Chapter 55: Sheng Zheng Chun, Family Identity

  "In the middle of the earth, a fierce and powerful Xuan technique is unleashed! 'Huang Yan's Fury'!" The second ancestor of the Xu family stood up with a "brush" sound, "Zheng Chun is indeed formidable. Just look at this Xuan technique's momentum, it has already grasped the essence of this earth-stage Xuan technique. Even if it were a late-stage or peak Xuan Master, there's still a possibility of being refined to death!"

  Xu Shi's three ancestors stroked their goat beards, with a self-satisfied expression, saying: "Hmph, I've always said that Zheng Chun is naturally talented and brilliant, while Xu Yang that good-for-nothing dares to challenge him, it's really a case of overestimating one's abilities."

  The host, Xu Changling, had not made a move. His eyesight was extremely good, and with one glance at Xu Yang, he discovered that this slender and handsome young man, amidst the surging heat waves, actually had a calm and indifferent expression, as if he were a carved statue!

  "Xu Yang... do you have the ability to withstand this killing move?" Xu Changling seemed to be sitting still, but the air around him slowly solidified, and this strong man at the peak of Xuanzong was already brewing a move to rescue Xu Yang at any time.

  On the stage, Xu Zhengchun burst into loud laughter, as if he was mad: "Xu Yang, Xu Yang! Even if you are unmatched in physical strength, you will still be defeated under my Blazing Fury! Mystical power and cultivation will always be the foundation of a mystic, today you deserve this lesson!"

  Rolling heat waves rose with smoke and dust, even the air above the platform twisted strangely, making it hard for onlookers to see the scene clearly.

  "Is that all you've got?" Xǔ Yáng moved, and in the midst of a fiery wave-like substance, he walked step by step towards Xǔ Zhèng Chún!

  Every step is identical, every step is precise and flawless, as if measured with a ruler.

  "How is this possible... how is this possible!" Xǔ Zhèngchún's face turned from flushed to pale, "How can you possibly withstand the power of Blazing Fury! You cheated!"

  Xu Yang stepped in front of Xu Zhengchun, his blue shirt torn and charred, revealing a lean physique. His face and skin were covered with a layer of grayish-brown dust, like ancient rocks that had not changed for thousands of years.

  With one hand grasping, Xu Yang lifted up Xu Zhengchun. His right fist was slightly bent, and the sound of cracking bones echoed out.

  This punch was going to make Xu Zhengchun's tendons snap and bones shatter, spitting out three liters of blood!

  Xu Zhengchun was exhausted after using his killing move in the Earth Stage, and his body's true energy was almost depleted. In a contest of physical strength, he was no match for Xu Yang.

  The hands on his neck were like steel hoops, and Xu Zhengchun was gasping for air. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xu Yang's right fist gathering momentum, and finally, a look of fear flashed in Xu Zhengchun's eyes.

  "That's enough, Yang Er... stop it." A hoarse voice came from beside the arena.

  A gust of wind enveloped Xu Zhengchun, and Xu Yang's face changed. This gust of wind was extremely mysterious and gentle, but it contained a huge power that could not be resisted. Even if Xu Yang used all his strength, plus the amplification of the mysterious power, he could not break through this layer of wind barrier, and therefore could not harm Xu Zhengchun.

  Throughout the entire Xu family, there is no one else with such abilities except for the head of the household, Xu Changling.

  "Grandpa..." Xu Yu spoke up timidly, "This isn't fair..."

  Xu Changling looked at Xu Yu with kindness and said: "This competition, Xu Yang wins."

  Everyone had no objection, the three ancestors of the Xu family breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that their grandson was not injured. They looked at Xu Changling with a hint of gratitude in their eyes, which flashed and then disappeared.

  "Yang'er, come here and let Grandpa take a good look at you." Xu Changling beckoned to Xu Yang on the stage.

  Xu Yang's heart was suddenly filled with an unbearable sense of conflict. As a descendant from the future, Xu Yang felt a great psychological burden in acknowledging this cheap ancestor. However, deep down, the sense of belonging to the Xu family through blood ties that the deceased Xu Yang had instilled in him also greatly influenced Xu Yang's decision.

  He let out a long sigh and walked down from the stage with slow steps. He cupped his hands together in respect, "Master."

  The head of the household called out, and a look of disappointment flashed across Xu Changling's old face: "You don't want to call me grandfather, are you blaming me for not taking good care of you siblings?"

  Xu Yang wrapped his arms around Xu Yu's slender shoulders, silent and speechless.

  "Things back then, you're not clear about, Grandfather was also helpless... Alas, in short, the Xus owe you siblings a lot," Xu Changling sighed, "You calling me the master of the house at least shows that you haven't cut ties with the Xus yet."

  "Xu Yang, actually your grandfather did not abandon you and your siblings," Xu Qingfang walked down from the stage and came to Xu Yang's side, looking straight into Xu Yang's eyes and said, "All these years, I have been secretly protecting you two. Whenever you encountered life-threatening danger, I would step in to rescue you. Do you remember those times when you were beaten until you were covered in wounds, lying unconscious in a small alley, only to wake up later and find yourself back home with your injuries almost healed?"

  "Why didn't you stand up for your brother when he was being bullied and protect him?" Xǔ Yú asked with a sob.

  Xu Changling sighed and said, "This is also my intention. As long as it's not a life-threatening danger, Qing Feng won't be allowed to take action... All of this stems from the threat of a powerful entity. They have issued warnings that the Xu family must not harbor any descendants of Qingyuan, leaving them to fend for themselves. If we let that powerful force discover that we are sheltering Yang Er, the Xu family will face annihilation."

  "Master of the house, you let Xuyang call you grandfather, are you going to take back these two abandoned sons?" Finally, the third ancestor of the Xu family couldn't help but speak up, "Don't forget, Mushi!"

  "That's enough!" Xu Changling shouted, "The name of the Mo family is indeed intimidating, but my Xu family can no longer owe a debt to the descendants of Qingyuan."

  "But..." The Third Ancestor of the Xu family still wanted to refute, but was pulled back by the Second Ancestor.

  The old man with a red face smiled and said, "A family of brothers, what's the point of arguing? The eldest brother is the head of the household, of course we should follow his decision. Old three, calm down."

  The Third Master took a deep breath, his goat-like beard twitching upwards, and sat down.

  The three grandfathers' argument was heard clearly by all the descendants of the Xu family.

  "Welcome home, Xiaoyang!"

  "Great, another young genius has emerged in the Xu family. Now let's see how the Yu and Ge families dare to be arrogant and laugh at the Xu family for having no talent."

  "Don't be too happy yet, judging from Xu Yang's attitude, he doesn't have the intention of returning to the family at all." Some people observed very clearly.

  "No way, you don't even want to return to your family?"

  "Yang Er, go home." Xu Changling said with a gentle gaze at Xu Yang.

  Xu Yang lowered his head and stroked Xu Yu's hair, saying: "Little Yu, what do you think?"

  A glimmer of expectation and admiration flashed in Xuyu's eyes, but her mouth obediently said: "I'll listen to brother, I'll follow brother."

  Xu Yang keenly caught the change in Xu Yu's eyes, and his heartstrings were slightly moved.

  He raised his head and stared straight into Xu Changling's eyes: "The family master asked me to return to the family, doesn't he care about Haiyun Mochi's reaction?"