It's too tiring to live a trembling life all the time!

"Why are they afraid of you?" The little book was a little curious and a little puzzled.

Although Zhimo is very talented, he is only one person after all, and he is still young, even if he grows up, the Yan family is also a hegemon, and there are countless masters in the clan, why are you afraid of a child?

"Maybe they don't think I'm from their people." Zhimo's tone was flat, and his attitude was very casual.

Those people treated him badly when he was young, and now that they see that he has strength, they think of it, and they are afraid that he will retaliate against them without scruples and recklessness, so they are afraid...... People are always afraid of the unknown.

"Not a clansman?" But he is obviously also a disciple of the Yan family, and he is still the son of the patriarch, so why is he not a member of their clan? The little book is a little curious.

"There's a saying, it's not my ......" Zhimo rubbed her hair, ending the topic.

On the fifth day, Xiaoshu finally met the legendary patriarch of the Yan clan and Zhimo's father.

At that time, the third group of competitions of the Dao Conference had begun, and in the secret realm, outsiders could not intervene, so they could only wait for the people inside to come out to know the result, so the head of the Yan family had nothing to do, and finally remembered that Yan Zhimo's matter had not been dealt with, so he asked Zhimo to call him over.

Xiaoshu was sent back to the medicine garden space, followed Zhimo all the way to the main courtyard, and waited for a while before Zhimo was taken to the front hall.

There were only two people in the front hall, at least on the surface, and the second worshipper who had brought back the ink a few years ago was also there.

In addition, there is also a middle-aged man sitting on the first seat above, who is restrained and faintly revealing a bit of majesty, who is the head of the Yan family, Yan Changning.

Zhimo stood in the center of the hall, glanced at the person on the seat indifferently, he didn't want to salute, but after hesitating for a while, he leaned over slightly, and said lightly: "I've seen the patriarch." ”

The attitude is cold, the tone is cold, and the eyes are calm, as if the stranger on the other side is just an ordinary stranger, not his biological father who is related to him by blood.

"Hmm." The head of the Yan family replied coldly, and the same indifferent eyes fell on Zhimo, looked at it lightly, and paused on the mask on his face.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" Yan Changning's voice sounded without the slightest emotion, as if he was just asking casually, and he didn't particularly want to delve into the answer, and continued to ask: "When will you break through the spirit pill realm?" ”

Zhimo lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the mockery that flashed in his eyes.

He didn't want to answer the first question, so he pretended not to hear it, and only said in a cold tone and a calm and dull tone: "A month ago." ”

Yan Chang stared at Zhimo quietly, his deep eyes couldn't see his thoughts clearly, and after a long time, he commented: "The talent is good." ”

The tone was neither sad nor joyful, extremely cold, and after a pause, he continued: "The reward that should be given to the family disciple for breaking through the spirit pill realm, I'm afraid it can't be given to you." ”

Because of the special nature of Zhimo, he was abandoned by the Yan family since he was a child, and he was not allowed to cultivate, and no one would be willing to teach him to cultivate...... To be able to break through from Qi Gathering to the Elixir in three years, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find another genius like this in the world.

It's a pity, for the family, I'm afraid it's not a good thing.