That Jixia, not long ago visited Xie Wutong, which caught quite a few people's attention. Upon seeing him, he was clearly just a youth with Eight of the Nine Orifices Opened, only at the Martial Gate Foundation Establishment!

The same first step 'Martial Gate Foundation Establishment'.

Before the old man left, he actually bestowed everything he had upon him!

But instead,

making Xie Wutong with 'Eight of the Nine Orifices Opened', just a step away from the second step... stopping at 'Martial Gate Foundation Establishment'!

These clansmen were either offshoots or of average aptitude, otherwise they wouldn't be cultivating in a 'City-level' branch mansion.

They knew well enough, aware that such 'inheritance' was destined to be unrelated to them.

But relationships vary in closeness.

Moreover, Jixia was merely an outsider by surname, for such inheritance to fall into his hands would certainly cause the Xie Family to be indignant about it.

At this moment, the highest cultivation level elder of the third generation in Black Mountain Xiefu, 'Xie Ke' spoke.

Many people murmured in response.

When words entered teary eyes, the always silent Xie Wutong's gaze lowered, and her tone suddenly cooled down:

"Enough."

"The elder ancestor's remains are still buried in this coffin, have you all already started questioning his decisions?"

"No matter who the 'Primordial Pill' was gifted to, it was his decision before his passing, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Cultivation is forged, if one constantly relies on others, then this Martial Dao path, I, Xie Wutong, may not be able to tread far!"

The young girl's beautiful eyes bore fury; clad in plain clothing, her tone was imposing. Though young, she carried an air of grandeur, reflecting the shadows of her father Xie Bridge and Xie Qiaoxuan.

"But..." Xie Ke still wanted to say something.

However, at this moment.

"Tap tap tap..."

A sound of footsteps rang from outside the threshold, unhurried.

"Who?"

The dim oil lamps flickered; apart from the servants in Spirit Hall, the Xie Family juniors frowned.

Today, the elder ancestor of the Wutong Xie Clan passed away, the coffin lay in display, barring unrelated people from approaching, and now, who was this unruly person wandering in?

Didn't they know those kneeling inside were all sharp-eared Martial Arts masters?!

"Which estate lacks discipline?"

"I don't know..."

Xie Ke stood up, looking hoarsely at the shadow opening its mouth.

But,

Once candlelight illuminated.

As the person crossed the threshold, walking leisurely into the night...

It caused Xie Ke to stumble, almost losing his balance, even taking a step back!

"You..."

He pointed at this young man, whom he had never seen before yet felt a sense of deja vu.

Moreover, uncontrollably in his mind...

A blurred scene from decades ago resurfaced.

Fifty-seven years ago, Xie Qiaoxuan was in his prime, bringing an outsider grandson everyone disdained, the son of 'Xie Wei', born with the Jiao Monarch of the chaos-ridden Wutong Prefecture!

Moreover, upon his arrival, he forcibly took the 'Prefecture Examination qualification' from the younger generation, angering the top Celestial Prides, including Xie Ke.

No one anticipated.

That person, during the blazing chill of winter, overwhelmed them all with burning vitality!

Especially,

Years later, he returned with honor, imparting his 'Primordial Pill' mastery, leaving behind an eternal Fist Stele engraved with 'Martial Arts Celestial Form' before the current 'Xie Family Ancestral Hall'.

Future Xie Family juniors, whether of the third generation like him, or the fourth generation, or now the fifth generation Martial Arts Foundation Establishment juniors...

Which one hasn't pondered the terrifying 'Sun and Moon Simultaneous Error' fist intent on it?

Like Xie Ke years of contemplation, unknowingly, his heart grew weary, as if a shadow has always looked down upon him from above.

Seeing others,

Xie Ke had never felt this way.

But seeing the young man before him.

He inexplicably felt dread and... fear from the depths of his being!

"Second step 'Yellow Court' master?"

"Such youth, from which house or sect, visiting at night, offering incense to the old man, burning paper, or..."

Xie Ke faced an enemy.

As this youth entered the Spirit Hall,

A wave of gasps rose rapidly:

"He's Jixia!"

"Just now, what did Xie Ke uncle say... say?"

"He's a 'Yellow Court' master??"

"In all of Black Mountain City, only a few have cultivated to the second step 'Yellow Court', oh my god!"

"Could the Primordial Pill gift truly be this powerful?"

Jixia?

What?!

He's another outsider accepted into the 'Xie Family' by the elder against the norm decades later??

Though Xie Wutong held a noble status.

Yet Xie Ke was the highest ranking and cultivation in all of 'Black Mountain Xiefu'.

But when he heard this 'deja vu' statement, he couldn't help:

"You..."

Just as the words fell, he saw Jixia glance at him, eyes flowing with 'Sun and Moon Simultaneous Error', rising with boundless fist intent.

Causing sweat to form on the back of Xie Ke's hand, unknowingly, feeling the cold feedback from the sandalwood coffin he already leaned against, pausing repeatedly in speech, compelled with a desire to 'bow before the Ancestral Master, then kowtow'!

Yet he was clearly decades older than this young man!

Moreover, the 'Sun and Moon' flowing in Jixia's eyes...

clearly identical to the fist intent on the ancestral 'Stele' of the Xie Family!

How could this be?

Where did he come from?