The God Cultivator Xiao Wang
Ch. 83 ~ Secret Meeting
Forward three steps, Xiao Han Ming then stomped his feet. Instantly the ground split open, bringing up the stairs that connect with the basement.
"Well, why don't I ever know if there's a secret room here? Even Dad has never been here before!" said Xiao Wang.
"Of course you won't know. This room is reserved for the clan leaders. Let's go in and talk about this below."
After that, they went down the stairs
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Xiao Wang and Xiao Han Ming walked down the stairs. Traverse the basement, until they arrive in a very spacious room.
"It's so big, Grandpa! Even wider than the residence of the clan head himself!" xiao Wang said with a sweeping look around the basement.
"Of course it will be wide. This room is what I used to practice. Your father used it too. And from now on, you can practice inside here, with no one to bother you."
"Including chairman Xiao Shan?" asked Xiao Wang.
"No. He doesn't know." Xiao Han Ming walked towards the bench made of stone. Then he sat there. Xiao Wang followed him.
"The current position of Xiao Shan is only temporary, after your father returns, he will resume his post as the chairman of the Xiao clan."
Xiao Wang nodded with that answer.
"Oh yes, grandfather. I wonder how Grandpa got married. Isn't grandpa's age hundreds of years?" xiao Wang said, but he was not serious about it but just joking. Yet Xiao Han Ming seemed to have taken things seriously.
"I don't know how old I am right now. All I remember is that when I got married, I was about two hundred years old and up."
A moment Xiao Wang's brows frowned hearing that. But in the end he realized that a Cultivator could get married at any age. And that is not a problem as long as it has a qualified strength and of course it can maintain its young form.
"If dad?"
Xiao Wang nodded. "Didn't Grandfather have any intention of saving father?" asked Xiao Wang.
"Hmm, to save your father, I should at least be in the realm of the Sky Realm. But until now I still have not been able to break through and resolve the obstacles that exist. But I'm sure someday, you'll be able to finish it!"
Xiao Wang nodded. Thus he could already deduce that the power behind the person holding back his father was unusual and underestimated.
"I'll try, Grandpa!"
"Hmm, great!"
Whushes...
Xiao Long came out from Xiao Wang's forehead.
"Hmm, a big place. I can even fly around freely here!" he said and flew straight away, circling around.
"Basic Charcoal Lizard!" xiao Han Ming said softly but could still be heard by Xiao Long. But that Magma Dragon could only grumble inwardly without daring to curse at Xiao Han Ming directly. Because he knows the limits of his power. It was possible that he would actually be made a charcoal lizard by Xiao Han Ming if he retorted.
Xiao Han Ming and Xiao Wang continued their story. It does not feel like they have two hours to tell a story, whatever is discussed, there is only material to be told. Whether it was from the youth of Xiao Han Ming, or how Xiao Han Ming had gone on to become a great cultivator, even that man had been at the peak at the moment. Yet he had long since not mingled with the problems occurring in the cultivator world anymore, but instead chose to focus himself in terms of cultivation enhancement.
While Xiao Long who felt himself ignored chose to cut out of the basement. Surely he left quietly, when Xiao Wang and Xia Han Ming were off guard.
On the other hand, the elders of the Xiao clan were currently gathered in one room. But some of them were absent. Yes, they had gathered without the knowledge of Xiao Han Ming and Xiao Wang.
"Chairman, how is this? Xiao Wang has returned to the clan. This is bad news for our clan. Moreover, two peerless swords were rumored to be in his hands," Xiao Tang said.
"Right, I'm sure the black stream will come back and make a riot" Xiao Dong said.
"It's not just black flow. But a lot of certain groups are coming to attack us. Surely they had the same goal, which was to snatch that Unrivaled sword from Xiao Wang's hands!" Other elders also chimed in.