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10 Chapter 7: Blood is Thicker than Water
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Building number two, seventh floor of the five buildings located in the South Ninth District, it’s the southernmost structure, built near Bishui Lake. Off in the distance, there are undulating hills surrounding the lake waters and the sky filled with flowing white clouds.

“It’s surprising that such a fantastic house is unoccupied,” exclaimed Tang Luo. It seemed that time travel indeed had its perks.

He tested the floor with his foot, there was no sense of shaking. He couldn’t believe that this seven-story wooden building was so solidly built. Tang Luo was extremely satisfied.

Now, he just had to wait for the servitude from the mansion to move the living supplies into the room. What a luxurious life indeed, he thought to himself.

Tang Luo, sitting on the wooden bed, sighed and decided to have a chat with his younger brother.

Tang Xing had been intrigued by such an exotic architecture ever since he arrived, running around exploring, and if it wasn’t for Tang Luo calling him over, he’d probably still be out of sight.

Tang Luo instructed him, “Starting from tomorrow, you will be training with Tang Man and Tang Zheng.”

Tang Man and Tang Zheng were the sons of their third uncle, Tang Kuan, both were eleven and ten years old respectively, and were good friends of Tang Xing. Uncle Fu had mentioned that they had also arrived at the Martial Hall, they can be companions to Tang Xing, preventing him from feeling too lonely during training.

Tang Xing, presently looking out of the window at the Bishui Lake, turned around quickly upon hearing his brother’s words and asked, “Aren’t you training with me?” He was greatly disappointed, all this while, he had been under the impression that coming to the Martial Hall meant that he would be training with his brother.

Tang Luo couldn’t help but smile at his brother’s eager and hopeful look. He shook his head and explained, “My martial art technique does not need to be relearned, only the cultivation level needs to be restored. The Heavenly Pathway Technique should still be taught by the uncles in the Martial Hall.”

“Oh…ok then,” Tang Xing was slightly disappointed, but he nodded in agreement. The unwillingness on his face was quite evident. He quickly lifted his head and asked, “So, will you be having meals with me?”

His younger brother could be quite clingy at times, but still, he was very adorable.

Tang Luo smiled and walked towards the window. The nine-year-old was only as tall as his shoulders.

“Of course.” He ruffled his brother’s hair and looked at the distant green hills and white clouds.

…….

“Tang Luo has arrived at the Martial Hall.”

“Didn’t they say he lost all his cultivation due to his Innate Hollow Body?”

“I’m not sure, I heard it from others.” Tang Rong and Tang Yunying were whispering and gossiping.

…….

“Tang Luo has arrived at the Martial Hall.” Tang Hong said to the sweaty youngster standing in front of him.

the sweat off his face with his

luck. However, despite losing all his cultivation overnight, Tang Luo managed to

you going to greet him, elder brother?” Tang Hong said, his eyes filled with a teasing look because he knew his

his sweat-soaked training clothes onto the weapons rack, picking up the stone

reignite his martial heart was very impressive. There

…….

Steward’s room

with anger, glaring furiously at Chang Fu. He came here today to demand an explanation from

Mu Fei’s both palms hit Chang Fu’s table, creating

South Ninth District. You dare to assign it to someone else on your own? Don’t you respect me

District Ring Fight, an expert in the Mortal Realm. His powerful hands were famous in the streets. However, in order

treated with great respect. He was assigned to the sixth group of the Battle Hall, considering himself as one of the core battle powers in the Tang Family. He had spent a fortune and used a lot of persuasion to get the house from another martial artist

of accommodations and meals, didn’t give him any face. When he came to claim the house today, he was told

him. He had long been yearning for that house, especially the small window facing the lake. He had imagined numerous times the pleasure of pressing a woman against that window. Now, this old man had dared

assigned by the Steward’s room, it’s just that you came late, Master Mu,” Chang Fu calmly

mess with me. You better ask him to pack up and leave, and give the house back,” Mu Fei looked down on the obsequious Chang Fu, pointing at his nose, and with another palm,

towards Mu Fei, “Master Mu, that really can’t be done. Once the Steward’s room assigns a house, we can’t take

martial artists who were stronger or just as strong. No one had ever been so obliging in front of him, which almost made him forget about the time he had to fight from one end of the street to the

the main hall of the Tang Clan, not the familiar streets of his past. He spat on the ground with contempt in his eyes and said, “Can’t take it

heavy. Most inhabitants of the South Ninth District were martial artists of different surnames. The newcomer moving in today was just another one. Mu Fei was confident in his ability to force the newcomer to

streets, showing no concern for consequences. He decided to head straight to confront the person who had taken his

hand that was pressed on the table. The mighty force nearly crushed

was unable to move it no matter how hard he tried. And the pressure on his palm seemed to be increasing continuously, his bones beginning to make creaking noises

to Chang Fu and angrily said: “What are you

unsuccessfully to intimidate the now

other hand towards Mu Fei’s head, as if planning to slay him under

immediately deployed his strongest palm strike, aiming at the palm that was

staggeringly powerful. It could crush boulders without a doubt, and it was this iron palm strike that had gained Mu Fei his formidable

met, and Chang Fu casually slapped away the greenish-black Monument Breaking Hand as if it was a mere mosquito. Mu

of death. The opponent’s palm was extraordinarily mighty. It was evident that his cultivation and palm technique were

also dispersed the spiritual power on his hand. The overpowering force numbed

unable to utter a plea for mercy as he saw Chang Fu’s palm getting

“Whizz!”

“Bang!”

overpowering force threatening to shatter his skull. The dents with handprints on the table, pressed by him earlier, sent

Housekeeper Chang, please!” he