Transmigration, not worthy of being a Su family son?

Blue Star.

Yujing.

Su Family.

In the luxurious and elegant hall, a middle-aged man with a stern, square face raised his teacup high.

"Bang!"

Tea splashed, and porcelain shards scattered across the floor.

"Rebellious son, kneel!"

"Our Su Family's martial arts legacy is passed down through generations, fighting on the front lines against star beasts. Everyone in the family is like a dragon, so how could someone like you, a waste, come from us!"

"You're eighteen and only at the Third Level of Kaiyuan, with no progress in half a month. Your brother kindly wanted to teach you, yet you told him he took your place and kicked him out of the Su Family! You even dared to lay hands on him!"

"Is this how I taught you?!"

The middle-aged man grew more furious as he spoke, his aura surging. The brightly lit hall was instantly enveloped in killing intent, and the crystal chandelier overhead swayed violently.

Beside the middle-aged man, a beautiful noblewoman glanced coldly at the young man in the hall before turning to look gently at the young man beside her.

"Xiao Yang, don't worry, you will always be our Su Family's child. Even if Su Ye has to leave, Mom will never let you leave me."

The young man beside the middle-aged man, Su Yang, was exceptionally handsome. His fair face bore a distinct slap mark on one side. He looked touched at the moment.

"Mom, I can't bear to leave you either, or my sisters..."

On Su Yang's other side, two peerlessly beautiful girls looked at the isolated young man in the hall with disgust.

Su Mingyue: "I knew we shouldn't have let Su Ye come back. Those hoodlums from the slums are beyond saving."

Su Xingchen: "I, Su Xingchen, only acknowledge Su Yang as my brother. Su Ye doesn't deserve to be a member of the Su Family!"

In the hall, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man seemed abandoned by the entire world.

Thin, pale.

With dark circles under his eyes.

Yet, at this moment, the young man's eyes were filled with confusion.

What's going on?

One second he was frantically doing practice questions to pass the civil service exam, and the next... he was facing a storm?

A flood of memories surged.

Su Ye gradually understood.

Oh, I transmigrated.

And into a high-martial world.

Another world's Blue Star, spiritual energy resurgence, star beasts descending, martial arts appearing, supernatural abilities awakening...

A heavenly prodigy, lost among the common folk, finally found, a cultivation waste, conflicts arising...

Having seemingly accepted the original host's memories, Su Ye subconsciously clutched his chest, feeling a sense of suffocation.

He looked up at the middle-aged man roaring from the head seat.

Su Zhengdao, the head of the Su Family, one of the Eastern Huang's Seven Great Gods of War.

He guarded the southeastern battlefield, his Overlord Blade deterring millions of star beasts, preventing them from stepping into the secret realm and offending our Eastern Huang.

Yet, to Su Ye... this widely acclaimed hero and great man was merely an irresponsible father.

Eighteen years ago.

A powerful star beast appeared in the southeastern sea, bringing tens of thousands of marine star beasts to the shore. Su Zhengdao rushed to reinforce the area, accompanied by his wife, Xuanyuan Mingmou, who was heavily pregnant.

In a great battle, Su Zhengdao slew the sea star beast.

However, at the same time, the newborn child born during the battle was lost among the people.

That child was Su Ye.

Fortunately, the infant Su Ye was adopted by a kind couple and never knew his origins.

It wasn't until a high school physical examination half a month ago that someone suddenly appeared and told Su Ye... Child, we are your biological parents!

His biological father was the Eastern Huang God of War, a great hero who defended against star beasts.

Su Ye was initially ecstatic.

However...

Upon returning to the family, Su Ye received no affection, only disappointment.

His father Su Zhengdao's anger at his lack of progress, his mother Xuanyuan Mingmou's cold indifference, his two sisters Su Mingyue and Su Xingchen's disdain for his slum origins, their wary suspicion as if he were a thief, afraid he would bully Su Yang.

And Su Yang...

He was an orphan left behind by a comrade, adopted by Su Zhengdao and Xuanyuan Mingmou to alleviate the pain of losing their son.

Heh, they lose their biological son but don't look for him, instead treasuring this replacement.

Using the best resources to cultivate him into a genius of the Su Family, then turning around to say that Su Ye, their biological son, is inferior to their adopted son.

Heh, how laughable!

"Laughing? You can still laugh?! Is this how I taught you?!"

Seeing that Su Ye not only didn't regret his actions but could even laugh, Su Zhengdao became even angrier.

Bang!

A teacup was once again heavily smashed at Su Ye's feet, scattering shards of porcelain everywhere.

A piece of porcelain grazed Su Ye's cheek, drawing a bloody gash.

Instantly, Su Ye's emotions, already unstable from merging memories, erupted.

"Teach? Teach what?"

The youth raised his head. On his pale face, his black pupils seemed to surge with a bloody light.

"What have you taught me?! Have you ever taught me anything?!"

"No, that's not right. You did teach me. You taught me to grovel at your feet, to endure beatings and scoldings."

"And now you want to teach me to admit to things I didn't do, to accept accusations without question, because everything wrong in this world is done by me, Su Ye, right?"

The youth spat out cold, mocking words, which only made Su Zhengdao, who was furious in the main seat, even more enraged.

"Fine! Not only do you refuse to admit your mistake, but you dare to talk back to me! How could I, Su Zhengdao, have such a shameless son!"

Su Zhengdao's hands trembled with anger.

How could Su Ye be so ungrateful?

How could their Su Family produce such a scoundrel?