Chapter 11: The Number 1 Master of the Yang Family Manor

Yang Ling'er listened and obviously didn't believe him, "Big brother is bragging again. Father and mother said that for big brother to break through to the second tier, it would take two to three years."

Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, "When Yang Zhong comes back next time, what if I can defeat him."

Yang Ling'er said in a childish voice, "Then I will give you all of my Rice Flower Village pastries."

Rice Flower Village pastries were her favorite.

"If you lose, you also have to give me all your Rice Flower Village pastries," the little girl quickly added, her face full of craving.

Yang Xiaotian laughed and said, "Alright, it's a deal."

The little girl even raised her hand for a high five with him.

Yang Xiaotian smiled. When the time came for the little girl to lose all her pastries to him, wouldn't she cry with a red nose?

"Big brother, it's New Year's tomorrow. I've bought a lot of fireworks. Let's go out and set off fireworks together, okay?" Yang Ling'er clung to Yang Xiaotian.

"Alright," Yang Xiaotian replied with a laugh.

Having broken through to the Innate rank that morning, his mood was very good.

The two siblings set off a lot of fireworks.

At dusk, the whole family gathered together for a reunion dinner, a table full of rich dishes, all the siblings' favorites.

The little girl ate with a mouth covered in grease.

Seeing how Yang Ling'er ate, Huang Ying laughed and said, "Eat slower, if you keep eating like this, you'll become a chubby girl in the future."

Yang Ling'er giggled and said, "Big brother eats even more than me, he will definitely be a fatty in the future."

Yang Xiaotian had a headache, sitting down and still getting shot at?

"Your big brother practices martial arts every day; it's normal for him to eat a lot," their father Yang Chao also said with a laugh, then turned to Yang Xiaotian, "Xiaotian, in the path of martial arts, haste does not bring success. Your father knows you practice hard and the reason for it, but remember, one should never rush, especially with cultivation."

Yang Xiaotian nodded, "Father, I understand."

Yang Chao looked at his son, feeling reassured.

As for why his son had managed to break through a tier so quickly, he did not ask. His son would tell him when he wished to share.

After the reunion dinner came New Year's Eve, and Yang Ling'er pestered Yang Xiaotian to set off fireworks again.

The brilliant fireworks lit up the night sky.

Yang Chao watched the fireworks blooming continuously in the night sky, but his mind was on the journey to Black Wind Stronghold the day after tomorrow, filled with worries.

Late in the night, everyone went to sleep.

Only then did Yang Xiaotian go to the valley cave dwelling to continue consuming the remaining Four Symbols Spirit Pill.

Although he had just broken through to the Innate rank, facing the fourteen Innate members of Black Wind Stronghold still didn't give him confidence, so before that, he needed to do his utmost to enhance his strength.

As he refined the last Four Symbols Spirit Pill, the cyclone in his dantian began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A night went by.

When the sun rose,

Yang Xiaotian stopped cultivating and saw that the original cyclone had finally expanded to ten meters!

Moreover, a second cyclone had formed.

Yang Xiaotian was overjoyed.

Having two cyclones meant that he had entered the second-tier realm of the Innate.

The effect of the Four Symbols Spirit Pill was even better than he had imagined.

Coming to the open space in the valley, Yang Xiaotian held the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword in hand, pointed it to the Nine Heavens, and struck out.

All he saw was a burst of Sword Qi falling from the Nine Heavens.

Boom!

On the ground, six stunning sword holes appeared.

This was the second move of the Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique, "Sword Falls from the Nine Heavens." Yesterday, he could only produce four sword holes, but now he has reached six. Although it was only two more sword holes, the power was incomparable to that of the previous day.

After practicing the swordsmanship for a while, Yang Xiaotian hurried back to Yang Family Manor and found that the little girl had already risen early.

"Big brother, did you go to the back mountain to play monkey tricks again? I was just about to come looking for you," said Yang Ling'er.

Hearing Yang Ling'er mention playing monkey tricks, Yang Xiaotian was at a loss for words and corrected her, "That's the Taiji Scripture."

