Nan Xing quietly knelt in front of his eyes, Sikong Haoxuan was somewhat surprised, "Nan Xing, what are you doing?"

"Pleading for young master to teach me martial arts." In Nan Xing's indifferent tone, not a trace of pleading could be heard.

However, Sikong Haoxuan knew that he was indeed pleading. This was because a trace of expectation flashed in Nan Xing's hollow eyes, the kind of bleak expectation that one could not bear to reject.

"If you want to learn martial arts, you can go to father to learn the Sikong Family's 'Pride Fighting Qi'. As long as you're willing to become an external member of the Sikong Clan, I don't think father will reject you." Sikong Haoxuan seriously said to Nan Xing.

Nan Xing raised his head, "No, with the 'Pride Fighting Qi' you cannot kill Patriarch Yin Qi."

"Demon Snake Star Patriarch-Yin Qi?" Sikong Haoxuan really couldn't image how a child could have a grudge against a top figure of the continent like Yin Qi.

"Yes, he killed my father during this Uyar defense battle." Nan Xing's words were permeated with a killing intent that should not appear in a child.

Sikong Haoxuan was a little surprised, "Isn't the continental joint convention, prohibiting the participation of patriarchs from various countries in conventional wars?"

"Other than the Legion Commander, no one knows that Yin Qi appeared on the battlefield."

Sikong Haoxuan understood, the United Continents Convention was the same as the various conventions on Earth. There were those who made it, and there were those who broke it. This kind of public pact did not have the slightest effect on the violators who did not leave behind evidence.

Knowing Nan Xing's purpose, Sikong Haoxuan slowly said, "How do you know that the continent's third ranked Dou Qi, the 'Pride Dou Qi', cannot kill Yin Qi?"

"There is no Grandmaster in the continent that cultivates the 'Ao Shi Dou Qi'." Nan Xing replied coldly.

Sikong Haoxuan laughed bitterly in his heart, among the twenty-four Patriarchs known to all among the continent, there was indeed no one who cultivated the 'Ao Shi Dou Qi'. However, Sikong Haoxuan clearly knew that there were definitely sect masters secretly hidden within his own family, and what they were cultivating was definitely the ''Pride Dou Qi'' as well. Otherwise, the Sikong Clan would not have the qualifications to become one of the largest clans standing proudly in the Empire for over a hundred years.

Just because the public didn't know about it didn't mean there wasn't one. But speculation itself did not have any persuasive power.

Unconvincing words would not come from the mouth of Sikong Haoxuan, who only faintly said to Nan Xing, "Are you really sure that the strongest person standing at the top of the continent, the Patriarch, relies on the cultivation methods to achieve his accomplishments?"

. To a child, Sikong Haoxuan's words were not so easy to understand. Looking at Nan Xing who was frowning in thought, Sikong Haoxuan could not help but think of his second brother, Sikong Mochun, in his heart, "That pervert, not only will he understand. I'm afraid that he will understand even more thoroughly than I do."

Throwing away the jealousy in his heart towards his second brother's perverted comprehension, Sikong Haoxuan once again sank into his fixation to cultivate the Reincarnation Heart Technique, comprehending the bizarre Soul Sorcery.

Late at night, when Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes again. Nan Xing, who was sitting on the ground, was still bright-eyed. He rose and bowed deeply towards Sikong Haoxuan, ''Young Master, thank you! ''Yes, not a single person on the continent can reach the peak of power with a cultivation method. As father said, the methods can only enable one to reach the lower seventh level, while the upper three realms of Remnant Sun, Dawn Moon, and Condensed Star require extraordinary comprehension and perseverance to constantly surpass oneself to be able to reach."

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Looking out the window at the moonlight, Nan Xing seemed to be missing his father and murmured, "To reach the peak of the human race - the Sovereign - one may still need some luck."

Sikong Haoxuan was a little surprised that Nan Xing was able to comprehend so much in a short period of time, and couldn't help but nod his head, "I'm glad that you can understand. If one could reach the realm of a Grandmaster by virtue of the method, then it would be impossible for there to be only twenty-four Grandmasters in the continent over the centuries."

After a slight lull in his speech, Sikong Haoxuan continued, "Nanxing, what you need to do now is to accumulate the amount of fighting qi and combat skills, when your accumulation reaches a certain level, only then can you expect to surpass your own breakthrough limitations."

