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Chapter 86: Father and Son Reunited
Chapter 86: Father and Son Reunited
"Fifteen Li Realm?!"
Li Wushuang's pupils constricted in shock, her mind buzzing with disbelief. She was completely dazed.
Her entire body was immobilized by an invisible force, so tight that she couldn't even turn over.
This was a complete Realm-level suppression.
She shouted in anger and fear, "Bastard, let me go!"
"That's what your brother used to call me."
Yesterday, Li Wushuang had been seething with anger, but she didn't know that Li Hao wasn't one to be pushed around either. Seeing her still speaking insolently, he slapped her repeatedly, each strike landing with bone-crushing force.
If not for the Object Control power supporting her from the other side, the force of those slaps would have cracked the ground.
Of course, for Li Wushuang at the Divine Wanderer Realm, she could endure it, but the pain made her bite her lip so hard that her eyes turned red.
"You, let me go!"
She struggled fiercely, her Divine Soul flying out to try to break free from Li Hao, but Li Hao's Divine Soul immediately pressed it back into her body, completely subduing her.
"Still not convinced?"
"You bastard!"
Li Hao delivered another round of slaps.
Suddenly, he heard muffled sobs coming from beneath his hand.
Li Hao was taken aback and looked down to see the once-proud daughter of the heavens, now with red eyes and tears streaming down her face, crying from the beating.
The cold and proud demeanor she had shown earlier was completely gone, like a graceful fairy who had stumbled from the mist and fallen into the mortal world.
Seeing this, Li Hao didn't raise his hand again. He said coldly, "Convinced yet?"
Li Wushuang lay sprawled across the horse's back, biting her lip stubbornly, but more tears fell from her eyes.
Li Hao wasn't swayed by this. He sneered, "Sister, if you don't admit defeat, do you think I won't strip you naked, seal your powers, and hang you on that tree branch?"
"!!"
Li Wushuang looked up at Li Hao in shock.
Could anyone really say something like that?
I'm your sister!!
Beside them, Li Yuanzhao was taken aback but then his eyes lit up slightly.
(o(*▽*)o)
Li Hao had no improper thoughts about Li Wushuang; he was purely trying to scare her. He sneered, "I'm counting to three!"
"You, you dare!" Li Wushuang's face turned pale, a mix of anger and fear in her eyes.
"Two!"
"You..."
"One!"
"I, I surrender!" Li Wushuang quickly said. She wasn't familiar with this cousin and couldn't read his temperament, so she was genuinely afraid.
Li Hao had expected this and gave a cold laugh. No matter how talented, she was still a sixteen-year-old girl, and this tactic was both simple and effective.
With a casual flick, he threw her away, no longer using Object Control to bind her.
Li Wushuang felt her body recover and immediately flipped to the ground, wiping away the tears on her face as she landed. She turned to look at Li Hao with a furious expression.
"Sister, you'd better not try to tattle."
Li Hao sat astride the Crimson Blood Horse, looking down at her with a casual, indifferent tone. "Don't provoke me again. If you come back with more nonsense, I'll make good on my threat next time."
Li Wushuang gritted her teeth. Even in the Thousand Mechanisms Sect, she had never suffered such humiliation or faced such a significant loss.
But what was even harder to accept was that this cousin, two years younger than her, had reached the Fifteen Li Realm?
His cultivation was a full Realm higher than hers. How was that possible?!
Hadn't her brother said he had a Waste Martial Body and only started cultivating smoothly at eight or nine years old?
From eight or nine to now, how many years was that?
Li Wushuang's mind was in turmoil. The events of today were as unbelievable as encountering a ghost.
"Sister, Hao Ge is right. Li Yun was the one who provoked him first. You're in the wrong, and you can't beat him anyway."
Li Yuanzhao tried to reason with her, noticing how she seemed to be hunched over, unable to straighten her back. He felt a bit sorry for her.
After all, before yesterday, he had been full of admiration for this elder sister, having heard so much about her great teacher and her accomplishments.
Li Wushuang gritted her teeth and glared viciously at the little fat boy. "Don't you dare speak so lightly!"
Li Yuanzhao was speechless. He had meant to offer genuine advice, but why did it come off as light-hearted?
