5: Chapter 5: The Twin Maids Delivered to Our Doorstep! How Blessed!

Everlasting Su Family.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like water could be wrung out of it.

“Ah—my Foundation! My cultivation! Father, save me!”

The Family Head, Su Wanshan, a genuine Saint Realm powerhouse, was currently looking at his son Su Chen, who had been carried back on a stretcher, his face ashen with rage.

Su Chen’s body was as limp as mud, his face deathly pale. He kept letting out meaningless whimpers, his eyes hollow; clearly, his Dao Heart had been shattered by fear.

“This is too much! Too much!”

Su Wanshan slammed a palm onto the Purple Divine Wood table beside him. The table, crafted from millennial divine wood, instantly turned to powder.

He roared:

“Even for a Great Emperor, this is going a bit too far! To dare humiliate the direct son of my Everlasting Su Family like this! Do they really think my Everlasting Su Family is made of clay!”

“Men! Summon the Family Elders to follow me to the Yunxiao Holy Land to demand an explanation!”

A clan Elder below the dais heard this and his legs went weak with fear. He hurriedly advised:

“Family Head, calm your anger! The other party specifically named the Yunxiao Holy Land—that is a place where a Great Emperor resides!”

Su Wanshan was consumed by fury; how could he listen?

“So what if he's a Great Emperor? Although the Old Ancestor of my Su Family walking the world is only at the Quasi-Emperor rank, I stand at the peak of the Mortal Dao. Why would I fear a mere Great Emperor!”

“My Su Family has a Great Emperor too!”

Just as he was clamoring to gather his forces for revenge,

An ancient and terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire Su Family estate.

In the face of this aura, even Su Wanshan, who was in the Saint Realm, felt himself to be as tiny as an ant.

“Old Ancestor!”

Su Wanshan’s expression changed drastically as he hurriedly bowed.

An illusory figure condensed in the main hall. It was an old man with white hair and beard; his eyes were cloudy, yet they held the vicissitudes of one who had seen through the world.

This was precisely that Quasi-Emperor Old Ancestor of the Su Family who had been in seclusion for many years.

“I saw everything just now.”

The Old Ancestor's voice was raspy, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.

He had indeed been paying attention to the situation on Su Chen’s side not long ago. Because of that, Lu Chen’s final warning, 'Stop watching,' had been directed at him.

That ordinary glance had made even this Quasi-Emperor’s Divine Soul tremble. His Dao Heart nearly became unstable, and he almost fled on the spot.

Su Wanshan thought the Old Ancestor had come to back him up, so his confidence surged as he said with grief and indignation:

“Old Ancestor! You must seek justice for the Su Family! Our Su Family has stood for hundreds of thousands of years; when have we ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace! That Lu Chen is but a mere Great Emperor, you...”

Before he could finish speaking,

The Su Family Ancestor spoke.

“Idiot!”

The Old Ancestor said, incensed: “Revenge? Do you want the entire Everlasting Su Family to be buried with him?!”

“That is a Great Emperor! A living Great Emperor! Not those old fogies in Holy Lands, Immortal Sects, Imperial Dynasties, or Ancient Clans who are lingering on their last breaths inside undying divine coffins!”

“Do you know what a living Great Emperor signifies? With a single thought, he could completely erase my Su Family from this continent! Not a single trace would be left!”

Su Wanshan was also frightened by the fear in the Old Ancestor's words.

He finally realized what a terrifying existence his son had provoked.

Even the Old Ancestor was afraid; he could be no exception.

The Su Family Ancestor took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the dread in his heart, and made a prompt decision.

“Immediately! Tie up this worthless thing for me!”

He pointed at Su Chen on the stretcher, his tone icy.

“Open the treasury! Take out the 'Nine-Revolution Life-Nourishing Grass', the 'Heavenly Heart Emperor Marrow', and that piece of 'Chaos Immortal Gold' that our Su Family has treasured for ten thousand years! Prepare a generous gift and follow me personally to the Yunxiao Holy Land to offer a humble apology!”

The Old Ancestor's command was absolute.

But after giving the order, he fell into deep thought.

Just sending treasures might not be enough to appease a Great Emperor's wrath.

He had to send people!

And it had to be people the other party would be satisfied with!

Perhaps they could even gain some benefits from the Great Emperor.

His gaze pierced through layers of palace buildings and landed on an elegant courtyard in the Family's back mountain.

