Invincible Bloodline

The main hall was very spacious, and precious wood carved furniture was placed everywhere. It emitted a refreshing fragrance, and the precious Lord Rank Great Exotic Beast fur was laid on the ground. The corner of the room was also burning with a special spice from the South Sky Road - Spirit Rhino Incense. This was the best spice in the Great Tang Dynasty. Even if it was only the length of a finger, it would cost over a thousand Spirit Stones. And this place was full of braziers. It was simply unimaginable. Just this burning Spirit Rhino Incense. . . It's enough to bankrupt a third-rate family!    

One had to admit that the Yang Family was truly rich!!    

At the top of the hall, Yang Yunfeng And His Wife sat side by side. On the left side of Luo Yun's lower head was her younger cousin, Luo Jiahui. However, at this moment, Luo Jiahui had a gentle and quiet temperament. She was completely different from the usual her. On the bottom right was Yang Fann. You Nuo and Wu Chengkong stood behind Yang Fann loyally. As Yang Fann's servants, they. . . He didn't dare sit side by side with Yang Fann.    

Very quickly, a few exquisite maids served fragrant tea and desserts. The tea, Snow Peak Mist Heart Tea, could only be plucked for ten taels in a hundred years. Each tael was worth a 10000 Spirit Stones, and it wasn't even the most ordinary Low Grade Spiritual Stone. It was a High-grade Spirit Stone that was worth ten thousand High-grade Spirit Stones, and that dessert was also not an ordinary item. They were personally made by the Imperial Chef of the Imperial Household. He knew that Luo Yun liked delicacies and desserts. The emperor of Great Tang Dynasty, Li Yuan, directly sent several royal chefs over.    

The other powers of the Sect were not too clear about Yang Fann's position in the Holy Ji Academy. However, this didn't include the Great Tang Royal Family. Li Shimin and Li Xiuning were working for Yang Fann. Therefore, all these years, Li Yuan had changed his ways to please Yang Yunfeng And His Wife. There were always presents during the holidays, and every time the two old men celebrated their birthday. . . He even personally came to Seven Stars Mountain Range to celebrate the two elders' birthday. Of course, it was the same for the Heavenly Sect as well. The Great Tang Royal Family had the Li siblings. The Heavenly Sect also had the Northern Palace siblings.    

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The next moment. . .    

Yang Fann began to tell Yang Yunfeng And His Wife about his experiences in the past three years. Of course, he omitted a lot of things. He did not report any good news, especially when he was severely injured and dying in the Capital of White Tiger Empire. Yang Fann did not even dare to mention it, but even if it was just a simplified version. . . It also made Yang Yunfeng And His Wife exclaim repeatedly, and from time to time, he felt his heart tighten. He looked at Yang Fann nervously, and when he heard that Yang Fann had successfully broken through to the Corroborating King, His combat strength was comparable to Emperor Sovereign, and the couple. . . More pride!    

This was their son, their pride! Even the old ancestor of Seven Stars Sect, the Venerable of Tianshu, had been cultivating hard for thousands of years. Until now, they hadn't even touched the threshold of the King Stage, but their son. . . He was only a weakling, but he had already condensed the Golden Elixir Of Life. He had even defeated several Emperor Sovereign. The South Mountain Domain, and even the eighty-one large domains of the North Wasteland. . . Who could have achieved such a feat?    

. . .    

"Fann, I'm proud of you!"    

"Mother too, I knew it. My Fann is the best!" Luo Yun echoed. If there was a son, he would be the best. Their lives were truly worth it, but. . . Very quickly, Luo Yun changed the topic. "Fann, it's not like the lady would follow you for no reason. When did you choose a day to settle your matters? "    

"Mother, what are you talking about? What lady?" Yang Fann asked with a puzzled expression.    

"What? You are still dishonest with Mother. Little Jing, Bing Xin, and the others are all good girls. You must not let them down, or else. . . Mother will not forgive you!!" The news that Situ Jing, Chu Bingxin and the other five women were Yang Fann's women had already spread throughout Seven Stars Mountain Range. Luo Yun was not deaf, so how could she not know? Furthermore, in these three years, Situ Jing and the other three girls also came to visit the two elders from time to time. In Luo Yun's heart, it "solidified" the relationship between them and her precious son.    

"Mother, rumors. All of these were rumors. There was really no secret relationship between her son and Situ Jing. I've only met them a few times, and they can barely be considered friends!! " Yang Fann did not know whether to laugh or cry. The depression in his heart could not be described with words. It was one thing for Fatty Zhu to say that Situ Jing and the others were his women, but he didn't expect that even his mother would say so. Who did he offend?    

"Really. . . Really has nothing to do with Little Jing and the others?" Luo Yun still did not quite believe it. This was spread very clearly. How could it be fake? And if it really had nothing to do with it, then why did they come to visit her husband and wife every now and then?    

"Mother, I swear! It really has nothing to do with them, everything is just a rumor. . . " Yang Fann said helplessly, "Besides, I'm still young, this matter is really not urgent. . . . "    

This was what Yang Fann was thinking in his heart. For ordinary people, eighteen years old was considered an old age, but in the martial artist, it was nothing. There were many people who were hundreds or thousands of years old and had yet to get married.    

