C1 The Zuo Family Has a Son

This is a boundless continent, and the people here call it the Soul Continent!

As the name implies, the Soul Sprite Continent is the Soul Sprite Continent! Everyone here cultivated powers related to the "soul. "

There were countless legends about 'souls' here, and there were also many talented peak experts born here. There were also cave abodes and fortuitous encounters left behind by their ancestors.

There were always lucky people who survived a great disaster and encountered rare fortuitous encounters that were rare to come by in a hundred years. After that, their cultivation soared to the sky and they became the top giant arms of the continent.

All in all, this was a world full of miracles and hot blood.

In a remote corner of the Soul Sprite Continent.

This was a small city called Cloud City.

There were millions of people living in this city, and the ones controlling this place were four powerful families.

They were the Zuo family, Lau family, Ye family, and Lin family.

The economic lifeline of Cloud City was firmly controlled by the four families. Here, they were the local emperors.

At this moment, in the courtyard of Zuo family, an old man wearing a luxurious robe was pacing anxiously outside the door.

"Congratulations Patriarch, you are a young master!" The door was opened and a maid carrying a baby walked out with an excited expression on her face.

"Wah! Wah!" The baby's cry was clear and loud. The newborn baby's life caused the wrinkles on the old man's face to relax.

"Come, come! Give me a hug. " The old man carefully hugged his grandson.

"Oh, look at this little nose and small mouth. How exquisite. When he grows up, he'll be a handsome young master again. " The old man couldn't help but laugh happily. He was in a very good mood.

"How's Little Xin?" The old man suddenly remembered and hurriedly asked.

"This. . . Madam's condition isn't too good. Her body is very weak. " The servant girl stammered.

The old man didn't have time to talk to the maid. He carried the child and hurriedly walked into the room.

"Father. " The woman lying on the bed had a pale face. Her face was wet, as if she had just been scooped up from the water.

"Don't touch Xiao Xin. Your body is too weak right now. Don't move. Have a good rest. " The old man sat beside the bed.

"Show me my child. " The woman sat up firmly and gently hugged the baby in her swaddling clothes.

The infant had stopped crying at some point in time. Its big black eyes looked at the person in front of it and saliva even flowed out.

The woman showed a kind smile. The tenderness in her eyes seemed to be able to melt everything in the world.

"Father, the child will be called Zuo Mao from now on. This is what Yiling and I had planned for a long time ago. " The woman looked at the old man.

"No problem, we will call him Zuo Mao from now on. " The old man agreed without hesitation. He knew that since his grandson could be born, Xiao Xin had to bear unimaginable pressure and pay an unknown price.

"Dad, my body is about to die. It's one of my wishes that Mao'er can be born safe and sound. My clan's people are about to arrive. If they find out that I gave birth to Mao'er, they will definitely kill me. " The woman said bitterly.

"I won't let them do this. When they come, you must hide Mao'er well. Don't let them find you. "

The old man sighed. He nodded heavily. "I will. Don't worry. "

"I am about to enter a deep sleep. When my clansmen come, they will give me my body. Maybe one day, I'll wake up again. In addition, this is something that Yiling and I left behind for Mao'er. You can give it to him after he becomes a Soul Personage. This is very important to Mao'er. " The woman's voice became weaker and weaker. She opened her palm and a jade pendant with an unknown creature engraved on it appeared in her palm.

"I will take good care of it. " The old man solemnly took the jade pendant.

"Xiao Xin, why do you have to do this? You don't have to do this. " The old man said solemnly.

The woman smiled and gently shook her head. "Father, Mao'er is the child of me and Yi Ling. He is also the symbol of our love. Putting all these aside, he is already a life. As a mother, it is my duty to raise him. It's just that I can't stay by Mao'er's side anymore. I hope that Father will teach him a good lesson. I'll be satisfied with his healthy growth. "

"Don't worry. This is my precious grandson. " The old man looked at the baby with a gentle gaze.

"You don't have to worry too much about the First Mausoleum's matter. Although my clan has been searching for traces of him, the First Mausoleum is a heaven warping genius, and his strength has increased extremely quickly. He will be fine. "

"He promised me that one day, he will stand in front of me in an upright and upright manner. No one will be able to stop him, not even my father. "

The woman's voice became weaker and weaker. She slowly laid down and closed her eyes.

A blue light filled the air. The woman was quietly sealed in ice, like a sleeping fairy.

The old man held the swaddling cloth and slowly stood up. He looked at the woman in the ice and bowed deeply before leaving.

. . .

Spring left and autumn came. It was eighteen years later.

In the back mountain of the Zuo family, a black-haired youth was constantly punching the air with all his might. His face was covered in sweat.

"There's still a thousand more times. Today's goal will be achieved!" The youth silently said in his heart. Although the young man's arm was aching, he still persisted in punching until he finished punching a thousand times.

