Chapter 2

"What? Xiao Chen, you've broken through to Level Two of the Body-refining Realm?"

Beside him, Xiao Hai looked visibly surprised, his eyes clouded over.

How did that loser make a breakthrough?

"You just got lucky."

Xiao Chen smirked and said, "After a nap, not only have I cultivated to Level Two of the Body-refining Realm, but I have also learned some martial arts techniques. Uncle Xiao Hai, would you like to give it a try?"

"You, learning martial arts techniques? You must be dreaming!"

Xiao Hai sneered.

In Shenlong Land, martial arts were divided into four levels: Sky, Earth, Black, and Yellow. Each level was further divided into upper, middle, and lower grades. Even the lowest, Yellow-level martial arts, were difficult to master.

A person with first-level cultivation talent would struggle to comprehend even the basics. Yet, Xiao Chen dared to claim he'd learned martial arts techniques in his sleep.

"Xiao Chen, stop with your nonsense! With your cultivation level, you will never learn any martial arts techniques!"

Xiao Feng's voice was filled with disdain.

"Trash, if you know what's good for you, give up your position as the young master. Otherwise, I'll beat you to death!"

Xiao Feng revealed his Level Five of the Body-refining Realm, arrogance radiating from him.

So what if Xiao Chen had cultivated to Level Two? He was still three levels ahead. A single slap could end him!

"Hah, Xiao Fa, do you understand now? My son is far superior to Xiao Chen!"

Xiao Hai laughed loudly, his tone dripping with malice. "Xiao Chen is useless. Why do you still want him to be the heir? Aren't you worried he'll bring shame to our family?"

"Uncle Xiao Hai, you think too highly of your son," Xiao Chen said coldly. "With so many sons, losing Xiao Feng shouldn't matter too much to you."

From his bed, Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes, his words harsh.

Xiao Hai's insults and threats had gone too far. Xiao Chen no longer felt the need to remain polite.

"Trash, you have no right to interrupt our fathers' conversation!"

Xiao Feng snarled, his tone threatening. "If you dare talk back again, I'll turn you into an imbecile right now!"

"Xiao Feng, how dare you!" Xiao Fa scolded in a deep voice. "Xiao Chen is still the young master! Watch your tone!"

"Hmph. In that case, I, Xiao Feng, challenge him!"

Xiao Feng puffed out his chest arrogantly. "The young master of the Xiao clan should be the strongest of the younger generation! Xiao Chen is not qualified!"

He turned to Xiao Chen and shouted, "Do you dare accept my challenge?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

Xiao Chen stood up, unfazed, ready to face him.

"Haha, you're asking for your own death!"

Xiao Feng was overjoyed. He didn't expect Xiao Chen to actually accept the challenge!

"Xiao Chen, I'll teach you a lesson today."

Xiao Feng clenched his fist, a cold glint in his eyes as he launched his attack.

"Too weak!"

Xiao Chen shook his head. Without sparing a glance at Xiao Feng's punch, he threw one of his own.

"Dreaming Fist!"

Xiao Chen's voice was calm, almost lazy, yet his punch carried incredible power.

The martial arts techniques gifted by the Invincible Sleeping System surged through him.

"Ah!"

Xiao Feng screamed, his body flying backward as he hit the ground with a thud.

"It's quiet now," Xiao Chen muttered, rubbing his eyes as he lay back down. "I can finally sleep."

"What!?"

Xiao Hai was stunned. Xiao Feng, defeated by this so-called trash?

Rushing to his son's side, Xiao Hai's expression turned dark.

"You beat Xiao Feng into an imbecile!" he roared. "I will kill you!"

Without hesitation, Xiao Hai launched an attack, his overwhelming aura filling the room.

The ground and walls cracked under the pressure of his Spirit Incarnation Realm power.

"Xiao Hai, how dare you!"

Xiao Fa stepped forward, intercepting the attack. Their fists collided, creating a deafening explosion that shook the building.

"Xiao Hai, do you no longer see me as the family head?" Xiao Fa's tone was cold and unyielding.

"You allow your son to harm his own family, and you call that leadership?" Xiao Hai sneered. "Xiao Chen is a disaster waiting to happen!"

"In battle, life and death are inevitable. Xiao Feng's defeat is no one's fault but his own," Xiao Fa said firmly.

"If you're not satisfied, we can settle this right now."

Furious but outmatched, Xiao Hai spat, "The Family Competition is in ten days. We'll see how long Xiao Chen lasts!"

Grabbing his injured son, Xiao Hai stormed out.