Past Events (2)

Tears streamed from Lucia's eyes as she looked at Gigue, lying on the bed, his breathing shallow. She cried out, "Saint Gigue!" and rushed forward, but Garling grabbed her. He stared at Gurando and asked coldly, "Gurando, what exactly are you doing? You said you were treating Gigue. What kind of illness takes this long to cure? And look what you've done to him!"

Gurando placed a tube of green serum on Gigue's bed and replied calmly, "Why are you meddling here when you should be cultivating? Gigue is gravely ill, and it's not something that can be cured easily. Seeing him like this every day pains me too. He's my own son!"

Gurando deliberately emphasized the last few words, making it clear that he wanted Garling to stop interfering.

Gigue on the bed struggled to speak, but Gurando pressed his hand over his mouth and whispered, "Poor child, don't speak anymore. Just rest."

Garling's eyes flickered. He didn't know if Gurando was telling the truth, so he remained silent.

Seeing Garling subdued, a hidden smile crept onto Gurando's lips. Just as he was about to tell Garling to leave, Lucia, who Garling was still holding, suddenly shouted, "He's lying! I overheard them yesterday. They're using Gigue for experiments!"

Gurando frowned and gripped the crescent moon pendant on his chest, drawing a miniature knife from it.

He slashed the knife through the air, and a burst of sword energy shot towards Lucia.

"You're asking for death!"

At this critical moment, Garling drew the sword at his waist and blocked the incoming sword energy.

However, because he acted in haste, the residual shockwave of the dissipating sword energy still affected Lucia, who stood beside him, leaving a thin red line beneath her left eye.

Bright red blood flowed from the wound, but Lucia seemed oblivious. She tightly gripped the hem of Garling's clothes and pleaded, "Please, take Saint Gigue away! He'll die if this continues!"

Lucia's cries agitated Garling. He flung her away. Before he could speak, Gigue on the bed saw Lucia injured and his eyes widened. A violent current erupted from his body, and he roared, "Lucia!"

Gurando quickly retracted his hand, staring blankly at his slightly blackened palm, and suddenly fell into a state of frenzy.

"Hahaha, it worked! I succeeded!"

Garling was stunned by the scene. He stared intently at Gurando and demanded, "What is going on? Did you really conduct some kind of experiment on Gigue?! You'd better explain yourself!"

Gurando stopped laughing, tilted his head, and looked at Garling. "Garling, are you, my younger brother, ordering me around? You haven't even become the Family Head yet!"

Garling pointed his sword at Gurando and replied stiffly, "So what? Have you forgotten? As the Commander of the Divine Knights, I have the authority to judge Celestial Dragons. Now, I want you to tell me everything you've done."

Gurando paused, then covered his face and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Yes, the Commander of the Divine Knights, what authority you wield!"

As he laughed, Gurando's expression grew more ferocious. He suddenly met Garling's eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "That position should have been mine. Don't flaunt it in front of me. You want to know what I did? Fine! I'll tell you!"

He looked down at Gigue, who was now stunned, and said in a sinister tone, "I admit, no matter how much I cultivate, it's hard for me to surpass you in strength. But I have a good son! His talent is even greater than yours. Tell me, how could I waste such a body?"

As he spoke, Gurando gently stroked Gigue's forehead. His hand wasn't cold, but Gigue shivered.

"Gigue's body is like an uncarved jade, needing careful development. For this, I've put in a great deal of effort."

He walked over to a table, grabbed a report, and threw it at Garling. "Take a look. The design of a genius!"

Garling caught the report and had only read two pages before a chill ran through him. He threw the report to the ground and glared at Gurando, shouting, "You're insane! Gigue is just a child! How could he endure such experiments!?"

Gurando snorted coldly. "My child is not for you to worry about. If you have nothing else, don't disturb my research."

Garling showed no intention of leaving. He advanced towards Gurando with his sword, saying word by word, "Hand Gigue over to me. You are not worthy of being a father."

Facing the enraged Garling, Gurando appeared surprisingly calm. He crossed his arms and said flippantly, "Oh? I almost forgot. You're about to become a father too, aren't you?"

Crack!

The floor beneath Garling cracked. He stopped abruptly, looking at Gurando in disbelief. "You, how did you..."

"How did I know? Hahaha, my dear brother, you're always focused on cultivation. How many of the family's affairs do you know about? What rustle of grass can escape my eyes?"

Garling's face darkened, and he stood frozen, sword in hand. Gurando chuckled a few times and continued.

"I advise you not to meddle in my affairs. If that matter gets out, you might not be able to be a father anymore!"

"You!"

Garling's lips trembled with anger. At that moment, he truly wanted to cleave Gurando in two with his sword, but Gurando's words had struck him right where it hurt.

Gurando slowly walked to Garling's side, reached out, and patted his shoulder, speaking softly.

"Don't be so tense. We can completely mind our own business. Besides, my experiment is of immense benefit to Gigue. How could I possibly joke about my own son's life?"

Garling tightly gripped his sword hilt and said through gritted teeth, "How much longer will this damn experiment of yours take?"

"Soon. Didn't you see the current Gigue unleashed just now? That proves my experimental direction is correct. Just give me some more time, and I'll be able to create the most perfect body in the world for him!"

As he said this, Gurando silently added in his heart, And for myself.

Garling closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. Then, he turned around, grabbed Lucia, and they vanished from the area in a flash.

Outside the laboratory, Lucia was still crying and pleading with Garling to save Gigue. Garling turned his head away and said coldly, "Stop crying. You are very loyal to your Master, which is excellent. I will arrange for you to join the guard, so train hard there. When Gigue returns, you can become his personal bodyguard!"