False Death

The sun shone warmly, and a gentle breeze swept across the pond in the courtyard, creating ripples on the water's surface.

Time passed silently, second by second.

Stared at silently by these three slightly scrutinizing gazes, Xu Yuan had for a moment the urge to shrink back into his room and close the door.

Even though he knew he was absolutely safe, that didn't mean he wouldn't get beaten up.

A moment of silence,

Xu Yuan steeled himself, took a step forward, and forced a smile, a tentative one:

"Father, what's going on here?"

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As the sound rang out, Xu Yinhe and Feng Jiuxuan exchanged a glance, both seeing a sense of relief in each other's eyes.

As family members, sometimes a single glance is enough to understand a lot.

It is indeed Changtian who has awakened now, not the monster from before.

With these thoughts in mind, Feng Jiuxuan took a step forward with a smile in his eyes, "Changtian."

"Buzz!"

He had barely begun to speak when a buzzing sound suddenly interrupted him.

Looking at the Willowwood Ghost Blade that the boy took out, Feng Jiuxuan raised his eyebrows with a strange expression.

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Xu Yuan glanced at the Willowwood Ghost Blade he had subconsciously taken out, then at his smiling uncle, swallowed hard, and silently put it away.

Although he didn't know how much time had passed since he fell into a coma, the memory of being brutally beaten by his uncle felt like it had just happened.

Therefore, when his eyes met those of his uncle, who was dressed in pristine white, he felt his body subconsciously trigger some kind of muscle memory.

"Cough."

With a soft cough, Xu Yinhe raised his hand and gently patted Feng Jiuxuan's shoulder, signaling him to ask.

Feng Jiuxuan's narrow eyes held a thoughtful expression. He sighed softly, and then his figure vanished from the courtyard in an instant.

This kid seems to have that memory.

He came to check on his condition, and now that he has woken up, although he still has some doubts, there is no need for him to stay any longer.

After all, he had indeed gone a bit too far before.

As Feng Jiuxuan left, Xu Yuan's tense body gradually relaxed.

This beating from his uncle, which hadn't happened in over ten years, once again left him with psychological trauma.

For a moment, only the father and his two sons remained in the courtyard.

Xu Changge remained standing on the wall.

Xu Yuan stood in the shadows under the eaves.

Xu Yinhe, on the other hand, basked in the sunlight with a gentle expression.

Xu Yuan glanced at his elder brother, who was standing on the courtyard wall, his black sleeves and green robe fluttering in the wind, and found it somewhat amusing.

Xu Changge, as always, knows how to show off.

Next time, I suggest standing directly on the streetlight.

As he was thinking this, his father's steady voice came through the phone:

"Changtian, how are you feeling now?"

Ever since Lou Ji and the saint who became a spirit spirit stabilized Changtian's condition with the help of the Institute of Investigation and sent him back to the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he and the two saints Feng Jiuxuan, have been taking turns checking his physical condition.

That's terrible.

His life was entirely sustained by the power derived from the fusion of the source of life and the source of yin.

Xu Yinhe had thought that Changtian would remain sprawled on the bed in this state until the sage-like spirit Luo Xiran produced his research results, but he never expected that Changtian would suddenly wake up today.

Upon hearing his father's question, Xu Yuan did not hide anything. After carefully choosing his words, he replied in a low voice:

"Hmm, something strange has happened to my body."

As he spoke, Xu Yuan raised one hand and opened it in front of Xu Yinhe and Xu Changge, and a wisp of black Source Qi appeared in his palm.

Xu Yinhe stared at him with his calm gaze for a few moments, then gave an order to Xu Changge, who was standing against the wall:

"Changge, try using your Source Qi."

Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow, and before he could even think about what his father meant, a blue afterimage appeared in front of him.

Looking at his third brother, Xu Changge raised his index finger expressionlessly, and a wisp of clear white Source Qi shot out from it, accurately striking the wisp of black Source Qi in Xu Yuan's palm.

At the instant the two streams of Source Qi came into contact,

"Sizzle."

A sickening, corrosive sound suddenly rang out in the quiet, warm courtyard.

Seeing this scene before him, Xu Yuan subconsciously opened his mouth, a hint of excitement showing in his narrow eyes.

He has now inherited all the abilities he had when he went berserk. His black Source Qi is the same thin membrane that was able to deconstruct other people's Source Qi techniques back then!

