Whoosh!
Streams of pure air flowed through the sky, and strong winds swept by, shaking everyone in the house—except for Xi Yaoyue and Su Yun, who were protected by a gentle force, entirely unaffected.
BOOM!
Space froze briefly, then all the surrounding colors seemed to become more vivid, as if something had filled the world’s imperfections, making everything more complete and harmonious.
Buzz!
A figure stepped forth—one step was still 50 kilometers away, but the next placed him directly in the courtyard.
Dozens of golden-armored guards in the city sensed the fluctuation and took flight, but once they saw it was the Su Residence, they quietly returned to their posts.
The man who arrived stood upright like a pine tree, his brows and eyes radiating sharpness, his gaze firm, noble, and heroic.
He was Su Changge, the Marquis of Zhenyuan of the Great Qian Empire, commander of one million troops.
Xi Yaoyue’s eyes lit up with joy. “Changge, you’re back?”
Su Changge nodded slightly. “Just arrived.”
Chi Yanyun realized who had arrived and rushed forward as if seeing a savior. “Master of the Su family, I have urgent business!”
Su Changge turned to look at her.
For this woman who dared to demand and threaten, there wasn’t even a trace of displeasure in his gaze. “What is it?”
Chi Yanyun shouted, “The heir of the Su family, your own son, had his Dao foundation dug out and transplanted into an outsider! Now that you’re back, you must uphold justice!”
She glared venomously at Su Yun.
Xiao Qingchen was the rightful heir to the Su family. By logic, everything in the residence should belong to him.
Wasn’t it said that men cared most about their lineage?
His Supreme Sacred Bone had been stolen—surely Su Changge would be furious and immediately expel Xi Yaoyue and Su Yun!
Su Changge swept his divine sense through the courtyard and instantly saw the truth.
One child’s qi and blood were full and vigorous, his state excellent.
The other’s meridians had shriveled, and his Dao foundation was a mess.
He frowned. “What happened?”
Chi Yanyun exaggerated the story. “Yesterday, Qingchen was possessed by a demon. That woman didn’t help—she instead dug out his Supreme Sacred Bone! He is the only male heir of the Su family. If something goes wrong, what then? Master, you must uphold justice and return my son’s Sacred Bone!”
Su Changge looked at Xi Yaoyue, his brows furrowing. “How could you do such a thing?”
Xi Yaoyue quickly said, “In truth…”
She was about to recount the events of the previous day in detail, but Su Changge interrupted her. His voice calm yet full of criticism.
“The issue now isn’t who’s right or wrong. What’s done is done. What matters is how we fix it.” “I…” Xi Yaoyue was momentarily speechless.
“Qingchen is his bloodline—how could he tolerate someone digging out his Sacred Bone!”
She spat angrily. “Master, act now—dig that brat’s bone out! He once had a Heavenly Bone, so his blood must contain spiritual essence. Use his blood to refine pills and replenish Qingchen’s loss—only then is it justifiable!”
Xi Yaoyue’s eyes burned with rage. “You dare—!”
“Yaoyue.” Su Changge’s gaze held a trace of disappointment. “You handled this poorly. Far too recklessly.”
Xi Yaoyue stood frozen.
“Ha! Why wouldn’t I dare?” Chi Yanyun, now emboldened, lunged forward to grab Su Yun.
Smack!
A palm strike from Su Changge across the air sent her flying to the ground.
Chi Yanyun clutched her face in disbelief. “Master, you… weren’t you going to take the bone? I can do it!”
If she did it herself, she could make the brat suffer more—make him realize his place and leave the Su Residence on his own.
Su Changge didn’t even glance at her.
He shook his head at Xi Yaoyue. “How could you be so careless? You didn’t even test it before implanting the bone.”
“What if the body was incompatible? What if the spiritual roots clashed or the blood carried poison? What if something went wrong—what then for Yun’er?”
Hearing this, Chi Yanyun’s eyes widened.
Xi Yaoyue was filled with guilt. “I didn’t think of all that. I just thought the Heavenly Bone was gone and needed to be replaced…”
Su Changge sighed. “Yaoyue, I understand your urgency—but don’t be so hasty. Thankfully, Yun’er is highly adaptable. The Sacred Bone fused well, so nothing serious happened. In a way, it turned out for the best. He survived a crisis, and the Heavenly Bone was replaced with a Sacred Bone. Boys need to endure hardship—it’s not necessarily a bad thing.”
