I'm very smart

A Mahayana Realm demonic Dragon was instantly killed with a single claw, unable to even resist.

Many Elders from various forces had lived for thousands of years; what kind of scenes hadn't they witnessed?

But a scene like today, where a Mahayana demonic Dragon was crushed like a mere fish, they had truly never seen before!

Xiao Fan's Nineteenth Uncle mumbled, a little surprised, "Ah, I thought he was very strong."

"Stronger than Nineteenth Uncle, I've always recognized your strength," Xiao Fan praised.

He couldn't help but show a childish smile, chuckling as he said, "Just so-so. I've learned some new Moves recently. Let's practice."

He clenched his fist, his face serious.

Xiao Fan shook his head, "Nineteenth Uncle is the strongest in the world. I'm no match."

"Let's have a fight. I'll let you use one hand," he said, pulling Xiao Fan's arm.

"I really can't win. Nineteenth Uncle, please spare me," Xiao Fan refused.

"Boring," he shrugged off Xiao Fan's hand and pouted as he jumped back onto the Dragon carriage.

Xiao Fan glanced at it, then casually put away the Wanlong Nest.

Then he said to the Elders of the Holy Land, "It's a Mahayana Dragon corpse after all. Why are you just standing there? Aren't Dragon sinews, Dragon blood, Dragon scales, and Dragon bones good things?"

"Oh, oh, good, good, good, we'll collect them now." These Elders beamed with joy and went to collect the corpse.

A Mahayana Realm Dragon corpse, every part of it was a treasure; it was a huge profit.

As for Xiao Fan, he happily followed Nineteenth Uncle's pace.

Only a group of stunned Cultivators remained.

"I must have woken up too quickly today."

"If I remember correctly, that purple Dragon should be the Purple-scaled Silver-backed Dragon of the East Sea Dragon Clan. That's the overlord of the East Sea!"

"Yes, I heard that eight thousand years ago, when this Purple-scaled Silver-backed Dragon was in the Early Stage of Mahayana, it defeated the East Sea's former overlord, the Sky-devouring Giant Whale, who was in the Late Stage of Mahayana. Its strength was formidable."

"I never expected him to be killed with a single claw."

"How terrifying, this Taixuan Holy Son."

Everyone was astonished. As for Xiao Fan's identity as the Xiao Family's Young Master, apart from some major forces, most people didn't know.

They only knew that Xiao Fan was the Taixuan Holy Son.

They all assumed that his confidence in confronting the purple Dragon came from the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

They never expected that his backing was far more than just the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

It seems that in the future, even a Great Ascension cultivator must not speak loudly to this Saint.

...

Xiao Fan also sat on the Dragon carriage, speaking gently to the child.

This little fellow, named Xiao An, was of the same generation as Xiao Fan's father, but his actual age was younger than Xiao Fan's.

Xiao Fan remembered that when he was six years old, another child was born in the clan. He thought he would have another cousin, but instead, he became an uncle due to a super seniority increase.

Xiao An was young but of high seniority, yet he always played with those of his nephew's generation. Xiao Fan had the best relationship with him, so it was only natural for him to come looking for Xiao Fan.

On the Dragon carriage, Xiao Fan asked, "Nineteenth Uncle, why did you come out? Are you alone?"

Xiao An held a grudge against Xiao Fan for refusing his challenge and didn't want to talk to him much.

Helpless, Xiao Fan had to say, "I'll make you a Puppet named Gundam when I get back, alright?"

Xiao An's eyes lit up. He said seriously, "You promised, you can't lie to me."

"I won't lie to you."

Xiao Fan: "With your intelligence, it's hard for me to lie to you."

Regarding Xiao Fan's praise, Xiao An said with a smile, "That's true. After all, you always praise me as the smartest person in the clan."

Xiao Fan: "..."

Afraid that continuing the conversation would expose something, Xiao Fan changed the subject, "Why did you come out alone? How can you not bring any guards? And this Nine Golden Dragon Carriage, how did you bring it out?"

It wasn't that he was afraid of him being kidnapped; Xiao Fan was just afraid he would get lost and lose his way.

"Of course, I snuck out, though the process was a bit difficult.

This Dragon carriage, I heard your father confiscated it from you. Didn't I bring it to you?"

"How about it, aren't I good to you?" he hummed, looking forward to Xiao Fan's praise.

Xiao Fan was momentarily stunned, "Ah, brought it for me?"

