Hun Yu’s expression grew heavy as memories of his past life resurfaced. He had explored many hidden treasure lands, and in several of them, truly extraordinary items had appeared. In this life, with the opportunity granted by his rebirth, he would fight for them.
Suddenly, inspiration struck—he remembered something.
When Zhou Yashi had picked him up as a child, he hadn’t been lying in a cradle. Instead, he had been sleeping atop a stone platform.
That platform was shaped like a blue lotus, with a vividly carved koi fish etched into its center.
Back then, he hadn’t felt anything special about it—just that whenever he sat on it, his rate of absorbing spiritual Qi significantly increased.
Later, he told Mu Qingwan about it. After trying it herself, she confirmed it did have that effect, though not as exaggerated as Hun Yu claimed. Even so, Mu Qingwan took the Blue Lotus Stone Platform and gave it to Xiao Han.
After that, Hun Yu tried multiple times to get it back, but Xiao Han never returned it. Instead, he told Mu Qingwan, who scolded Hun Yu severely. She even ignored him for several days, clinging to Xiao Han instead.
Since then, Hun Yu gave up asking. Later, Xiao Han offended a powerful force, and their ancestor pursued him, crippling his cultivation. But only a few days later, Xiao Han recovered completely—and his strength skyrocketed to an absurd level.
It wasn’t until Hun Yu lost all hope and decided to leave the Heavenly Profound Sect, taking back what belonged to him, that Xiao Han coldly revealed everything.
He said that the reason he had been able to repair his broken dantian, rebuild his foundation, and explode in strength in such a short time was all because of that Blue Lotus Stone Platform.
He even told Hun Yu that when he fused with it, he discovered that the platform was actually Hun Yu’s innate companion treasure—and it was a divine artifact of monstrous potential. It could help him stand atop the continent and even surpass every cultivator beneath the heavens to reach that legendary realm spoken of in myths.
He mocked Hun Yu for being born lucky enough to possess such a treasure, yet wasting it to become nothing more than a lowly, obedient simp—squandering a divine artifact like trash.
Thinking of this, a sharp gleam flashed in Hun Yu’s eyes. He looked at Elder Qin and said, “There’s something I need to do now. You have to help me.”
Elder Qin’s gaze was cloudy and unreadable. Ever since the Soul Spirit Jade had fused with Hun Yu, he had realized he no longer had hope and had become disheartened. The source of this chapter is novelping dot com.
All these years, though he hadn’t guided Hun Yu, he had remained within the northwestern region, unable to leave. He knew he wasn’t entirely blameless either. Hun Yu’s refusal to accept the Soul Spirit Jade was also a rejection of him as protector—meaning he couldn’t return to the Hun Clan or report back.
Now that the Soul Spirit Jade had been fused, his protector duty had officially begun. But guarding someone this pathetic—less than a dog, utterly crippled—didn’t interest him at all. How could a man with no cultivation be worthy of him?
He felt lost, unsure of what to do.
Hearing Hun Yu suddenly ask for help, his first instinct was to refuse. But before he could say anything, Hun Yu spoke again.
“As the person chosen by the Hun Clan to be my protector, I regret having given you no hope all these years, binding you to someone as useless as me. I truly feel ashamed. But now that things cannot be changed, they must be accepted. As a strong figure from the Hun Clan, I believe you should have that level of awareness.”
“This time, I’m asking for your help. You can refuse—I won’t blame you. In fact, right now, I can use the Soul Spirit Jade to sever our contract. After fusing with it, I’ve come to understand something—holders of the jade have the right to replace their protector. I can even state that the reason lies not with you, so you won’t suffer punishment. You can continue seeking someone else to protect.”
Hearing this, Elder Qin’s brows knit tightly. He looked at Hun Yu in disbelief and asked suspiciously, “The Soul Spirit Jade has that kind of function? Why have I never heard of it?”
Hun Yu’s face remained composed as he said seriously, “I don’t know if others’ Soul Spirit Jades work that way, but the one I fused with does. If you don’t believe me, you can refuse, and I’ll show you.”
Upon hearing this, Elder Qin’s eyes lit up briefly as he asked anxiously, “Are you serious?”
Hun Yu saw the flash of hope in his eyes and knew the truth—this so-called protector had truly lost all faith in him. There was no trace of attachment left. With such a man as a protector, there was no help to be expected.
Even so, Hun Yu finished what he wanted to say. After all, for all those years by his side, even if Elder Qin did nothing, he still endured watching Hun Yu live like a dog. That, in itself, required more patience than most.
“If you help me this time, and I reclaim what’s mine… if I manage to rebuild my meridians and foundation, I’ll remember your merit. I won’t treat you unfairly in the future.”
Upon hearing this, Elder Qin’s face twisted with contempt, barely hiding his sneer. In these six or seven years at Hun Yu’s side, he had seen how pathetic and humiliating he had been—how he endured insult after insult, acting so spinelessly that it was disgusting.
So now, to hear Hun Yu suddenly speak with confidence—it wasn’t inspiring. It was laughable.
Like a pile of dog shit suddenly declaring it could become gold—it was just absurd. Elder Qin didn’t believe him in the slightest.
Still, Hun Yu was undeniably of the Hun Clan’s main bloodline. Elder Qin didn’t dare mock him outright. He simply stayed silent.
Seeing this, Hun Yu didn’t hesitate. He immediately formed a hand seal and summoned the soul character that had fused into his body.
He said, “I, Hun Yu of the Hun Clan, hereby declare: due to my lack of cultivation and weak character, I am unworthy of the honor bestowed upon me by the clan in assigning a protector. Since this protector has always cared for me diligently and without slacking, yet I, foolish and unworthy, caused him disillusionment and grief, I now release him. From this day forth, I sever all ties with my protector and grant him full freedom to return to the clan and choose another heir worthy of guarding.”
With those words, a drop of his essence blood shot from his body and struck the soul imprint.
As the mark trembled, it let out a sharp screech.
The oath was complete.
In that moment, Elder Qin felt the invisible thread that connected him to Hun Yu snap like a string. His heart suddenly felt hollow.
For a moment, he experienced a wave of pale, unexplainable panic—as if he had lost something extremely important without realizing it.
His breath hitched.