BTTH: The Legend Of Xiu Emperor

At the same time, Hun Tian Di's words had already indicated that the future leader of the Soul Clan would be Hun Xiu.

Of course, this was assuming nothing unexpected happened.

Hun Xiu naturally understood what Hun Tian Di meant. His "cheap old man" seemed very dissatisfied with his practice of yellow-level fighting skills.

Hun Xiu hurriedly said respectfully, "This child will no longer be practicing yellow-level fighting skills."

In Hun Xiu's opinion, since he had already mastered his boxing, palm, and leg techniques, it was time to move forward. If nothing unexpected happened, he would start practicing Xuan-level fighting skills tomorrow.

Yellow-level fighting skills? He simply wouldn't choose them again.

"Good."

When Hun Tian Di heard Hun Xiu's response, he nodded slightly, satisfied. "Go back and rest early. Cultivation is important, but rest is equally so."

He had expected his son to object or show resistance, but he was surprised to see him being so obedient. This pleased him.

How could Hun Tian Di not be satisfied with a son who possessed terrifying talent and listened to his father so well?

As soon as he finished speaking, Hun Tian Di disappeared in an instant.

Hun Xiu, with his current Dou Ling strength, could not even sense how Hun Tian Di had come or gone. After all, his father was at the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Sheng, a realm far beyond his reach.

Once Hun Tian Di vanished, Hun Xiu also left the mountain peak.

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The Next Day - Noon

Hun Xiu arrived at the Fighting Skills Pavilion, ready to upgrade his skills. The Wind and Thunder Divine Leg was no longer challenging enough for him.

Upon seeing him, the elder guarding the pavilion, Hun Shou, said, "Hand me your current fighting skill and go in on your own."

Hun Xiu nodded and entered the pavilion.

Hun Shou, watching him leave, muttered, "I wonder what level of fighting skill he'll choose this time. Please, not a yellow-level one."

He found it a waste of talent for someone like Hun Xiu, with such terrifying cultivation aptitude, to practice yellow-level fighting skills.

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Inside the Fighting Skills Pavilion

Hun Xiu quickly reached the end of the first floor. After hesitating for a moment, he saw that the system didn't provide any prompts. He moved up to the second floor.

The second floor, known as the Xuan Layer, contained low, mid, and high-level Xuan-tier (Black-Tier) fighting skills.

Hun Xiu walked slowly, scanning the fighting skills as he went. While he already knew which type of skills he was likely to choose, he couldn't help but look around.

"Ding! Does the host wish to sign in?"

Hun Xiu had been prepared for this. He replied, "Sign in."

"Ding!

1. Xuan-level Advanced Fighting Skill - Soul-Killing Palm: Divided into four styles, each corresponding to the levels of yellow, Xuan, earth, and heaven. When mastered to the peak, a single palm strike can destroy the heavens and the earth.

2. Xuan-level Advanced Fighting Skill - Robbery Fist: Also divided into four styles, corresponding to the same levels. When fully mastered, one punch can obliterate gods and ghosts.

3. Xuan-level Advanced Fighting Skill - Thunder Wind Kick: Divided similarly, each kick contains the terrifying power of wind and thunder, capable of destroying everything. It's known for its incredible speed when mastered."

Hun Xiu murmured in his heart, "These are my choices this time?"

Without hesitation, he silently said, "I choose one."

After making his choice, the Soul-Killing Palm appeared before him. Hun Xiu stepped forward, broke the protective shield with a single punch, and retrieved the skill.

When Hun Xiu approached with the Soul-Killing Palm, Hun Shou's expectations rose.

"Let me see." Hun Shou inspected the scroll. He had hoped Hun Xiu had been properly guided after his recent conversation with the clan leader.

But when Hun Shou confirmed it was a Xuan-level fighting skill, his heart sank.

From yellow-level to Xuan-level fighting skills, there wasn't much difference in his eyes. Both were "rubbish" compared to heaven-level skills.

Hun Shou couldn't help but feel regretful. Despite Hun Xiu's unparalleled talent, he seemed to lack the wisdom to choose a skill worthy of it.

"Can I ask you a question?" Hun Shou finally said, handing the scroll back.

"Of course, Elder. Please ask."

"Does the clan leader know you've chosen to practice a Xuan-level fighting skill?"

Hun Xiu paused briefly but responded calmly, "Father is very busy, Elder. He wouldn't concern himself with such minor matters. You won't tell him, will you?"