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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.

Tang Peng wiped the sweat off his face with his training clothes. He

a genius was well-known among their generation, but Tang Peng had always looked down on him, considering his talent as nothing more than luck.

with a teasing look because he

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

and being able to reignite his martial heart was very impressive. There was no need for

…….

Steward’s room

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

“slam,” Mu Fei’s both palms hit Chang Fu’s table, creating a loud

house in the South Ninth District. You dare to assign it to someone else on

the runner-up in this year’s North District Ring Fight, an expert in the Mortal Realm. His powerful hands were famous in the streets. However, in order to please an attractive actress from the Tianxiang Building, he offended a passing ranger

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 who had

give him any face. When he came to claim the house

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 to interfere with his

assigned by the Steward’s room, it’s just that you came late,

You better ask him to pack up and leave, and give the house back,” Mu Fei looked down on the obsequious Chang Fu, pointing

the table that now bore three handprints and lowered his head respectfully towards Mu Fei, “Master Mu, that really can’t be done. Once

had only encountered 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

not the familiar streets of his past. He spat on the ground with contempt in his eyes and said, “Can’t take it back, huh? What about if he

different surnames. The newcomer moving in today was just another one. Mu Fei was confident in his

the streets, showing no concern for

Fei’s left hand that was

a mountain. He 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

brave, Mu Fei turned to Chang

the now furious housekeeper with

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

Hand!” Terrified, Mu Fei did not have time to think. He immediately deployed his strongest palm strike,

giving it an iron-like feel. The strike was staggeringly powerful. It could crush boulders without a doubt,

the greenish-black Monument Breaking Hand as if

felt a chilling fear of death. The opponent’s palm was extraordinarily mighty.

but also dispersed the spiritual power

by a tsunami of fear and regret, Mu Fei was unable to utter a plea for mercy as he saw Chang Fu’s palm getting closer and

“Whizz!”

“Bang!”

was smashed onto the table, the overpowering force threatening to shatter his skull. The dents with handprints on

Chang,