Eternal Son-in-law

"Patriarch, that Sect Leader Huang is an outsider. Let him come here —"    

"That's right, that Huang Qide Sect is not some proper and upright sect. We need to keep an eye out for them."    

The group of elders immediately hesitated.    

"Are you teaching my father something?"    

The middle-aged man's gaze shifted to the side, causing seven to eight old men to hurriedly kneel and beg for forgiveness.    

"Forget it, no wonder they sent for Yellow Mane." The white-haired old man waved his hand. The seven or eight old men all retreated as if a burden had been lifted off their shoulders.    

"These people can only be Death Soldiers. As dogs, they are far from worthy." He turned around and said to the middle-aged man.    

"If it's not because this Ice And Fire Spring is too savage, the six core elders can give it a try." The middle-aged man said.    

"Zhantian!"    

The white-haired old man sighed and shook his head, "Those six little fellows were all brought up by me. Of those six, which one died, I regret everything."    

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded, "I don't know when this Ice And Fire Spring will be exhausted, but I believe that the day when my Hsiao family will command China will be right in front of my eyes!"    

Hsiao Hee did his best to suppress his aura and hid in a hidden corner. Through the rustling of the snow, he could barely hear the conversation between the two.    

The seven or eight elders that had just passed were actually all Golden Core Stage experts!    

Furthermore, Hsiao Hee felt a sense of threat from the middle-aged man.    

This person should be the current Patriarch of Hsiao family, Xiao Zhantian, right?    

His cultivation base was probably at the middle or even late stage of the Aurous Core stage.    

On the white-haired old man's body, Hsiao Hee could not feel any hint of the related realm.    

It was just like an ordinary person, but Hsiao Hee knew that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person.    

He had seen too many of these situations in the Immortal Cultivation World.    

When a martial artist's cultivation realm was much higher than another's, the other person would be unable to detect what realm that martial artist was in.    

Furthermore, even Hsiao Hee was unable to see that the old man in front of him had spiritual energy on him.    

What realm was this?    

He was probably half a step into the Nascent Soul Stage …    

"Nascent Soul Stage."    

Hsiao Hee muttered to himself and looked around.    

An old Daoist wearing an earthen yellow robe swaggered into the range of the Yin Yang bipolar eye.    

Seeing that, Hsiao Hee frowned.    

Yet another expert of Golden Core Stage!    

What was going on?    

Hsiao Hee only felt that he had snuck into the Hsiao family Forbidden Area today, just like how Columbus had discovered the new continent.    

It was truly an eye-opener!    

Compared to the people here, the clans and powers outside were as weak as ants.    

As for this yellow-robed old Daoist Priest, he had a shifty expression and looked extremely relaxed. It was as if he was not affected at all by the Yin and Yang Polarity Eyes.    

He walked in front of the two old men and cupped his hands.    

"Brother Xiao!"    

"Nephew!"    

Obviously, although this old Daoist Priest's strength was more than one head lower than the Hsiao family father and son duo, his seniority was not low.    

Being called a good nephew, Xiao Zhantian's face did not change much as he cupped his hands towards the old Daoist.    

On the other hand, the white-haired old man smiled, "It's been five years. Brother Huang, we meet again."    

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, "Have you brought the items?"    

"Of course!" Elder Huang straightforwardly waved his hand.    

Soon after, he fished out a small bag from his robe and placed it in the old man's hand.    

"There are sixteen Yin-Yang Jade Pendants in total. This is a treasure that I have been working on for five years day and night to create."    

In five years, he had produced 16!    

One could see how precious the treasures in the small bag were!    

As expected, when he heard there were 16 pills, Xiao Zhantian was clearly overjoyed.    

Even the face of the old man, who had always been carefree, changed.    

They still remembered that time five years ago, when the production of only seven pellets was pitifully low.    

Hsiao Hee was hidden in the dark, and he was staring at the small cloth bag without blinking.    

