Please call me Xu Xingluo.

Xu Mu?

Upon hearing this name, Dai Dongyang's lips tightened, his expression filled with resentment.

He still held a grudge in his heart for the slap Xu Mu had given him.

Yet, he could do nothing about it.

After the Nangong family incident, Dai Xuan had told him not to move against Xu Mu for the time being.

Because he might be a disciple of a sect.

The Zheng De Fa Xie Sect.

The Dai family had specifically spent a large sum of money to inquire with a clerk at the local environmental sanitation department.

However, they could not find any records of this sect's existence.

But if Xu Mu was lying, then why did the one-armed man at Nangong Ping's birthday banquet claim to be from the Zheng De Fa Xie Sect?

"This kid actually dares to come to our house!"

Dai Dongyang clenched his fists.

Dai Xingluo and Bai Yi, however, exchanged glances, then both revealed smiles on their faces.

They hadn't expected Xu Mu to come directly to them.

"And who is this Xu Mu?"

Dai Feiying slightly frowned. "How did so many things happen in the few months I was in seclusion?"

"Father, let me explain."

Dai Xuan, sitting beside Dai Feiying, gave a general account of the matters concerning Xu Mu.

The main focus was the events at the Nangong family.

"You said a severed arm? What was that person's name?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Feiying's expression suddenly changed.

"That person... didn't seem to give a name."

Dai Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Father, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Dai Feiying shook his head, then looked at Dai Xingluo. "Since you are on good terms with Xu Mu, is this Zheng De Fa Xie Sect real?"

"Of course. I've even met one of their elders, who is at the Transcendent Realm."

Dai Xingluo said with a calm expression.

"Transcendent Realm?"

Not only Dai Feiying, but the other members of the Dai family also gasped in shock.

For a reclusive family like theirs, the Transcendent Realm was already akin to a legend.

"Let Xu Mu in..."

"I'm already here!"

Before Dai Feiying could finish his sentence, Xu Mu's voice came from outside.

In the next moment, Xu Mu's figure appeared at the entrance of the villa.

"Brother!"

"Mas... Boss!"

Dai Xingluo and Bai Yi called out simultaneously upon seeing the person who walked in.

[Favorability +10]

[Favorability +10]

The two of them ran over together, arriving by Xu Mu's side.

"Xu Mu! You have some nerve! We haven't allowed you in yet, and you dare to barge into our Dai family!"

Dai Dongyang took a few steps forward and said sternly.

Dai Wenlin, meanwhile, gently pushed his glasses up and sized up the person before him.

Dai Xuan and Dai Feiying were also looking at Xu Mu, not speaking.

"I have some nerve? It's clearly you who have the nerve! Daring to kidnap my people privately, have you no regard for your lives!"

Xu Mu stared coldly at Dai Dongyang.

"Dai Xingluo is a member of our Dai family!"

Dai Xuan stared at Xu Mu and said.

"What about Bai Yi then? She's my person!"

Xu Mu grabbed one of Bai Yi's twin tails and shook it like a fan. "If she loses a single hair, can you afford to compensate?"

[Favorability +15]

Hearing this, a blush immediately appeared on Bai Yi's petite cheeks.

"Brother, I have no ties to the Dai family either."

Dai Xingluo looked up at Xu Mu.

"Xingluo! Have you forgotten that your surname is Dai!"

Dai Xuan raised his voice a few notches.

"I can change my surname to Xu right now. Please call me Xu Xingluo from now on."

Dai Xingluo linked her arm with Xu Mu's and looked calmly at Dai Xuan.

"Enough, everyone be quiet."

Dai Feiying gestured for everyone to quiet down, then looked at Xu Mu. "I heard you are from the Zheng De Fa Xie Sect?"

"That's right. You know of it?"

Xu Mu used his Divine Eye to examine the old man.

Name: Dai Feiying

Identity: Founder of the reclusive Dai family, disciple of the Myriad Races Valley

Favorability: -5

Destiny Level: 3 (Max Level 10)

Seeing this, Xu Mu nodded inwardly. In the previous plot, it was only mentioned that Dai Feiying had once come from a sect.

It never specified which one; he hadn't expected him to be from the Myriad Races Valley.

This sect appears later in the story as well, a sect comprised of various races.

That Dai Feiying was a sect disciple did not exceed Xu Mu's expectations.

In fact, most founders of reclusive families are usually sect disciples.

They have average talent, having spent most of their lives in the sect. Their cultivation level is more or less fixed, destined not to become top-tier experts.

At this point, they would leave the sect to retire.

Since they are still considered part of the sect, some would establish their own families and nurture descendants.

Of course, some sects directly expel them, cutting all ties with such disciples afterwards.

Then there are those like Dai Feiying, who are still nominally sect disciples but must pay annual tributes to the sect in return for its grace.

"I haven't heard of your sect. However, since you are a sect disciple, your strength should be decent, right?"

Dai Feiying asked indifferently.

He could tell that Dai Xingluo seemed to have favorable feelings towards Xu Mu.

He was considering whether to give things a push from behind, as a way of doing her a favor.

He understood Dai Xingluo's personality; she responded better to kindness than coercion.

The more you tried to force her, the more she would resist. It was almost impossible to make her do anything against her will.

It was better to go along with her wishes.

But there was a prerequisite: Xu Mu had to be truly outstanding.

If he was just trash within the sect, he naturally wouldn't hand Dai Xingluo over to him.

After all, Dai Xingluo was very beautiful, and the young masters of major families or sects favored people like her.

"My strength is passable, just a superficial understanding."

Xu Mu looked at Dai Xingluo and Bai Yi beside him. "Let's go back."

Both nodded simultaneously.

"Wait, you can take that little girl, but not Dai Xingluo!"

Dai Feiying stood with his hands behind his back. "She is, after all, a member of my Dai family."

"I told you, I'm no longer a member of the Dai family. I've already severed ties with you!"

Dai Xingluo turned her head and retorted coldly.

"If you want to leave, it's possible, but only if I marry you off. That is the only way."

Dai Feiying raised his hand. His entire withered palm was now covered in red Qi.

Seeing this, the members of the Dai family were all astonished.

"Grandfather! You've actually reached the Grandmaster Realm?"

Dai Dongyang's eyes widened in excitement.

Dai Xuan was also full of shock. "Father! In just a few years, you've broken through again."

"I didn't expect it either, that an old man like me could have a second spring. These months in seclusion, aided by rare treasures, allowed me to smoothly enter the Grandmaster Realm."

Dai Feiying's face showed pride. "It's just a pity my talent is still insufficient. If I were decades younger, I wouldn't have been driven out of the sect. I might even have become an elder by now."

Seeing this, a trace of panic flashed in Dai Xingluo's eyes.

In her memory, Dai Feiying was only at the mid-stage of the Divine Ability Realm.

And two years ago, Dai Xuan had just entered the early stage of Divine Ability.

That's why she wasn't worried at all about coming to the Dai family this time; at worst, she would just fight her way out.

She hadn't expected Dai Feiying to have broken through two whole stages in these years, reaching the Grandmaster Realm.

Leaving now wouldn't be so simple.

"Grandfather, with a Grandmaster like you overseeing our Dai family, whether it's the Nangong family or that so-called Dragon King, they will all have to bow their heads in submission."

Dai Wenlin smiled and pushed his glasses up.

Hearing this, Xu Mu immediately narrowed his eyes. Dragon King?

Has Ye Chen met with them?

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