After hearing those words, Ninth Elder’s gaze shifted. He then looked seriously at Dongfang Qingtian and said, “Follow this young lady’s arrangements. Otherwise, hmph.”
Everyone watched the two figures leave, and no one spoke.
“This Shen Qingqiu is not simple. Although she didn’t make a move, I feel that even Cangqiong is no match for her,” one of the Grand Elders said.
“Ninth Elder, Qingtian is still acting because of his mother,” another Grand Elder added.
Ninth Elder let out a sigh. “He resents me, and I don’t blame him for that. But he cannot touch certain things. If I had known, I would rather not have brought him back. Now he has started making small moves. It doesn’t matter if he hates me, but doesn’t he understand that the Dongfang Clan and he were meant to complete each other?”
“Let Wudao handle it. Perhaps Wudao has a better method.”
“Do you think that Shen Qingqiu likes Wudao?”
“Those two little foxes both have their own goals. Let the young people deal with their own affairs,” the Great Grand Elder said.
On the way to Dongfang Wudao’s palace, Shen Qingqiu and Dongfang Qingtian walked side by side. Dongfang Qingtian clearly wanted to say something, but didn’t know how to begin.
“If you have any difficulties, you can say them,” Shen Qingqiu said calmly. “What just happened in the grand hall was already known by Dongfang Wudao. You were supposed to go to him.”
“I told Dongfang Wudao earlier that I knew you. That’s why the scene just now happened.”
“And Dongfang Wudao also knew that I was going to ask about his palace, so you would take the initiative to step forward.”
After hearing Shen Qingqiu’s words, shock appeared in Dongfang Qingtian’s eyes.
How could Shen Qingqiu not be shocked herself? When she asked about Dongfang Wudao’s residence, Dongfang Qingtian appeared.
She immediately understood. That earlier situation had been deliberately arranged by Dongfang Wudao.
As expected of the final big boss who grows to the end. His mind really is sharp.
She even wondered what it would be like if Dongfang Wudao’s brain were made into a specimen.
“Dongfang Qingtian, you are Ninth Elder’s illegitimate son, right?”
Dongfang Qingtian clenched his fingers tightly. His chest rose and fell, and hatred filled his eyes.
Seeing this, Shen Qingqiu felt a little speechless. He showed all his emotions on his face.
Or perhaps he was deliberately letting others see how shallow or deep he was.
The original text had said that Dongfang Qingtian was also someone with hidden depths.
“Do you think you are very wronged?”
“Have you ever thought about why you and your mother were able to remain safe, even though something unexpected eventually happened?”
“Have you thought about why Ninth Elder only brought you back after you gained strength?”
“You want to use the Dongfang Clan’s Innate Dao Artifact to revive your mother. Have you considered the consequences once that Dao Artifact is activated?”
“Don’t you think that someone has been secretly protecting you all along?”
“Don’t let hatred blind your eyes.”
Dongfang Qingtian froze and stared blankly at Shen Qingqiu.
After they arrived at Dongfang Wudao’s palace, Dongfang Qingtian turned around and left.
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“Come in.”
Dongfang Wudao’s voice came from inside the grand hall.
After hearing this, Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath. The more she interacted with Dongfang Wudao, the more she realized how little she understood him.
After entering, Shen Qingqiu saw Dongfang Wudao sitting in the main seat, one hand propping up his chin, wearing a lazy and relaxed expression.
Two cups of tea were already brewed in front of him, steam still rising.
[Little Master, this Dongfang Wudao is terrifying.]
“Yes, terrifying,” Shen Qingqiu replied inwardly. “It feels like everything is under his control.”
“I didn’t expect that after only just meeting him, he could already grasp my mindset. Just by preparing two cups of tea, it seems he already guessed that Dongfang Qingtian would leave.”
[Little Master, what do you think Dongfang Wudao will do?]
“He will kill Dongfang Qingtian.”
