They returned to Dongxi.
Xu Mingwei suddenly asked, "Father, why didn't you force them to swear an oath?"
"Between their own safety and their lineages' safety, those two households will make their choice.
Besides, this is also a punishment for them."
"A punishment?" Xu Mingxian asked, puzzled.
"When you face the same choice as those two households, how will you feel?"
Their eyes immediately lit up as understanding dawned. "Utterly tormented. It might be even more frightening than being killed outright."
"Choices can be great or small, light or heavy. Sometimes a single choice can leave you beset by heart demons for the rest of your life, unable to advance another step. It can also send you soaring ahead, singing triumphantly all the way.
Just as you must choose for your own children whether they will follow the Immortal Way or the Martial Way.
The palm and the back of the hand are both flesh.
When the time comes to truly choose, you will understand the pressure."
Their hearts sank.
A choice could be this terrifying!
"What if they ultimately still choose to oppose our Xu Household?" Xu Mingwei asked.
"The chance is less than one in ten. But if they really do, do you think our Xu Household has no chance of winning?"
Xu Mingxian grinned. "Big Brother, the upper-grade second-tier Four Symbols Heavenly Dipper Formation is said to be capable of slaying Foundation Establishment cultivators. Honestly, I'd quite like to see its true might."
Xu Mingwei shook his head with a helpless laugh. His little brother had a sly, wicked streak too.
Oh, no—he was no longer the youngest of the second generation.
In a few more months,
their youngest brother would be born.
Seven or eight days passed in the blink of an eye.
November was only