Xi Yaoyue nodded silently. “That’s true.”
Chi Yanyun was stunned by how the couple agreed so harmoniously. She collapsed to the ground, trembling. “You… you… you really intend to steal Qingchen’s Sacred Bone?”
“He carries your bloodline!”
“Master, he is your son!”
Su Changge gave her a calm glance. “Su Yun is also my son.”
Chi Yanyun was stunned. “But Qingchen is the Su family heir! He’s supposed to take over the family! Without the Sacred Bone, what will outsiders think?”
Su Changge smiled faintly. “According to your logic, if Qingchen is to take over the Su family, he should do fine with or without a Sacred Bone. But Su Yun lacks resources—so what harm is there in giving him one more Sacred Bone?”
Chi Yanyun was at a loss for words. She stammered, “When the old madam returns, you’ll see—”
Xi Yaoyue’s expression darkened.
After Xiao Qingchen had been brought back, the old madam was so overjoyed she couldn’t sleep for three days. She thought it was heaven’s blessing and had gone out to give thanks at temples.
She wouldn’t return for a month. If she found out her own grandson had been…
Whoosh!
Su Changge’s face turned cold. The killing aura of a battlefield general erupted. “And besides, who do you think decides who runs the Su Residence? Yun’er had his Heavenly Bone stolen—this matter will not be left unresolved!”
Xiao Qingchen was still kicking and screaming. “Mother, wake up! Wake up! If you don’t get up, who’s going to get my Sacred Bone for me? My bone! It hurts! I want my bone!”
Xi Yaoyue grew irritated and called out, “Someone, take them back!”
She looked down and saw the Crimson Moon Flowers Su Yun had given her. Her mood immediately lightened.
She sniffed one gently, and the fragrance filled her nose.
After burning her Essence Blood yesterday, she still felt fatigued. But the moment the scent entered her body, she felt her source replenishing and her entire body refreshed and comfortable.
She looked at the Crimson Moon Flowers in surprise. “When did the quality of the flowers in our residence improve?”
“Do Crimson Moon Flowers have the ability to replenish one’s origin?”
These flowers were far more vibrant than she remembered. She recalled Su Yun saying they’d help her heal faster if she smelled them.
Smiling, she called for a maid. “Put them in a vase—the one with the preservation array. I want to see them the moment I open my eyes.”
Su Changge, a cultivator in the Dao Harmony Realm, had a heightened sensitivity to the Dao. He glanced at the Crimson Moon Flowers being carried out and furrowed his brow. These low-grade spiritual herbs had an abnormally complete source essence. Just being near them brought visible benefits—repairing flaws, healing damage, and deepening Dao comprehension.
“What’s the story with these flowers?” Su Changge looked at Su Yun. “Yun’er picked them?” “No… perhaps Yun’er was just lucky enough to gather the ones most infused with the essence of heaven and earth.”
…
(Outside the courtyard)
Xiao Qingchen’s sobbing abruptly stopped. His eyes turned dark and sinister.
He stared at the courtyard for a long time before sneering. “Who would’ve thought that a bastard could become someone the Su family couldn’t cast aside.”
“Still, clearing my name from yesterday was not in vain.”
“You can keep the Sacred Bone for now. Hmph. You’d better encounter some good fortune and nourish that treasure well. When I take it back…”
Just as he was thinking, two servants passed by hurriedly. “Isn’t this the Young Master’s?”
“Who else but him would use such a small sickle?”
“How could he be so careless—just leaving it on the ground.”
“Stop talking. Hurry up and return it.”
Xiao Qingchen glanced over, and his eyes widened. “Sacred… Sacred Bone!”
“My Sacred Bone!”
That small, grey sickle covered in faint runes—it was his Sacred Bone! That peerless treasure had actually been used as a farm tool!
Covered in dirt and grass, it looked dull and gray.
“That’s mine! Mine!” Xiao Qingchen screamed. The servants only glanced at him and quickly ran off.
“This belongs to the Young Master. We can’t let outsiders take it!”
Thud! Xiao Qingchen collapsed beside Chi Yanyun in a fit of rage.
Inside the house, Su Yun heard a system notification in his mind.
[Ding! Mission Complete]