The large gate of the school opened, and parents followed in an orderly queue into the school to see their children and then accompanied them to their dormitories.

  Su Dao Xing slowly walked into the main hall.

  Everyone in the classroom was staring at Su Daoming, they were very curious about which student Su Daoming had come to visit.

  "Su Dao Hua!" Su Dao woke up and looked at Su Dao Hua's portrait, recognizing him in the crowd of students with one glance, and shouted.

  "Who are you?" Su Dao Hua asked Su Dao Xing with a strange expression on his face.

  "Sudao Xing!" Sudao Xing replied.

  "Big Brother!" Su Daohua remained indifferent, although his mother often told him about Big Brother's affairs, but he had never been with Big Brother since he was aware of things and couldn't say that they had any familial affection.

  Su Dao Xing followed Su Dao Hua to a room in one corner of a three-story building.

  The students in Xitang all live in single rooms.

  Su Dao Xing placed the wooden basket that his mother had asked him to bring to Su Dao Hua on the table in the room, and with a slap of the Seven Saints Token, he took out a painting from it.

  Su Dao Hua stared at Su Dao Xing taking out the painting from the Seven Holy Emblem, his eyes widened in shock.

  He had just seen his elder brother defeat Hua An, and knew that his elder brother was a master, but he didn't expect that this master could use spatial spirit soldiers, it really made him see things in a new light.

  "Big brother, is this token a Space Spirit Soldier?" Su Daohua asked voluntarily.

  Su Dao Xing said: "This Seven Holy Command Token of mine is a storage token issued by the Holy Institute for its students."

  "Then I'll become a student of the Holy Institute, and the Holy Institute will also give me one of the Seven Sacred Medals?" Su Daohua yearned for the Spatial Spirit Soldier extremely, fantasizing that one day he would become a student of the Holy Institute, and the Holy Institute would give him one of the Seven Sacred Medals.

  "Not bad! The Holy Institute issues seven sacred tokens to each formal disciple." Su Dao Xing heard this and smiled, "You must first strive to become a Martial King above the 16th rank, before you can hope to become a student of the Holy Institute."

  "I will strive to become the Sixteenth Martial King." Su Dao said solemnly.

  Su Dao Xing patted the Seven Sacred Command Token again and took out three blue dan bottles, placing them on the table. He said to Su Dao Hua, "These three bottles of dan medicine can help you advance to the Sixteenth Rank Wu Wang. Take one pill every day."

  "This elixir is extremely valuable." Su Dao Hua saw the extraordinary nature of the elixir at a glance.

  Su Dao Xing and Su Dao Hua chatted about some things related to the Wu Wang's cultivation, then he left the main hall and walked out of the main gate.

  Whoosh!

  A spiritual sword suddenly appeared in the air and shot towards Su Dao Xing's brow.

  Su Dao Xing's face turned cold, and with a swift motion, he slapped his hands towards the spiritual sword, shattering it into pieces.

  Outside the hall, Hua Ang, Hua Xiong and Hua Gongzi cast sinister glances at Su Daochang, with a white-robed Taoist standing beside them.

  Bai Yi Xiu Zhe is actually Hua Fu's Sheng Gong Sun Sheng Gong, a strong cultivator of the True Realm, with a flying sword technique that is out of this world.

  Sun Gongzhu saw his sword being shattered by Su Daoxue, and he immediately shot out a second flying sword, manipulating it to circle around Su Daoxue's neck, attempting to cut off Su Daoxue's head.

  Su Dao Xing slapped him with one palm.

  Buzz!

  The flying sword dodged Su Dao Xing's palm in a flash, and with a clang, it slashed onto Su Dao Xing's neck, not even leaving a white mark.

  "Impossible! Even if your neck is made of fine copper, my one sword can still cut out a blood mark. Why didn't the previous sword even leave a white mark?" Sun Gong looked at Su Dao Xing's neck in incredulity, and with a flicker of his mind, he once again controlled the flying sword to slash at the other side of Su Dao Xing's neck.

