I have the best bloodline

Although they knew Su Yan was a demon, they also knew that his cultivation level was quite high for his age.

But Su Yan doesn't fight much on weekdays. He spends his days idly, showing off his belly and acting cute, his face practically screaming "harmless" as he eats, drinks, and asks for rewards.

This was also the first time that Yu Yanning and Feng Shiqi had seen Su Yan use magic to fight.

"If I can't win, I'll admit defeat! How could I possibly squat on the ring and cry!" Su Yan retorted, rejecting Yu Yanning's unfounded assumptions, "I'm not stupid."

The three had barely exchanged a few words when the glass sphere on the arena randomly spat out a black iron token, its contents projecting identity information into the air: [Early Golden Core Stage, Xia Yu Royal Family: Nameless, Metal Element.]

A tall figure, completely shrouded in white gauze, with not even his hands or feet visible, walked onto the arena and stood still, holding a Xia Yu gold and silver inlaid horizontal sword.

They waited silently for the enemy to arrive.

The second white jade token was also selected at this moment, and the relevant personnel information was projected into mid-air: [Early Golden Core Stage Southern State Crimson Blood Sect Cultivator: Dai Ling, Secret Technique.]

"Little fox, come this way!"

Sitting in the audience, her aunt beckoned Su Yan to come to her side and said, "Quick, quick, help me check the odds. The odds for this game are quite even, and I can't figure it out."

"They're definitely going to suppress the royal family!"

Su Yan jumped onto the audience seats in a few steps, and said with a confident look, "The Crimson Blood Sect is not a famous sect. How could they possibly defeat the wealthy young master Xia Yu, who has a deep foundation?"

Su Yan was born in the Southern State. Although the Southern State is larger than the Central State, there are only three families with a long history and profound cultural heritage, which are often mentioned by cultivators: Wanhua Valley, Lingxiang Temple, and Lianyou Gate.

The Crimson Blood Sect does not belong to the three major demonic sects, and since they all call themselves sects, they are probably not independent leaders. Therefore, the female cultivators of the Crimson Blood Sect would definitely not be able to defeat the royal family.

"Okay! If your aunt wins, you can have 10% of it. Save it as your wedding fund!"

My aunt leaned back in her chair, put her arm around the little fox's shoulder with a smug look on her face, and started talking about dividing the spoils.

"Speaking of which, what kind of girl does the little fox want to marry with all that dowry he's saving up?"

Speaking of the little fox's dowry, his aunt was quite curious. Although a nine-tailed fox doesn't need to save up any dowry, she was considering that Su Yan might not want to live off her family, so she was saving up for the dowry.

You should know that after Manager Huang's visit, Su Yan's wife's income was already in the five-figure range, enough to buy three high-quality spiritual artifacts. If she came across the Artifact Sect's direct sales, she might even be able to add a custom-made robe.

What is the little fox trying to marry after saving so much? Auntie suddenly felt a little curious.

"Is the dowry too much? How about you take a look at me? Although I'm a bit older, I'm still quite attractive."

Just as Su Yan was about to speak, an outside voice interrupted her.

Su Yan turned around and saw a stunningly beautiful female cultivator with long, flowing wine-red hair, her fair hand resting on the back of the daybed, smiling broadly at him and his aunt.

"Old bug, old bug! I never thought you'd fall into the trap of young bastards in your old age."

After teasing her, the red-haired female cultivator didn't stand on ceremony and jumped onto the daybed, looking at Su Yan and her aunt with a gossipy expression, as if trying to find out some traces of their affair.

"How come you're not exhausted yet?" Auntie's face was full of displeasure upon seeing the long-haired red-haired female cultivator.

"Don't send me any more invitations, or we'll sever all ties and never see each other again!"

"So what if there are a lot of happy events at home? Does Old Bug have to be so heartless?" the red-haired Taoist complained.

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Su Yan had a question mark hanging above his head. He squatted on the low table of the daybed, looking left and right, observing the unfamiliar cultivator and his aunt speaking in a language he couldn't understand.

"It's the poor little thing I adopted."

The aunt lifted Su Yan onto her lap, pressed his head down and patted him before slightly changing her wording. She didn't directly say that Su Yan was her nephew, but simply said that she had seen a pitiful little animal and adopted it.

It was completely different from how it was introduced to the boy.

"It is indeed a pretty good little thing. I watched the arena match just now, and I recognized at a glance that the spell he used was your signature skill. Then I glanced over and saw that big old worm sitting in the front row."

