Chapter 47: Warmth of Home, Moved (Seeking Recommendations)

  However, Li Huan's next move made the old man's mood unsteady again. He took two steps forward, as if to get a closer look. His face showed shock, surprise, and a hint of excitement. Because he saw that after Li Huan dodged Feng Tianxiang's attack, his sword stance suddenly changed, and his expression became extremely serious. The long sword in his hand was trembling slightly, emitting a humming sound, and the air around him was resonating with it. Then, he attacked Feng Tianxiang. The sword seemed light and effortless, but when their swords clashed, Feng Tianxiang's sword was suddenly shaken to one side, almost flying out of his hand. Feng Tianxiang's face showed an unbelievable expression.

  Li Huan's momentum was unstoppable, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stirred up waves of water, as if layer upon layer of surging waves were pressing down on Feng Tianxiang. Feng Tianxiang had no choice but to retreat continuously, transforming his movements to dissipate the remaining energy on his body, retreating five or six steps before finally stopping.

  "It's indeed a member of the Xuan Yuan family, no mistake about it. Although I don't know why his internal energy isn't that of the Xuan Yuan family, the sword technique he used is absolutely the first and second swords of the Xuan Yuan family's ancestral sword technique, 'Xuan Yuan Nine Swords' - Po Ti and Die Lang." The old man muttered to himself after finishing reading, then thought for a moment before suddenly flying up into the air and heading towards the mansion.

  "I'm going to...Haozi, what kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so sinister! Grandma's too powerful! No way, I actually let a rookie like you force me back. This is too humiliating! I must regain my dignity!" Feng Tianxiang stopped his movements and said with some disbelief, then immediately charged towards Li Hua at high speed, the swordsmanship in his hand becoming even more fierce.

  Li Huan, on the other hand, was using his agility to dodge and weave around the attacks while simultaneously unleashing a series of different moves. After all, he wasn't just skilled in the Xuan Yuan Nine Swords; as the successor of the Gui Valley Sect, Li Huan naturally wouldn't be unfamiliar with their techniques. The long sword in his hand responded accordingly.

  The two of them went back and forth, enjoying themselves immensely. During this time, Li Huan gained a deeper understanding of his own fighting skills, although it was impossible to master them immediately. Compared to before, he had improved significantly, but even so, he was still being suppressed by Feng Tianxiang from the start. If not for his incredibly powerful Qinggong, Misty Divine Fairy, he would have lost long ago. Instead, through constant evasion, Li Huan's understanding of the Misty Divine Fairy's lightness skill rose sharply.

  "Alright, stop it, I'm exhausted! You're too despicable, always relying on your agility to dodge. If you have the skills, let's have a real showdown!" Two hours later, Feng Tianxiang finally stopped chasing Li Huan, who was panting heavily as he spoke.

  "Huff" "Huff" Li Huan also stopped, his image not much better than Feng Tianxiang's. He squatted on the ground, panting heavily, then raised his head and glared at Feng Tianxiang before saying in a bad tone: "Do you think I'm stupid? Why would I hide if I could? I don't have a masochistic tendency. If you're capable, come chase me! If you can catch up to me, I won't have any complaints!"

  "I'm fed up with you, Hào Zǐ! You're shameless, making me chase after you. Who doesn't know that the Ghost Valley Sect's lightness skill is unparalleled in the world? And yet, you have the nerve to say such a thing." Fēng Tiān Xiáng knew he couldn't bully Lǐ Huǎng anymore, but his mouth didn't relax one bit.

  "Cut!" Li Huan didn't pay attention to him and instead turned his head to one side.

  Upon seeing Li Huan's appearance, Feng Tianxiang couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Alright, it's getting late, let's go back. I'm starving."

  As soon as Li Huan heard Feng Tianxiang's words, he also felt a pang of hunger. This was the first time he had felt hungry since he started practicing martial arts. He nodded in agreement and the two set off together towards the manor.

  After they went back, the two of them found that Zhou Yuqing had already woken up and was watching TV in the living room. Feng Tianxiang saw Zhou Yuqing and hurriedly said: "Miss Zhou, good morning, sorry to keep you waiting, we'll tidy up quickly and take you out for a meal." Then he looked at Li Hao and walked back to his own room, took out a set of clothes and threw them to Li Hao, saying: "Haozi, hurry up and wash up, we're going out for a meal, I reckon Grandpa and the others are almost here."

  Li Huan didn't refuse either, after all, the two of them had been fighting for so long that their bodies were already soaked through, and they couldn't possibly go eat dinner in those clothes. So he grabbed his clothes and ran upstairs.

  Zhou Yuqing gazed at Li Huan's figure with an unusual expression in her eyes, which also showed a hint of confusion. She let out a faint sigh and shifted her gaze away. At this point, Zhou Yuqing herself didn't know what she was thinking anymore. She suddenly found that her curiosity about Li Huan grew stronger, and then she realized the importance of the issue. She knew what it meant, but such things were beyond her control, so she could only sigh and stop thinking about it.

  Ten minutes later, Li Huan took a shower and changed into the clothes that Feng Tianxiang had thrown to him. After taking a look in the mirror, he suddenly found that his reflection was somewhat handsome, although not the elegant type, but with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, looking very resolute and full of masculine charm. With the addition of a famous brand outfit, he looked even more upright. Before, Li Huan had never paid much attention to his image, and his clothes were also very ordinary, so he hadn't felt it before. Now, Li Huan finally understood the saying "people rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles".