  "You're really addicted to this." Su Dao Xing displayed the Mountain Shaking Style, blasting away the flying sword that was heading towards his neck, and then he used the Heaven Shaking Style again, shattering the flying sword.

  Su Dao Xing disperses his intent, and behind him, the condensed intent takes shape as majestic temples: Buddhist temples, demon temples, and profound temples emerge, and a powerful aura emanates from his body.

  Before Sun Gong could react, Su Dao Xing took a step forward and appeared in front of him. With a powerful strike, he grabbed Sun Gong's neck and flung him away.

  Splash!

  Su Dao Xing suddenly appeared beside Sun Gong Feng, who had just been flung out, and a Heaven-Shaking strike sent Sun Gong Feng's mouth and nose bleeding profusely.

  Splash!

  Sun Gong bowed and retreated quickly to one side.

  Su Dao Xing took another step forward, appearing on the road where Sun Gongzhu was retreating. He launched a series of attacks, shaking the sky, earth and mountains, striking continuously without end. The impact was so great that Sun Gongzhu's body was left with no intact skin, his flesh and blood splashing everywhere, his bones shattering into pieces.

  The onlookers were stunned.

  "Isn't Sun Gongzhu the first to offer sacrifices at the Imperial Court? Isn't he a cultivator? He has the ability to penetrate heaven and earth, how could he be defeated by a sect master?"

  "The young master who defeated Sun Gongzhu is actually Su Dao Hua's older brother, Su Dao Xing. He is a proud student of the Holy Institute and currently the Master of the Hundred Pulse Sect. It was normal for him to defeat Hua An and Hua Xiong, as it was a battle between masters, but he also defeated Sun Gongzhu, which is somewhat abnormal."

  Sun Gong fled in shock and horror at incredible speed.

  Su Dao Xing stood in mid-air, facing Su Dao Hua inside the hall and said: "Su Dao Hua, from now on, if anyone bullies you, tell me, I'll cripple the person who bullies you."

  "Alright, big brother." Su Dao Hua looked at Su Dao Xing with gratitude and pride to have such an awesome big brother.

  The people in Washington have long since tucked their tails and run away.

  Su Dao Xing didn't stay in Xi Tang anymore, he rode the wind and left, returning to the main street, before landing and running towards the painting gallery on foot.

  An important person from the governor's office is on the second floor. An artist in the painting hall saw Su Dao Xing return and quickly explained the situation to him.

  "I understand!" Su Daowei bowed his hand to the painter and went upstairs to the second floor.

  The second floor of the painting gallery, Xie Meng was answering an old man's question.

  "Dao Xing, you're back. Come quickly to pay respects to your grandfathers, Second Grandfather, Second Uncle and Third Uncle." Xi Meng called out to Su Dao Xing with a wave of her hand.

  Su Dao Xing quickly walked two steps forward and said to the four people sitting on the four chairs: "Dao Xing has seen Grandfather, Second Grandfather, Second Uncle, Third Uncle."

  Su Dao Xing's grandfather was Xi Zhengyi, a master of the repair, and his second grandfather was Xi Zhengjun, an old-fashioned master. His two uncles were only sixteen or seventeen years old, just ordinary martial artists.

  All four of them were high-ranking officials, and with a condescending gaze, they swept over Su Daoyi, without even a hint of getting up. In their eyes, Su Daoyi was just a junior.

  Looking at the four people's proud appearance, Su Dao Xing's energy was not in harmony, and he quietly pulled out a bit of Xiū Jūn's will from the sea of consciousness, merging it into his soul.

  Boom!

  Su Dao Xing exerted his strength and suppressed Xi Zhengyi and Xi Zhonghong, forcing the two to hold their breath.

  As for Su Dao Xing's second and third uncles, Xiao Xiao Wu Wang could not withstand the will of Xiū Jūn, and Su Dao Xing did not use Xiū Jūn's will to intimidate them.

  "Ah!"

  Xí Zhèngyì, Xí Zhènhóng simultaneously spat out a mouthful of turbid air. Just now, they were suppressed by Xiū Jūn's will for an instant, and only then did they understand that Sū Dào Xǐng's cultivation was profound, surpassing theirs.