The red-haired female cultivator smiled and reached out, grasping and squeezing Su Yan's paw pads, saying, "My name is Mosquito Daoist, but you can call me Sister Red if you like."

"Don't call out, it will bring bad luck." Auntie raised her hand and pinched Su Yan's mouth, saying, "This old mosquito is a well-known old beggar in the cultivation world. There are more than a dozen weddings and funerals in her family every year. Call her 'sister,' and you won't need to do anything else all year round. Just wait to eat at the feast."

Mosquito Taoist was an old friend of my aunt, and his background was very complicated.

She was not an ordinary demon, but a blood-drinking mosquito raised by a low-class beast-taming technique from a small family.

The clan patriarch at the time knew he had absolutely no talent for cultivation. Seeing the declining Beast Taming Clan, he came up with a solution: save all the clan's resources and stop everyone from cultivating.

Since training them is a waste of money anyway, let's just use the resources to cultivate a family heirloom mythical beast!

However, given the size of the Beast Taming Clan, it was clearly impossible for them to capture any powerful demon cubs.

The patriarch slapped his butt again, thinking that insects have a relatively short life cycle, so he caught millions of wild mosquitoes and kept them all in the family, feeding and caring for them well. Through generations of artificial breeding, the most elite mosquitoes were selected, and after decades of time, a mosquito larva was finally bred that was born red and exuded a powerful demonic energy.

And then, their unorthodox methods actually succeeded in cultivating a terrestrial immortal.

Therefore, although Mosquito Taoist is a demon, her family and friends are all mortals.

The original patriarch was not wrong in his judgment. The decline of the Beast Taming Clan was inevitable. They took a gamble and successfully cultivated a family heirloom divine beast. Although the Beast Taming Clan is not as powerful as it used to be, no one in the surrounding tens of thousands of miles of its territory dares to provoke it.

After becoming friends with Mosquito Taoist, you'll likely receive invitations to all sorts of weddings and funerals every few days.

"Is it really that outrageous?"

After listening to his aunt's complaints, Su Yan looked at the Mosquito Taoist with a completely dumbfounded expression, then looked at his aunt and slowly typed a big question mark: "???"

The origins of the Mosquito Taoist completely baffled Su Yan.

It seems like among my family elders, only my parents are somewhat normal; the others are all more flamboyant than the last.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 117 The First Day of Ancestral Sacrifice Ends (Third Update, Bonus Chapter 44 for Monthly Tickets)

The origin story of Mosquito Taoist is indeed outrageous, but because the details are so numerous, Su Yan remained dumbfounded throughout the entire story.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should complain about the patriarch who came up with a crazy idea on a whim and actually carried it out, or complain about how Mosquito Taoist's family held more than a dozen weddings and funerals a year.

Does your family eat banquets all year round?

"Give it to me!"

After venting her frustrations to Su Yan and Mosquito Taoist, Auntie obediently spread out her hands and moved them in front of the old beggar to see what kind of invitation she was about to hand over.

"Don't worry, there are no invitations this time." Hong Ling waved her hand with a smile and said, "I'm just here to bring the younger generation of my family to join in the fun. There shouldn't be anything that requires a banquet in the near future."

Although Hong Ling is a noble Earth Immortal, it seems that the fortune of her former Beast Taming family has run out. The descendants born into the family have not shown any outstanding talents, and most of them have lived their lives in a hurry, marrying and having children like ordinary people.

Those in the family with even a little talent only have a lifespan of about eight hundred years, which is the short lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator.

Hongling was also very helpless about the banquet. No one likes to have weddings and funerals clashing all the time, but her family has a large number of people, and a banquet has to be held whenever something happens. As a result, she ended up losing contact with her fellow cultivators, and she also gained the title of an old beggar in the cultivation world.

"It's been so long, how about we grab a drink tonight?" Hongling invited her aunt to have drinks tonight.

"Forget about going out, just come to my place for a meal. It's not far from Luoheju anyway. Have their chef prepare some dishes for us and send them over."

After complaining about Hongling, my aunt didn't bring up the past again but instead caught up with an old friend she hadn't seen for years.

Back when she was a bandit, she was well-off. Whenever Hongling suggested a feast, her aunt would always come. But recently, she's really fallen on hard times. For a dignified half-step Earth Immortal to go to someone else's place for a feast is to show Hongling some respect. It's really inappropriate for her to be so stingy.

They were generous when giving gifts, but the Hongling family knew their half-step Earth Immortal status, so they naturally couldn't give ordinary things in return. Their return gifts were all about the sentiment behind them.