"I know what to do." Nan Xing, who was standing still, had a faint red light flashing from his body. Sikong Haoxuan knew that he was cultivating the family heirloom 'Killing Fighting Qi'.

Looking at Nan Xing who had entered a state of cultivation, Sikong Haoxuan suppressed a trace of doubt in his heart and closed his eyes. For people who pursued peak power, sleeping was a great luxury.

Early in the morning by the pond in the back garden of the Sikong Residence, besides Sikong Haoxuan, there was an additional Nan Xing standing quietly behind him. One was seated, one was standing still, one's face was bland and calm, and one's body was flickering with a faint red light.

The direct members of the Sikong family were all qualified to enter the back garden, which was even larger than the imperial garden in the palace. They were only slightly surprised by the extra figure by the pond, but no one tried to approach the pond.

Accompanying his wife for a walk, Sikong War looked at the two figures by the pond and shook his head and smiled bitterly, ''Father, or will the pond be listed as a restricted area? As long as Xuan'er is there, no one is allowed to go over and disturb?"

Song Zi Yan lightly sniffed the fragrance of the garden full of hundreds of flowers and nodded her head, "Of course, originally I was allowed to go over there. But ever since the old master's extreme spatial ring was swindled away by that little guy, even I am not allowed to go over and disturb Xuan'er while she is cultivating."

"It seems that father is acknowledging Xuan'er's cultivation."

Song Ziyan looked at her husband who was frowning slightly and laughed, "It was only since the old master had tested Xuan'er that he had recognized Xuan'er's cultivation from the inside. However, the old master is still unable to determine whether Xuan'er is practicing fighting qi or magic even now, and his heart has been itching to do so for a while now."

Pulling back Song Ziyan, whose brows were flashing with wisdom, Sikong Warrior was a bit puzzled, "Madam, I have also heard my father talk about the process of his trial of Xuan'er, but I just feel that Xuan'er is even more cunning than I imagined, ah."

Song Ziyan stopped her steps and leaned most of her body's strength against Sikong War, sighing helplessly, "After so many years, why did the old master hesitate to pass the family head position to you? As the old master said, you have more than enough fierceness and not enough heart, you are too honest. Do you really think that the old master would think that Bree was scared off by Xuan'er's use of his identity during that trial? Who is Bree? One of the Sikong family's four guards, with a cultivation level of Remnant Sun. Not to mention facing a fourth young master, if he was ordered to face you, he would not hesitate to draw his sword. The Four Great Guards were originally created for the Family Lord."

Sikong War nodded thoughtfully and was a little confused, "Then why did he let Xuan'er go so easily?"

Song Ziyan blankly glanced at her unresponsive husband, "Afterwards, the old master severely reprimanded Bree, but Bree couldn't say what was going on at the time. He only said that he felt at the time that it was a big taboo for the Sikong family to violate the rules below. The old master said that Burei's mind was somehow broken when he was fighting against the enemy and was utilized by Xuan'er."

Sikong War felt a bit incredulous, "What? Don't tell me that Bree's mind was messed with when he faced Xuan'er and a break appeared in his mind. He is a martial artist who has reached the Realm of the Remnant Sun, not to mention facing a child, even if he was facing a baby, he would not hesitate to decapitate him."

Song Ziyan nodded her head and said, "Master and I certainly understand a martial artist who has reached the Realm of Remnant Yang, what level of cultivation his mind has reached. But the truth is that a martial artist at the Remnant Yang realm would create a terrifying mind break when facing Xuan'er."

"You guys, you guys are suspecting that Xuan'er is cultivating, the mind magic of the Strobe King Clan? How is this possible?"

Song Ziyan stuttered, "You, why do you have one string in your brain? I am a magician who has reached the realm of the Dawn Moon, if Xuan'er is practicing magic, can the magic power in his body be hidden from me?"

Sikong War smiled with a somewhat embarrassed "hehehe", "Then what does Xuan'er cultivate?"

"You want to know?"

"Of course!"

Song Ziyan pointed towards Sikong Haoxuan by the pond, "Go ask Xuan'er yourself."

Looking at Song Zi Yan who ran towards the depths of the hundred flowers accompanied by silver bell-like laughter. Sikong War knew that he had been tricked by his wife. Asking that little guy? Even his father was unable to do so, let alone himself. After so many years, he could have asked out a long time ago.