Han Chun is a fourth-generation descendant of Prince Qinglong's family. His talent is mediocre. At the age of eighteen, he is only an eighth-level Qi practitioner who has entered the martial arts realm.
With his level of cultivation, he is already at the bottom among the four generations of descendants of the Qinglong Palace.
In the past, Han Chun had to be polite to everyone he met.
However, Han Yu is an exception!
No matter how bad Han Chun is, he is still at the eighth level of Qi refining, but Han Yu, a loser, has never been able to reach the eighth level of Qi refining in his whole life.
Therefore, every time Han Chun saw Han Yu again, he would spare no effort to humiliate Han Yu and take out all his submissive anger on Han Yu.
Originally, Han Yu was a direct descendant of the royal family, and collateral descendants like Han Chun would never dare to conflict and offend.
But since Han Yu's parents passed away eight years ago, Han Yu has gradually become the target of bullying by everyone in the palace.
Anyway, he is a waste. Even the Third Master and the Fourth Master, Han Yu's two biological uncles, treat Han Yu coldly. No one takes him seriously except the old prince.
Han Jiulin looked at Han Chun coldly and said quietly: "I am a direct descendant of the prince's family and the grandson of the old prince. Why am I not qualified to come to the Scripture Collection Pavilion?"
Han Chun was slightly startled. In the past, Han Yu was not said to be as timid as a mouse, but he was also taciturn. When faced with the bullying of the children of the clan, he did not dare to resist easily. In most cases, he just accepted it.
In a situation like today, shouldn't Han Yu's normal reaction be to turn around and leave in shame and anger?
Why did Han Yu today, as if he were a different person, still dare to argue with him?
Han Chun sneered and cursed: "You are not a dead kid, are you thinking too much?
Do you still dare to challenge me?
Believe it or not, I will break your legs!"
Han Jiulin's heart was inevitably a little angry, and he couldn't help but slowly clenched his fists.
He knew that when facing someone like Han Chun, he couldn't show weakness, otherwise, the other party would only get worse and keep jumping in front of him.
If he had seen such a person in the past, he would have just slapped him in the face and taught him how to behave.
But now that he has just arrived, he has just opened a sacred palace, and his cultivation level is low. If he really causes trouble, he may not be able to get a good deal.
For a moment, Han Jiulin hesitated slightly.
Seeing how he wanted to do something but didn't dare, Han Chun laughed loudly and sneered: "You guys still want to do something to me?
If you dare, try moving. I can knock you down with just one hand for a piece of trash like you!"
Han Jiulin narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and planned to knock Han Chun down with lightning speed!
Now that he has opened a divine palace, if he fights in close combat, he can still fight with the cultivators of the eighth-level Qi training realm! It is not impossible to win!
However, just as Han Jiulin took a step, a figure quickly approached the two of them from the side!
It's Han Lingyun!
Bang!
Han Lingyun's pretty face was filled with frost, and she punched Han Chun in the chest, knocking Han Chun away!
Han Chun screamed miserably, and fell to the ground heavily as blood spilled from his mouth!
He was originally full of anger and planned to insult the visitor, but when he saw that it was Han Lingyun, his face became extremely ugly as if he had eaten a fly, and he quickly took back the curse words he was about to blurt out.
He can bully Han Yu, but he has no courage to be arrogant in front of Han Lingyun!
At the age of less than fifteen years old, Han Lingyun entered the realm of supernatural powers and became the True Lord of Divine Powers. She is the leader among the four generations of descendants of the Qinglong Palace, let alone a mere collateral descendant of him who has entered the martial realm.
Other direct descendants were frightened when they saw Han Lingyun.
Han Lingyun glared at Han Chun fiercely and shouted angrily: "If I see you bullying my brother in the future, I won't be as merciful as you are today!"
After saying that, she looked at the prince's children who were watching the excitement and said coldly: "And you, whoever dares to bully my brother in the future, I will never forgive him!"
She stopped in front of Han Jiulin. Although her body was petite, she looked so tall.
The people around who were watching the excitement laughed a few times and left quickly. Han Chun also got up in disgrace and ran away in despair.
Han Lingyun looked back and said with concern: "Brother, are you okay? If anyone dares to bully you in the future, just tell me and I will help you! I will never let others bully you again!"
Han Jiulin shook his head and laughed, feeling a little complicated in his heart.
If there was no Han Lingyun today, even if he took Han Yu's body away from the royal tomb in the northern suburbs, he might not be able to be released from the coffin.
Now Han Lingyun helped him stand up again and beat away Han Chun who came to bully him. Speaking of which, in less than a day, he owed Han Lingyun a lot.
Although he knew in his heart that Han Lingyun did this entirely because she and Han Yu were siblings and she was helping Han Yu.
But in fact, he was the one who accepted Han Lingyun's favor.
If there is a chance in the future, I will replace Han Yu and take good care of Han Lingyun, my sister!
Thinking of this, Han Jiulin smiled and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Brother, are you laughing?"
Han Lingyun was surprised and happy when she saw Han Jiulin smiling!
Over the years, she had hardly seen Han Yu smile. After his parents died at an early age, Han Yu, who was born with petrified Dantian and could not cultivate, was depressed and frowning all day long, without smiling.
Seeing Han Yu smile at this time, Han Lingyun even felt strange.
Han Jiulin was stunned for a moment and explained: "Well, it's nothing. I just suddenly figured out that I can't live in a muddleheaded way in the future. Happiness only lasts a day, and sadness lasts a day. It's better to live a free and happy life."
"Uh-huh!"
Han Lingyun was overjoyed. She hugged Han Jiulin's arm and said, "Brother, you are right to think so. If you can't practice, you can't practice. There are many other things you can do in this world. Don't give up on yourself."
Han Jiulin nodded, accompanied Han Lingyun and said a few words of self-encouragement, and then said: "I went to the library to read. If you have anything to do, go and do it."
"You want to go to the library?"
Han Lingyun was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "I just happen to have to go to the library, let's go together."
"good."
Han Jiulin nodded, and the two of them walked towards the library together.
Han Lingyun glanced at Han Jiulin's side face and thought to herself, she doesn't know what book her brother plans to read when he comes to the library.
But no matter what book he wants to read, as long as he cheers up and doesn't give up on himself, it's a good thing.
Although Shenwu Continent values martial arts over literature, reading and understanding is not useless.
If Han Yu abandons martial arts and pursues literary pursuits, she will be happy to see him become a scholar with great ideas and strategies in the future.
No matter what, it's better than settling down and doing nothing.