C2 (1/2)

”Heh heh, what else could it mean? Yun Fan, you cannot cultivate the Genuine Qi, although the disciples of the clan do not dare to say it openly, they all know in their hearts that you are just a piece of trash. If your body is crippled, could it be that your brain is crippled as well? Can't you see that I'm following Sister Yujiao? ”

Yun Hui didn't seem like he was joking. Yun Fan's heart sank.

Follow Yun Yujiao?

A direct descendant of a genius disciple, and now he wanted to follow a side branch disciple?

Yun Hui's eyes were high on top. If Yun Yujiao did not have absolute strength, he would not have made such a decision.

”Yujiao's Inherent Skill and comprehension ability is indeed not bad. In terms of martial skills, she is better than you. But in terms of power, he's just a level higher than you. You are a direct disciple and are younger than Yujiao. Wait until next year, your strength will not be any weaker than Yujiao's … ”

Yun Fan had just finished speaking when he started laughing.

”Yun Fan, you are really stupid! Sister Yujiao had already broken through the eighth level of Body Tempering Stage a year ago and now, she was at the ninth level of Body Tempering Stage. Amongst the Yun Family disciples, including me, no one was a match for her one move. You're the only one in the entire family who doesn't know.

She was sure that she would enter a second-rate sect this time. With his talent, he would be able to become an elite disciple in less than a year after entering a second-rate sect. Many disciples of the family wanted to follow her. If it wasn't for my abilities being decent, they wouldn't have had the chance to do so.

It's laughable that you kept teaching her martial arts. But that's right, the Falling Leaf Sword Arts was left behind by the Patriarch. If you don't teach her, no one can. She had learned now that she was stronger. And you are just a piece of trash! ”

's expression changed. Up until now, the strength Yun Yujiao displayed in front of him had always been at the seventh level of Body Tempering Stage. If it really was as Yun Hui had said, then Yun Yujiao had been lying to him for these past few years.

Cultivation stages were divided into Body Tempering Stage, Congenital Stage, Essence Accumulation Stage, Transcending Mortality Stage, Fusion Stage … Each realm was divided into nine levels.

If the young generation was able to break through the seventh level of Body Tempering Stage, then they would already be considered a genius. Breaking through the Congenital Stage, forget about the family, even the entire Cloud City was considered an extreme genius.

”What did you say!”

Yun Fan clenched his fists tightly, filled with anger.

”Yun Fan, the reason why others don't dare to do anything to you is only because you are the son of the Patriarch. But that won't work for me. You are direct, and so am I. Your father is the head of the family, haha, once. But my father is an elder. In the clan, my status isn't any lower than yours.

Although the family's rule is that you inherit the position of the family head, that is only in the past. As long as Sister Yujiao enters a second-rate sect next month, the Third Elder will become the Patriarch. At that time, the question will be whether or not you can stay in Yun Family. ”I'm warning you, don't be so shameless. If you come up again, I will directly throw you out!”

Yun Hui leaned on the door with disdain.

Many years ago, when he knew that Yun Fan was unable to cultivate Genuine Qi, he wanted to be number one in the clan. He didn't expect Yun Yujiao to be so strong, and since he couldn't be number one, he decided to follow suit.

This was the only way he could have the same cultivation environment as Yun Yujiao; otherwise, when Yun Yujiao enters a second-rate sect, the difference between them would become larger and larger.

Pui!

”Trash is trash. If the family gives me your cultivation resources, I won't be weaker than Sister Yujiao!” Yun Hui spat in contempt.

Cluck cluck!

Yun Fan gritted his teeth. He did not believe Yun Yang's words. But he still wanted to hear Yun Yujiao say it out loud.

”Yun Yujiao, are you planning to never see me again?” Yun Fan said loudly.

”Trash, shut up!” Yun Hui took a step forward, and just as he was about to step forward, he heard Yun Yujiao's voice from behind him.

”Enough, Yun Hui. Let her in! ”

Entering the courtyard, Yun Fan saw Yun Yujiao cultivating at the side of the courtyard. She had heard everything, had even seen it all. She slowly walked to the side of the chair and sat down, looking like she was in a superior position.

”What are you trying to say?”

His words were ice-cold, like a completely different person. Yun Fan's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, as cold as ice.

”Tell me, are you with me because of my sword technique?” Yun Fan went forward and grabbed Yun Yujiao's arms, and said angrily.

”Hehe, since you know, there's no need to hide it anymore. Of course I'm doing it for the sword, do you think I'm doing it for you! I've learned everything I can with Yun Family, except the sword style that the Patriarch can learn. If I wasn't with you, how could I have the chance to learn? Didn't you wholeheartedly want to be the head of the family? Don't tell me you don't even understand this? ”

Yun Yujiao pushed Yun Fan away with his hands, causing him to retreat three or four steps.

”But you know that the Patriarch's position is reserved by my dad for me.” Yun Fan shouted.

”I know!” Yun Yujiao said coldly.

”You also know that the reason why I don't stop cultivating is to one day become the head of the family and strengthen my family.” Yun Fan's voice became louder.

”I know!” Yun Yujiao was still as cold as ice.

”Then why did you do it? ”Why?” Yun Fan could no longer hold it in and roared loudly.

Yun Yujiao suddenly stood up and stared arrogantly at Yun Fan.

Why?” Yun Fan, don't you think your words are laughable? This world relied on strength to speak. Without strength, one was just a piece of trash. Apart from the sword art, you don't have the slightest bit of true qi. Fallen Leaf Sword, a Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique. If it was put into your hands, it would be a waste of a heavenly resource. In my hands, he is a sharp sword. A high rank martial skill belongs to the genius, not the trash.

”For this, you've been lying to me? Is your feelings for me faked? ”

The same person suddenly became so unfamiliar. Every word was like a knife stabbing into his heart. It was painful, very painful.