Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chen Xiaojun walked down the mountain at a leisurely pace. He walked slowly along the road around the village. The Shaolin Lake and the mountains and forests beside him complemented each other, forming a tranquil rural picture.

A pair of figures appeared in his sight. It was Luo Zhenjun and Xin Mengshen walking side by side, like a perfect match.

When Luo Zhenjun saw Chen Xiaojun, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes. He walked up to him quickly and said with a hearty smile, "Master, I haven't seen you for a month. Are you okay?"

Xin Mengshen clasped her hands in greeting, walked towards us gracefully, and a gentle smile was on her face.

Chen Xiaojun looked at them and said with a smile: "Brother Zhenjun, Sister Mengshen, I have heard about your story."

"Grandpa Qingrui is full of praise for Sister Mengshen. I have been busy these days and haven't had time to congratulate you."

Xin Mengshen smiled slightly and said shyly, "Master, you are too kind."

Luo Zhenjun said, "We know that you are busy, and we don't want to disturb you. However, if you have time, I hope you can give me some advice."

Chen Xiaojun thought to himself, "It seems that this title of the most powerful genius in history has indeed caused a lot of trouble."

"Maybe they don't really want to compete with me, but they want me to give them some advice or pointers."

He nodded and said to Luo Zhenjun: "Brother Zhenjun, when you return to the village, take the ninth-grade small immortal grass, and your strength and innate soul power will definitely increase dramatically."

"If I have time, I will accompany you to the ring and have a fight."

Xin Mengshen gently pulled Luo Zhenjun's sleeve and said softly, "Zhenjun, don't talk to the young master about the competition as soon as you meet. It will ruin the mood."

Luo Zhenjun patted his head and said with a smile: "Look at my brain. When it comes to cultivation, I am more excited than anyone else."

Chen Xiaojun also laughed, and then asked, "By the way, has your matter been finalized?"

Luo Zhenjun explained: "The Dream God family is in the Grand Duchy of Saskol, thousands of miles away. It takes one or two months to go back and forth, plus the time to prepare gifts, so it's too late this summer vacation."

"But luckily, Meng Shen and I are only sixteen years old, so we can still go next year."

Chen Xiaojun laughed loudly: "Then Sister Mengshen will have to wait another year."

Xin Mengshen shook her head gently: "No, it will be the same next year."

Chen Xiaojun patted Luo Zhenjun on the shoulder and said, "When the time comes, the brothers will have to accompany you. If I am free, I will go with you too."

Luo Zhenjun was overjoyed when he heard this: "Really? Then I'll have to trouble you, Master."

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Chen Xiaojun strolled along the bank of Shaolin Lake, where the lake breeze caressed him and the water sparkled.

By chance, he noticed that in the pavilion beside the lake, several girls were whispering around Xixi.

He remembered that Chen Shurui had mentioned that Xixi seemed to be worried, so he walked over.

He smiled and interrupted, "Ladies, what are you talking about?"

Chen Yanwu glanced at him indifferently, without stopping her fingers, and continued to play the guqin gracefully.

Liu Ruyan raised her head and explained, "Xixi went out with you just now, and she was like this when she came back."

Chen Xiaojun raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled: "No, someone in the meeting room talked about you, Xixi? Not really."

Xixi's eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried. She softly defended herself, "They are all elders, who would say I am not? Besides, I am the Saint of Poseidon Island."

Chen Xiaojun joked, "What happened to you? Did you get sick from the delicious food at the banquet? That shouldn't be the case. How could your indestructible stomach go down so easily? Could it be that the stewed food at home was too tempting and you ate too much of the stewed large intestine?"

Xixi glared at him and muttered, "Your stomach is indestructible, and you are the one who eats the braised intestines."

When the other girls heard this, they couldn't help but cover their faces and laugh.

Chen Xiaojun pressed on, "Why don't you just tell me? Why are you keeping it to yourself? This isn't like you."

Xixi bit her lower lip lightly, hesitating for a long time, and finally said: "Xiaojun, you can call me Aunt Thirteen from now on."

Chen Xiaojun was stunned, "What?"

Xixi looked directly at Chen Xiaojun, her face pale, her eyes drooping, and she looked pitiful, "I am the granddaughter of your great-grandmother. There are eleven people in your paternal generation, plus your uncle Ling Xinghe, so I am your thirteenth aunt, right?"

"Aunt Thirteen?" Chen Xiaojun broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then you should be called Thirteenth Aunt. Besides, my second uncle has a daughter, so according to the order, you should be Fourteenth Aunt."

When Xixi heard this, she turned her head away angrily, "You are the Fourteenth Aunt!"

After saying that, she flicked her sleeves and left the pavilion angrily.

Chen Xiaojun was startled by Xixi's sudden emotional reaction. Seeing her turn around to leave, he quickly reached out and steadily stopped her arm.

Chen Xiaojun could feel the slight tremor coming from her arm.

Xixi's body stiffened slightly. She stopped walking but did not look back. She just whispered, "Just let me be quiet for a while, okay?"

After saying that, he slowly left. Rhea glared at him and chased after Xixi, "Miss, wait for me."

Chen Xiaojun and the other girls were left staring at each other in silence in the pavilion, with a faint sadness in the air.

Liu Ruyan covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes flashing with mischief, and she said with her red lips slightly parted: "Master, you said before that boys are all pigs."

After saying this, she turned around lightly, her dress fluttering in the wind, and walked away with a string of silver bell-like laughter.

Chen Yanwu glanced at Chen Xiaojun indifferently, stopped playing the zither, stroked her dress gracefully, and said softly: "This time, I won't stand on your side either."

Chen Xiaojun shrugged helplessly and responded with a wry smile: "Sister, you speak as if you have stood on my side."

He shook his head, with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes.

Chen Xiaojun's eyes unconsciously and silently watched Xixi's back gradually moving away, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He had experienced the baptism of the Big Bang of Blue Planet, had struggled in the materialistic world, and had several unforgettable romances.

How could he not know Xixi's feelings for him? He is not a virgin.

This is one of the three greatest gods, Poseidon Douluo.

However, with Xiaoyi already by his side, he could only turn a deaf ear to Xixi's feelings and pretend not to understand her feelings.

Chen Yanwu's voice sounded like the cold wind in winter, "What, you still want to hug me?"

There was a hint of teasing and questioning in her words, and she stared at Chen Xiaojun sharply.

Chen Xiaojun scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "No, sister, we are only in our teens, why are we talking about this?"

Chen Yanwu shook her head gently, "Ten years old is the time when love begins to blossom. The feelings at this time are the purest and most unforgettable, silly brother."

Chen Xiaojun's eyes lit up. He moved closer to Chen Yanwu, blinked, and asked, "Hey, sister, you seem to have a lot of experience. Why don't you tell me about it?"

Chen Yanwu's face changed slightly, and she blushed a little, which was rare. She glared at you and said angrily, "You..., I'm really angry."

She picked up the piano on the table, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Zhu Wuxin followed silently.

When passing by Chen Xiaojun, Zhu Wuxin stopped and reminded him softly, "Master, you have lost your composure."

There was a hint of blame and concern in her tone.

Chen Xiaojun stood there in a daze, looking at the two people's backs as they walked away, an inexplicable emotion welling up in his heart.