"Still young? What's so young about it? You're already 18 years old. Your brother Yang Rongtang, brother Yang Kaitang, and the others. . . Which one of them didn't get married when they were 14 or 15 years old? Now, they have quite a few children. . . " Luo Yun's voice suddenly became louder. She immediately exploded. This stinky brat. . . 'It's easy for me, mother. The other sisters. . . ' Which one of them wasn't full of children and grandchildren? It was their own brat. . . And he's all alone.    

"Mother, this matter isn't urgent. It really isn't urgent. Are you afraid that your son won't be able to find a wife? It is not that I am boasting about my son. As long as my son says one word, That girl can line up from West Shu Road to East Ocean, and each and every one of them isn't a princess of the dynasty. She's the Sect's Holy Virgin. . . "    

Although Yang Fann's words were just a joke, it was impossible to deny it. If he really wanted a woman. . . As long as he casually let the wind out, countless powers would line up and send themselves to his doorstep. The combat strength of an 18-year-old Emperor Sovereign, such a monster. . . It was something that had never happened in history, and it had a bright future. It was completely beyond their imagination, even if he had broken through the boundaries of the continent. . . It was not impossible to transcend the Sovereign realm and become a Holy Capital.    

"Are you still going to line up from our West Shu Road to the East Ocean Path?" Luo Yun rolled her eyes in annoyance, "Mother, don't take too much. As long as you find one for me right now, it will be fine. . . . Actually, Xiao Jing and the others were really not bad, Fann. Why don't you try to spend some time with them?"    

Luo Yun was still unwilling to give up. She had quite a good impression of Situ Jing and the other three daughters. Moreover, all of them were heaven's proud daughters and were worthy of her precious son.    

"Fann, your mother is right. They are all good girls. Why don't we give it a try?" Yang Yunfeng, who had been silent the whole time, echoed.    

"Dad, Mom, I really don't have any feelings for them. . . " Yang Fann smiled bitterly. If he really had any feelings for them, he would have taken them away three years ago. Moreover, he had been obsessed with the martial arts for his entire life. The martial arts was the number one thing in his life. He could only say that he could let fate decide his feelings!    

"If Fann doesn't like them, I have many daughters here. . . I almost forgot, my Jiahui is also not bad. . . "    

"Little Aunt. . . " Luo Jiahui's face was red and her small head lowered as she directly became an ostrich. But her small ears were vertical as if she was listening carefully to something.    

"Mother, don't speak nonsense. Jiahui is my cousin. How can we. . . " Yang Fann jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on and hurriedly explained. He had always treated Luo Jiahui as his own sister.    

"What's wrong with cousin? It's not like they are biological siblings, so what's the big deal? For example, your cousin Yang Yuan. Brother Yang Li Tang. Didn't they just marry their own cousin? "    

" Mother, we'll talk about this later. We'll talk about it in the future. . . " Seeing that Luo Yun was getting more and more ridiculous, Yang Fann immediately changed the topic. However, for some reason, there was a flash of evil thoughts in his heart, as if Jiahui was also not bad.    

"Damn it! How can I think that way? Jiahui is my younger sister. . . " After blaming himself in his heart, Yang Fann's expression did not change and continued to change the topic, "Father, mother, this is the Dragon Blood Pill that I prepared for you. . . "    

This was not a cheap item for Fatty Zhu, even though it was also refined with the blood of Flood Dragon. This was refined from the heart blood of a Emperor Stage Flood Dragon Emperor. It was several dozens to hundreds of times more powerful than Fatty Zhu's Dragon Blood Pill. With Yang Yunfeng And His Wife and the other man's current Bloodline Talent of a tier five Spiritual Bloodline, After consuming it, they would at least be able to break through to the Third-rank Profound Vein realm. If their luck was good, it was possible for them to break through to the Mid Third Grade or even the Third Grade High Grade bloodline.    

"This is a top grade spirit fruit - the fire phoenix Immortal Fruit. . . " Under Yang Fann's use of large amounts of Top-Level King, quasi Emperor grade Blue Luan, Hong Luan, and other pure-blooded descendants' Yang Fanns to water the Kingdom Guarding Spirit Tree of Beacon Empire, the fire phoenix Immortal Fruit, which originally needed hundreds of years to mature, finally matured completely.    

"And this Origin True Water, Father and Mother, after you refine it, it might be difficult for a first grade Profound Veins, but a second grade Profound Veins definitely won't be able to escape. . . "    

"Fann, you should keep these treasures for yourself. Your father and I won't fight with others. Using these treasures on us is a complete waste!"    

"Mother, I have long been a First Grade Profound Veins. To me, these things are of little value. It's a pity to abandon them if they are useless to me!! " Yang Fann slightly panicked. After devouring a large number of human geniuses, alien expert. . . His bloodline had improved by leaps and bounds, but he was still a step away from becoming a First Grade Profound Veins. There was still some distance between them, and he could be considered to have just stepped into the Quasi-First Grade. However, what he said after that was not wrong. With the heaven-defying Heaven and Earth Devouring Method. . . To him, these heavenly treasures that could improve his bloodline were indeed of little value. It didn't have much of an effect on him.    

. . .    

Time flowed like water. In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.    

On this night, the moon and stars were sparse.    

Yang Fann sat cross-legged in his bedroom, his entire body shining with divine light. Numerous top-class Five Elemental Spirit Essences were devoured and refined by him.    

Right at this moment. . .    

Suddenly, Yang Fann's body shook, and the divine light around his body expanded crazily. A terrifying aura erupted from his body like a landslide or a tsunami.    

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