In the courtyard, two stunning young girls were playing.

They were precisely the two most outstanding Pride of Heaven of this Su Family generation.

The Elder sister, Su Xuner, had a sword dao talent that was one in ten thousand, and she possessed a proud personality.

The younger sister, Su Qiyue, was innocent and romantic, and was a total foodie.

“For the sake of the Family, I can only wrong you two.”

The Old Ancestor's voice rang out.

In the next moment, the two sisters were moved into the main hall by an irresistible force.

Looking at the scene before her and hearing the Old Ancestor's words, Su Xuner’s pretty face instantly turned pale, her eyes filled with humiliation and resentment.

Why?

Just because that trash brother of hers caused trouble, she had to be sacrificed?

She was the Qilin Girl of the Su Family, the future Sword Dao Supreme!

Why should she go be a slave or maidservant for some bullying Great Emperor!

On the other hand, Su Qiyue was a completely different story.

Her large eyes flickered. Hearing that she was going to see the legendary "Emperor Yun Tian," she wasn't afraid at all; instead, stars were appearing in her eyes, her little face written with excitement and anticipation.

“A Great Emperor! Wow! I can finally see a living one!”

The Su Family Ancestor looked at the two juniors' completely different reactions and sighed in his heart.

He said to Su Xuner and Su Qiyue:

“Don't blame the Family, you two. If you must blame someone, blame that disappointing brother of yours.”

“Remember, from today on, you are no longer the Pride of Heaven of the Su Family. You could be Emperor Yun Tian's maidservants, or perhaps his Disciples, or maybe... sigh!”

“Take good care of Emperor Yun. If you can win his favor, or even be taken as Disciples, it would be an immense fortune for my Su Family!”

...

The next day.

The small town outside the gates of the Yunxiao Holy Land.

It was still bustling with traffic as various forces came in an endless stream to pay their respects.

Before the mountain gate, a group of people was standing.

Leading them was none other than that Quasi-Emperor Old Ancestor of the Everlasting Su Family!

He had restrained all his aura, looking like an ordinary old man next door, standing there respectfully. Behind him followed Su Chen, who was tied up like a zongzi, as well as the sisters Su Xuner and Su Qiyue.

Inside the Holy Lord's Main Hall.

Mo Wentian was completely stunned.

“The Old Ancestor of the Su Family? Personally bringing people to wait outside the mountain gate for an audience?”

He rubbed his head, doubting his own perception.

That was a Quasi-Emperor of the Su Family! An old monster who had lived for who knows how many hundreds of thousands of years, an existence whose foot-stomp would make the entire Eastern Barrens tremble!

He actually came to his Yunxiao Holy Land to seek an audience?

Mo Wentian did not dare to be negligent and hurried to the mountain gate personally to welcome them.

When he saw the Su Family Ancestor's face written with humility and fawning, he was once again impressed by his own Old Ancestor, yet also a bit afraid.

“It's a good thing our Old Ancestor's prestige is so great! But what happens later if the Old Ancestor is injured!”

Mo Wentian’s heart was in turmoil, but he dared not show it on his face. He politely led the Su Family Ancestor’s group toward Xiaoyao Peak.

The summit of Xiaoyao Peak.

It was still as breezy and sunny as ever, a picture of peaceful years.

Lu Chen was lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun, so comfortable he was about to fall asleep.

Beside him, his newly recruited Disciple Leng Qingqiu was kneeling on a small stool, her slender jade hands peeling a crystal-clear grape and carefully feeding it to Lu Chen’s mouth.

This scene made the Su Family Ancestor’s eyelids twitch as he followed behind.

Meanwhile, Su Xuner was biting her silver teeth in secret, her heart filled with humiliation to the extreme.

This was that legendary Great Emperor?

He looked like nothing more than a lazy, hedonistic young master!

Su Qiyue was different; she looked at Lu Chen’s profile, which was incredibly handsome in the sunlight, and her saliva almost started to run.

‘So handsome! Even more handsome than the drawings in storybooks!’

Mo Wentian led the people to the rocking chair and bowed deeply to Lu Chen.

“Greetings, Emperor Yun Tian. The Everlasting Su Family has brought the offender to beg for forgiveness.”

“I don't dare claim 'Tian'. Just call me Fellow Daoist Lu. If you must use an imperial title, calling me Emperor Yun will do, lest I have to shout about being arrogant!!!”