"Whew. " The youth lay heavily on the grass, his chest heaving up and down violently.

"Finally, the fight is over. " The youth looked at the sky.

A gentle breeze blew over, giving him a cool feeling.

"Mao'er. " A voice rang out.

When the youth heard this, he hurriedly sat up and looked behind him.

"Grandpa. "

"You've finished practicing your fist technique?" The old man smiled. He was older than eighteen years ago, but he was in good spirits.

"Yes. " The young man nodded.

"You're already 18 years old, it's time to test your spirit energy. Tomorrow is the day of the clan's exam, you should rest well today" The old man sighed with emotion. He looked at the young man's face as if he was looking at the crying baby from 18 years ago.

"Got it. " The young man nodded.

"Your cousin Qing'er has returned from the academy. You can go and see her. Her favorite is you, this younger brother. " The old man smiled.

"Ms Qing'er is back? In the past, Ms Qing'er was still cultivating in the academy at this time. " The youth's eyes lit up, but he still asked doubtfully.

"You, Ms Qing'er, seem to have some matters to attend to, so you need to come back early. You might need to return to the academy after a period of time. " The old man thought for a moment and said.

"Anyway, you should quickly go and meet her. Also, don't forget the test tomorrow. " After saying that, the old man's figure flashed and he disappeared from where he was.

Zuo Mao rested for a while, then stood up and flew down the mountain, his body as light as a swallow.

He was going to wash up and then go see Ms Qing'er.

Zuo Qing'er, Zuo Mao's cousin. She was the daughter of Zuo Mao's big uncle. However, Zuo Qing'er's parents were not around since she was young, just like Zuo Mao.

The two of them had been playing together since they were very young. They grew up together and ate together. It was grandfather who had raised them up. Their relationship was very deep.

In this large family, only Zuo Qing'er and grandfather were the most important people to Zuo Mao.

Later, when Zuo Qing'er was 18 years old for the test, it was a rare grade eight spirit energy. It was directly absorbed into a very powerful academy in the Soul Sprite Continent for further studies.

Every time she came back from the academy, she would bring many gifts to Zuo Mao. But now that Zuo Mao had grown up, he didn't need to coax and give gifts like a child.

Zuo Qing'er was like a big sister taking care of Zuo Mao everywhere. Her voice and smile left a very deep impression in Zuo Mao's mind.

Zuo Mao walked into his room and quickly rinsed it. After changing into clean and tidy clothes, he walked out.

He walked along the winding path in the forest. As one of the four big families in Cloud City, Zuo family occupied a very large area. Over a thousand people lived in this area, and there were also many servants and maids.

The place where Zuo Mao lived was the core of the Zuo family. After all, he was the only grandson of the patriarch, and his status was the highest among the younger generation.

It would take more than ten minutes to reach Ms Qing'er's residence. Along the way, he could see his family members greeting Zuo Mao.

Zuo Mao also responded with a smile.

A group of people suddenly appeared at the end of the path. They were laughing and playing. The leader was a young man in his twenties. A group of people walked over.

"Isn't this young master Zuo? I heard that you are very diligent in your cultivation. Why are you free to come out and take a walk today?"

The person in the lead was Zuo Mao's cousin, Zuo Feng. However, judging from their blood relation, they didn't even know where they were. Zuo Mao had a very bad impression of this person.

Zuo Feng was the grandson of the Zuo family's Great Elder. His status was not ordinary either. There had always been rumors of young master Zuo having the highest status amongst the younger generation. Therefore, Zuo Feng had always been hostile towards him.

Zuo Feng's words weren't friendly at all. The people beside him didn't speak. This was a battle between two young masters with the highest status. They didn't have the right to interfere, so they could only choose to remain silent.

"Cousin Zuo Feng. " Zuo Mao nodded politely, as if he did not hear the sarcasm in Zuo Feng's words.

"Tomorrow is the day of the spirit power test. Take a break today and come out for a walk. " Zuo Mao said.

"That's right, you're an adult now, tomorrow is your first spirit energy test since you're 18 years old, you have to perform well. Don't lose face for the direct line young master " Zuo Feng said in a strange tone.

"Since you know that I am a direct descendant young master, you still dare to speak to me in such a manner? You are really bold. " Zuo Mao suddenly said.

After Zuo Mao said that, he shook his head again. "You don't have to worry about my matter. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you right now. Get out of the way!"

Zuo Mao directly passed through the middle of them. His strong shoulders hit them, causing them to grimace in pain.

"Hmph!" Zuo Feng didn't make any extra movements. He just stood where he was and watched Zuo Mao walk further and further away. He let out a cold snort and left with the group of people.

His identity didn't allow him to attack Zuo Mao. Even if he was already a three-star soul cultivator, it wouldn't be enough.