He couldn't help but feel a little touched. As expected of you, whom I've raised since childhood.

"Can you control them?" Xiao Fan pointed to the nine golden Dragons.

Xiao An nodded and said, "Of course, I'm very capable."

"I also stole the Dragon Control Token, ta-da!" He took out the Dragon Control Token, which controlled the nine golden Dragons, and tossed it to Xiao Fan, "This thing is yours from now on. If your father tries to take it back, just tell me, your uncle, and I'll get it back for you."

Xiao Fan's father was the family head, but Xiao An was of the same generation and deeply loved by the clan Elders. As long as he cried, he would get anything.

This rogue Move was taught by Xiao Fan: a crying child gets milk.

Xiao Fan was a little touched. Nineteenth Uncle, the hard work of changing your diapers all these years has paid off.

Xiao An looked left and right, and seeing no one around, he mysteriously pulled Xiao Fan into the carriage.

"Why so mysterious?" Xiao Fan asked, puzzled.

"To show you something fun," Xiao An said secretively.

From his red bellyband, he pulled out a small, emerald-green jade bottle.

Then, from his open-crotch pants, he pulled out a flowerpot and a bag of seeds.

Uh, your hiding spots are quite unique...

"Watch closely, I'll show you a trick!" he said excitedly.

Then, he planted the seeds in the pot, opened the jade bottle's lid, and poured out the small green liquid inside. The vibrant Spirit Liquid dripped onto the seeds.

The seeds immediately began to sprout roots and grow at an incredible speed.

In just a moment, new shoots emerged, flowered, and bore fruit.

"Impressive, right?" he said proudly.

Xiao Fan watched, dumbfounded. Little green bottle, Inducing fluid (catalytic liquid), it's so similar, too similar!

Upon closer inspection, Xiao Fan looked at the Spirit Plant. It was clearly a Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Spirit Ginseng, with seven green leaves on its crown, encasing a fruit as lustrous as a snowflake, crystal clear.

It was obviously ripe.

He couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "One drop of the little green liquid can ripen a ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Medicine?"

"This..."

It was even more outrageous than Han Laomo's.

"I found it in the back mountain at home," Xiao An explained, "But unfortunately, there's too little liquid in this small green bottle. Only a tiny drop is produced every day, not enough for me to play with."

"If you play with me for a month, how about I give it to you?" Xiao An said.

"Give it to me?" Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment. This... Xiao An clearly didn't know the importance of this little green bottle.

"Of course, it's not for free. Within a month, you must make time to play with me, and you also have to make me one, no, three Gundam Puppets."

"The conditions are this strict; they cannot be lowered, and you cannot bargain," Xiao An said with a serious expression.

Listening to his words, Xiao Fan didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He was 12 years old, yet still so childish.

Can't you be a little more mature like me?

Xiao Fan said, "Has anyone else seen your little green bottle?"

"No one knows. I deliberately kept it a secret so others wouldn't know. I was preparing a surprise for you. How about it, aren't I good to you? You're the second person to know!" Xiao An tilted his head, looking smug.

It seemed this was a secret between the two of them.

After thinking for a moment, for such a treasure, the fewer people who knew, the better.

He said, "Then let's make a pact. This matter, besides you and me, cannot be spoken of to anyone else."

"As for the little green bottle, let's keep it our little secret, how about that?"

"As you say, here you go." Xiao An immediately agreed and prepared to hand the green bottle to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan, however, did not take it. He said, "You can use it yourself. This is your Opportunity. Keep it safe."

Xiao An frowned at his words, "Are you saying you don't want to play with me?"

"How could that be? Even without this bottle, I would still be duty-bound."

"Good, I'm a bit tired. When I wake up from my nap, you can play with me." Xiao An stretched and yawned.

He mumbled, "To rush to the Tai Xuan Holy Land, I haven't slept for several days."

Xiao An climbed onto a large bed, hugged a pillow, and instantly fell asleep, entering slumber at light speed.

Xiao Fan watched, envious. How carefree.

Little green bottle, catalytic liquid... Xiao Fan fell into deep thought. Nineteenth Uncle's mind doesn't seem to fit the 'Gou Dao' fate.

He happened to see the purple script on Xiao An's head, dotted with golden flecks, indicating a fate lower than gold but higher than purple, somewhere in between the two.

After a moment's thought, he picked it up to examine it closely.