Yang Ling'er did not dwell on the issue and, taking Yang Xiaotian's hand, went to find Yang Chao and Huang Ying, saying, "Father and mother said that later they will take us into town to stroll around, and there will be delicious food to buy."

Every year on the first day of the New Year, Yang Chao and Huang Ying would take the two kids into Xingyue City to join in the excitement, and of course, to buy lots of delicious food.

Upon reaching the front hall, Yang Chao and Huang Ying were already waiting. Seeing the two arrive, they each took out two big red envelopes and handed one to Yang Xiaotian and Yang Ling'er, accompanying them with a slew of well-wishes.

Holding the two big red envelopes, Yang Ling'er sweetly said, "Thank you, Father, Mother."

"I also made two sachets for Father and Mother," said Yang Xiaotian as he took out two sachets.

These two sachets were made by Yang Xiaotian with spiritual medicines from the valley. Wearing them on one's person year-round could significantly benefit one's cultivation.

Of course, the effects could not be seen in the short term, but after a year the benefits would be evident.

Yang Chao and Huang Ying took the sachets with a smile to each other.

"Our Xiaotian has grown sensible, even thinking to give gifts to Father and Mother," Huang Ying teased with a laugh.

The couple thought the sachets were just ordinary and put them away.

"Big brother, I want one too," Yang Ling'er said, pestering Yang Xiaotian upon seeing this.

Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, "Yours is not forgotten." He then took out another sachet and handed it to the little girl, "But you must not lose it."

"Got it, hee hee," Yang Ling'er giggled.

Afterward, the family went downtown in Xingyue City to stroll around.

The happiest one was none other than the little girl, Yang Ling'er.

The family played until evening, before returning to Yang Family Manor.

Yang Xiaotian seized the time to continue his cultivation.

He sat cross-legged on the Cold Jade Bed in his cave dwelling, circulating the Primordial Dragon Art, with his true qi surging powerfully through his body.

In a trance, Yang Xiaotian felt as though he had transformed into ninety-nine million nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tiny particles, and within each particle resided an ancient True Dragon.

Suddenly, one of the particles within him burst open.

A formidable dragon might swept across heaven and earth.

The Golden Armored Beast playing in the valley and the spirit beasts surrounding the valley, upon sensing this dragon might, could not help but cower in fear, prostrate on the ground.

The air currents around Yang Xiaotian gradually took the form of a Divine Dragon.

After several days of arduous cultivation, Yang Xiaotian finally awoke the True Dragon Power.

Once the True Dragon Power was awakened, he was a walking human-shaped True Dragon. Now, with his strength and Innate True Qi fully unleashed, he was comparable to a real dragon.

Moreover, Yang Xiaotian discovered that he could hear everything within a hundred meters as clearly as if it were right next to him. He could even distinctly hear the sound of ants moving on the ground.

Not only that, but in the darkness, he could see the insects on the leaves of trees a hundred meters away, and he could even discern the patterns on their wings.

After awakening the True Dragon Power, his entire body underwent a startling transformation; not only did his defense and strength greatly increase, but his hearing and eyesight also improved tremendously.

He circulated his Innate True Qi and threw a punch, which instantly transformed into a True Dragon.

Crack! A tree twenty meters away was blasted through.

This was blasted through, not merely blasted apart, which is much harder to achieve.

Looking at the astonishing punch hole in the trunk of the tree, Yang Xiaotian was shocked. Now, he had only awakened the power of one dragon, and his strength was already so formidable. What if he cultivated the Primordial Dragon Art to its limit?

To fully cultivate the Primordial Dragon Art would be to awaken the power of ninety-nine million nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine True Dragons. Just how terrifying would that be!

However, by now, he should be the number one expert in Yang Family Manor.

With the True Dragon Power awakened and the Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique at his disposal, he was capable of sweeping away anyone in the Yang Family Manor. Even his grandfather, who was at the fifth level of the Innate Realm, would not be his match.