AST 1939 - One Move, Heavenly Vision Technique (1/2)
Elder Sikong’s face flushed red. No one ever dared to treat him this way despite being scolded before. Moreover, the crowds were huge and influential here. Therefore, the old guy was extremely offended and pointed at Qing Shui, he was at loss for words.
At that moment, a middle-aged man stood up beside Elder Sikong and proclaimed, “Dad, why bother with a wimpy kid like him, let me give him a lesson on behalf of you.”
The man was Sikong Fan, the youngest son of Elder Sikong. He was also the most successful and talented one. He was also expected to be the one who could go the furthest in the Sikong Clan’s history. This was a man with various titles and nobility, an almost legendary man.
Sikong Fan started practicing sword when he was three, displayed his budding talent at seven, was almost a Xiantian warrior at twelve, and achieved the Martial King level at sixteen. Currently, he was already a strong Divine warrior and he was not even a hundred years old. A very young Divinity.
Sikong Clan was from the Sikong Dynasty, one of the Dynasty under the Great Confucian Empire which was quite powerful. It was in the top three among many other Dynasties in the Great Confucian Empire. The Great Confucian Empire had to control and suppress the Dynasties despite being on guard against the nearby Empires.
Sikong Clan had been waiting for the opportunity and could barely hold back as they saw the empty seat of the Great Confucian Empire. The Sikong Clan could reach a higher level within a brief period of time by controlling the resources of the Great Confucian Empire. In long-term, the outcome would be beyond imagination.
Sikong Fan appeared on the Sacred Royal Stage in a split second, but he did not take immediate action.
The Old Ancestor of Xia Clan only smiled and watched without talking. This situation was way too normal, it would only be abnormal if everything went smoothly.
“Qing Shui right, oh ya, Miraculous Physician Qing, why don’t you check my body and see if I need some therapy,” Sikong Fan smirked at Qing Shui. Not every Miraculous Physician would treat everyone’s illnesses. Sikong Fan had never sought medical treatment from Qing Shui. Looking at this overly young-looking man, he would rather believe that it was just a rumor.
Qing Shui smiled and looked at Sikong Fan, after a while, he said, “Your body doesn’t need therapy. If your dragon down there could raise its head, I believe you would be happier.”
The audience remained silent. Next, they burst out in laughter.
“Sikong Fan, so you’re handicapped. I’ve been wondering why would a perfect man like you stay single and have no kids at this age.”
“Sikong Fan, is that real?!”
“Was that guy kidding? They’re opposing one another anyway.”
“Exactly, could you diagnose infertility at one glance, there ain’t so many sterile men here. Sikong Fan should have treated this illness already if he really has it, with the Sikong’s background, there’s no illness they cannot cure.”
Elder Sikong’s expression changed at once while looking at his favorite youngest son as if he discovered something. However, he was back to normal very soon.
“Crap!” Sikong Fan screamed loudly.
“Haha, a young man should face his own disabilities like a man,” Qing Shui said with a smile.
The people below burst out in laughter. ‘What was he talking about?’, thought the people. Putting aside Sikong Fan’s illness, it was not even a mistake if he had it. Being asked to face his disabilities like a man, Sikong Fan would be extremely furious if his illness was true.
“You’re asking for death!”
Sikong Fan’s embarrassment turned into anger, he stared at Qing Shui in rage. At this moment, everyone could sense something fishy. The crowd began to question Sikong Fan’s qualification as a real man. Suddenly, people looked at Sikong Fan with sympathy. Any powerful man would lose all of his glory once he lost his symbol of masculinity. Any ordinary man would sympathize with his condition.