He had just heard about the Yin Yang Jade Pendant.    

From what the elder had said, this Yin-Yang Jade Pendant seemed to be some sort of protective tool used to resist the fire and ice poison and enter the Yin Yang bipolar eye.    

The yellow-robed old man stood beside the Yin and Yang essences, squinted his eyes, and observed for a while before he started to laugh.    

"Brother Xiao, the power this Ice And Fire Spring contains is already greatly weakened compared to thirty years ago. It seems that it won't be long before it approaches exhaustion."    

"Oh?" The white-haired old man's face lit up, "Are you serious, Brother Huang?"    

The yellow-robed old Daoist nodded his head, "That's right, our Ice And Fire Spring is already in the weakened state. I can sense that in at most three to five years, at most ten years, our Ice And Fire Spring will definitely be exhausted!"    

"Ten years …" The white-haired old man's face was filled with joy.    

For a cultivator like him who had lived for several hundred years, twenty years was nothing but a flick of a finger.    

After the yellow-robed old man left, the space around the two of them returned to silence.    

After a long moment passed, the white-haired old man finally spoke.    

"Zhantian, when the Yin Yang bipolar eye is finished — —"    

Xiao Zhantian, who was beside him, immediately understood, "Father, I understand. This Huang Qide Sect cannot be left alive. When the time comes, I will order people to eliminate the roots."    

The white-haired old man nodded. His gaze once again fell on the Yin Yang bipolar eye in front of him.    

"If it wasn't for the fact that I was afraid that I would destroy these Yin Yang bipolar eyes and cause the spirit energy to explode, destroying my Hsiao family and foundation, hmph, why did father have to wait so long?" Xiao Zhantian snorted coldly.    

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn a boat. You have to —"    

Before the old man could finish his words, his gaze suddenly shot towards a certain direction like a knife.    

"Who's there?"    

As he spoke, the elder flicked his finger and a visible stream of pure energy shot out in an instant. It headed straight for Hsiao Hee, who was hidden in the darkness!    

This is bad!    

Hsiao Hee was surprised and his body suddenly rushed out from the shadows. He didn't give the two of them a chance to see his face and directly flew towards the direction of the cliff that he came from.    

"Leave him behind!" The white-haired old man shouted.    

"Where do you think you're going!" Zhantian roared.    

He started to run in a bold and bold manner. He could faintly hear the roar of a tiger.    

With every step he took, the snow underneath his feet would be blown up and he charged towards Hsiao Hee like a fierce tiger descending from the mountains.    

"Stay here for me!"    

Xiao Zhantian shouted angrily as he threw out a punch. His Spiritual Energy condensed into the shape of a tiger as it crazily bit at Hsiao Hee's back.    

Core Formation, external manifestation!    

A powerhouse at the final level of the Aurous Core Stage!    

Hsiao Hee's pupils shrank as he stretched out his two fingers and shouted!    

"Three hundred meters!"    

For a time, a clear roar resounded from the entire Immortal Pull Peak. The tiger's roar and dragon's roar spiraled in an intricacy that seemed to pierce through the clouds.    

Hsiao Hee did not dare to underestimate this fist. He had already used his full strength.    

He also did not expect that the Thousand Feet Divine Fist would actually have the "Everything within a hundred zhang" aura when he used his full strength!    

Boom!    

The surging force pierced through Xiao Zhantian's body. With his body as the center, the meat grinder like astral wind instantly occupied everything.    

"This is bad!"    

When the white-haired old man saw this, his expression changed greatly. He stomped his foot and his entire body flew high into the air.    

He held his son in his arms with one arm, and the wide sleeves on his right arm flapped!    

"Hiss ~ ~ ~"    

Countless ear-piercing screeches resounded through the night sky!    

The old man in white had managed to withstand part of the power of the Divine Punch!    

However, he was still too careless.    

Hsiao Hee's moves were not that simple!