The Crazy Son-In-Law

The cultivation of the gray-robed elder remained a mystery to Xiao Shun.

That peculiar movement technique was something even he, an Anterior Heaven cultivator, could not achieve.

However, Xiao Shun couldn’t be certain if the two individuals were the same person.

As he pondered, Miao Xiuyun spoke up, “Leader Xiao, it’s getting late. You must be tired. Please rest early.”

Nodding, Xiao Shun realized he had asked everything he needed to and decided it was best to rest.

Miao Xiuyun had been very considerate, arranging a room for him in the house with all bedding prepared. He could rest as soon as he entered.

Upon reaching the room on the second floor, Xiao Shun tightly closed the window and took out the Spirit Stones he had acquired.

As soon as the four Spirit Stones appeared, the room was lit up with dazzling colors.

Seeing the four glowing Spirit Stones, a smile appeared on Xiao Shun’s face.

In just a few days, he had gained immensely. He now possessed four of the five elemental Spirit Stones-gold, wood, water, fire, and earth-only missing a “Wood Spirit Stone” to complete the set and break through his current level.

Thinking about this, Xiao Shun murmured, “The spirit vein is guarded by Gu Clan members. If I go there, I’ll likely encounter Hidden Families’ people. With my current cultivation level, I might not gain much.”

He shook his head at his own thoughts.

“I’m only one Spirit Stone short. If I don’t take this risk now, who knows when I’ll complete the set?”

The Hidden Families controlled all Spirit Stones; none were available on the market. Only Silvermeadows managed to steal a few from Gu Clan using wooden boxes.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

The opportunity was right in front of him. Missing it would leave Xiao Shun with deep regret.

His cultivation had reached the peak of Anterior Heaven with no further progress possible. For someone like him, being unable to break through was tormenting.

“Forget it. I’ve come this far and only need one more Spirit Stone. Even if it’s dangerous ahead, I have to try!”

With a determined expression, Xiao Shun closed the wooden box containing the Spirit Stones.

Instantly, the brilliant light in the room vanished.

Pushing the box aside, he still didn’t feel like sleeping. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate and cultivate.

He had been practicing “Fight Book” for some time and was quite proficient in it now.

However, due to his insufficient level, he couldn’t fully utilize this profound technique and could only use its basics.

This was because of his Ethereal Essence; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to activate it at all.

After circulating his energy for two cycles, he glanced at his phone’s time.

He was surprised. “Half an hour for two cycles-that’s an astonishing speed compared to before!”

With such a powerful technique, Xiao Shun felt his recovery speed would be at least twice as fast as ordinary martial artists.

He marveled, “I wonder where Master got this incredible technique. I’ve just started and already gained so much. What will it be like when I reach higher levels?”

Standing up and opening a window, Xiao Shun lit a cigarette and gazed deeply toward the west.

The night was deep.

But in sight were endless mountains and lush forests.

Meanwhile, in another village dozens of miles from Silvermeadows…

A young man in a green robe hurried into a brightly lit hall and looked pale as he glanced at the middle-aged man sitting in the center.

“Chief, Elder Qingfeng and Young Master are back!”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man with tiger-like eyes smiled lightly.

“Heh, have those Silvermeadows elders been executed?”

This man was Miao A’man, one of three leaders equal in status to Miao Xiuyun and chief of Bronzemeadows!

The young man hesitated for a moment before speaking nervously. “Chief, Young Master and Elder Qingfeng are both seriously injured!”

“What!”

A roar echoed through the room as an invisible pressure made the young man tremble in fear.

Ignoring the terrified clansman, Miao A’man quickly headed towards the village entrance.

Though it was late at night, Bronzemeadows was brightly lit.

From a distance, Miao A’man saw several elders gathered at the village entrance with angry expressions.

Seeing him approach, they respectfully greeted him.

“Chief!”

Nodding without expression, Miao A’man quickly reached two stretchers where Miao Qingfeng and Miao Rulong lay unconscious with severe injuries.

Especially Miao Rulong-his face pale as paper-shaking uncontrollably even while unconscious from severe poison backlash evident at first glance.

“Take them for treatment immediately,” Miao A’man instructed a tall elder after examining their injuries briefly.

“Yes, Chief!”

The elder wasted no time and led others to carry the wounded towards an old healer’s residence swiftly.

The remaining people followed Miao A’man to the village council hall where they took their seats solemnly before he asked grimly,

“What happened?”

Tonight’s operation was supposed to be foolproof; spies reported that Silvermeadows’ elders were heavily injured while Bronzemeadows and Redmeadows joined forces-a seemingly perfect plan gone awry!

Instead of capturing any Silvermeadows elders as planned-they lost two men themselves! How could Miao A’man not be shocked?

“Elder Qingfeng and Young Master were injured by a mysterious person,” explained Elder Miao Song after recounting everything he’d heard accurately despite second-hand information being complete enough for clarity,

Miao A’man’s eyelids twitched wildly upon hearing this-disbelief etched across his face muttering,

“A single move defeated both Elder Qingfeng and Young Master while severely injuring them?”

Though neither were top-tier among Meadowfolks-they were still formidable masters of gu techniques respected even by Anterior Heaven cultivators!

Yet somehow-a twenty-something youth easily overcame their combined efforts inflicting serious injuries?

What nonsense!?

“No way!” roared Miao A’man furiously, Elder Miao Qiong sighed helplessly seeing his reaction.

“Chief-we didn’t believe it either initially but facts speak for themselves leaving us no choice but acceptance…”