“Because he already gave Dongfang Qingtian a chance. I only realized it just now.”
“If Dongfang Qingtian had followed me inside, Dongfang Wudao would definitely have helped him. That would have been out of sentiment.”
“But Dongfang Qingtian chose to leave. That means he gave up this opportunity.”
“After that, when Dongfang Wudao kills Dongfang Qingtian, the Dongfang Clan won’t say anything.”
“Besides, after blackening, Dongfang Wudao wouldn’t care about other people’s opinions at all.”
After Shen Qingqiu sat down, Dongfang Wudao smiled faintly and brewed another cup of tea.
Confusion appeared in Shen Qingqiu’s eyes.
Could it be that Dongfang Qingtian would come back?
The next moment, space opened, and a figure stepped out.
“Ninth Uncle.”
Shen Qingqiu said nothing. She lowered her head, shock filling her eyes.
“Too terrifying. This is too terrifying.”
[Little Master, what’s wrong?]
“When Dongfang Qingtian wanted to guide me earlier, Ninth Elder deliberately stopped him. His expression was serious, and his tone was stern.”
“Later he agreed and told Dongfang Qingtian to follow my arrangements. But Dongfang Qingtian was too arrogant. Blinded by hatred, he left directly.”
“The Dongfang Clan allows competition among the younger generation, but they cannot allow internal division.”
“Now Dongfang Qingtian acted recklessly, making the Dongfang Clan dissatisfied. They won’t say it openly, but they handed the matter to Ninth Elder.”
“If he doesn’t drink it, Ninth Elder’s entire branch might…”
[Isn’t this too cruel?]
“Cruel? Then why does the Dongfang Clan stand at the peak of the Hongmeng Immortal Domain? They understand trade-offs even better. The Dongfang Clan does not allow traitors.”
“Once discord appears within the Dongfang Clan, even a single spark can start a prairie fire.”
[Why leave it to Dongfang Wudao?]
“Because Dongfang Wudao is the clan’s divine son and also the future of the Dongfang Clan. If he handles it, no one can object.”
“The original text said that the divine son is a spiritual pillar of the Dongfang Clan.”
“It originally stated that Dongfang Qingtian became the divine son of the Dongfang Clan and used the Dao Artifact to revive his mother, causing yin-yang chaos and making the Dongfang Clan bear enormous karmic backlash. Yet did the Dongfang Clan ever blame Dongfang Qingtian?”
“The stronger Dongfang Wudao becomes, the stronger this kind of spiritual force becomes.”
“Someone once said that if the blackened Dongfang Wudao became the divine son, it would be even better. He is more suitable than Dongfang Qingtian.”
“But right now, I still don’t understand why things are different from the original plotline.”
“Could it really be because of my appearance? I also feel that Dongfang Wudao becoming the Dongfang Clan’s divine son is more appropriate, so maybe that wish came true.”
[Little Master, your face isn’t that big.]
Shen Qingqiu was momentarily speechless.
Ninth Elder lowered his head, his eyes desolate as he stared at the cup of tea before him.
Only after the last trace of heat dissipated did Ninth Elder come back to his senses.
He took a deep breath and held the cup with both hands.
A single tear fell into the tea and blended within it.
Ninth Elder drank it all in one gulp. When he raised his head again, his expression had returned to calm.
Shen Qingqiu watched quietly.
From beginning to end, Dongfang Wudao remained lazy and relaxed.
“Young Master, I’ll leave the rest to you.”
After saying this, Ninth Elder turned and left.
As Ninth Elder departed, many hidden gazes followed him, and several people sighed softly.
Within the ancestral ground, the old ancestors also withdrew their attention.
For them, whether an ungrown genius lived or died was not that important.
What they truly cared about was how Dongfang Wudao handled matters. To them, the only junior who caused concern was Dongfang Wudao himself. This was precisely the meaning of the Dongfang Clan’s divine son position.
After Ninth Elder left, Dongfang Wudao stood up and walked out.