But given her current mood, even a twig would get slapped if it touched her, so he didn't want to invite more trouble.
"Turns out you've been hiding all along. Did Second Uncle teach you personally?"
Li Wushuang glared at Li Hao, her face flushed with shame. Given their blood relation, she naturally didn't entertain any other thoughts; she simply felt humiliated from being beaten.
"None of your business!"
Li Hao snorted coldly, "If it were anyone else today, your recklessness would have gotten you killed!"
Li Wushuang clenched her teeth in rage. She had returned with the intention of seizing the True Dragon Position.
At the banquet yesterday, she had already clashed with Second Lady. Among the third generation, the most promising contenders were undoubtedly her and Li Qianfeng.
She had resolved to emulate an Ancestor, remaining unmarried for life and taking control of the Li Family.
But who would have thought that today, she would be brutally beaten by Li Hao.
"Stop pestering me, I don't have time for you."
Li Hao glanced at her, gently tugged the reins, and the Crimson Blood Horse trotted past her.
"You!"
Li Wushuang trembled with anger, tempted to strike back but held herself back. She had many cultivation techniques and secret skills from the Thousand Mechanisms Sect, but the gap between the Divine Wanderer Realm and the Fifteen Li Realm was too vast.
Just the Object Control Power alone made her immobile, rendering her numerous skills useless.
She would need to reach the Fifteen Li Realm herself to have a fair and equal match with Li Hao, to reclaim her pride.
Watching the two young men ride away, Li Wushuang's anger burned fiercely, but suddenly, a thought struck her.
He was only fourteen, yet he had reached the Fifteen Li Realm.
This... seemed to break Ninth Uncle's record!
Her pupils dilated, and a bolt of lightning seemed to strike her mind.
The invincible figure she had always looked up to... had been surpassed?
Her shock was interrupted by the fiery pain in her buttocks, and she instinctively covered it with her hand, only to see a trace of blood seeping through her skirt.
She bit her lower lip, feeling an inexplicable sense of injustice and humiliation, her eyes welling up with tears.
...
...
"Hao Ge, didn't you go a bit too far just now?"
After they had ridden some distance, Li Yuanzhao asked Li Hao with concern.
Though his eyes were small, he had caught a glimpse of the redness when they passed by.
"It's just a superficial injury. A bit of medicine, and she'll be fine in two days."
Li Hao said calmly, "I hit her hard for her own good. Didn't you see her attitude at last night's banquet? Early success isn't always a good thing. Surrounded by flattery, even a pig would get a big head and fail to see its flaws."
"She learned skills from the Thousand Mechanisms Sect, but she's been flattered for too long. It's better to correct her while she's still young. If she continues like this, she'll eventually face severe setbacks outside."
Li Yuanzhao was taken aback. He hadn't thought as deeply as Li Hao had.
But upon reflection, he realized Li Hao was right.
He couldn't help but admire Li Hao even more.
"Hao Ge, I notice that you always speak and act like one of our parents' generation", Li Yuanzhao said.
Li Hao glanced at him. With the soul of a man who had lived two lives, his mental age was indeed around the same as Fifth Uncle's. Thus, his actions had a touch of an elder teaching a younger generation.
He never saw these third-generation members as his equals.
This wasn't arrogance; it was simply a matter of mindset.
...
...
While Li Hao and Li Yuanzhao were on their way to Tan Palace Academy, Divine General Manor suddenly bustled with activity.
Li Wushuang had quietly returned to the manor, changed into a new set of clothes, and dug out the medicinal powder she used during her childhood training to treat her injuries. She applied the powder and wrapped herself in soft bandages.
Throughout the process, her resentment towards Li Hao deepened, but thinking about his cultivation made her feelings more complex.
She began to realize that she might have been in the wrong.
After applying the medicine and changing into new clothes, she heard the commotion outside. Curious, she immediately thought of Li Hao. Could it be that his cultivation had been discovered by her mother and the others?
But she hadn't told anyone yet.
When she stepped out of the courtyard and asked a servant, she learned that it wasn't about Li Hao at all, but rather the return of Marquis Xingwu, the guardian of Yanbei.
...
The news of Marquis Xingwu's return had already stirred the entire city of Qingzhou!