Subconsciously

Xu Yuan looked at Xu Changge with a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

Meeting this gaze, Xu Changge was initially puzzled, then gave a strange smile and swiftly pointed her index finger at Xu Yuan's Dantian.

The next moment,

Xu Yuan then felt half of the black Source Qi in his Dantian instantly being emptied.

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"Changge." Xu Yinhe frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Xu Changge slowly moved his index finger away without saying a word. He raised his hand, patted his third brother's shoulder, sighed, shook his head, and turned to walk straight out of the courtyard gate.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan stared at the other person's back, his teeth itching with hatred.

Sooner or later, he will have to avenge himself.

His current equipment is arguably the best in the world; it's only a matter of time before he beats Xu Changge to a pulp.

Thinking to himself, Xu Yuan extended his Spirit Sight to scan Xu Changge, who was leaving with his back turned.

He wanted to see just how far this older brother's cultivation had progressed.

But before his Spirit Sight could make contact with the other person, Xu Changge stopped and looked at him again.

And this time,

Xu Changge's gaze towards him also carried a hint of eagerness.

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Oh no! How could Xu Changge, a mere Origin Beginning Being, sense his Spirit Sight?

Xu Yuan immediately looked away, then turned to his father, coughed lightly, and said in a solemn voice:

"Father, besides this Source Qi, there is also my Will Soul."

Watching his two sons' "internal strife," Xu Yinhe's eyes flashed with a helpless smile, and he gently waved his hand:

"There's no need to demonstrate; I already sensed it just now."

A hint of surprise flashed through Xu Yuan's mind, but he quickly understood.

Towards the Prime Minister's Mansion, this father was an autocratic "tyrant," but towards his family, he was not a controlling father.

With his cultivation level, he could sense everything in the vast Prime Minister's Prime Minister's Mansion, which spanned several city blocks, but he would never investigate the rooms of his children in the inner courtyard.

However, his situation was somewhat special, and he estimated that his father had already noticed it the moment he woke up.

Xu Changge also left.

He only came to check on his good-for-nothing third brother out of concern, and seeing that he was alright, he was able to leave.

With Feng Jiuxuan and Xu Changge gone, only the Emperor and Prime Minister's Mansion Crown Prince remained in the courtyard.

Xu Yinhe showed no intention of leaving. He glanced at an elegant stone pavilion by the pond, then slowly turned and walked towards it.

As he walked, Xu Yinhe turned to his son, who was following behind him, and asked in a low voice:

"Having experienced this strange change, Changtian, have you felt any discomfort?"

Hearing his busy father's concern, Xu Yuan felt a surge of tenderness and chuckled softly in reply:

"Not yet, but I actually feel clearer than before."

"Breaking through the Body Fusion will naturally make you more lucid than when you Soul Condensation."

Xu Yinhe spoke with a smile, glancing helplessly in the direction Xu Changge had left. After a moment of silence, he whispered his advice:

"Changtian, stop going against your older brother all the time. Even though that's his personality, he's always cared about you. He used to beat you up because you were immature."

The two entered the pavilion, where birdsong filled their ears and the fragrance of flowers delighted their senses.

Xu Yuan sat on the stone bench and said:

"Of course I know that, I was just joking."

Xu Yinhe stared at the three men in front of him, his deep gaze seemingly able to see through their hearts:

"Is this really a joke?"

With that, Xu Yinhe shook his head and smiled, "Alright, I won't interfere in your affairs, but Changtian, if you want to surpass your elder brother in cultivation, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

Xu Yuan was slightly displeased upon hearing this. The only difference between him and Xu Changge was their cultivation level. He retorted in a low voice:

"Father, have you forgotten my current physical condition?"

He's injured.

Xu Yinhe interrupted Xu Yuan, gazing at the eldest son's courtyard next door, and said leisurely, "Moreover, the injuries are quite severe."

Xu Yuan frowned upon hearing this, but there was no surprise in his eyes.

Although the man seemed no different from usual, his Spirit Sight still detected a slight disorder in the man's internal energy.

After a moment's hesitation, he asked in a low voice:

"Father, how did my elder brother get injured? Surely no one in this world would dare to provoke him without a reason?"

Upon hearing this question, Xu Yinhe glanced at Xu Yuan, took out two teacups and a pot of tea, placed them on the stone table, and replied slowly and deliberately:

"After learning about your situation, Changge went alone to find the assassin who had turned you into this."

