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As soon as Xiao Lang arrived at the Xiao family, he heavily injured Xiao Jin. After that, he went to the imperial city's banquet and once again displayed his divine might. Even his family's First Young Master was injured by Zuo Ming, but he easily severely injured Zuo Ming. There were some in the plaza who were stronger than Xiao Lang, but Xiao Busi had given the order that only those under eighteen years of age would be able to fight with Xiao Lang. Furthermore, those few people with high strength were not confident of defeating the War Commander Stage Warrior.

If he fought with Xiao Lang, wouldn't that mean he was asking for trouble, looking for trouble?

But...

After a moment of silence, countless people realized something shocking — — that Xiao Lang, this country bumpkin, this young master who had wandered the streets for seventeen years, had only been back for a few days, yet he had faintly become the current Xiao Family's First Young Master?

That one sentence was enough to shut all the masters up. His position had already taken root in everyone's hearts. Even Xiao Kuang didn't have such authority in the past, right?

Amongst the crowd, Xiao Kuang's face was somewhat ugly. It wasn't that his injuries from Zuo Ming's injuries had not healed, but there was a healing type Divine Soul Warrior in the palace. On that night, most of the injuries on his and Zuo Ming's body healed up immediately. Those who came back to recuperate for a few days were more or less healed.

He had always been charming and amiable in front of everyone. That was because he was a First Young Master of the Xiao family and represented the Xiao family. Now that Xiao Lang had taken away his title, he felt that he did not need to wear that mask anymore. Therefore, his face was filled with loneliness and jealousy, and the coldness on his body made even the few young masters beside him to feel a little scared.

"Young Master Lang, why don't I, the Heavenly Demon Devil Wolf, be your mount?"

An indifferent voice came out from the left side of the plaza, attracting everyone's attention. When Xiao Kuang looked over in shock, his face turned even more gloomy. All the young masters and young misses looked at Xiao Lang with complicated gazes.

All of them were riding purple Devil Wolf s that were more than one meter tall and two meters long. In front of them was a tall man whose entire body was as cold as a ten thousand year old glacier. His mount was even taller and more powerful than the one hundred men behind him. When he was still a few hundred meters away, he could feel the brutal and brutal aura emitted by the profound beasts.

Xiao Futu!

Hell God of Slaughter, Xiao Family's Hall of Blood Elder Xiao Futu!

Xiao Futu had a very high position in the clan, only second to Xiao Busi. His personality was cold, as cold as a glacier that had existed for ten thousand years. Many of the young masters present hadn't seen him smile in their lives. He has always been impartial within his family and belongs to the neutral faction. He only listens to the orders of the Patriarch, and the rest of the people don't even bother to say a word to you.

However —

Yet today, he actually gave his mount, the Heavenly Demon Devil Wolf, to Xiao Lang in front of so many people?

This was not just a Devil Wolf's problem, there were a lot of problems, a lot of problems!

Countless of young masters looked at Xiao Lang in jealousy, countless of people could not understand, why Xiao Futu, who was always in a neutral position, would love a young master so dearly for the first time? Could it be that the Xiao family's neutral faction had already begun to stand in line? Was he still standing in the same line as the young master Lang, the one who had just returned from seventeen years wandering?

Xiao Lang did not think too much into it. Although Xiao Futu had a cold glare and a smelly face, he still liked his personality. He smiled and shook his head, "No need, Uncle Futu, it's good for me to sit on a donkey!"

Xiao Futu nodded indifferently, and said: "Alright … Your Illusory Magical Beast is not bad, cultivate it well! "

"Illusory Magical Beast?"

Countless people were astonished once again. When they looked carefully, they discovered that this donkey was indeed strange, but this made them even more jealous. They didn't know that Xiao Lang had brought this donkey back from the outside and thought that Xiao Lang would immediately bestow him with such a high level mount once he returned, even though he hadn't fully grown up yet!

Xiao Lang ignored the many complicated gazes and the daggers with a silly smile on his face as he stood at the side, separated from the young masters of the Xiao Family by a few meters of silence.

"Is everyone here?"

Xiao Futu controlled the Heavenly Demon Devil Wolf to stand in front of everyone, looked at everyone, and asked a Xiao Family Deacon. All of the young masters were dressed in luxurious clothes with a dignified demeanor. The young ladies were also dressed in beautiful warrior attire, looking valiant and formidable, riding tall horses, with Xuan Artifact s on them, showing off the elegance of a member of the Xiao family.

However, as Xiao Futu's Heavenly Demon Devil Wolf and the hundred Devil Wolf mounts of the Blood Guard of Xiao Family approached, all the famous war horses of the young masters and young misses seemed to become uneasy. Only the Illusory Magical Beast below Xiao Lang did not react at all.

One of the Deacon s beside the Young Master immediately reported, "Reporting to the Elders, all thirty-six Young Masters and twenty-three Young Masters have all arrived!"

"Xiao Shan Cannon, lead fifty people to lead the rest of the people to the back of the hall." "Let's go, gather at the southern part of the imperial city!"

Xiao Futu waved his 50 Blood Guard and immediately left, rushing towards the Xiao family's main gate. The young masters and young misses also revealed looks of excitement as they followed along on their horses. Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao hung behind the young masters and misses while Xiao Futu escorted the fifty of them.

For a single Field Hunting Competition to dispatch Xiao Futu and a hundred Blood Guard as guards, it had to be said that the clan attached great importance to this group of young masters and young misses. Of course, this was also related to the Xiao Clan's strategy of preparing to act in a high-profile manner when Xiao Busi returned.

The Devil Wolf roared, the war horses roared, and countless pedestrians on the official road to the north of the city panicked and tried to avoid it. The large army of the Xiao family madly rushed past, leaving behind countless passers-by exclamations and sighs.

The large group did not enter the imperial city, and instead circled around it as they headed towards the south. Even though he had attended the Imperial Palace's banquet that day, it was already night time. Adding the fact that Xiao Lang had been sitting in the carriage the entire time, he didn't even have the time to watch it.

On the southern square of the imperial city, flags were flying, war horses were roaring, and there were all kinds of strange Xuan Beast mounts. The ten thousand royal guards dressed in white armor had already surrounded the area. Countless young masters and guards stood in different formations silently. The light reflected off the countless Xuan Artifact s formed a silver line that struck fear into the hearts of the people.

Tat tat tat!

The sound of galloping hooves attracted the attention of over ten thousand people in the plaza, and when they saw the fifty people riding on Devil Wolf s at the very front, flying over like sharp swords, all of them trembled in fear.

The reason the Xiao family used Blood Guard of Xiao Family was obviously to tell everyone present that if anyone dared to make a move on the Field Hunting Competition this time, the consequences would be severe.

When the young masters and young ladies of the Xiao family rode over on all sorts of famous horses, the gazes of countless young ladies in the plaza started to flicker.

When Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao slowly followed behind, his sharp Perceptual Strength immediately noticed that at least a hundred young ladies had their eyes locked on him. Their limpid eyes did not hide their passion and boldness in the slightest.

Xiao Lang swept his gaze across the young masters of the Xiao Family and discovered that their gazes were like that of hungry wolves searching for their prey in the crowd. The young ladies were also looking at the young masters from the famous sects in the crowd modestly.

Xiao Lang sighed in his heart. How was this a Field Hunting Competition?

Young masters sought to seduce young masters. Field Hunting Competition, might as well be changed to Flirting Banquet. No wonder when Xiao Futu said set off, all of the young masters and mistresses of the Xiao family looked like they had eaten aphrodisiac …