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On the other side, Chen Anlin couldn't help but marvel at how much Teacher Zhou Tong had grown in understanding. Knowing he had come out of the palace, she had thoughtfully visited him late at night.
Feigning ignorance about Zhou Tong's purpose for coming, Chen Anlin asked, "Teacher Zhou, what brings you here at such a late hour?"
"Anlin, I heard you were back. It's been a while since we last met, and I need to assess whether your cultivation has regressed," she replied.
"And how do you plan to assess it?" he inquired.
"I just learned a new technique," she said, puffing out her chest. It was then that Chen Anlin noticed how thinly she was dressed—she was practically wearing nothing at all.
"Teacher, please demonstrate," he urged.
During the past two days, Chen Anlin had combined the essence of Dragon Marrow and Dragon Bones. His cultivation had progressed rapidly, reaching the mid-stage of the fourth rank. No one outside knew this; if they did, they would surely go wild with excitement.
The key point was that, in addition to his cultivation improvement, his foundation had also received a tremendous boost, allowing him to harness Dragon Power. His strength was now more than three times what it had been before; the force of his punches rivaled even that of his sword energy. Moreover, Dragon Power granted him an incredible healing ability. Ordinary external injuries healed remarkably fast.
Chen Anlin couldn't help but reflect on how astonishing his progress was with just a hint of Dragon Power. If he were to acquire even more, what kind of transformation would that bring?
Two days later, Chen Anlin arrived at the Su family home.
The Su family used to be quite a prominent clan, but in recent years, their fortunes had declined. However, with Su Menghan recently gaining favor by securing a powerful ally, the Su family felt a resurgence of confidence. They decided to host a grand banquet, inviting many dignitaries and wealthy guests.
Most of these guests were eager to make connections with Chen Anlin, who had become a favored figure in front of the Empress—a rising star, indeed. His reputation was formidable; he was renowned as the top young master in the capital and hailed as the future Sword God.
The Su family estate was located in a villa outside the capital. Early in the morning, the entrance was bustling with various carriages, and some skilled individuals even arrived on flying swords. Each guest was elegantly dressed and exuded an extraordinary aura—handsome men and stunning women, all either wealthy or noble.
Su Qiang, the head of the Su family, stood at the entrance with his wife and several high-ranking members of the family, welcoming their guests. At that moment, Zhao Chunlan noticed that Ye Hao was also there, accompanying them to greet the guests. Anger surged within her.
"You useless brat! On such a joyous occasion, you can't even bother to wear something decent. Look at those tattered clothes!"
Ye Hao was indeed dressed in simple attire meant for common servants. He shrugged off her criticism and replied calmly, "Mother, I don't think wearing extravagant clothes is important. It's just an outward appearance; what truly matters is one's inner qualities! A truly exceptional person doesn't need to rely on clothing to define themselves."
Zhao Chunlan felt an urge to slap him right then and there but restrained herself due to the presence of so many guests. Instead, she scolded him sharply, "What nonsense are you spouting? Dressing poorly is disrespectful to your grandmother! Do you understand?"
Ye Hao still didn't grasp her point. "It's just clothing; does it really matter that much?" he thought. To be honest, he didn't care much about material possessions or appearances; such concerns seemed rooted in vanity.
At that moment, Su Qiang frowned and added, "On this joyous day, do you really want to embarrass your grandmother?"
Usually, Su Qiang wouldn't lose his temper with Ye Hao, but today he clearly showed his displeasure. Although Ye Hao didn't understand the fuss over clothing, he had no choice but to agree to change.
"Then hurry up and go!" Zhao Chunlan snapped at him.
Ye Hao curled his lip, just about to leave when suddenly, a commotion erupted around him.
Chen Shao had arrived.
"Ah, it's Chen Shao! So handsome! Help me, I can't take it anymore!"
Screams erupted from a group of girls.
Chen Anlin had just stepped down from the carriage and was momentarily speechless.
"Goodness, has this turned into a fan meeting like in my past life? Do they really need to act like this?"
Aren't girls supposed to be a bit more reserved?
However, he instinctively glanced around and couldn't help but smile.
He discovered someone with an exceptionally high fortune value.
[Fortune Child Ye Hao, Fortune Value:]
[Detection Ability, Golden Finger: Immortal Dao Inheritance. (Complete Immortal Dao inheritance, with an Immortal Seed within.)]
Chen Anlin was stunned; he was actually a cultivator!
"Greetings, Young Master Chen! It is truly an honor for you to come personally to celebrate my grandmother's birthday; it brings great glory to the Su family!"
Su Qiang stepped forward, smiling warmly.
Chen Anlin replied with a faint smile, "Su Bo is being too polite. As a junior, it is only right for me to come."
"By the way, Menghan is waiting inside. Let me have someone take you over," Su Qiang said enthusiastically.
"Thank you very much."
Chen Anlin cupped his hands in gratitude.
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