16: Chapter 16 The Child's Father, I'll Protect Him

Inside the main hall, Ji Yuhan picked up her daughter Ji Yuanyao. "Yaoyao, it's not that Mother doesn't want you to go out. It's just that your status is special. Once you grow up a bit more, step into the Quasi-Emperor Realm, and take control of the imperial artifact in our clan, Mother will naturally let you go out to temper yourself."

Yaoyao nodded obediently. "Yaoyao knows that Mother cares about Yaoyao, and Yaoyao doesn't mean to blame Mother at all."

"Such a good girl, Yaoyao!" Ji Yuhan gently stroked her daughter's little nose with a gratified look, and immediately put her down.

"Go and see your grandfather. He has been worried for a long time since he found out you went out."

"Mhm!" Ji Yuanyao nodded. "Mother, Great-Aunt, Yaoyao will take her leave." After bowing, she walked out of the main hall.

Outside the main hall, Ji Ruoxi hurriedly concealed her aura, looking extremely vigilant like a thief, holding her breath entirely.

After her second elder sister Yaoyao left, she rolled her darting eyes and continued to look into the main hall.

Inside the main hall, Ji Yuhan looked at her aunt Ji Wanyue. "Aunty, Yaoyao's father..."

Ji Wanyue said, "Although his Dantian is shattered, he has another trump card that can resist a Saint's pressure."

"His Dantian is shattered, yet he can still resist a Saint's pressure?" Ji Yuhan's gaze narrowed as she thought to herself, "I knew he wasn't that simple. After all, if it hadn't been for his intervention back then, all of us would have perished at the hands of that Disaster King!"

To this day, whenever she recalled that scene eight years ago, her heart still skipped a beat.

That time, nine peerless Saintesses went together to contend for the legendary 'undying nine-leaf flower', but they encountered an Evil Spirit whose strength far exceeded normal limits. The true form of that Evil Spirit was a blooming spiritual flower that bared its fangs the moment they approached.

The floral fragrance emitted from that flower caused them to be poisoned by evil toxins, and their cultivation levels gradually weakened.

Even the power of their Saint-Grade artifacts could not be fully unleashed.

Because of this, nine women with extraordinary backgrounds almost perished together.

Fortunately, a man descended from the sky and actually suppressed that evil spiritual flower.

But later...

Thinking of what happened later, Ji Yuhan's cheeks couldn't help turning slightly red.

"He is the son of Jiang Tianxing, so it is normal for him to have some life-saving methods on him," Ji Wanyue said.

"Jiang Tianxing... He is the son of that legendary figure in our realm, Jiang Tianxing." Ji Yuhan's eyes lit up.

Her heart felt a faint, inexplicable excitement.

Since he is no nobody, perhaps the clan might accept him.

"Indeed, he is Jiang Tianxing of the Jiang Imperial Clan!" As she spoke, Ji Wanyue's eyes gleamed with brilliance, sharing in the honor.

"Like father, like son. No wonder Yaoyao's father possesses such methods," Ji Yuhan whispered, her eyes shining with brilliant colors.

However, Ji Wanyue suddenly frowned slightly. "Jiang Tianxing is indeed a remarkable figure, but thirty years ago, after heading to the Outer Realm Battlefield, he disappeared without a trace... And now, the Qilin grandson of the Jiang family's Saint Lord has been eroded by the Disaster King's Qi, rendering all medicines ineffective... I am afraid that the events of the past will repeat themselves!"

"The Jiang family... should have already received the news that Yaoyao's father has awakened the Sun Holy Body."

She wore a worried expression.

"The events of the past." Hearing this, Ji Yuhan frowned, her gaze turning icy as a murderous aura emerged between her brows.

Those who can awaken the Sun Holy Body possess, to some extent, the true blood of the ancient ancestors' Legacy within their bodies...

Furthermore, they might even possess a wisp of the ancient emperor's true spiritual blood.

If one extracts that Legacy imperial blood and merges it into the body of a Cultivator eroded by evil Qi, the flame of the imperial blood can be used to drive away the Disaster Spirit's evil Qi.

Back then, Jiang Tianxing's younger brother, Jiang Jingyang, was eroded by the Evil Spirit's disaster Qi.

Jiang Tianxing was brought into the Jiang Clan, and in the end, his imperial blood was seized, damaging his Foundation...

