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"Brother Zhuo is too polite. Lead the way." Ann Sudong smiled faintly, placed his hands behind his back and followed behind him.    

    

In Zhuo Family, hospitality towards Ann Sudong was nothing special, but looking at Zhuo Donglei's cultivation, it was likely that his Spiritual Realm was not as severe as he had imagined.    

    

There must be experts in the Spiritual Realm, but even more natives were still not at the Spirit Severing stage. While he himself was at the Spiritual Realm, he really did not have any advantages.    

    

However, the thing that troubled Ann Sudong the most was that his phone did not have any signal, so he could not communicate with the Immortal World and the Underworld. This would prevent Ann Sudong from obtaining the most of the materials, and just like when there was a mountain of gold beside him, he suddenly realised that the mountain was actually a projection of a mirage.    

    

When he arrived at the Spiritual Realm, he was practically broke. His biggest reliance had also failed and he truly had no one to rely on, so he could only understand the Spiritual Realm first and then find a way to once again connect with the group of immortals.    

    

When he just arrived at the Zhuo Family, the atmosphere inside the sect was heavy. The servant who passed by had a strange expression, bowed to Zhuo Qingyun, and hurriedly left.    

    

"Brother Zhuo, your family's atmosphere isn't right." Ann Sudong looked around and said that the architectural styles here were similar to those of ancient China.    

    

Zhuo Qingyun looked at the servants who passed by, then raised his head to look at the closed doors and said: "Brother Ann, when I go in later, I might get angry, and I'll probably end up making a joke out of you."    

    

"Hmm?" However, Ann Sudong did not say much, the reason why he came to Zhuo Family was mainly because he wanted to borrow the Zhuo Family to understand the situation. As for how big of a problem Zhuo Family had occurred, he still had to consider whether or not he should help, if there was any old monster within the house, then he would recklessly step forward, and would be smacked to death by others.    

    

When he pushed the door and entered, there were five people sitting inside the hall, and there was even a young lady. Ann Sudong thought that he knew a lot of beauties on Earth, but when he saw his, his eyes brightened up.    

    

However, this girl's expression was as cold as an iceberg. She didn't dare to approach anyone easily.    

    

Other than the lady, there was another young man who stood at the entrance with a wronged expression on his face. He was around fifteen to sixteen years old, and his stature was thin.    

    

A youth who was sitting down stood up and smiled: "Cousin brother Zhuo Han, look at yourself. If your body isn't well, why did you insist on running over? Don't be tired.    

    

"Then the admission quota for Dragon Tiger Academy is mine!" Zhuo Han mustered up his courage and raised his head to stare at the young man in front of him. This young man was Zhuo Wang Jiang, Zhuo Han's cousin, and the four men sitting down were all of his family: his grandfather, Zhuo Quan.    

    

The reason why they were gathered here today, was naturally not to drink tea, but to talk about such a simple matter, it was for the allocation of the Dragon Tiger Academy. Originally, this quota was obtained by Zhuo Qingyun risking his life, and was given to Zhuo Han, but now that Zhuo Qingyun was not at home, and Zhuo Han was just a piece of trash, they did not pay any attention to him, and arranged for Zhuo Wang Jiang to enter without permission.    

    

Let alone them looking down on Zhuo Han, even the high and mighty had a face full of disdain. Compared to Zhuo Han's cultivation level, Zhuo Wang Jiang's Middle Period of Core Formation Stage was much better.    

    

"My father risked his life to fight for this quota. On what basis do you all refuse to let me go and let my cousin go?" Zhuo Han clenched his fists and roared.    

    

"You don't know what's good for you!" Zhuo Quan frowned, and gave Zhuo Wang Jiang a look. An outsider at home, was still so impudent, he deserved to be beaten!    

    

Zhuo Wang Jiang sneered, and then he placed his hand on Zhuo Han's shoulder, and punched Zhuo Han's lower abdomen.    

    

"Wow!"    

    

Zhuo Han was only at the Foundation Stage cultivation level, how could he withstand the attack of the Core Formation Middle Period Cultivation Zhuo Wangjiang. His entire body staggered on the ground, and his face was in pain as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.    

    

Fei Ling'er didn't even look at Zhuo Han as she turned around and said coldly: "This is a matter of your Zhuo Family, I am not interested.    

    

Zhuo Wang Jiang was overjoyed, he looked at Fei Ling'er's perky bottom greedily, thinking that in the future, when he went to school, he would have plenty of opportunities to get close to this girl, and make her submit to him.    

    

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He said joyfully, "Thank you, Senior Fei. When I go to school in the future, Wang Jiang will personally visit you."    

    

"There's no need for that." Fei Ling'er maintained her aloof attitude, but when she reached the door, she stopped, looked at Zhuo Qingyun, and walked away.    

    

"Wait a minute!"    

    

Zhuo Qingyun coughed a few times, gritted his teeth and said: "Miss Fei, this spot was requested by my son. How can you do that as you please …"    

    

"Could it be that Zhuo Wang Jiang is not one of your Zhuo Family people? I am only responsible for coming here to inform you. As for who is in charge of your Zhuo Family, that is not under my control." Fei Ling'er's face was full of arrogance.    

    

"Dad, what's wrong?" Zhuo Han ran out. Seeing that his father was injured, he asked with a face full of concern, "How did you get injured?"    

    

As he spoke, he saw Ann Sudong, but he had never seen this person before. He could not help but ask, "This is …"    

    

Zhuo Qingyun said: "This is Ann Sudong, Brother Ann, you are called uncle."    

    

Zhuo Han was also injured, and his face was as white as paper. He looked at Ann Sudong, and saw that he looked to be around twenty years old, and he was already sixteen years old, just four or five years old.    

    

However, Zhuo Han had always been obedient so when Zhuo Qingyun asked him to call him that, he just called out. His voice sounded a bit awkward as he said, "An … "Nice to meet you, Uncle An."    

    

Ann Sudong nodded his head, but there was no change in his expression, and his voice was clear: "Your father is rushing back after being heavily injured, seems like it's for the sake of the so called entry."    

    

"Who are you?" Zhuo Wangjiang looked at him with disdain, "Let me tell you, this is a matter of our Zhuo Family, it has nothing to do with you."    

    

Ann Sudong did not waste time with words, he took a step forward, and already contained the Great Way of the Heavens and Earth. Once again, he appeared in front of Zhuo Wang Jiang, and before Zhuo Wang Jiang could even cry out, Ann Sudong's fist smashed into his chest, sending him flying more than ten meters away.    

    

"Little prick, how dare you be so arrogant!"    

    

Zhuo Quan slapped his chair and stood up, he glared: "What, do you really think our Zhuo Family is so easy to bully?"    

    

Zhuo Qingyun stood forward, "Zhuo Quan, don't think that just because you're an elder you can go against the rules. Brother Ann saved my life and this punch is also for my son.    

    

"You actually colluded with outsiders? Zhuo Qingyun, I don't think you are worthy enough to be my Zhuo Family Patriarch." The three sons behind Zhuo Quan all grinned.    

    

Ann Sudong sneered, "What a good sentence, Big Brother Zhuo is not fit to be your Zhuo Family's Patriarch. What you guys are talking about is righteousness, why did you do such a dirty trick behind his back? Now that I've hit your junior, you dogs have to run out and bite me.