The Crazy Son-In-Law

However, now, Xiao Shun’s name had already been remembered by a large number of cultivators, and the name of New School Society had also emerged. People were already discussing where the headquarters of New School Society was, what the current situation was, and other similar questions.

The news that someone went to rob pellets last night was also spread widely, especially among the cultivators in Harrow.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Around noon.

In a rather elegant small restaurant, there were few customers before lunch time.

In the corner at a dining table, several small dishes, several bottles of beer, four young cultivators, three men and one woman, sat around the table.

“I heard that you two went to participate in robbing those pellets from the alchemist’s hands last night?” At the window, a slightly older cultivator with stubble all around his mouth, looking rather sloppy, asked the man and woman across from him.

“Mr. Wu, don’t mention it anymore, it was so embarrassing.” The plain-looking woman cultivator with a black mole by the corner of her eye said somewhat awkwardly.

“What happened? Tell me about it.” The cultivator called Mr. Wu smiled mildly, curious.

“Mr. Wu, you know my and Chen’s cultivation level. We wanted to rob but it was simply impossible. So the two of us just hid quietly in a tree, waiting to see if there was any cheap gain.” The woman with the mole said.

“Then guess what we saw?” The youngest looking male cultivator next to her picked up the thread of the conversation, keeping them in suspense.

Mr. Wu shook his head: “Don’t keep me in suspense, just say it.”

“False Monk Sun Chun, Little Knives Granny Kong, Soul Severing Scissors Cao brothers were defeated by a young girl under that man’s command. Can you believe it?” Chen said dramatically.

“More than a dozen of Little Knives’ disciples surrounded them too.” He added another sentence.

“That can’t be. I heard they were all Foundation Stage cultivators. How could they be defeated by a young girl? You’re exaggerating too much.” The skinny cultivator with a duck bill cap next to Mr. Wu questioned.

“What Chen said is true. We saw it with our own eyes.” The female cultivator said.

“I also heard this morning that Granny Kong of Little Knives has died.”

“My god, no wonder that man dared to be so arrogant at the Old School Society’s auction. Turns out he has something to rely on. Did he make a move himself? How was his strength? He boldly claimed that he would challenge Gu Baiyi at the Hero Cup martial arts tournament.” Mr. Wu asked.

“No, alchemists’ martial arts cultivation is always scattered. I can’t figure out, could it be that he plans to have his bodyguard go on stage to fight Gu Baiyi during that time?” the female cultivator said.

“The challenge letter was issued by him to Gu Baiyi. It shouldn’t be like that. To rely on a woman to help him fight at the tournament, wouldn’t that make the cultivators of the world laugh?” The cultivator with the duck bill cap chuckled.

“Having to rely on a woman for protection already, what’s wrong with letting a woman help fight at the tournament, everyone knows alchemists can’t devote too much time to martial arts cultivation.” The female cultivator said.

“If he really wants to let that girl fight on his behalf at the tournament, as long as the other party agrees, it’s not impossible.”

Like these four young cultivators, no one believed Xiao Shun had the ability to fight Gu Baiyi.

As for the bold words he spoke at the auction, whether the people present or not, most of them took it as a joke.

But this did add some anticipation to this Hero Cup. In previous Hero Cups, Old School Society, as the host, was the undisputed top dog. Basically others could only play a supporting role.

This year, at least Xiao Shun’s powerful bodyguard added some new highlights to the Hero Cup.

“At that time when she subdued the four Foundation Stage cultivators, the two of us were so scared we nearly peed. Chen slipped from the tree and almost fell down, the brat nearly dragged me down with him. Fortunately my cultivation was profound, I held on tight…” The female cultivator continued.

“Senior sister, can you not speak so vulgarly? I just slipped a little, that’s all.” The youngest cultivator next to her turned red with embarrassment.

“Tsk, still denying it?” The female cultivator laughed mockingly.

Then seriously asked: “Mr. Wu, do you think his bodyguard can fight Gu Baiyi? If the two of them can have a match, we wouldn’t have come here for nothing. That would definitely be an unprecedented battle. I haven’t seen such a powerful cultivator face off before.”

“Since I haven’t seen that person make a move with my own eyes, it’s hard to judge. If it’s just exchanging moves, they should be evenly matched. To defeat Gu Baiyi, I think it’s nearly impossible.”

“Gu Baiyi is a top ten expert in Old School Society, second only to the four branch heads. It’s said his martial arts cultivation has broken through to the Anterior Stage. Dealing with four Foundation Stage cultivators should be easy for him. So we commoners think defeating four Foundation Stage cultivators is very impressive, but in Gu Baiyi’s eyes, that’s just child’s play.”

Mr. Wu took a big gulp of beer and shook his head, rather lamenting.

“People compare with people, and get angry to death.”

“Cough, why worry so much for others? Maybe that man is just pretending. Who knows if he’ll flee at the critical moment. Provoking Old School Society, how could he have a good outcome?” The cultivator with the duck bill cap said.

“Come, let’s drink.”

“You’re right. Maybe Old School Society will secretly kill him before the tournament even starts.” The female cultivator raised her glass and pursed her lips.

Riverland Bay Villa.

Wen Yao prepared lunch. Everyone sat together and ate heartily.

“Sister Wen Yao, your braised fish is so delicious. Why don’t you just come live here from now on?” Song Linger said while eating.

“What are you thinking?” Xiao Shun looked up and glared at her.

Sometimes Song Linger spoke without thinking. Her intention was to praise Wen Yao’s cooking skills, but what followed was somewhat inappropriate.

The Wen family was an influential cultivator clan in the north. Wen Yao was a young miss from such a family after all. How could this girl want to make her a cook?

“I didn’t mean it that way. I just meant Sister Wen Yao’s cooking is delicious.” She immediately realized her words were improper and quickly explained.

“With such a big villa, Linger can get whatever you want to eat delivered to you. Who needs me? If you like it then eat more. If you want to eat anything else, just tell me. I have nothing to do recently anyway.” Wen Yao didn’t mind at all and happily said with a smile.

“Then I won’t stand on ceremony.” Song Linger’s eyes curved into a smile.

Just then, Wen Yao’s phone rang. She looked at the caller ID display and saw it was Wen Yan calling. She picked up the phone.

“Wen Yan…”

“Wen Yao, where have you been dead these past two days? You didn’t even let us know? What will we tell the family when we go back if you die outside?”

Wen Yao had just opened her mouth when Wen Yan on the other end interrupted and started scolding her in a barrage.