Chapter 2: Enraged Mo Xue
"Younger brother greets older brother and sister in law." Said the only male within the group of three. "Older brother?" Xiao Ye eyes widen upon hearing this, breaking from his stupor what caught his eyes a tall looming man in martial attire with a large gash running from his left eye down to his lip.
Most intriguing wasn't his uncles attire nor look, but an eerie feeling that perforate his skin sinking into his very core, Suppressing his lungs altering every breath he took.
This unusual behavior did not go unnoticed. "Your servant greets Lady Mo and Master Xiao." Said the elderly lady slightly eyeing the tiny figure in Mo Xue's arm.
"Xiao Ye." said Mo Xue misunderstanding the elders worry for curiosity. "Fantastic name!" Bellowed Xiao Chun, shamelessly. "Look you woke Ye'er" Mo Xue said with a tinge of annoyance.
"Lady Mo, may I inspect him?" said the elder eagerly concerned about Xiao Ye's odd behavior. "You may not!" Said the last person in the group. "Measly servant introduced her self before, her masters." Her arms flaying around creating a scene. "Lady Su, I-I beg forgiveness I was merely—" "You dare speak you miserable old trout!" Arm raised in attempt to harm.
Feeling Mo Xue change in temperament. Xiao Ye interest now piqued squinting his eyes feeling pity for this round lady with obvious pig like features. Mo Xue causally gave her husband a corner eye glance, which was enough to frighten him.
Understanding her obvious anger the elder in question happen to be Mo Xue's personal maid Madame Lu.
Xiao Chun, perspiration covered forehead gave his brother a look "Xiao Ji" he said audible only to his brother.
"Su Yan, enough already." Fist clenched in apology, "I apologize for my wife's outburst, she is with child," said Xiao Ji in what could only be described as hair chilling smile.
Xiao Ye spine chilled when seeing Xiao Ji's gash, what looked like a slithering snake with every attempt to hold his smile.
Noticing Xiao Ye's gaze he turn giving that same smile while slightly squinting his eyes. "Nephew is absolutely impeccable "
Curling his lips in a teasing like grin.
"Ye'er is it— how is his talent?" he said almost caring like.
Keeping his composure Xiao Chun has long seen through his brothers intentions; They have both been rivals since young. That day their father appointed Xiao Chun as acting patriarch 20 years ago the seamless gap between the brothers continued to grow.
"Mortal physique, mortal roots." Said Xiao Chun flatly. Although Xiao Ye's talent is completely trash. With Xiao Family endless resources Xiao Chun knew with time anything's possible.
Unable to restrain his excitement Xiao Ji explode with laughter "haha-how how is it that you Xiao Chun the fame sword saint possibly have a dog son." He said almost red in face with excitement and disbelief.
Xiao Family has a well kept secret—In order to persevere their reputation many were silenced; Xiao Ji sought perfection in his martial arts even though his talent being lesser than Xiao Chun, no longer able to compete with his ever talented brother he decided best left to the next generation,
Over the 20 years Xiao Patriarch has been away. Xiao Ji fathered 100 children— not one lives to date.
"Kneel!" Barked Xiao Chun enraged. "You look down on my son" he rotated his yuan qi exerting force upon Xiao Ji impelling him to slightly bend his knee.
"Break!" Xiao Ji rotate his zhen qi to resist the mountain like pressure boring down on him
"A mortal in the Xiao family —what a joke!"
Crash!!!!!!!!
Pressure instantly doubled slamming his knees to the jade floor, creating two identical miniature crater under his knee. "Brother you wound me over trash." He said weakly under the mountain like pressure.
Xiao Ye attentively watching in disbelief. "Heh—So even in this world I'm trash." shaking his head deep in his heart.
Fissures traveling along the floor and walls.
"Whaaaat—everything is shaking!" Looking up to his enraged mother, eyes popping, observing the phenomenon, chilling draft swept through. Mo Xue rotating her yuan qi twice faster than Xiao Chun.
"Xue'er don't!" Xiao Chun rushing to calm Mo Xue panicking his wife would most definitely kill his unworthy brother, but then whom will bare the brunt of their father.
Crack.
Floor cracking under each step, Mo Xue's qi unrelentingly slamming—pushing back Xiao Chun suddenly (Clank! Whooooosh) a figure shot out towards a wall crashing into it; debris scattering to the floor, closer look one would see a pale Xiao Chun looking around in horror.
"AHHHHHH!!!" Ear shattering, wail following a thump—faces filled with absolute terror.
Dragging steps approaching Xiao Ji who's currently still kneeling, besides him lay a head. I'll make the necessary arrangements"
Said Xiao Chun in melancholy like tone.
Xiao Ye dreadful eyes widened—He has witnessed his first murder— "How cruel, before decapitation, the head tore off slowly," he thought with apprehension. Xiao Ye, lived a peculiar life back on earth. Marijuana became legalized, which then lead to earth's first ultimate pot head championship (UPHC) Being ten time champion raising his prestige did nothing to change his way of life. His care free way of living was what brought him peace.
Unable to look any—longer closing eyes shut, thoughts riddled with questions. Recalling novels he read when young, stories of men who could do mysterious feat with qi. He would admire their bravery and unrelenting will. "If this is anything like the stories I've read as a kid then I'm royally fucked."
"The fetus can be saved." Said a feeble voice, drawing the attention of everyone.
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