Chapter Five: The Distant Guest Arrives

  "I'll send you off here, I also need to hurry back, it's almost dawn, if they find out I sneaked out again, I'll probably be punished." Yang Yu Xi sent Lan Yu Yan to the crossroads and looked at the sky that was turning white, saying.

  "Okay, be careful, Brother Yang." Lan Yu Yan waved at Yang Yu Xi and then turned around to run back, turning her head several times along the way, each time waving at Yang Yu Xi.

  Yang Yu Xi stood at the intersection, watching Lan Yu Yan disappear into the distance. If Lan Yu Yan turned back, he would wave his hand at her.

  "Oh no, it's time to go back to sleep, I'm so tired!"

  As she disappeared from view, Yang Yu Xi stretched her waist and touched the place on her face where she was kissed. "Hehe" dryly laughed twice, then turned around and ran far away.

  The sky is going to brighten up.

  "Yeah! Not discovered, great!" Yang Yu Xi crawled out of the hole, gently patted the dust off her body and carefully filled up the hole.

  He lay down on the door and saw that the two guards were still sleeping, so he smiled with relief and turned around to find a dry place to lie down and fell asleep.

  In a daze, Yang Yuxi vaguely heard someone calling his name. He sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes and crawled to the door without even bothering about the wet floor, lazily asking: "What's going on?"

  A voice came from outside the door: "Third Master, it's time for breakfast."

  "Huh, having breakfast? It's daytime?! Yang Yu Xi finally understood and stood up, rubbing her eyes, looked out the window, but was dazzled by the light outside."

  He rubbed his eyes again with a grimace, then said: "Oh, okay, I know, you open the door."

  "Ouch"

  The wooden door opened and a dazzling white light made Yang Yu Xi hurriedly cover her eyes, it took a while for her to get used to it.

  Yang Lin looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Third Master, you seem very tired. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

  Yang Yu Xi half-opened his eyes, yawned three times in a row, and replied expressionlessly: "Eh, didn't sleep well..."

  "How could she not have slept well?" Yang Lin was even more puzzled. In the past, when Yang Yu Xi was locked up in isolation, this kind of situation had never occurred before.

  Yang Yu Xi rubbed his head and said deeply: "Insomnia."

  Yang Lin was surprised: "Insomnia? You?"

  "Alas... How many sorrows can I ask you about? It's just like a river of spring water flowing east..."

  Yang Lin was speechless with laughter, this guy, what he learned was actually useful at this time.

  "Tell me, what's wrong?"

  Yang Yu Xi shook his head, picked up a bun and examined it carefully, looking like a poet, before finally uttering a sentence: "It's hard to put into words."

  Yang Lin smiled and patted his head, at this time he had already seen that Yang Yu Xi was pretending.

  "You naughty kid, hurry up and eat."

  "Yes!" Yang Yu Xi stood at attention, his face stern.

  "Ah..." Yang Lin shook his head, he was at a loss with this kid.

  Watching Yang Yu Xi wolf down his breakfast, Yang Lin revealed a relieved smile, ordered the servant to take away the things, and then said to Yang Yu Xi: "You're full, let's start our lessons now."

  "What?! Which homework? I hate memorizing the most, no way...” Yang Yu Xi had a resistant look on her face, waving her two small hands quickly.

  Yang Lin continued: "It's about cultivating, not memorizing."

  Yang Yu Xi's swinging little hand stopped, and she said with a pout: "I told you so, scared me to death."

  He continued: "But where can we practice? We can't just stay here, it's too dirty."

  Yang Lin smiled: "Of course not here, go to the training ground."

  The training grounds, this is where Yang Lin usually trains his troops. Although Yang Lin is the steward of the Yang family, he is also the commander-in-chief of the Yushan City Garrison. As for Yang Sanwang, he doesn't have the mind to be a commander-in-chief.

  The training ground was windy and dusty, with small stones swirling in the air.

  "Are you ready? The training is going to be tough." Yang Lin stood in front of Yang Yu Xi and asked.

  "Uh-huh, I'm ready. But I have a question." Yang Yuxi replied while doing warm-up exercises.

  "What's wrong?"

  "Am I not supposed to be under house arrest? How did I end up here for training?! Is this also considered house arrest?!"

  Yang Lin's head swelled with anger, and he said, "This is what the master ordered. He said that if you cause trouble again next time, the punishment won't be so simple. So now we need to discipline you a bit, or else when the time comes, you won't be able to hold on. Of course, if you want to go to the woodshed, I can also send you there. You have the freedom to choose between being locked up or going to the woodshed."

  "Whatever, I'll just cultivate then." Yang Yu Xi swung his arms and kicked his legs. Although he was only eight years old, he could still tell that this was a forced lie. Yang Sanlang clearly wanted to teach him how to cultivate and control him, but didn't have the nerve to say it outright. Since he wouldn't say it, Yang Yu Xi wouldn't expose him either.

  After a slight pause, Yang Yu Xi asked: "By the way, how will Uncle Wang Wu's losses be compensated?"

  "You still have a conscience, you little scoundrel," Yang Lin said with a smile of reproach. "I've already sent someone to make restitution, so you don't need to worry about it."

  Yang Yu Xi nodded: "Oh, then let's get started."

