My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

Wang Yingying chuckled, her tone a bit teasing.

"Sister, you are so busy every day, don't you know your brother's little secret?"

"That's right. You don't seem to know about that matter, so you still don't talk about it. It's too difficult to explain."

Wang Zhiqiu narrowed his cold eyes and said softly, "Heh~".

There was a cold air behind Wang Yingying, as if she was being stared at by a wild beast.

"The eldest sister's eyes look like she wants to eat someone. I said that's not okay."

"I'm telling you..."

Several people listened to her speech with great interest, with faint smiles on their faces.

"What! Cultivation?"

Even though Wang Zhiqiu was well-informed, he couldn't help but be shocked.

She lightly covered her eyelids, pursed her lips coldly, and looked straight at her little brother.

Wang Xiaoke's hair stood on end at the sight, and he pursed his lips and said.

"Sister, what do you want to do?"

He put down his bowl and chopsticks and huddled up into a small, fluffy ball, looking pitiful, weak and helpless.

Wang Zhiqiu was silent for a long time and then spoke lightly.

"Brother, can you set a fireball?"

Wang Xiaoke: "..."

"I want to see a method beyond science..."

She pursed her lips, her expression as calm as ever, as if she was really observing carefully.

Wang Yingying saw the excitement and didn't take it too seriously, so she interrupted with a smile.

"Brother, show her a hand and show her your cultivation."

The other girls were also curious, after all, they had never seen their brother show off his strength.

"Huh??" Wang Xiaoke pouted and touched his two index fingers.

"Big sister won't take me to the laboratory to do research like a guinea pig, right?"

Wang Wenya curled her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, we won't tell anyone."

"Let everyone open their eyes. After all, no one has seen the legendary monk."

"That's right," Wang Zhiqiu caressed his forehead, his demeanor was like that of a high and mighty queen, making people dare not disobey...

"According to rumors, the only person in China who may be a monk is the old national master who lives in the Mo family."

"He lived for hundreds of years, and his life span is far longer than that of ordinary people. He is very mysterious."

"Brother...where did you learn to practice?"

"Uh...he is my master," Wang Xiaoke muttered as he found an excuse.

"I learned my skills from him."

Now everyone couldn't sit still, and even Wang Yuehao almost cursed.

"What! Is the Imperial Master your master?"

Wang Xiaoke's eyes were wandering, still unwilling to reveal his master's identity.

He simply acknowledged him verbally as his master...

Chen Hui's eyes widened and hesitantly said: "The Imperial Master...is the Master's teacher."

"Doesn't it mean that Xiao Ke has something to do with the king of the country?"

Wang Yingying said with a smile as cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"What mother said seems to make some sense."

"Last time, Sixth Sister said that my brother's master was a bad old man."

"I accidentally mistook them for human traffickers."

Chen Hui was stunned for a moment, with a worried look on her face, "What should we do? Didn't Lao Liu hit him?"

I thought Xiao Ke’s master was an ordinary Taoist priest, but I didn’t expect his status to be so noble...

Wang Siqi scratched her hair and frowned slightly, "Oh, Xiao Ke has such a powerful backer?"

"Then why didn't you tell me before? With this background, wouldn't it be possible to walk sideways in Kyoto?"

Wang Xiaoke raised his face with a very serious expression, "I...my master told me to keep a low profile."

The girls at the dinner table fell silent.

Wang Yingying touched her chin and looked at him with a strange look.

"Brother, tell me honestly, how many things are you hiding from us?"

Wang Xiaoke stiffened and pretended to be calm.

He can't bring out the master, can he?

And there are also treasures in the storage ring...as well as the Golden Crow and the Little Flying Stick...

"No...I really have nothing to hide."

Wang Zhiqiu lowered his eyebrows and said in a tone that could not be ignored.

"Brother, show your skills quickly."

Wang Xiaoke hesitated for a long time, jumped off the bench, and ran to the kennel amidst everyone's confused eyes.

After a while, he carried Xiao Hei to the front of everyone.

Chen Hui was confused and didn't understand what her son wanted to do.

