shen was reprimanded in public by a junior in such a slightly questioning tone, his smile immediately vanished.

Shen Jia added, "I don't like others making decisions for me."

His tone wasn't harsh, but the carefree smile on his face didn't return; his gaze remained calm as he stared at the Shen family members before him.

The smile on Uncle Shen's face froze slightly.

Suppressing his anger, he said stiffly, "Yes, Holy Son. We understand."

This scene was witnessed by Yu Luoning and Bai Rongling from a distance.

Yu Luoning was unaware of the young man's identity at first, but now that she saw him mingling with the Shen family and being addressed as the Holy Son by them, she immediately understood his identity.

The Holy Son of the Shen Family? Ha, so he's a descendant of that old man Shen.

It's true what they say, bad bamboo produces good shoots!

Yu Luoning's goodwill towards this person vanished instantly, after all, the Shen family was also one of her enemies.

Putting away the shadow stone, she cursed inwardly, "So what if it's a good bamboo shoot? Growing up in the Shen family means it's no good."

Seeing her expression, Bai Rongling's lips curled up slightly, a joy that even she herself hadn't noticed.

"Your mood swings are so drastic! Didn't you think this guy was really handsome before?"

Yu Luoning pouted, feeling a tightness in her chest. She said, "Did I?"

"No?"

"no."

"Yes, if you say so, then so be it."

Yu Luoning glanced at Bai Rongling speechlessly, retracting her previous assessment of Bai Rongling. How could she be a black-hearted lotus? She was clearly a treacherous oleander, with poison hidden in her flowers and leaves.

The bodies of the Wen family cultivators on the ground were dead, their storage rings and swords lying to the side.

Seeing that the Shen family didn't seem to be interested in plundering, Yu Luoning was secretly pleased.

This cannon fodder cultivator doesn't seem to be a core disciple of the Wen family, and it's unclear whether his family is wealthy or not, but even a mosquito's leg is still meat.

Bai Rongling's gaze swept lightly across Yu Luoning's face, a sense of unease creeping over her. "What are you planning now?"

Yu Luoning pointed to the ground, "Look at the Qiankun bag on the ground."

Bai Rongling raised her eyebrows slightly.

Yu Luoning continued, "Since no one is picking them up, it's shameful to waste them, so let's pick them up."

It's unclear which sentence triggered the laughter, but Bai Rongling couldn't help but smile from beneath her usually calm demeanor.

"That Holy Son of the Shen family is stronger than you and me. Are you sure you can take a bite out of him?"

Yu Luoning lowered her gaze, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at Bai Rongling.

Bai Rongling's eyebrows twitched slightly as she was looked at. Sure enough, Yu Luoning said, "Your Bai family and the Shen family are both prominent clans from the outer regions. Since you belong to the same clan, it's fate that you've met. Don't you plan to go over and say hello? And strengthen the friendship between your families?"

Bai Rongling immediately understood what she meant.

"Is your reason truly bizarre? And why should I help you?"

Yu Luoning said matter-of-factly, "Because I will be your savior."

Bai Rongling: "..."

"When Cui Xiu comes looking for you, I will make sure he spares your life."

Bai Rongling was speechless for a moment. The two of them were perched on the same tree branch, very close to each other. Yu Luoning's faint fragrance wafted into her nose with a few wisps of wind.

Bai Rongling took a light breath and reminded her, "You seem to have forgotten who the prisoners are."

"I thought we had feelings for each other," Yu Luoning blurted out out of the blue.

Bai Rongling was completely speechless. She looked at her intently for a while, then pondered for a moment before saying, "Only a moment."

Yu Luoning's eyes lit up instantly. "See you five miles north after this is over."

Bai Rongling snorted coldly: "You'd better do what you say, or stop with your diversionary tactic?"

Yu Luoning's gaze was intense. "I'd be a dog if I lied to you."

The next moment, Bai Rongling appeared in front of the Shen family.

The wind from the open lawn blew into the woods at the edge.

The falling leaves swirled and rustled as Bai Rongling walked slowly in the wind, her white dress as pure as snow, untouched by any dust.

The veil clung tightly to her face, outlining the perfect contours of her nose and lips. Even so, it caused the Shen family members to pause slightly and feel a sense of unease.

Even without seeing its full beauty, it is still an unparalleled sight.