Magical Queen Taming the Beast

"Then you practice..."

"Don't worry, Dad. I won't lose my martial arts skills. I won't let you down at the family meeting in a month's time!"

"Family meeting? Just do your best!"

Xuan Zhongwu shook his head helplessly. The son is his only hope, but after all, he is still too young! He's only eight or nine years old, and he's not even old enough to participate in the three-yearly family meeting!

tenth day.

The back alley of Sifang Inn. Under the blue laurel tree.

Rain, pattering down.

The air was filled with a hazy mist, and drifting raindrops danced in the wind...

Under the tree, a thin and firm figure stood up straight, like a small tree growing next to the tree.

"His Royal Highness." Ghost Owl's figure strayed.

"You don't need to persuade me." The figure under the tree declined lightly.

"His Royal Highness, I'm not trying to persuade you. I just want to say that you have been waiting here for ten days! Every day, you wait from morning to night... The lady has never appeared. It rained today, Maybe she won't come either. Your Highness might as well go back to the inn to rest for a day, and come back tomorrow."

"Need not."

Two simple and cold words completely rejected his proposal.

"But, will she really come? It's already the tenth day!"

"We made an appointment...she will definitely come!"

Xing An spoke softly, the icy eyes were filled with endless voids...

"Hey. His Highness's body..." Gui Xiao was a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do. If there is anyone in the world who truly understands Xing An, it is his ghost owl. What Xing An decides, no one can change!

Twenty-five days later.

There are only five days left until Xuanyue's penalty period ends. Xuan Zhongwu hadn't seen her daughter for almost a month. He only occasionally heard someone mention that his daughter seemed to be insane, stupid and unresponsive. Don't care about anything but work. She couldn't even hear people calling her. The situation of his daughter made him very worried. But it was inconvenient for him to disturb his daughter to be punished, so as not to be accused of favoritism.

As soon as Xuan Zhongwu came to the General's Mansion, he saw Xuan Jiwen at the door of the account...

"Third brother. You're here so early? Could it be your wife and brother's repayment?" The date for the second installment arrived. Xuan Zhongwu asked Qu Tubao yesterday to remind him, but Qu Tubao said he had no money to delay. Slow down for a few days.

"I'm too lazy to care about that shit, the second brother can kill or play whatever you want!" Xuan Jiwen said angrily.

"Oh? What is the third brother looking for me for?" Xuan Zhongwu was very curious about the attitude of the third brother today, and obviously paid attention to his second brother. Since the incident at the ancestral hall a month ago, Xuan Zhongwu has not been in contact with his father and brother. Today, the third brother came to find it in person, so there must be something important.

"Father is looking for you!" Xuan Jiwen said straight to the point.

"Father? Did something happen?"

"Let's go!" Xuan Jiwen pulled Xuan Zhongwu and left.

When he came to Xuan Wenye's room, Xuan Zhongwu found that his elder brother Xuan Boyong was already in the room, and there were many people. Xuan Hao, and several prestigious elders of the Xuan clan...

The room was crowded with fourteen or five people, and the father's generous back stood with his hands behind his back, standing under the portrait of the ancestor...

"Second brother is here!" Xuan Jiwen brought Xuan Zhongwu into the house, and then stood aside.

"Then everyone is ready! Father, please explain the task!" Xuan Boyong has always been a serious person, but today's expression is very serious, as if something big is about to happen.

"Do you know who this portrait... is painted?" Xuan Wenye suddenly asked a strange question.

"This……"

Some people looked at each other...

This portrait has been hung on the wall of Mr. Xuan's room for fifty or sixty years. Everyone knows that this is the ancestor of the Xuan family... But, very few people really know who the person in the portrait is. ancestors of the family.

Xuan Jiwen suddenly thought of a name.

"Father, is it the ancestor of Xuan Zhaolong?"

"He is my great-grandfather! Apart from the superpower who founded the family, the Xuan family is the only Xuan family disciple who has trained the Nine Veins Divine Sword to the eighth realm in the past three thousand years! His name is Xuan Zhaolong! This name, as disciples of the Xuan family, you should remember it well!" Xuan Wenye slowly opened a jar of old wine that had been covered in dust for many years...

"Father, today's task..."

"You know why the Xuan clan has so many ancestors, including those with extraordinary martial arts skills, those who have made significant contributions to the family, and those who have made outstanding achievements in the imperial court. Of course, in the case of martial arts, the Xuan clan was founded 3,000 years ago. The ancestor of the family is truly admirable and unparalleled in the world. Why... I want to hang the portrait of my great-grandfather in the room?"

"This……"

"The patriarch should miss his great-grandfather!"

"Uncle Clan's intention is to make the disciples of the Xuan clan appreciate the efforts of their ancestors?"

Xuan Zhongwu suddenly said: "Father. Your intention is to remember the great-grandfather's study and attainments of the Nine-Meridian Divine Sword, so as to encourage the younger generation?"

Xuan Wenye raised his head and glanced at the son who was usually the least favorite, and then said lightly: "You are honest and thoughtful, if you are willing to use it in the right way! I hung the portrait of my great-grandfather in my room. In order to encourage and remind myself all the time, the legend of the Xuan clan, the invincible martial arts Nine-Pulse Divine Sword is not a vain name. You all know that the Nine-pulse Divine Sword has a total of nine layers. Once you reach the eighth level, you are already famous in the world! The younger generation is not talented, I hope to inherit the glory of the predecessor, revitalize and protect the Xuan clan! Perhaps many of you do not believe in the Nine Veins Divine Sword, or even thousands of them. Years ago, the Xuan family was the largest clan in the world... Three thousand years is already so far away. No matter how dazzling it is, it is already out of reach. The future of the Xuan family needs us to create it! In this room Inside are the most outstanding talents of the Xuan clan today, and each of you has reached the seventh rank..."

Although, he looked at Xuan Zhongwu. Only this unsatisfactory son is still at the peak of the sixth-order. It has been more than twenty years and he has not been promoted.

"The task to be performed today is related to the fate of the Xuan clan! Success, the Xuan clan will surely shock the world in the future! Defeat, of course there is not much to say. It's just that the people in this room today will be the same in the future. The most important backbone of the Xuan clan, you have to remember that those who can survive today, want to revitalize the Xuan clan, only the Nine Veins Divine Sword!"

"Yes! Patriarch!"

"We will definitely remember the teachings of the patriarch!"

The masters of the Xuan family were full of emotions, and their expressions were excited and solemn.

Xuan Zhongwu on the side was a little puzzled. It seemed that he was the only one among all the people who didn't know what was going to happen.

"Zhongwu!"

Suddenly shouting, Old Man Xuan's face trembled slightly.

"Father. I'm here." Xuan Zhongwu took the first two steps to show respect.

Xuan Wenye took out a small oilcloth bag from his arms and said, "Do you know what's inside?"

Xuan Zhongwu shook his head.

At this moment, he is confused. He didn't know what was going on at all, just by looking at his father's expression and other people's expressions, he knew that something big must have happened in the Xuan family, or a big thing was about to happen!

This book was first published on Kanshuin