In the past few days, there have been a lot of rumors in the streets and alleys inside and outside the Eastern Cloud City, and without exception, they are all related to the City Lord's Mansion.
"The young master of Cloud City City is back!"
"It's not Kong Qingchen."
"Is it the monster who has been able to draw thunder since he was a child? Wasn't he locked up in a remote Zhuangzi by the city lord since he was a child?"
"I heard that in the past few years, I have worshiped the great cultivators of the Western Regions, and now I have become a disciple."
"Haha! You still dare to say the word "monster" now, without fear of being caught at night and having your throat cut!"
"I heard that the city lord held a banquet last month, and several city lords from the four regions came. They were all shocked when they saw Kong Qingchen's cultivation. Think about it, what kind of cultivation can be done to shock several big city lords?"
"Calculating my age, I'm still less than 20 years old. No matter how good my qualifications are, how powerful can I be? It's probably just the people in the house who are bragging about me!"
"Tsk, tsk, your knowledge is too short. My aunt works in Butler Yan's house, and the son of Butler Yan followed Kong Qingchen up the mountain. He was only ten years old and ignorant when he went up the mountain. Now he is only seventeen. He has practiced for 140 years and has other skills! Think about it, everyone who is waiting around can have this kind of cultivation. That Kong Qingchen's cultivation is beyond our knowledge!"
"Really? That's really amazing! That old guy Yan Su will really make arrangements for his own son!"
"Okay, I heard it all, but which one of you has seen it with your own eyes? Isn't the Spring Hope Conference held in Yuncheng next year? If he can be at the Spring Hope Conference, not to mention the top spot, and can pass the fifth round, I will obey him!"
"Five rounds? There were only six rounds before the General Administration, and next year he will only be twenty. Aren't you talking nonsense!"
"Isn't he extremely talented? How can he convince others if he can't pass five rounds?"
"Come on, the dignified eldest son of the city lord's palace, do you need to be convinced? Is it your turn to be convinced?"
"You!..."
At this time, the young master Kong Qingchen, who was considered to be extremely talented by everyone, was looking helpless as he watched the ignorant boy Yan Xing with disheveled hair and dirty clothes, arguing with the servants in the house.
Intent: Healing, resolving, warming