Godly Conceited Son-in-law

Guan Yang had once heard his master, Master, Master Mystic One, inadvertently mention the Northern Changbai incident. It was said that thousands of years ago, Changbai in the north was a barren land without any spiritual energy. Later on, with the constant changes of the world, Changbai in the north also underwent great changes. However, in such a place, endless spiritual qi was born.    

Later on, after several dynasties of prosperity and destruction in the Central Plains of Yuzhou, the barren land of Changbai in the north finally came into sight once more.    

"When the previous dynasty opened, the next generation moved to the capital."    

An enlightened ruler had discovered this land of feng shui. After careful deliberation, he had made up his mind to bear the huge risks and move his country to another city.    

Because of the unusually severe climate of the northern region, the ancient architects built the capital a hundred miles to the north. Although it was not close to the northern borders of Changbai City, the entire capital had been able to operate in peace for several hundred years thanks to the good fortune it had brought. The people at the prince's feet saw the splendor of the white, and thus left behind many beautiful legends.    

Thus, the successive monarchs had built the capital about a hundred kilometers from Changbai City. From generation to generation, nothing had changed.    

The first time Guan Yang had entered this city, which was resting at the foot of the Long White Mountain in the north, he had already felt the spiritual qi coming from it. Although it was not considered rich, but compared to other cities, the Fourth Level City was undoubtedly the most suitable place for martial arts cultivators.    

While Guan Yang was thinking, a call suddenly pulled him back.    

"Guan Yang, I've never been able to figure out a problem."    

He tilted his head to look at the doubt on He Hongguang's benevolent face. He frowned and said in a low voice, "President He, if you have something to say, just say it. I'm not the type of person who likes to beat around the bush!"    

Upon hearing this answer, He Hongguang swept the expression on his face and resumed his previous benevolent smile.    

"Guan Yang, the gate of the Fourth Level University is so tightly guarded. There are restrictions placed on the surrounding walls. Logically speaking, aside from entering through the main entrance, there was no other opportunity! "Hehe, what kind of evil art did you use to get into Fourth Level University?"    

Hearing this question, Guan Yang's heart skipped a beat. But he quickly reacted. He narrowed his eyes and a profound smile hung on the corner of his mouth.    

"President He, if you ask this young master any other questions, this young master will definitely answer them all." However, this question... "Forgive me for not being able to tell you!"    

"Guan Yang, you …"    

For a moment, the smile on He Hongguang's face froze. He was as terrifying as a black eggplant.    

Guan Yang naturally saw He Hongguang's expression clearly, but it didn't intimidate him at all. He even felt extremely excited. After all, to be able to beat the principal of the dignified Fourth Level University was quite an amazing feat.    

After this small incident, He Hongguang had obviously spoken less.    

The group continued until they arrived in front of an extremely elegant and independent building. Only then did his dark, purplish complexion ease up.    

He Hongguang stood still in front of the house and turned around to look at Guan Yang. His eyes were shining brightly.    

He patted the subordinate beside him and the two of them whispered to each other. Then, they forced out a smile and walked over to Guan Yang.    

"Guan Yang, we're here!" I've already gone to call Elder Huang, just wait here for a while. "    

Upon hearing these words, Guang Yang narrowed his eyes as the corner of his mouth slightly raised. His face revealed a cold and disdainful smile.    

Guan Yang, who was standing outside the door, had just lit up the cigarette in his hand. From this simple and elegant building, a thin, spry old man with a head full of white hair walked out.    

Judging by his appearance, he was very close to the age of nothingness. However, the expression on his face was like that of a young man. In addition to his loose white robe, when the wind blew, he even gave off the feeling of a transcendent being.    

Before Guan Yang could say anything, the old man who had rushed out to welcome him stretched out his hand in joy. Because of the etiquette, no matter how reluctant Guan Yang was, he still extended his hand out.    

However, when Guan Yang felt the power from the old man's hand, he couldn't help but to take a deep breath.    

When men shook hands with each other, they would inevitably have to secretly compete with each other. Thus, Guan Yang had prepared his mind beforehand. However, when he tightly held the old man's hand, he still felt that he had underestimated his opponent.    

"This damned old man, ate his kidney treasure?" "Where did all this strength come from!"    

After a simple exchange of blows, the elder faced Guan Yang as he headed towards the building.    

After entering the room, Guan Yang looked at the simple arrangement in front of him and couldn't help but feel suspicious.    

Other than a simple table and four chairs, there was practically nothing else in this huge room. The only ornament in the room was a word hanging on the wall.    

"Everything has a spirit?"    

Standing in front of the words, Guan Yang couldn't help but mutter in a low voice. Huang Tiangang, who was at the side, merely smiled as he sat down on a chair in front of the table, slowly fiddling with the fragrant tea in his hands.    

"What is it? Do you even know anything about calligraphy and painting? " He Hongguang asked with a smile on his face.    

Guan Yang smiled and waved his hand. He said in a low voice, "It's just a little bit of skin. It's nothing."    

Hearing this, Huang Tiangang, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly clapped.    

"Great!" "He is indeed a genius. Not only do martial artists far surpass others of the same age, but even the fragrance of the fruit is related to him."    

After saying that, Huang Tiangang made a gesture of invitation towards Guan Yang. Even though Guan Yang knew himself to be a junior, he still fearlessly followed Huang Tiangang's hand gesture and sat down on a chair.    

Lifting his cup and taking a sip of the rich and fragrant tea, Guan Yang instantly felt much more refreshed. He lifted his head and saw Huang Tiangang sitting across him, staring at him with a smile on his face. Guan Yang felt a little uncomfortable, so he coughed lightly and put down the wooden teacup in his hand.    

"Elder Huang, I've heard a lot about you!"    

Hearing this, Huang Tiangang's face revealed a surprised expression as he looked expectantly at Guan Yang.    

"Oh? From what you're saying, could it be that you know me from before? "    

Guan Yang smiled as he looked at Huang Tiangang with reverence and said in a low voice, "Elder Huang's reputation has long spread throughout Huaxia, how could we not know of him?"    

He Hongguang, who was standing behind Huang Tiangang, rolled his eyes at Guan Yang as he thought to himself, "This brat Guan Yang is such a scumbag. I didn't know him earlier, but in the blink of an eye, I've already heard about him. "Humph, smooth talker!"