C453 Stupid Father and Daughter
C453 Stupid Father and Daughter
However, Sikong Zhen and Sikong Xuan, father and daughter, had thought that Di Qingyun's words were a compliment to Sikong Family Clan.
To put it seriously, Sikong Xuan's foolish act of letting the Wind Riding Sword Technique see the light of day was equivalent to putting into water the hundred years of painstaking efforts of the Sikong Family's ancestors.
However, he was still proud of himself.
"I, Sikong Lih, am full of self-confidence and scheming, but I can't find the head of the family. Am I going to be like Uncle Ming and be depressed for the rest of my life? " Sikong Lih looked at Sikong Zhen, who was proudly staring at the arena, and became even more angry, "Sikong Xuan, it's better if you lose. Get that stupid trash, Sikong Zhen, to quickly get the hell off the seat and let us elect a new leader. No matter if it was Uncle Ming or Uncle Qianshu, being the head of the family was better than being like this. Sixty percent of the property, it was fine if he didn't take it now. As long as I can get a new Patriarch, I'll risk my life and put in great effort for twenty years.
Looking at Sikong Lih's wandering eyes, Sikong Qian knew what his sixth brother was thinking and sighed. Isn't he the same?
In terms of cultivation, there was not a single person with superior talent. In terms of governance, only he and Sikong Lih had the ability, the rest of the people were all animals that could only eat and wait for their deaths. If one were to look at their previous generation, they would be much stronger. Unfortunately, they were continuously suppressed by Sikong Yue.
Currently, in the entire Yanhua City, who could still remember that the Sikong Family of the Snow Wind Great Art was once named as the Mid-continent? Who else remembers the famous Eight Finger Old Man Sikong Zhaiyue who created his own technique, the Ouroboros Clan? Who else remembers Qianshu high branches in the forest, a cluster of pear flowers and crowns of Sikong Qianshu?
Sikong Ming, one of the 'Wind of the Blizzards', had been pushed to the periphery of the family by Sikong Yue. He had been frustrated for the rest of his life and had been invited by Sikong Zhen to return to the upper echelons of the family.
Because she was his illegitimate daughter, the ending was even more miserable. Her mother was forced to commit suicide, and her only brother had his hands and feet chopped off by a trafficker, his hands and feet cut off, and he was thrown into the street to beg for money. Sikong Shuang Lan herself was constantly wandering outside and could not return to the Mid-continent. A few years ago, she was forced to return to her clan and became a tomb watcher at the entrance of the Sikong Family's ancestral grounds. Even the name Sikong Shuang Lan was taken away by the family. The current person only knows of her nickname.
Sikong Shuang's body of cold ice source energy could cause snow to fall in the middle of summer. When she was young, she was called Fairy Piao Xue and she had a nickname, Grandma Xue.
Eight fingers appointed Feng Yue, Mr. Sikong Zhaixing. Right now, together with Grandma Xue, he was Xie Ba Finger, who was guarding the Sikong Family Ancestor's grave on the Duo Cultivation Peak. However, after viewing the stars at the Gemini Peak for dozens of years, after comprehending the mental cultivation method, he found another way to obtain the power of the stars. However, at night, he borrowed power from the stars in the sky, allowing his own strength to enter the middle stage of the Paleo Rank for a short period of time. The early creation of the Star Manipulation was also a unique technique that specialized in long-range attacks.
Qianshu was the youngest of his generation, a few years older than Sikong Zhen, his nephew, but more than twenty years older. When Sikong Zhen and a bunch of his friends were roaming the streets, secretly tasting the forbidden fruit, Sikong Qianshu was already able to hold onto a piece of pear blossom branch and sweep it away among his peers. He had even arrogantly said that among his peers, let alone becoming his opponent, anyone who could knock down a petal from the pear blossom branch in his hand would kowtow and admit defeat.
Such a madman had actually truly been arrogant for several years. Not a single person within the Yanhua City didn't know about this Young Master Sikong's mighty name. Aside from the withered petals, there was no one else who was able to harm the pear flower in Sikong Qianshu's hand. Until one day, in the midst of a wave of opposition, Sikong Zhen was forcefully pushed to the position of the family head by the previous head, Sikong Yue. Young Master Sikong, who had only picked up a pear blossom and had been on the run for more than ten years, suddenly disappeared without a trace. Everyone knew that Sikong Qianshu was too young and had too much of a limelight. If Sikong Yue wanted Sikong Zhen to take over, there was no way he could let Sikong Qianshu stay in Yanhua City.
Whether it was Sikong Ting, Sikong Ming, or Sikong Shuang Lan, Sikong Qianshu, other than their high cultivation talent having just started showing, their management skills were also extremely strong. Sikong Ming and Sikong Qianshu were the best of the best. If they could be used again, the current Sikong Family race would already be considered as one of the second-rate families.
As he looked at Sikong Xuan on the stage, he thought to himself, "This girl only has the constitution of a red lotus, which only appears once in a thousand years. Relying on her talent and Sikong Zhen and Sikong Yue's protection, she does not train hard, only relying on the Source Energy s and Source Herb s to raise her level, getting the power of the inheritance is even lazier and arrogant, even with Paleo Rank, it makes people look down upon her." However, Sikong Xuan, who had so many shortcomings, was actually the most outstanding talent in every aspect among the new generation of the clan.
The future of the Sikong Family Clan was actually tied to a group of hedonistic sons led by Sikong Xuan.
Thinking about this, Sikong Qian became even more desperate. He quickly looked away from the ring, lit up a cigarette, took out a handkerchief and quietly wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes.
It should have been the era when Sikong Family was flourishing, but it was destroyed by the short-sighted and shallow Sikong Yue and his favorite, the old Patriarch!
Sikong Qian smoked for half a cigarette and was finally in a good mood. He thought again: "I can't say for sure that Uncle Ming and Uncle Qianshu's ability to assist, but it's still a bit difficult to be the leader of a family. "If it's any of the two from Duo Lian's Twin Peaks, it would be more suitable …"
"Chief Di, thank you for your reminder." Noticing that no one was paying attention to him, Que De went close to Di Qingyun's ear and whispered in a low voice.