In this land of Qingzhou, the Li Family was a peerless power, and their ancient achievements were well-known to every citizen. Statues of the Li Family could be found everywhere, and four Martial Temples had been built in their honor.
The common folk in other cities might not have as deep an impression of Divine General Manor, but in Qingzhou, it was deeply ingrained in everyone’s hearts. The people all knew how difficult and great the Li Family had been.
The loss of six out of nine sons was far from a simple matter.
This time, Marquis Xingwu had campaigned in Yanbei for fourteen years, slaying countless demons. The records of his demon-slaying achievements filled three thick volumes!
When the victorious army reached the official road thirty miles outside Qingzhou City, the news was quickly relayed back to the city and to the Li Family.
The entire city was stirred with excitement upon hearing the news, and many people spontaneously went out to welcome the returning heroes.
Some vendors in the morning market even closed their stalls, passing their business to family members who could take over, while they themselves brought food and drink to greet the famous demon-slayer.
On the thirty-mile official road, more and more people gathered, forming a growing crowd.
Some even heard the news incorrectly and ran to the wrong city gate.
Outside the East Gate, the crowd was dense, people lining both sides of the road, eagerly looking out.
Soon, as the battle flag, fluttering in the wind, came into view at the end of the green-lined road, the waiting crowd erupted in cheers, shouting the name that echoed across the land:
"Marquis Xingwu returns in triumph!!"
"May Divine General Manor forever be prosperous!!"
"Marquis Xingwu returns in triumph!!"
"May Divine General Manor forever be prosperous!!!"
The waves of cheers rose and fell, a testament to the Li Family’s prestige. This made some passing travelers and merchants from other cities gasp in amazement.
After asking around, they learned the reason: for the past fourteen years of national peace and prosperity, someone had been fighting fiercely in Yanbei, slaying countless demons.
The victorious army was not large, consisting only of the Law Battalion Elite Guard that Marquis Xingwu had led into battle.
But the once mighty five-hundred-strong unit from fourteen years ago had been reduced to fewer than a hundred men, many of them wounded, their arms missing, heads bandaged, a company of injured soldiers.
Yet, the battle flag still flew proudly, exuding an unmatched aura of dominance!
Seeing the wounded soldiers, some of the people’s eyes welled up with tears. They approached, offering eggs from their baskets and cured meats from their hands to the returning heroes.
The Li Family cared for the people like their own children, and their reputation in Qingzhou City was excellent, so the common folk were not afraid to approach.
This scene left the people from other cities speechless.
While they had seen victorious armies return before, they had only dared to watch from a distance, the stern and deadly aura of the soldiers keeping them at bay.
But the Li Family and the people of Qingzhou were like fish and water, living in perfect harmony.
At the same time, Li Hao, who had just arrived at Tan Palace, received the news. Shen Yunqing, panting, ran to find him:
"Why are you here? Your father, Marquis Xingwu, has returned in triumph!"
Shen Yunqing’s voice was tinged with excitement; it was hard not to be influenced by the Li Family in Qingzhou City.
Li Hao was taken aback.
His parents... were back?
Memories, fragmented and vague, surfaced in his mind. But so much time had passed—fourteen years, enough to turn an infant into a young man.
So long that many things were almost forgotten.
He quickly recovered and thanked Shen Yunqing, then flew off at great speed.
Seeing Li Hao’s swift departure, Shen Yunqing’s eyes widened slightly. He stroked his beard and sighed:
"This generation of True Dragons in the Li Family is even more extraordinary than the last..."
Li Hao rushed out of Tan Palace Academy and down the mountain.
He kicked open the stable door, leaped onto the back of the Crimson Blood Horse he had ridden that morning, and galloped away.
The streets of the city echoed with the crisp sound of hooves as the young man raced, and passersby hurriedly moved out of his way.
When they recognized the Crimson Blood Horse, some of the startled onlookers relaxed, their expressions easing.
Finally.
When Li Hao, riding the Crimson Blood Horse at top speed, reached the official road outside the city, he saw the end of the road where the battle flag was flying, and a majestic figure on a Dragon Lion slowly approaching.
He quickly pulled on the reins, and the horse reared up, neighing loudly, its hooves landing lightly.
One dragon, one horse, one father, one son.
Their eyes met in that moment.
(End of Chapter)
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