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Chapter 192 The Nameless Family

From Yuchi Gong, Yun Fu also learned that Shangguan Yun had a serious illness when he was three years old. Everyone thought he would die young, but he survived and started his extraordinary life after the age of five.

Having learned enough, Yuchi Gong suggested that they go to the Yuchi family's training ground together.

Speaking of the training ground, he was somewhat proud, "Although our Yuchi family cannot compare with other aristocratic families, we have the advantage that everyone is determined to climb up the social ladder."

He looked at Yun Fuzhao and said, "You'll see when you see it."

Yun Fuzhao saw what he called 'climbing upwards'. The Yuchi family's training ground was more like a gladiatorial arena than a training ground.

Their training was not just simple training; it was a contest where cultivators would duel in pairs until one of them was completely unable to get up.

The scene was bloody and violent, making Yun Fuzhao's heart pound with fear.

The loser was covered in blood, making Yun Fuzhao wonder if he was already dead.

Yuchi Gong and Yuchi Yan showed no particular reaction to this, as if they had long been accustomed to this pattern.

Seeing Yun Fuzhao's astonishment, Yu Chi Yan explained, "Resources are scarce in the cultivation world. Spiritual energy and materials are monopolized by the powerful families above. We have to buy them from them at high prices, which leads to a shortage of resources for our family."

In order to cultivate talent, we have no choice but to adopt this method.

Yuchi Gong: "Even direct descendants of the Yuchi family must undergo a rigorous selection process. My father originally had four children."

He looked at the disciple who was shouting excitedly after winning the competition, "My little sister and I are also winners in the competition."

Yun Fuzhao was astonished; the competition in the Northern Continent was far more intense than that in the Southern Continent.

"And what about those who failed? Where did they go?"

"For each defeat, the disciple will have points deducted. Once all points are deducted, they will be demoted to menial laborers or expelled from the family."

After Yuchi Gong finished speaking, he asked curiously, "You didn't know about this? Doesn't your family have this rule?"

Yun Fuzhao was taken aback, but replied without changing his expression, "Our family is very small, only two or three people including me. We can't be considered a prominent family at all. Besides, we're just a small village. Over the years, I've been the only cultivator to emerge from here."

Yu Chi Yan understood. She had a good impression of Yun Chao and found it comfortable to be around him. Now, hearing him talk about his background, she couldn't help but feel a little more affection for him. She said, "Young Master Yun, have you decided where you want to cultivate? If not, I can introduce you. The Nameless Family is a family that specializes in accepting disciples from other families."

Yun Fuzhao quickly waved his hand, "I haven't yet..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yuchi Gong interrupted her, "Little sister is right. The Nameless Clan is recruiting right now, let's go with you."

"Brother Yuchi, I—"

"Stop making excuses. I don't believe you don't want to cultivate. Brother Yun clearly looks like someone who is unwilling to be mediocre."

In the past, Yun Fuzhao would have thought he was mistaken, but now it was different; she was stunned. The Boundless Sword Sect still had hundreds of mouths to feed, and as its sect leader, she couldn't afford to be mediocre.

However, she didn't continue to refuse. With her cultivation level, it wouldn't be right for her not to seek help from a powerful family. Besides, Yun Fuzhao had also set her sights on the Northern Continent.

They also left some of their own influence in the Northern Continent, so that if they couldn't make it in the Southern Continent in the future, they could come here to retire.

Thinking of this, Yun Fuzhao nodded, "Brother Yuchi is indeed a good judge of character. I do indeed have a wealth of knowledge but nowhere to use it."

Yuchi Gong slapped Yun Fuzhao on the back and laughed heartily, "I knew it!"

He was incredibly strong, and Yun Fuzhao was almost sent flying by his blow.

Yun Fuzhao had made preparations for the so-called nameless aristocratic family before he came, but when he actually arrived in front of the family, he realized that he had not prepared enough.

This can hardly be called a sect; it's dilapidated everywhere, and the disciples live in thatched huts.

And right next to this aristocratic family were magnificent palaces. The contrast was stark.

This is very similar to the old villages in a bustling city, or simply, urban villages.

Yuchi Gong and Yuchi Yan seemed surprised by how bad the place was. Their expressions were complicated, and Yuchi Gong carefully spoke, "Perhaps it's different inside—"

As soon as she finished speaking, a sandbag was thrown at her. Yun Fuzhao reacted quickly and dodged it immediately. The sandbag landed in front of her with a "thud".

All three of them paused for a moment.

"Hey, give us back our sandbags."

Yun Fuzhao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of disciples dressed in colorful robes.

The woman in the lead had a high ponytail and a blade of grass dangling from her mouth; she looked rather sleazy.

Yun Fuzhao picked up the fist-sized sandbag, weighed it in her hand, and realized that the angle from which it had been aimed was clearly directed at her.

"You mean this?"

The woman arrogantly raised her chin, "That's right, hurry up and bring it to me."

Yun Fuzhao did not move.

The woman was furious. "You dog, can't you understand human language? Hurry up!"

Yun Fuzhao couldn't stand this insult, and replied with a smile, "Fine, here you go."

She then threw the sandbag, and although she didn't seem to use much force, the sofa moved extremely fast, and the bottom even caught fire.

The woman's expression changed, and she hurriedly dodged, but the sandbag seemed to have eyes and kept chasing after her.

Her cultivation level was far from sufficient. In her haste to dodge, she tripped and fell, watching helplessly as a fist-sized sandbag hurtled towards her.

She closed her eyes subconsciously.

The expected pain didn't come. Yu Zhiyue opened her eyes to find a huge crater in front of her, created by the sandbag. Her face turned pale instantly, still shaken.

Her girlfriends were stunned by the scene, and it took them a while to react before they approached Yu Zhiyue and asked, "Boss, are you alright?"

Yu Zhiyue was furious at being humiliated and immediately rolled up her sleeves to cause trouble for Yun Fuzhao.

However, no sooner had he made a move than a dignified male voice came from behind him, "What nonsense are you spouting!"

A middle-aged man led several disciples over, his gaze critical as he looked at Yu Zhiyue. "Yu Zhiyue, what kind of trouble are you causing now?"

"Chief, they bullied me first!"

Upon hearing this, the man shifted his gaze and noticed the totem on Yuchi Gong's robe. His expression changed slightly, and he then approached warmly, asking, "What brings you two gentlemen to this place?"

Yuchi Gong immediately stood up straight and calmly replied, "He brought a close friend of mine."

The man then looked at Yun Fuzhao and said, "This must be your friend, sir."

His tone was gentle, "Young master, are you here to join the Nameless Family?"

Yu Chi Yan quietly approached Yun Fu Zhao and whispered, "This aristocratic family seems rather unreliable. If you don't want to join, we'll choose another one for you..."

Her words reached the man's ears, and his expression froze for a second before returning to normal.