Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Fang Hao complained indignantly, "Dad, Mom, that Fang Qingzhu is really too ungrateful, isn\'t she? We even allowed her to return to the Fang Family, yet not only did she refuse, but she also had Zhao Yu and Elder Yan drive us away. It\'s truly hateful!"

Liu Yun, too, had an aggrieved look and a venomous gleam in her eye, "That bastard is a white-eyed wolf, not valuing us at all!"

"Shut up!"

Fang Zheng snorted coldly, "Fang Qingzhu isn\'t the little girl that we could manipulate before; she now has the backing of Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi has gained the favor of that Elder Wang, who has unlimited prospects for the future."

That\'s the vice-principal of the Royal Martial Arts Academy!

A figure who could rank within the top ten throughout the entire Tianqing Kingdom.

If the Fang Family could connect with Elder Wang, not to mention dominating Nanhuang, it would even be possible to enter the royal capital and become one of the noble families of the Tianqing Kingdom.

Liu Yun said hatefully, "They really have stumbled upon good luck."

Fang Hao spoke with a worried face, "Dad, now that our family no longer has a warrior of the Divine Skills Realm to take charge, what shall we do in the future?"

In this world where the weak are prey to the strong, without absolute martial dominance, even owning a mountain of gold would be emptied out.

The Fang Family, being one of the four great families of Nanhuang City.

Their main advantage had been having Fang Tianhao, a powerful warrior of the Divine Skills Realm.

Now that Fang Tianhao had been killed, Fang Jin had perished, and Fang Qingzhu had been forced to leave the Fang Family.

It was a precarious situation!

Fang Zheng\'s sinister smile emerged, "Don\'t worry, I\'ve already planned everything. Fang Qingzhu thinks she can cast us aside with just the position of family head? Simply a fool\'s dream... Aren\'t they going to the capital? Once they leave, we will sell off our assets, take the money, and go to the capital to seek them out."

"Ah? Seek her out? She doesn\'t acknowledge us anymore, what\'s the point of going to her..." Liu Yun asked, puzzled.

Fang Zheng laughed loudly, "She\'s nothing but a bastard. It\'s only we who can abandon her, since when does she have the right to abandon us? Once we get to the capital, if she dares to ignore us, we will spread the news everywhere that Fang Qingzhu abandoned her parents and siblings to please Xiao Yi. \'A person\'s face is like the bark of a tree\'... As long as she wants to make it in the capital, she won\'t dare dismiss us. With their support, we can completely re-establish the Fang Family there in the capital..."

"So, we\'ll become nobility of the capital in the future?"

"Hahaha, Dad\'s plan is indeed the best!"

While the family of three was smugly pleased with their calculations, a frosty voice suddenly rang out, "You might not live to see that moment!"

"Huh?"

"Who?"

All three trembled, only to see Zhao Yu and Elder Yan stepping out from the darkness.

Hiss!

Their complexions suddenly changed.

All traces of sinister expression vanished from Fang Zheng\'s face, replaced by a hint of flattery and sycophancy, "Zhao Family Head, Elder Yan, may I ask why you have come late at night?"

"On the orders of Young Master Xiao, we\'re here to send you off to the netherworld!" Zhao Yu said calmly.

The hint of pity in Elder Yan\'s eyes had vanished upon hearing the conversation of the three, his expression turned ice cold as he said, "Such filthy creatures like you don\'t deserve to live in this world."

"No, you can\'t kill us, I am Fang Qingzhu\'s father..."

"Xiao Yi, Fang Qingzhu, you ungrateful white-eyed wolves..."

Elder Yan scoffed, "Kill them!"

He acted simultaneously with Zhao Yu.

Blood splattered, and three heads rolled in a pool of blood, their eyes wide with anger and filled with despair...

......

Three days later, Mingjian City.

This city lies on the essential path from Nanhuang to the royal capital, and with the Tianqing Kingdom\'s number one Sword Forging Family, Mingjian Manor, located within, hence its name.

This Sword Mountain Manor has been a swordsmithing family for generations.

Inside the manor, there\'s even a Sword Tomb.

Countless famous swords were nurtured within the Sword Tomb, especially half of the renowned top ten swords of the Tianqing Kingdom originated from there.

Each year, Sword Mountain Manor would open the Sword Tomb to the public. Anyone who pays ten thousand taels of silver could enter the Sword Tomb. If fated, they could obtain the acknowledgment of a primeval sword and take it away. Whenever the Sword Tomb opened, Mingjian City would be packed with people, attracting countless strong individuals from all over the Tianqing Kingdom.

