What Do You Think I Did All This For? For Fun?

"Wait... wait?"

Upon first sensing something was amiss, and after careful consideration, Shen Tianxun froze on the spot.

Time passed little by little.

Shen Tianxun's expression froze, and he showed no reaction whatsoever.

"This is already very easy to figure out."

The man glanced at Shen Tianxun, frowned, and offered a reminder.

"Father."

Shen Tianxun swallowed hard and said:

"How... how could this happen?"

It's not unacceptable that one's own mother is one's own sister.

But how could it be his own wife, or rather, his own sister?

Furthermore, there's the matter of this niece's generation...

More importantly...

He didn't even know these things!

"Just some experiments," the man said casually.

"Don't worry too much about these worldly terms. Just use whatever you feel comfortable with. There's no point in getting hung up on them."

"But..."

Before Shen Tianxun could say anything more, the man raised his hand to interrupt him:

I know what you want to know.

The man looked into the distance and said slowly:

"Back then, your grandfather verified a hypothesis with great success. I built upon his work and further realized this hypothesis, which led to your existence and the Shen Clan we know today."

The man paused, then let out a contemptuous laugh:

"That Old Huang calls this a sin, haha, it's utterly laughable. From the perspective of mortal ethics, it's absurd to judge a cultivator. If he didn't actually have some skill, I would never have paid him any attention."

After listening to the man finish speaking, Shen Tianxun tentatively asked:

"Father, what is this conjecture?"

The man glanced at Shen Tianxun and said:

"Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders; the same applies to matters of bloodline."

"Take a woman from within three generations, raise her, and any child born from her will either be the offspring of a commoner or possess extraordinary abilities."

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Shen Tianxun's face:

"Is that really true?"

The man nodded in deep agreement:

"This must be the unique quality of my Shen Clan's bloodline; the closer the relationship, the more obvious it becomes."

"What was the item that Father mentioned earlier that was sent by the messenger?" Shen Tianxun asked.

Since that's the case, the man gently shook his head:

"Literally, these things, though humanoid, are less intelligent than mortals, and even Beast Race are more intelligent than them."

Shen Tianxun looked thoughtful and asked, puzzled:

"But why have I never seen it all these years?"

The man waved his hand:

"Keeping them alive would not only waste resources, but also cause them suffering. They can be distinguished within six months. If they are found to be smuggling things, just strangle them."

Shen Tianxun's gaze sharpened, and he tentatively asked:

"But Father, they are still your own flesh and blood."

Upon hearing this, the man looked at Shen Tianxun with some surprise and said:

"As your father, I believe that after so many years in this position, and having orchestrated the Wentian affair, you would no longer care about such meaningless matters."

Upon hearing this, Shen Tianxun immediately spoke up, saying:

"My Wentian were merely a means to plan for the further development of my Lineage."

"Then what do you think I did all this for?" the man suddenly asked.

Is it because it's fun?

Shen Tianxun suddenly fell silent.

Yes, the method doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, good or bad; as long as the result is good, the process is correct.

Oh, and the result.

Shen Tianxun suddenly remembered the purpose of his trip and hurriedly said:

"But Father, what do these things have to do with Tianzhi?"

"It's not a big deal," the Human Dao.

"Old Huang once said that your brother's situation was special, closely related to our Shen Clan. As long as our Shen Clan prospers, even if a great calamity befalls your brother, he will not perish."

"Then," Shen Tianxun said.

"With Brother Zhi's sudden demise, does this mean that my Shen Clan is no longer on the right track?"

"Old Huang did say something similar back then." The man suddenly smiled, but then changed the subject:

But there's another principle in this world that you need to understand.

"Some things are true if you believe them, and false if you don't. If you believe, their power will be real; if you don't believe, what can they do to me?"

The man patted Shen Tianxun on the shoulder:

"Believe and heed words of goodwill, but ignore words of curse and misfortune."

Hearing this, Shen Tianxun's face showed a thoughtful expression, and he finally sighed:

"My father was much more insightful about life."

A hint of arrogance appeared on the man's face. He waved his hand at Shen Tianxun and said:

"Go, investigate thoroughly and find out who dared to kill your brother."

Shen Tianxun nodded.

After hearing all this, he felt much more at ease.

Yes, I am, after all, a powerful figure, and I should be able to make my own judgments.

Just because Old Huang ran away doesn't mean he was right.

Moreover, my father has just said that only about 40% of what Old Huang said is true.

If that's the case, then this matter is not worth mentioning.

"Father, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now..."

"Wait," the man suddenly said.

Shen Tianxun stopped speaking and looked at his father.

Then I saw his fingers slightly pinching together, as if he was calculating something. After a moment, he said:

"Wenxi that girl, Wenxi, returned?"

Shen Tianxun shook his head:

"Wenxi is stubborn by nature, and I'm afraid she won't return on her own initiative. I'm afraid she's already hidden somewhere."

"However, given her condition at the time, even if she were abroad, it shouldn't have had any impact."

The man didn't say anything about it, but instead asked:

"If I do the math, she should be eighteen by now, right?"

Shen Tianxun nodded, about to speak, but his expression suddenly faltered, and he tentatively asked:

"Father, what are you planning to do?"

The man glanced at Shen Tianxun and reminded him:

"Having one's bloodline extracted is almost certainly fatal, and even external forces can hardly save one, yet she survived; she must possess extraordinary abilities."

"Her uniqueness is also an opportunity for me to further verify my suspicions. Now that you know about my efforts over the years, you should understand what you should do."

Shen Tianxun's throat bobbed, and his brain, which had just stopped sorting out the relationships, immediately started working again.

If there is another son, how should the generational order be determined?

Is your own grandchild also your own brother or sister?

Take a deep breath and clear your mind of the chaos.

Everything was for the Shen Clan.

Wenxi has already made a contribution to the Shen Clan once, so it's nothing for her to make another contribution now.

If a successor even more outstanding than Wentian were to emerge, it would obviously be a cause for celebration for all.

Shen Tianxun immediately agreed to the matter:

"Father, rest assured, I will bring you all the news of Wenxi as soon as I have it."

The man nodded, patted Shen Tianxun on the shoulder, and said:

"I knew I was right about you back then, and you haven't disappointed me."

"However, it's important to note that Forcibly Twisted Melon yield little benefit, and the methods should not be too forceful. This is for the sake of Lineage righteousness, and some loyalty is still necessary."

Upon hearing this, Shen Tianxun hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

The fact that Wenxi chose to flee after the incident with Wentian speaks volumes.

We need to be loyal without forcing it.

To be honest, it's difficult.

However, Shen Tianxun ultimately did not dwell on these matters.

He was, after all, Shen Wenxi's father.

As long as he can find Shen Wenxi, he will always find a way.