"Twin Martial Spirits and Troublesome Intruders: Huang Xiaolong's Journey Continues"

"Isn't it good?!" Sun Zhang looked at Marshal Haotian with surprise. He had assumed that, given his status, Marshal Haotian would readily accept Huang Xiaolong as his disciple. However, to his astonishment, Marshal Haotian flatly refused.

Sun Zhang's complexion turned unhappy. Marshal Haotian noticed his expression and said, "Sun Zhang, actually, I cannot take responsibility for this matter."

"Can't you take responsibility?!" Sun Zhang was stunned. "Isn't Huang Xiaolong your illegitimate child?!"

The mention of an illegitimate child caused Marshal Haotian to break out in a cold sweat. This old man actually thought that Huang Xiaolong was his child?! Marshal Haotian's forehead creased with worry as he sternly replied, "Sun Zhang, not only me, even my master cannot take responsibility!"

"You mean your master, Yu Ming, cannot take responsibility?!" Sun Zhang's face showed shock. Yu Ming was an Innate Rank 10 powerhouse. The fact that even Yu Ming couldn't take responsibility left Sun Zhang wondering about Huang Xiaolong's true identity.

Marshal Haotian nodded heavily in confirmation. He had deliberately left out the fact that his master didn't have the qualifications to accept Huang Xiaolong as a disciple. Revealing his status as Marshal Haotian's Master Ancestor might cause unnecessary alarm, so he chose to withhold that information from Sun Zhang.

Though the two were friends, Marshal Haotian hadn't previously mentioned his connection to Asura Sect, so Sun Zhang was unaware of Marshal Haotian's affiliation.

After a while, Sun Zhang left Marshal Mansion and looked up at the sky. The blue clouds above seemed fierce and vibrant. "I didn't expect the boy's status to be so complicated," Sun Zhang muttered to himself. "Which imperial prince of our Broken Blade Empire could he be?" However, he quickly dismissed the thought.

Leaving Marshal Mansion, Sun Zhang headed straight back to the school.

As night fell, the dim light of the day gave way to the gentle glow of the moon. The cool night breeze wafted through Tianxuan Mansion as Huang Xiaolong sat cross-legged on a cold jade bed, his meridians circulating Nine Nether Battle Qi. However, he wasn't practicing Asura Arts. For the past two days, he had been contemplating the possibility of summoning his twin Martial Spirits individually.

Now, Huang Xiaolong was determined to explore summoning each Martial Spirit alone. If he could control them separately, he wouldn't have to worry about his twin Martial Spirits being discovered. In combat situations, he could simply summon his Black Dragon Martial Spirit.

However, every time Huang Xiaolong attempted to summon one Martial Spirit alone, both the Black Dragon and Blue Dragon would appear together. It was akin to trying to write two different characters simultaneously with both hands—it was nearly impossible because a person couldn't do two things at once.

Despite repeated failures, Huang Xiaolong didn't get discouraged. He continued to practice, aiming to gain better control over his Twin Dragons Martial Spirit.

A night passed, and while he hadn't succeeded yet, Huang Xiaolong realized he had become more adept at controlling his Twin Dragons Martial Spirit. Previously, it took three breaths to summon both Martial Spirits, but now he only needed two breaths.

Leaving his room, Huang Xiaolong stretched his muscles and heard the sounds of morning exercise in the backyard. He leisurely strolled over and discovered the servants Fei Hou had purchased were about to practice the Arhat Fist technique. Huang Xiaolong had taught Fei Hou this technique, and he had instructed Fei Hou to teach it to the servants.

Observing their stances, Huang Xiaolong nodded in approval. Although it had only been a few days, the servants had made decent progress. They showed good aptitude for martial arts and battle skills, which was one of Huang Xiaolong's requirements when training his followers—they needed loyalty and a certain level of comprehension in martial arts and battle skills.

"Young Master!" Fei Hou noticed Huang Xiaolong's arrival and quickly went forward.

Huang Xiaolong nodded and pointed to Boli, a Beastman, who was practicing the Arhat Fist technique in the backyard square. He said to Fei Hou, "You oversee Boli's training, and he will be responsible for supervising and training the others. This way, you'll also have time for your own practice."

"Yes, Young Sect Master!" Fei Hou replied respectfully.

"Come, accompany me for a walk," Huang Xiaolong said to Fei Hou. It had been a few days since he arrived in Luo Tong Royal City, and he hadn't had a chance to explore properly. He planned to take a stroll and, in the meantime, purchase some supplies and visit Li Lu's family's silk shop. Over the past few months, he had grown significantly taller, so he wanted to order some new clothes from the Li family.

Huang Xiaolong, Fei Hou, and the four guards from Marshal Mansion left Tianxuan Mansion and walked along the streets. The morning sunlight was beautiful, and the air felt fresh. Huang Xiaolong enjoyed watching the bustling crowds and lively shops. Ordinary life, he realized, was a source of happiness.

After walking several streets, they arrived at the Li family's silk shop. Li Cheng, who had temporarily moved to Royal City to assist Li Lu, eagerly greeted them when he saw Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou.

Huang Xiaolong nodded and greeted him as "Uncle," and Fei Hou also acknowledged him with a nod. Then Li Cheng led them into the shop's hall and personally served them tea. During this meeting, Li Cheng seemed somewhat cautious around Huang Xiaolong, likely due to the rumors he had heard about Huang Xiaolong's connection to Marshal Haotian and the recent incident involving Jiang Teng.

As they sat down, Huang Xiaolong decided to order some custom-made clothes. Li Cheng was taken aback when Huang Xiaolong mentioned it but quickly stood up and personally took Huang Xiaolong's measurements. Although Huang Xiaolong suggested that a servant could handle the task, Li Cheng insisted on doing it himself, causing Huang Xiaolong to feel a bit embarrassed.

While Li Cheng was measuring Huang Xiaolong, the latter realized that if his parents found out that Li Cheng had personally measured him for clothes in Royal City, they would have no end of questions and concerns. So, Huang Xiaolong took the opportunity to tell Li Cheng, "Uncle, my parents are still unaware of my presence in Royal City, and I'd prefer to keep it that way. When you return, please don't inform them."

Li Cheng quickly assured Huang Xiaolong, "Don't worry, Xiaolong. I won't say a word to your parents."

Huang Xiaolong nodded in relief. Otherwise, when he returned home at the end of the year, his parents would surely bombard him with questions, and that was something he wanted to avoid.

Just then, a commotion broke out outside the shop, accompanied by shouting and cursing.

Frowning, Huang Xiaolong could hear that there was trouble brewing outside. Li Cheng, too, heard the disturbance and his expression soured. For the past few days, a group of troublemakers had been deliberately causing problems outside the shop, even injuring several people. And now, it seemed they had returned again.