The Urban Dao Child.

Yang Dao flew on the flying sword with his back straight his long hair fluttered as the wind passed through his body. The boy moved at a steady pace, the ladies reduced their speed as well. The boy was not yet so strong to fly super fast. 

Yang Dao was interested in exploring the place below but he recalled that the banquet seemed to be very interesting and thus he flew straight to that place. Yue Ling told him the purpose of this banquet but she did not tell him how things worked in such gatherings. 

This was something she left for the boy to do on his own. Soon they came to a big garden, In the center of the garden was a big pavilion and it was surrounded by smaller pavilions. A lot of people could be seen wearing hanfu and other dresses sitting down there. Some youngsters were also moving around. 

Three people landed in the garden, a few meters away from the pavilions. Their arrival gathered a lot of attention. An old man, who seemed to be the host stood up from his chair and said, "Lady Yue, welcome. Wang Family is honored to have you." 

Yue Ling walked forward and bowed down slightly as she said, "Coming uninvited, I apologize to Master Wang. However, since it was Mistress Wang\'s hundredth birthday, I thought I should make a visit and greet you all." 

She faced an older lady and politely said, "I wish you a happy birthday, Madam Wang." 

The lady smiled and said, "I have not seen you in a long time, Yue Ling. Come sit beside me for a few minutes." 

Yue Ling nodded and said, "Let me introduce someone to you, Madam Wang. This is Yang Dao, my son." 

The boy took a step forward. First, he bowed to the old man and said, "I have seen the elder." Then he followed his mother\'s teachings and greeted the old lady, "I forgot to bring any gifts, elder. Happy birthday to you." 

Madam Wang smiled and said, "Come here, young man, let grandma Wang see you properly." 

Yang Dao stepped forward and came to stand next to Mistress Wang. The old lady caressed his face and he let her do it. The lady then said, "Such a handsome young man. May you make your parents proud, my child." 

Yue Ling smiled at the side. She came and sat down with the mistress and the two chatted about a lot of womanly topics that Yang Dao was not interested in. His gaze was looking for anything exciting. Soon he spotted a group of teenagers exchanging their weapons. He asked Yue Yun in a low voice, "Grandma, what is happening there?" 

Yue Yun followed his gaze and replied, "That is an exchange. If you have something that the others might like, they will pay you a fair price and buy it off. Or you can exchange it with something of similar value. Would you like to go?" 

Yang Dao shook his head and said, "No, I am fine. The food is good." 

He turned his head back and began to eat the cake placed in front of him. Suddenly, a huge flying beast landed on the side of the garden. It was a huge red bird. The feather looked like flames. Yang Dao was very fascinated with this bird. He did not notice that the expression of his mother changed when she saw the person riding the beast. 

Yue Yun mumbled in a cold voice, "Xia Kun." 

Her voice woke up Yang Dao. The boy raised his gaze to look at the man landing beside the bird. The man wore a black hanfu, a red waist band, and a red thread to tie up his hair. The boy looked back at the bird and found a collar tied around its neck. 

Yang Dao mumbled, "Slave collar. Granny Yue, who is this guy?"

Yue Yun nodded and said, "Xia Kun, a member of Xia family from the same generation as your mother. He is the most notorious member of the honorable Xia family. His deeds are abhorred by everyone and he was expelled from his family when he tried to molest your mother back at a tournament gathering." 

Yang Dao raised his brows, his gaze fell on a boy Xia Kun was being followed by. This guy had no expression on his face, his clothes were lavish and in the same code as Xia Kun. The two people walked over silently. 

Xia Kun said, "Yue Ling, I heard that you had a son. I came here to see how strong he is?" 

Yue Ling did not reply to him and said, "Aunt Yun, call over the guards, stray dogs are not good." She turned to Madam Wang and said, "Madam, I apologize for this." 

Madam Wang chuckled and said, "Who does not know that Sir Xia has always been like this. Do not mind him." 

Xia Kun chuckled and said, "Indeed I have always been like this. Now, either you let your pup fight my boy or I kill a few people here before you or anyone can stop me." 

Yue Ling was about to say something when she heard a voice, "Mum, can I be serious?" 

Yang Dao was pissed off by the tone this guy just used to talk to his mother. If he was the pup and would that not make his mother a bitch. He really wanted to kill this guy. 

Yue Ling said, "Go on." with a smile. 

Yue Yun said, "Xia Kun if you made a move in the fight, I will erase you after ten thousand cuts." 

Xia Kun was notorious but he was insignificant. It was just that he was good at provoking people and would often create a ruckus. He was scared of the old people here because they will all have some sort of trump card to deal with people like him. Hearing the warning, he nodded and said to the boy beside him, "Go." 

The boy nodded and walked over to meet Yang Dao. The people all gathered around to form a circle. They were curious about the boy of the Yang Family. Yang Dao was oblivious of this attention. He said, "Just because you came over and want to fight, I should fight you? Do you think you are the emperor of the heavens?" 

His words shocked the people. They did not expect him to say something like this. Yue Ling was surprised by this action of his. Xia Kun was stunned for a second and asked, "Then why do you fight?" 

Yang Dao said, "Two conditions, your son lose, you will apologize to my mother and release that bird from slavery. Then you can get away from here." 

Xia Kun chuckled and asked, "What if you lost?" 

Yang Dao said, "I will be your slave." 

Before Yue Ling could refuse or interject, Xia Kun said, "Deal." and started laughing. Yang Dao gave his mother a nod and assured her that he will not lose. 

He said looking at the boy, "Come." 

With that said, he took out his sword from the space ring. This sword was Feather. His dao armament. He had the knowledge about this sword and took it out a few years ago when he was training in secret. Upon being asked, he told everyone that he found this sword inside the storeroom. 

Yang family did have a weapon storage room and they placed the old weapons there so they were not surprised. They checked that the sword was in good condition and since the boy liked it that much they let him handle it.

Yang Dao and the boy in black stood against each other. The former asked, "What is your name?" 

Xia Kun replied, "He is called Xia Jian. His tongue was ripped off by a beast while training. Since then he has become mute." 

Yang Dao nodded and did not feel any pity for the person in front of him. He was well aware that this was not yet the time to show compassion to the opponent. The two children stood ten meters away from each other and Yue Yun said, "Begin."

The rules of the duel were to beat the other into submission. The two kids shot at each other and their blades clashed. 

CLANG!!

The attack was sharp but their gaze was sharper. Yang Dao did not use his spirit cultivation yet, it was only his physical strength. The impact of the charge made everyone surprised. They did not expect this young child to be so strong for his age. Xia Jian was not weak but he was still an inch away from Yang Dao in terms of strength. 

Yang Dao did not have the habit of letting his opponent regain their standing. He charged at the imbalanced boy. Xia Jian was not an easy nut to deal with. He turned around on his toes and tried to get behind Yang Dao, however, the protagonist was not easy to deal with as well. He stopped his charge mid-way and turned around to parry the incoming sword slash. As he used parried the attack, the boy rushed forward and hit the ribs of the opponent with the hilt of the sword. 

The banquet became spicy with this battle.