Yet Jiang Jingyang, by refining and fusing with Jiang Tianxing's imperial bone, not only dispelled the Evil Spirit's Qi but also forged a Quasi-Emperor Foundation.

If not for Jiang Tianxing's extraordinary talent allowing him to reshape his Foundation and catch up from behind, his future would have already been ruined.

"Aunty, please look after the children well. I am going to charge into our clan's Forbidden Ground..." Ji Yuhan said.

Her tone was firm, and her gaze was sharp.

Now that past events were repeating themselves, how could she let Xie Wushang go through Jiang Tianxing's fate once again?

"You want to go and wield our clan's imperial artifact?" Ji Wanyue's eyelids twitched.

"Mhm!" Ji Yuhan nodded.

To enter the Jiang Clan and save her daughter's father, she must wield the imperial artifact.

Only in this way could she make the Jiang Clan wary and dare not seize the children's father's Legacy imperial blood.

"But you only stepped into the Saint Realm not long ago. With such cultivation, I am afraid it will be difficult to endure the might of the imperial artifact. A slight misstep and you will perish utterly." Ji Wanyue looked worried. To wield an imperial artifact, one's own strength must also be sufficiently powerful.

Otherwise, if the strength is too weak, one will be unable to bear the imperial might.

"Yaoyao cannot live without her father!" Ji Yuhan said with a firm gaze.

Even if it means death...

She would still have to give it a try.

"Have you really thought this through?" Ji Wanyue looked solemn.

"I have thought it through," Ji Yuhan said.

She gazed into the distance outside the main hall, her gaze resolute.

Back then, if that man hadn't intervened, she would have already perished long ago.

Now, how could she sit by and do nothing?

Besides, he was also the father of her three children.

"I will take good care of the children," Ji Wanyue took a deep breath and instructed, "However, do not act recklessly regarding the matter of wielding the imperial artifact. I suppose that for the sake of the three children, the Ji Clan will also stand by your side, not to mention that little fellow is Jiang Tianxing's son after all."

"If Jiang Tianxing has not perished and returns from the Outer Realm... I suppose he is already at the Emperor Realm, right?"

Ji Wanyue gazed into the distance, as if looking beyond the starry sky.

On her cold, stunningly beautiful face, a radiant smile couldn't help but appear at the corners of her lips.

Her beautiful eyes gleamed with brilliance, as if she were seeing a supreme, world-dominating Great Emperor.

"I understand!" Ji Yuhan said.

"However... My man, I will protect him myself." Ji Yuhan whispered in her heart, her gaze resolute.

Ji Yuhan gave her aunt a parting instruction, then bowed and flew out of the main hall.

"This girl Yuhan... usually as cold as frost and paying no heed to outsiders, is actually so attentive to the Xie family boy?"

Ji Wanyue whispered.

"I truly wonder what happened between them in the Disaster Battlefield?"

Murmuring a sentence, Ji Wanyue also flew away from the main hall.

A long time later, Ji Ruoxi, who had been hiding outside the main hall in the Void Realm using a Great Saint-Grade precious orb, finally manifested her figure.

"Listening to Mother and Great-Aunt's words... Father seems to come from the Jiang Imperial Clan, and looks like he is going to be harmed by someone?"

"Past events repeating themselves? What on earth is going on? No, I must go and find out clearly!"

"Hmph hmph, Second Sister can go protect Father, and so can I!"

The little girl rolled her darting eyes, pouted a sentence, and then vanished from the spot.

Yuntian Sword Sect, Yunyue Peak.

The night had already grown dark.

The bright moon hung high, and tree shadows swayed gracefully.

In the courtyard pavilion, Xie Wushang silently listened as the old man recounted matters concerning his father, Jiang Tianxing.

"Twenty-six years ago, your father returned from the Outer Realm Battlefield and even brought you back. Then he hurriedly left and there has been no news since."

Xie Jingde said, "As for how he fared in the Jiang Clan, I have also rarely heard about it. After all, the Southern Territory is too far from the Central Region; low-tier Cultivators cannot fly across such a distance even in their entire lives... Along the way, they would be devoured by great demons."

"What is more, there are outer realm Evil Spirits haunting our realm."

"Outer Realm Battlefield..." Xie Wushang's gaze narrowed.