Xiao Hei: "Xiao Biden, I advise you to be kind!"

Wang Xiaoke grinned at it, looking particularly healed, "Xiao Hei, I can only ask you to cooperate with me."

He put down the dog, and a ball of fire suddenly condensed in his hand.

"Create flames out of thin air?" Wang Zhiqiu's pupils trembled violently, and he was not calm at all.

The flames expanded rapidly under the eyes of everyone in the Wang family, and soon turned into a large fireball with a diameter of one meter!

The entire hall fell silent again.

The intense high temperature made everyone feel like they were in a steamer. Wang Yingying was so hot that she took off her coat.

"Brother, please stop, don't burn Xiao Hei to death."

Wang Lele wiped off the hot sweat and nodded in agreement: "Yes, don't set the house on fire."

After hearing this, Wang Xiaoke withdrew his spiritual power, and the churning fireball suddenly dissipated.

The dog was so frightened that he trembled all over and ran toward the kennel with his tail between his legs.

Xiao Hei: "My family, live another day..."

Wang Zhiqiu was dazed for a moment. He wanted to speak but stopped, stopped and then wanted to speak...

She was completely defeated by her brother's methods.

Wang Yuehao smiled and nodded: "This is also a good thing."

"I used to worry that Xiao Ke was in danger, but now I don't have to be afraid."

Wang Zhiqiu's eyes flashed and he spread his hands towards Wang Xiaoke.

"Brother, where's the eldest sister's share?"

Wang Xiaoke blinked his eyes as bright as stars and took out a marrow-cleansing pill from his storage ring.

"Here you go, I've already prepared it for my sister."

Wang Zhiqiu was not in a hurry to swallow it, but planned to study the ingredients first.

What kind of medicinal materials can make people regain their youth?

Wang Yuehao also has a pill, but he hasn’t planned to take it yet.

If he becomes younger after eating it, he, the marshal, will definitely look too young.

The majesty will be greatly reduced by then...

Chen Hui was sincerely happy, but she still reminded her loudly.

"Don't spread this matter, otherwise it will cause trouble for Xiao Ke."

Wang Yingying agreed very much with this view and said it like a joke.

"That's right, what if some unscrupulous businessman catches my brother and works overtime 24 hours a day to make pills?"

Wang Wenya tapped the table with her fingertips and said softly, "Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade."

"It's better not to spread the word about my brother's identity as an immortal cultivator, otherwise he will inevitably get into trouble."

Wang Xinru sighed and couldn't help but sigh.

"A pill that can re-create youth will probably shock the scientific world. It's too transcendent."

Wang Lele nodded. Ever since she took the elixir, her whole body felt translucent.

When I practice playing the piano in the morning, my mood improves a lot.

After the family had dinner, they strolled around the backyard of the manor.

The green vegetation in the backyard is still covered with a layer of snow, and the scenery is quite nice.

Wang Xinru took out her mobile phone and enthusiastically called her family to take a family photo.

This time, even Wang Zhiqiu put down his work and took time out to spend time with his family.

"Brother, we will go hunting in the mountains soon. My sister has specially trained us."

Wang Yingying took Wang Xiaoke and hid in a corner, quietly planning the trip.

"Cough cough!"

She was startled, turned around and looked into a pair of cold eyes.

"Eldest...eldest sister?" Wang Yingying smiled and turned her head in embarrassment.

Wang Zhiqiu hugged her with a half-smile, "Third sister, do you want to take your brother to the mountains for hunting?"

Wang Yingying was sweating profusely...

"Look what you said, how could I take my brother to risk..."

Wang Xiaoke couldn't help laughing when he saw the third sister changing her face so quickly.

……

At the entrance of the manor, inside the black car across the road.

A man was carrying a camera and wearing sunglasses, sitting in the driver's seat and looking at the gate of Wang's house.

"Why don't the mother and son go out? How long will it take?"

"What a waste of labor time, this is another price!"

His eyes were dark, and he took out his phone and sent a text message.

He continued to squat in the car...