  He immediately took the door out of the room and found that Feng Tianxiang had just gone out. When he saw Li Hua's appearance, he was also slightly surprised, and then smiled: "Wow, Haozi, I didn't expect it, you don't look bad either, seriously dressed up is quite handsome, it seems I have to help you buy a few clothes, can't let you waste your face like before."

  "Uh!" Li Huan was at a loss for words after hearing Feng Tianxiang's words and didn't know what to say.

  "Alright, let's go, hurry up and have dinner, or Grandfather will send someone to urge us!" Feng Tianxiang said afterwards. The few of them then headed towards the villa from last night. However, Zhou Yuqing, who was walking behind the two people, seemed a bit distracted as she stared at Li Huan. After seeing Li Huan's appearance earlier, she felt a little dazed. Li Huan didn't look particularly handsome, but there was something about his demeanor that deeply attracted Zhou Yuqing, making her feel a wave of infatuation.

  "Grandpa, Dad, Mom, Uncle, we're here!" Feng Tianxiang said as soon as he saw the four people who were already seated. Feng Tianxiang's older brother didn't come because he was injured.

  Li Huan saw that there was one more person in the field, and after hearing Feng Tianxiang's title, he immediately knew that it was Feng Qinggang, the younger brother of Feng Tianxiang, who was known for his love of martial arts. Feng Qinggang had a square face, with muscles bulging out from under his clothes, giving off an aura of grandeur. His expression was also very stern and serious, looking like a very strict person.

  "Sorry to keep you waiting, Grandpa Wind, Uncle Wind, Auntie Wind and Uncle Wind!" Li Hao and Zhou Yuqiu also hurriedly said.

  "Alright, please take a seat!" Feng Zhengtian (Feng Tianxiang's grandfather) nodded and said, while Xuan Yuan Yaping on the other side looked at Li Hua with a gaze full of affection, her expression slightly excited, but it disappeared when Li Hua looked over.

  Xuan Yuan Ya Ping was extremely excited at this moment, she had already learned from her ancestors about the events of this morning, and knew that Li Huan was practicing the top swordsmanship of the Xuan Yuan family, so now she had confirmed that he was absolutely her long-lost nephew. Thinking about the hardships Li Huan had endured over the years as seen in the data, Xuan Yuan Ya Ping's heart ached, but at this moment, she couldn't rashly reveal herself, so she could only hide that feeling deep down and wait until she returned to the family to speak up.

  Li Huan also felt that Xuan Yuan Ya Ping's gaze at him was somewhat unusual, and he didn't know why he had a feeling of closeness to her since seeing her last night. He couldn't understand what was going on himself, but after careful consideration, he found nothing, so he shook his head, thinking it was just an illusion.

  The dishes were served quickly, and although they weren't extremely luxurious, they were absolutely sumptuous. During dinner, Li Huan didn't feel the kind of solemn oppression that usually came with big families, but instead felt very relaxed. Everyone was chatting, and Li Huan also discovered that Feng Qingyang wasn't as cold as he appeared on the surface, but rather a relatively easy-going person who just happened to look a bit fierce. From start to finish, Xuan Yuan Yaping kept helping Li Huan with his food.

  "Mom, you're being too biased, always giving the best food to Haosheng. Is he your son or am I?" Feng Tianxiang said with a hint of depression.

  "You stinky kid, what did you say! Can't you even serve yourself? You're so big now, still waiting for your mom to serve you food. Little Hua, eat up, don't be polite, treat this place like your own home. Zhou Yaotou, you too, no need to be polite." Xuan Yuan Yaping said, her voice filled with affection when mentioning Li Hua.

  "It seems like Haozi is probably one year older than me." Fēng Tiān Xiáng muttered.

  "You stinky brat, say that again! You're getting impudent! Are you itching for a fight?" Everyone present except Zhou Yuqin was a martial artist. Although Feng Tianxiang's voice was very low, it couldn't escape the crowd's attention. Xuan Yuan Yaping immediately raised an eyebrow and glared at Feng Tianxiang.

  "No, no, no, mom, I was wrong, isn't that enough?" Feng Tianxiang shrank his neck and said, he was still very afraid of his mother. Just her postnatal cultivation alone made him fearful, to say nothing of the fact that Xuan Yuan Yaping's strength was only slightly inferior to Feng Zhengtian's, and far surpassed that of both Feng Qinghai and Feng Qinggang.

  Li Huan felt a warmth he had never experienced before, a feeling of being cared for and protected. For Li Huan, who had never felt this kind of care since childhood, his grandfather only taught him some things when they were together, and the rest required Li Huan to be self-reliant, so he had never felt the true warmth of home.

  Li Huan's nose was slightly sour, and his eyes were also moist with unshed tears. Fortunately, Li Huan had strong endurance and didn't let them fall, but the people present still noticed his emotional fluctuations. Xuan Yuan Ya Ping felt even more heartache and almost couldn't help but cry along with him. However, as a highly skilled person who had been trained since childhood, she was able to control herself.

  On the other hand, Zhou Yuqin couldn't help but feel a strong urge to go and comfort Li Huan. He only now realized that he knew nothing about Li Huan's past, and from his performance in the game earlier, he could tell that Li Huan's life was far from perfect, even somewhat miserable. This sparked Zhou Yuqin's curiosity once again, which began to grow slowly.