After staying in the Huwei Forest for a few days, getting the Tiger King to agree to help, and preparing some things, Rong Fu finally returned to the Yu family.

As soon as he entered, his father took him back to the small courtyard where his family of three lived, and he was seriously interrogated by his parents.

What were you doing? Well, I just went to see the Tiger King and played with his little tigers for a few days.

Does the Tiger King have offspring? Well, yes, she still has the pictures taken by the photo stone here. Come, parents, you can enjoy them.

When did you hook up with Tiger King? Well, the day I came back, it was actually like this...

After Yubie Liu Baba told the story of that day, her parents had nothing to ask.

What else can they say? The Tiger King, whose daughter's ability has frightened all the big shots in the four cities, owes her to the family's favor.

After passing the test of his parents, Yubieliu fled back to the room with a smile, planning something for the little boy. The less you know about these things, the better. His parents... better not tell them.

It’s best if all of this becomes a coincidence!

He sat cross-legged on the bed, pretending to be practicing, then calmed down and pulled out part of his consciousness.

I've been a little busy these past few days and haven't had time to pay attention to what's going on with the little boy.

When I popped my head out of the bronze mirror, I thought it would be a small courtyard with nothing to do, but then I saw people walking around on the street and a noisy street.

"Eh?" Didn't the little boy stay at home to practice? Yubieliu made a confused sound, and then he turned into a villain and flew out.

Rong Jian, who heard the sound, lowered his eyes and saw a scene recently. He was instantly shocked and grabbed the little man and pulled him into his arms.

After looking around at the pedestrians and finding that no one noticed him, Rong Jian lowered his head and lowered his voice and said, "Why did you run out like this? I'm on the street here!"

He kicked Rong Jian's fingers away with his little feet, and Fu glared at him fiercely: "Can you be gentler? Do you think I am a little puppet, so rude?"

Hearing this, Rong Jian was even more shocked and said hurriedly: "Don't speak so loudly. What if someone finds out?"

"Tsk!" Fu sneered, jumped from Rong Jian's palm, and landed on his shoulder, "Relax, no one else can see me except you."

Rong Jian was stunned for a moment, opened the mold to observe the reactions of the people around him, and found that nothing was wrong, so he felt relieved.

The spirit of a magic weapon sounds like it's not an ordinary thing. If someone is interested in it, he, a small family disciple, can't protect Fu at all.

Fu belongs to him and cannot be missed by others.

"I said you didn't stay at home to practice, so why did you run out?" Fu shook his legs leisurely, with a casual attitude.

"Cultivation like this is too slow." Rong Jian glanced at her with a smile and continued walking forward, "In three months there will be a family competition. I have never participated in the past without spiritual roots. This time... I have to participate.

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Fu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked: "Did those people who were looking for trouble spread the news that you were able to practice?"

No matter which family it is, there are unified rules on this matter. Every disciple who can practice needs to participate in the competition and determine the ranking.

The purpose is naturally to inspire the disciples in this way to practice hard and improve their strength so that they can become the pillars of the family.

In the past, Rong Jian could avoid family competitions and not participate in the competitions by claiming that he had no spiritual roots and could not practice, but now, this is no longer possible.

Moreover, those few people had no good intentions towards Rong Jian, and even made harsh words when they left. If they meet in a competition, Rong Jian is not strong enough, and he will inevitably get beaten up.

Of course, Rong Jian couldn't accept such a result, and neither could she.

"My father asked me to go over to his place today," Rong Jian said, pausing slightly. "He told me that the news that I can practice has spread throughout the family."

"Then what?" Fu continued to ask.

"He said, let me practice hard and not participate in this family competition. He will let him decide as for the elders." Rong Jian turned his eyes over with a serious expression, "But, I want to participate."

Fu was stuck for a moment and didn't know what to say. She originally thought that it was because it was revealed that the little boy could practice cultivation, so she had to participate. But in the end, was it you who asked for it?

To be honest, Rong's father did this for the sake of the little boy. He had only started practicing for a few days and his strength was low. There was no way he could compare with other peers who had been practicing for several years.

This is not a matter of talent or not, but time. Rong Jian's training time is too short, his current level has not kept up, and his martial arts has not been practiced. How can he go and fight with others?

It was with this in mind that Rong's father asked Rong Jian to give up participating. As a result...it can only be said that he is indeed a strong-willed son of destiny. No matter whether he does it or not, he will be done as soon as he gets there.

...Okay, she had expected this a long time ago, so she also made preparations in advance.

"My father was angry," Rong Jian pursed his lips and smiled sheepishly, "he slapped me in the face and cut off my resources for three months."

He naturally knew that his father was doing it for his own good, but he didn't want to give in on this matter. He wanted everyone to see clearly that he, Rong Jian, would not continue to be cowardly.

As for the cultivation resources, those in the past were all at an advantage to others. This time, he thought he could finally use them for himself, but who knew... they were cut off by his father.

Rong's father had made up his mind not to let Rong Jian participate in order to avoid being beaten. Fu thought, chuckled twice, patted Rong Jian's side face and said, "Then I won't participate, good boy. I want to

Listen to daddy!"

Listening to Fu's teasing, Rong Jian was a little bit dumbfounded, but his eyes were full of determination: "I really... want to participate."

"Hey, you said that beautifully!" Fu clapped his hands and then asked, "Then, with your current level of not even reaching the second level of body forging, how do you plan to fight those who are on the fourth and fifth levels of body forging? Let alone

Those little geniuses in the family have reached the eighth or ninth level of physical training."

Hearing this, Rong Jian's eyes dimmed slightly, and then he fell silent. Yes, after wasting so many years, how could he catch up? How could he return the pain that those people had inflicted on him? How...

Prove yourself?

Seeing Rong Jian's somewhat discouraged reaction, Fu raised an eyebrow. Young man, I'm afraid you don't know how fast a son of destiny can practice!

Plus she has this big golden finger next to her, haha, it’s hard to slow down!

Shaking his legs, Fu changed the subject: "By the way, you haven't told me why you went out today."
Chapter completed!