My aunt just happens to like those mundane things. No, it should be said that she is quite lacking in gold, silver, and spirit stones, but she is too embarrassed to say so because of her pride. She suffers for the sake of saving face.

Every time I went to Hongling's house, my waistband would be too tight for a month.

………………

Su Yan, who was lying on his aunt's lap, didn't pay much attention to the elders' talk about the glorious past. His eyes were mostly on the arena.

Just as Su Yan had predicted, the royal family members, shrouded in white gauze, swiftly ended their battle with Dai Ling of the Crimson Blood Sect with three clean strikes, shattering the blood-red bells that Dai Ling had conjured using a secret technique.

Finally, he delivered a heavy kick to Dai Ling's chest, sending her flying off the ring.

Judging from the looks of it, the injury must be quite serious, and Dai Ling will probably miss the next points battle.

As time passed, Su Yan focused his attention on the arena match, except for helping his aunt place bets.

Those people currently fighting in the arena can all challenge him tomorrow. Su Yan was lucky enough to be assigned to the first match to open the battle. After that, he could comfortably enjoy his aunt petting him and gathering information about the other opponents.

The cultivators who hadn't yet taken their turn were also watching the situation on the arena, gathering information.

The cultivator that Su Yan cared about most, apart from those powerful Golden Core stage enemies, was the Golden Scale cultivator from Falling Star City in the Eastern State. His combat strength was truly outrageous, starting from the preliminaries.

Even now, in the imperial martial arts demonstrations, they can kill instantly at the start.

Like that member of the royal family, Jin Lin severely injured his opponent before kicking him off the stage.

Like Yu Yanning, Princess Luanming is a fire-elemental cultivator, and the flames she releases are different from those of other fire-elemental cultivators; she releases 'spiritual fire'.

A kind of extremely hot and sticky flame, which clung to the enemy like a leech. The earth cultivator was almost turned into a lump of charcoal after being touched by a strand of the flame.

Feng Shiqi's battles were the most interesting. Su Yan had seen her wielding a longbow more than once before, and he had always thought that Feng Shiqi should be a ranged archer.

However, Feng Shiqi's fighting style actually involves using the blades at both ends of a longbow to engage in close combat with the enemy. Occasionally, after forcing the enemy back, she would take out arrows from her storage bracelet to hunt them down.

The arrows were all aimed at the chest and abdomen.

Su Yan felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively wrapped his tail tightly around his buttocks.

Why didn't I ever think of the possibility that the elders might steal my chicken with flying swords?

"Su Yan, Su Yan, don't think about those castration rooms all day long. In the cultivation world, we need to be more wary of other vicious methods. Castrating a fox doesn't necessarily require a sterilized knife."

Su Yan secretly felt a sense of vigilance.

Before they knew it, evening had arrived, and the first day of the Imperial Martial Arts Competition came to a close.

In less than an afternoon, all seventy-five arena matches were completed. Each match was actually quite short, lasting only three to five minutes. Cultivators from top-tier forces, such as Wuming, Jinlin, and Mengyu, who were out for training and fun, kicked their opponents out of the arena as soon as they made a move.

Judging from the rotation speed of the arena battles, on the second day of the Imperial Martial Arts Competition, each participant may need to go to the arena to fight two to three matches a day.

"Go home and have dinner!"

Auntie raised her hand and gently patted the low table on the daybed. The giant tree once again displayed its magical power. Su Yan and Auntie transformed into green light and merged into the giant tree, instantly appearing on the roof of Luohe Residence.

The giant tree summoned by Emperor Wusheng is very human-like. In addition to being greedy for money, it also has the ability to teleport. Wherever you come from to the imperial city, it will send you back to that place.

"Let's go prepare the food first! The old beggar, the boy, and Hua Yu will all come over to eat later."

Auntie hugged Su Yan, took out some face powder from her storage ring, and reapplied some face powder similar to his fur color to Su Yan's buttocks to cover up the mark that Princess Wuxi had previously made on him. Then she stepped up the stairs and went into the crowded Luohe Residence.

Today is the first day of the ancestral worship ceremony, and also the first day of rest for businesses. Apart from some taverns, brothels, and inns, not many businesses will be open today.

Naturally, on days when they don't have to go to work, they spend time enjoying themselves with their families. The most luxurious inn in Xia Yu's main city, Luoheju, is always packed with customers having family reunion dinners or returning from trips.

"Prepare meals for fifty people according to the standards of pavilions and towers and send them to Ruchun Garden, understand?"