Zhou Mansion, in a courtyard.

Cang Yun sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes, sinking into his cultivation. There were still three days until the Zhou Clan's opening. Thus, after bidding farewell to Zhou Hao and Zhou Xian'er, he began his cultivation.

He had also understood that the clan ground was actually a trial ground, and one must pass the trial within it in order to obtain benefits. Moreover, the strength to complete such a trial was often a crucial factor, therefore, he could not relax even after three days. After all, his cultivation was still a little too weak.

"Cang Yun, get the hell over here."

However, at this moment, a sudden shout came from the courtyard.

Upon hearing the voice, Cang Yun opened his eyes as a frown creased his forehead. He pursed his lips and asked, "Why are you looking for trouble so soon?"

When he had accepted the Zhou family's quota, he had already anticipated such a situation. After all, the clan's quota was very tight, and since he was an outsider, it naturally caused many people to be displeased. However, what surprised him was that trouble came knocking on his door so quickly.

As he thought of this, Cang Yun stood up and walked out of the room. Since he had already accepted the placings, there was no reason for him to return. Therefore, he could only try out the methods of these Zhou Family disciples.

"Hoh, not a cowardly turtle. He really dares to come out."

In the courtyard, a young man dressed in white crossed his arms and sneered as he watched Cang Yun, who had walked out from his room. Around him, there were quite a number of youngsters of similar age, forming a semicircle.

"What's the matter?"

Cang Yun took in the expressions of the people in front of him and his calm face became slightly indifferent. He immediately opened his mouth to ask. Since these people wanted to cause trouble, there was no need to pretend.

The youth in white narrowed his eyes. When he saw the calmness and indifference in Cang Yun's eyes, the anger in his heart rose even more.

"What, you took something that doesn't belong to you, don't you understand?" The youth in white shouted in a low voice.

Hearing this, Cang Yun couldn't be bothered to keep up the suspense. He faintly shook his head: "The clan's quota was given to me personally by Realm Lord Zhou Hao. Why is it something that doesn't belong to me?"

"A sector lord has bestowed it to you?" The youth in white sneered as he looked at Cang Yun with eyes filled with disdain, "A trash from the Vastheaven Realm is worthy of a spot in our Zhou Family? "Don't think that I don't know, but a pretty boy like you must have used flowery words to confuse Miss Xian'Er, which was why the latter asked for a placing for you. But today, I want you to know that without strength, any other methods are just a joke!"

Obviously, the words of the youth in white clothing were what they were thinking. After all, these people did not know what had happened in the council chamber, so they could only come up with this conjecture, which they thought was the most reasonable one.

Cang Yun smiled faintly but was too lazy to explain. It was just as the white-clothed youth had said, without strength, all explanations were a joke. The only way to make the joke not so ridiculous was to shut up those who were watching with absolute power.

Therefore …

"There's no need to waste words. If you want to fight, just do it." Taking a step forward, Cang Yun looked at the youth in white robes as his calm voice sounded out in the courtyard.

"That's exactly what I want!"

As his white robes fluttered, his hands reached out at the same time. Origin Energy wrapped around his palms, and the wind from his palms was like blades. In that instant, he completely revealed his peak of the Blood Spirit Realm strength.

However, in the face of such a ferocious attack, Cang Yun's calm face did not change at all. Only when the white-clothed youth's sharp palm strike was about to reach his body did he turn around and take half a step back. At the same time, Cang Yun brought his right palm together and turned it into a palm blade.

Crack!

A bone cracking sound suddenly rang out after the figures crossed each other. Immediately, the youth in white clothes was sent flying under astonished gazes before falling to the ground. He held onto his right arm as he cried out in pain.

In just one exchange, the youth in white had lost without any suspense!

This scene caused the surrounding Zhou family disciples to be in an uproar. Then, they turned their gazes towards the calm and tranquil Cang Yun, as their expressions slowly began to change. At this moment, they understood that this young man in front of them was not as weak as they had imagined!

At this moment, the sound of someone clapping suddenly came from the side.

"Cang Yun, you truly are worthy of being called the number one genius of the Immortal Yang Spiritual Academy. However, you injured a disciple of my Zhou family here. Aren't you looking down on my Zhou family a little too much?"

Hearing this voice, the entire courtyard instantly quietened down. Under numerous gazes filled with reverence, a purple-clothed youth slowly walked out of the path that the crowd had opened up. The corner of his mouth contained a trace of an arrogant smile as he stared at Cang Yun and asked in a somewhat stern voice.

Cang Yun turned around and looked at the purple-clothed youth in front of him. He then pursed his lips and asked, "Is the main character finally here?"

Although he didn't understand much about the younger generation disciples of the Sunfire Realm, Cang Yun knew that the white-clothed youth from before was only pushed out to test him. After all, with the white-clothed youth's strength, he didn't have the qualifications to compete for the clan's quota.

"Brother Shan, you must avenge me!" At this time, seeing the purple-clothed youth appear, the white-clothed youth that was injured by Cang Yun quickly ran to the purple-clothed youth's side. He glared at Cang Yun with malicious eyes and begged respectfully.

However, Zhou Shan glared at him coldly when he heard the young man's pleas.

"Useless trash, the face of the Zhou family has been completely thrown away by you!" After a low curse, Zhou Shan once again stared at Cang Yun with his arrogant eyes. He smiled and said, "But no matter what, he is still a member of my Zhou family. If an outsider were to injure him, I will naturally avenge him."

"Fair?"

After which, he glanced at the white clothed young man beside Zhou Shan and said, "The one who has come to cause trouble is him. The one who has attacked first is also him. Therefore, the justice that you have mentioned should be me asking for it from you, right?"