Xu Yuan subconsciously recalled the image of a fat man wearing a mask, and asked briefly:

"Is it that obese Mortal Shedding?"

"No."

Xu Yinhe said calmly, "It's Luo Bingli."

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Xu Yuan's breath hitched slightly, and he remained silent for a moment, his voice hesitant:

" From Luo Bingli should be a demigod?"

"Um."

"Xu Changge won?"

"You could say it's a lose-lose situation."

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A sudden silence fell over the air.

Xu Yuan licked his lips and asked awkwardly:

"So Xu Changge has already broken through to the Mortal Shedding?"

"No."

"So he fought a half-saint while in his Origin Beginning state?"

"Um."

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Xu Yuan swallowed hard, glanced at Xu Changge's arrogant courtyard, and asked in a low voice:

"Did Xu Changge use underhanded tactics?"

Xu Yinhe countered:

"Do you think your older brother is the type of person who would use those kinds of methods?"

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Xu Yuan was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice:

"Father, the gap between Origin Beginning and a Half-Saint must be huge, right?"

Xu Yinhe nodded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world:

"Of course, otherwise Luo Bingli wouldn't have been able to escape either."

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Xu Yuan felt a chill run down his spine.

Although spell damage is often excessive among high-level cultivators, under the overwhelming power of Will Soul and Source Qi, even if the damage is excessive, it is still difficult to hit the opponent.

There is an insurmountable chasm between the Origin Beginning and the Half-Saint.

And now this old man is telling him,

Xu Changge can now directly confront a half-saint.

What should I do if I suddenly feel like my future is completely bleak?

However, Xu Yuan quickly regained his composure.

Because he thought of something.

Xu Changtian had also done something like fighting against a half-saint while still in his Origin Beginning state.

And in the end, they won, and won decisively.

Even though it was achieved through all sorts of underhanded means and with the assistance of Tianyan, it can still be described as Origin Beginning Reversal that slays a Half-Saint.

With his current physical capabilities, when he breaks through to the Origin Beginning Realm, he might not be much worse than that older brother.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan suddenly felt that there was still a lot to look forward to in the future.

He rubbed the Sumeru Ring on his fingertip, preparing to take out some drinks and snacks to place on the stone table in front of him.

But the moment his Spirit Sight probed into the Sumeru Ring on his fingertip, Xu Yuan's heart stopped for a moment.

It's empty.

In his Sumeru Ring, there is now only a Willowwood Ghost Blade left.

Seeing the empty Sumeru Ring, Xu Yuan was instantly thrown off balance.

Millions of taels of silver notes, various elixirs, Source Crystal, fine wine, and all sorts of supplies were looted.

But he quickly figured out who had done it.

In this Great Yan, there are not many people who dare to steal his things, but there are still a few. However, there is only one person who knows how to steal his things.

The image of Lou Ji's alluring and languid face subconsciously surfaced in my mind.

Xu Yuan paused for a moment, then looked at his father across from him.

He wants to file a complaint with the emperor.

"Father, Lou Ji ..."

"If you want to talk about the silver notes and supplies in your Sumeru Ring, Lou Ji has already spoken to me about this."

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Hearing his father's words, Xu Yuan's heart sank, and he felt a pain so intense that he could hardly breathe.

Most of the money and supplies are probably gone for good.

Thinking to himself, Xu Yuan subconsciously glanced at his father's study.

After returning to the Imperial Capital, he will likely have little chance to rip off and exploit others again. If he wants money, he will probably have to go back to his old ways.

Xu Yinhe looked at the three men, his usually calm and composed face now showing a wry smile:

"Changtian, silver is just a number."

Xu Yuan looked at his father in front of him, feeling a slight resentment in his heart.

While the amount of money may be substantial for you, Father, as Prime Minister, I, your son, have not yet reached your level.

That silver was all painstakingly accumulated by your son, who slaughtered fat sheep bit by bit.

"Call"

As if knowing what Xu Yuan was thinking, Xu Yinhe sighed softly and said in a low voice:

"Changtian, you can't do anything with that money now. You've been unconscious for over a month. Now that you're awake, focus on your cultivation and don't go out anymore."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan's expression instantly turned serious, and he asked in a low voice:

"Father, what do you mean by that?"

Xu Yinhe's voice was calm:

"I will announce to the world that you died in the assassination attempt."

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