  Yang Lin stretched out his left hand, with his palm facing Yang Yu Xi: "Use your greatest strength to strike my palm, let me see your power."

  "Good!"

  Yang Yu Xi took a few steps back, his hands behind his waist, and suddenly charged towards Yang Lin, his black hair flying, his right fist swinging out with force!

  "Wow"

  Air was blown out of the air stream and made a hissing sound, "whooshing" loudly.

  "Boom"

  A fist landed squarely on Yang Lin's left palm, and his hand didn't move in the slightest.

  "What? Grandpa Yang Lin is so powerful!" Yang Yu Xi was somewhat astonished.

  Yang Lin's expression turned slightly pale, and he asked back: "Is this all your strength?"

  "Hmm? Don't underestimate me!"

  Yang Yu Xi took a few steps back and began to gather his energy, streams of slightly milky white air rushed into his body, his strength was slowly increasing.

  "I'm here, Grandpa Yang Lin, you'd better be ready!"

  Yang Yu Xi revealed a confident smile, he had faith that with this one punch, even Er Hu Zi, who was several years older than him, would definitely fall.

  "Boom!"

  The power of this punch was several times that of the previous one, but even so, Yang Lin's palm only retreated slightly, and the force was completely absorbed.

  However, Yang Lin was already very surprised. Logically speaking, the power of Ling Qi's middle level shouldn't have been able to move his palm, but Yang Yu Xi had managed to do so. Although Yang Lin only used a bit of his strength, it was enough to prove how formidable Yang Yu Xi was.

  "Not bad, very impressive!" Yang Lin exclaimed.

  "Nothing's happening at all! Grandpa's hands barely moved!" Yang Yu Xi didn't know what Yang Lin was thinking, but he looked disappointed.

  Yang Lin smiled: "Don't rush, come slowly, now you attack me, use your full strength."

  "Good!"

  Yang Yu Xi withdrew his right fist and kicked it back with a foot. Yang Lin dodged to the side, and Yang Yu Xi appeared behind him, swinging a vicious right hook.

  "This is far from enough!"

  Yang Lin opened his mouth lightly and dodged all of Yang Yu Xi's attacks with a light brush, his hands were even clasped behind his back, without any movement.

  After attacking desperately for an hour, Yang Yuxi was so exhausted that he could hardly stand still, half squatting with his hands on his knees panting heavily. The previous attack had been very fierce, but not a single blow had landed.

  "What the... Grandpa Yang Lin is actually so formidable, can't even hit him!"

  Yang Lin still had a relaxed face, he squatted in front of Yang Yu Xi, smiling: "Grandpa Yang Lin is not awesome at all, the old master is countless times more awesome than me."

  "What? That guy is so powerful?" Yang Yu Xi's face was full of disbelief.

  "When did grandpa ever cheat you?"

  "Ah... I'm so useless, so weak!"

  Yang Lin patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't be discouraged, Third Young Master is only eight years old and has already reached the middle level of spiritual awakening, which is very impressive. When Grandfather was eight years old, he only had lower-level spiritual energy, so Third Young Master is more impressive than Grandfather."

  "Really? Really!?" Yang Yu Xi heard this and was "resurrected from the dead", his eyes regained their confidence, as if he had forgotten that his older brother Yang Yu Wu was already a high-ranking Spirit Awakener at the age of eight.

  Yang Lin looked at Yang Yu Xi, who was once again full of ambition in front of him, and smiled as he shook his head. How could he tell him the truth? That when he was eight years old, he had already reached the upper level of Ling Qi, and was only one step away from gathering his true yuan and reaching the realm of unity with the universe.

  Yang Yu Xi clenched his fists and took the initiative to launch an attack on Yang Lin: "Grandpa, let's do it again!"

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Not far away, in the study room, Yang San forgot to face quietly in the direction of the training ground. The study room and the training ground were separated by many buildings, but his gaze was still straight ahead, as if he could see through the buildings to the movements on the training ground.

  "Yan'er, if you were still by my side, would this child be more outstanding than Yu Wuwen?"

  No one answered him, only the wind blowing past the eaves in front of that string of bamboo wind chimes, making a slightly mellow sound.

  He raised his head and gazed at the wind chime, his eyes sinking deeply into it.

  "The lord of the castle, Mr. Zhuge is requesting an audience in the great hall." A young guard bowed outside the study.

  "What? What's wrong with him?" Yang San forgot to withdraw his gaze and said lightly.

  Huo Wei Dao said: "Isn't today Lantern Festival? He seems to be seeking your opinion for tonight's fireworks party."

  Although today is not August 15 but August 16, the saying goes that the moon on the fifteenth is round on the sixteenth. Therefore, today is the day when the moon is most round. The Lantern Festival in Xingyang City is held once a year on this day. As for Yuanxiao Festival, it does not exist here.

  Yang Sanwai turned around: "Isn't it them who host every year, and they all went smoothly. Why do you want to come ask for my opinion this year?"

  The guard lowered his head and said: "Mr. Zhuge said that it seems like there is a big shot coming this year, probably from the capital, so he thinks it's necessary to discuss with you."

  "Jing City?" Yang San's face suddenly froze, and he fell silent for a long time, walking towards the main hall without saying a word.

  The guard looked slightly stunned at this, but still followed immediately, the long sword on his waist colliding with the armor to produce a crisp metallic sound.