On a wide imperial road.

Xiao Yi and Fang Qingzhu rode on tall horses, looking from afar at the majestic Mingjian City and the bustling crowd along the way. Fang Qingzhu sighed and said, "I\'ve long heard that the liveliest time in Mingjian City is when the Sword Tomb opens each year. I never expected that we\'d coincide with it!"

"The Sword Forging Skill of Sword Mountain Manor is indeed unparalleled in the Tianqing Kingdom. With half of the top ten famous swords coming from Sword Mountain Manor, naturally, there are many people who come for its fame," Xiao Yi nodded in agreement.

The two of them were originally traveling with Wang Zhiyuan.

But yesterday, Wang Zhiyuan received a secret missive from the Royal Martial Arts Academy and hurried away with Wang Xue\'er, leaving only the two of them behind.

"Xiao Yi, you have now reached the Spiritual Realm Cultivation. The Crimson Flame Chasing Wind Sword is no longer suitable for you as a weapon. Since it happens to be the time when the Sword Tomb is open, why don\'t we go take a look together?" Fang Qingzhu looked at Xiao Yi with a smile, her lips slightly curving up, revealing a sharp little canine tooth.

Xiao Yi thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, let\'s go see what this Sword Tomb is all about!"

After stepping into the Divine Skills Realm, a second-grade primeval weapon was indeed somewhat underpowered.

Especially after he had mastered Sword Intent, his requirement for a primeval weapon had become much more stringent.

If he could obtain a weapon that suited him, indeed, it could greatly increase his combat power.

The two made their way to the city and settled down at an inn before heading to Sword Mountain Manor.

The Sword Tomb would open at sunset.

After paying twenty thousand taels of silver and receiving the pass tokens at Sword Mountain Manor, they waited outside the Sword Tomb.

It was currently midday.

The scorching sun was high, baking the earth as Xiao Yi and his companion found a quiet shady spot to sit under a tree.

They had arrived early and it wasn\'t long before the square gradually filled with people, becoming a sea of heads.

Xiao Yi murmured, "Sword Mountain Manor is making a good business. Ten thousand taels per person, and there are at least a thousand people here... Just the entry fee alone nets them over ten million..."

A second-grade primeval weapon is worth over a hundred thousand taels of silver, while a third-grade one values at over a million taels.

However, each time the Sword Tomb opens, most that could be taken away are first and second-grade primeval weapons.

Third-grade primeval weapons are extremely rare, let alone those that rank among the top ten swords of the Tianqing Kingdom, which are fourth-grade primeval weapons. These appear only once in several decades; for Sword Mountain Manor, this is indeed a no-loss business.

"Hey, you two, get lost! This spot is mine now!" A chubby-faced young man appeared in front of them, with sweat drenching his body and an impatient expression as he urged them on.

Xiao Yi frowned and glanced at a small patch of shade beside them, saying, "Isn\'t there still space over there?"

"Who the hell are you to sit next to this young master?" the young man, with his Qi-Blood flowing like a torrent, had cultivated to the Third Layer of the Divine Passage Realm, looked down at him with arrogance,"Make yourself scarce, or don\'t blame this young master for not being polite!"

Fang Qingzhu slightly furrowed her brows, "We were here first, why should we give up our spot to you?"

"What a beautiful chick!"

The young man leered at Fang Qingzhu, his eyes lighting up, his face wearing a lascivious grin, "Beauty, you can stay. Later, you can give this young master a shoulder massage or something. As for you, you\'re like a dog and you think you deserve to sit next to such a beautiful girl? Get lost right now, or I\'ll throw you out myself!"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "Get lost!"

"Fuck, you\'re asking for it!"

Enraged, the young man\'s palm surged with vital energy as he struck towards Xiao Yi\'s head.

Boom!

Amidst a muffled collision, the young man was sent flying backward for a good ten meters, crashing to the ground with a thud. He knelt on the floor, covering his abdomen, howling in pain, continuously vomiting acid, his venomous gaze locked on Xiao Yi, "You... you\'re dead meat. I won\'t let this go..."

"If you don\'t leave now, I\'ll slaughter you!" Xiao Yi said coldly.

The young man\'s face turned ghostly pale, feeling chilled to the bone, not daring to delay any longer, he scrambled away in pain and embarrassment...