[Pleading for votes.]
An invisible aura pressed down on Yunxiu. He was no longer the child he was six years ago.
He was no longer afraid in the face of Hun Tiandi's powerful might. He would no longer be unable to endure and kneel down.
Hun Tiandi looked at Hun Xiu, who was still calm under his powerful aura, and nodded in satisfaction. "Very good."
Immediately after, he did not restrain his aura. Instead, he poured out all of his aura and pressed down on Yunxiu.
Yun Xiu, who was originally calm and composed, had an ugly expression under her mask when she sensed the boundless might that was as vast as the ocean.
At this moment, his legs could not help but slowly bend and his body began to tremble.
Clang. In the end, Yunxiu could not withstand Hun Tiandi's aura and knelt down again.
The ground caved in.
Hun Tiandi looked at the kneeling Yunxiu and said indifferently, "It's been two years. You don't seem to have made much progress in these two years."
"Xiu 'er is ashamed."
Yunxiu lowered his head and said indifferently.
Indeed.
In these two years, he did not make much progress. His strength also did not increase much.
In these two years, he had been nurturing the Heavenly Fire. Once the nurturing of the Heavenly Fire was complete, wouldn't it be easy to refine the Heavenly Fire and increase his strength?
He did not want Hun Tiandi to know about nurturing the Heavenly Fire. Other than himself, he would not tell this secret to anyone else.
Who did not have a little secret?
"Get up!"
Hun Tiandi retracted his terrifying aura. Yunxiu felt his body become lighter. The weight on his body disappeared.
Yunxiu stood up slowly. "Thank you, father."
Hun Tiandi said, "Your strength did not increase this time. Instead, you brought back three good women. Are you preparing to start a harem?"
"Uh …"
Upon hearing this, Yunxiu lowered his head and said, "Xiu 'er doesn't dare."
Hun Tiandi said, "I'll say it again. After you marry the little girl from the ancient clan, you can do whatever you want."
"Before that, you have to learn to restrain yourself. You're still young. To you, women may be an uncontrollable temptation.
When you reach my level, you'll understand that women are nothing but pink skeletons. "
"Men should aspire to rule the world."
"Xiu 'er understands."
Yun Xiu lowered her head and said, but in her heart, she murmured, "You, an old driver, and I, a virgin, say that women are all pink skeletons. Do you think I will believe it?"
"You've already had enough fun. Is it really appropriate to tell me, someone who hasn't started yet?"
"It's good that you understand."
Hun Tiandi nodded. He turned around and did not continue to make a fuss about the three women Hun Xiu had brought back. He said, "Given your strength, it won't be a problem for you to be the Young Master. However, you still have to go through the formalities."
"Xiu 'er understands." Hun Xiu nodded hurriedly.
"Okay."
"Since you're back, I'll leave the back of the mountain to you."
With that, Hun Tiandi disappeared from the peak of the mountain, leaving Hun Xiu alone.
…
The news of Hun Xiu's return spread like wildfire among the younger generation.
Hun Feng muttered after hearing the news, "He's finally willing to come back. I thought he had died outside. I wonder if he has the strength to win the once-in-a-decade Young Master Competition."
"I'm really looking forward to it."
"What?"
"Big brother is back?"
Hun Yu could not help but feel a little surprised after learning that Hun Xiu had returned. He immediately stopped training and prepared to visit Hun Xiu in Hun Xiu's small courtyard.
…
In a courtyard.
In a large hall.
The younger generation of the Hun clan between the ages of twenty and thirty were gathered here. There were over a dozen of them. The one sitting at the highest position was a handsome man in blue clothes.
The man was cultured and elegant. His demeanor was extraordinary. He sipped his tea and gave one the impression of a scholar.
This handsome man in blue clothes was called Hun Bufan. He was the other leader of the younger generation of the Hun clan.
At the same time, Hun Bufan was the current Young Master of the Hun clan. His strength had reached the Dou Sheng class.
Ten years ago.
Hun Bufan had won the once-in-a-decade Young Master Competition and became the Young Master of the Hun clan.
He had obtained a frightening amount of training resources and was now one of the top experts in the continent.
He was the pride of the younger generation of the Hun clan.
A lady in a purple dress stood up in the hall. The lady had an exquisite appearance and a tall figure. Her body emitted an extraordinary aura.
The lady was called Hun Dongmei. At the same time, she was also an outstanding existence among the younger generation. She slowly said, "Brother Fan, I heard that the son of the clan leader, Hun Xiu, has returned."
"So what if he has returned." Hun Bufan faintly replied.
He did not take Hun Xiu seriously.
In Hun Bufan's eyes, Hun Xiu might be outstanding and exceptionally talented. However, Hun Xiu had only trained for a short period of time and was not a threat to his position as the Young Master. He was not a cause for concern.
At this moment, a lady in a green dress also stood up and said, "Brother Fan, this Hun Xiu is not simple. Brother Fan, you have to be careful in this Young Master Competition."
Hun Bufan faintly said, "Ling 'er, Dongmei, isn't he just a younger brother who hasn't even grown out his hair?
Don't worry too much. I still have the victory in this Young Master Competition in my hands. "
"If he wants to take the position of the Young Master, he will have to wait another ten years!"
"After ten years, I will no longer be part of the younger generation. Naturally, I can give it to him."
His tone was full of confidence.
Immediately, he changed the topic and asked, "How is Hun Bulang doing?"
"I heard that he has come out of seclusion. He seems to be full of confidence in this Young Master Competition." Hun Dongmei faintly replied.
"Full of confidence?"
"With me around, he still wants to take the Young Master Competition?
Dream on! "When Hun Bufan heard this, he said disdainfully.
Hun Bulang was a genius from the same generation as him. However, he had always been second place. With Hun Bufan suppressing him, he could not do anything.
"That's right. With my Brother Fan around, Hun Bulang, Hun Xiu are no match for my Brother Fan."
In the hall, a man in a black robe stood up. His surname was Hun and his name was Aotian.
His name was Hun Aotian.
"That's right. When Brother Fan appears, who dares to compete with him? Among the younger generation, Brother Fan is said to be invincible. Who dares to say that he will not lose?"
…
As soon as Hun Aotian finished speaking, the rest of the people in the hall quickly echoed and flattered Hun Bufan.
Only Hun Dongmei and Hun Ling 'er did not say anything. In their opinion, Hun Bufan was a little too arrogant and overconfident.
However, when they thought about his current strength and status, it seemed reasonable for him to be a little arrogant. After all, he had the right to be arrogant.
The strength of the top powerhouse in the continent and the title of Young Master of the Hun Clan were enough to make Hun Bufan arrogant.
However, in this Young Master Competition, if Hun Bufan underestimated Hun Xiu, he would definitely suffer a great loss.
At least in Hun Ling 'er and Hun Dongmei's opinion, Hun Xiu had already caught up with them.