A loving father and a filial son keep their mouth shut

In the core hall of the Xiao Family, a young man, whose appearance greatly resembled Xiao Fan, sat upright, holding a Sword Manual in his hands, engrossed in reading it.

Xiao Fan entered the hall and, seeing his father absorbed in reading, didn't want to disturb him. He quietly stood to the side, and when he got tired, he found a place to sit down.

Xiao Father raised an eyebrow and put down the Sword Manual in his hand.

He said indifferently, “You’re back.”

Xiao Fan immediately stood up and said respectfully, “Father.”

“Mm.” Xiao Father nodded faintly, carefully scrutinizing Xiao Fan, feeling very satisfied in his heart: “You’re at the Nascent Soul Stage - Middle Phase. It seems you’ve been quite diligent in your cultivation at the Holy Land.”

Diligent?

That was true, if Su Yiyun hadn't been so delicate, he definitely would have been even more diligent.

“Just so-so diligent, just so-so diligent,” Xiao Fan said with a chuckle.

No one knew a son better than his father. If Xiao Fan even lifted his butt, Xiao Father would know Xiao Fan was about to fart.

“You don’t come unless there’s something important. Speak, what do you need me for?” Xiao Father asked.

Xiao Fan, with a face full of smiles, said, “Father, you are truly wise and mighty, handsome and dashing, charming and unparalleled…”

Xiao Father interrupted his flattery, “Stop. Spit it out.”

Xiao Fan said, “Um, I have a friend who needs to reshape his Physical Body. Can you give me a Physical Body?”

“Hmm?”

“This is non-negotiable. Don’t even think about it.”

Xiao Fan couldn't hold back his expression, but still said with a smile, “Father, my request isn’t high. Just one that can bear a Mahayana Soul will do?”

His Divine Soul had been damaged for thirty thousand years; it shouldn't be much stronger than a Mahayana. This was his estimation.

Xiao Father looked bewildered. You call that not a high request?

“No.”

Xiao Fan was speechless. Don’t force me to go all out!

Xiao Father continued, “However, there isn’t no way.”

“What way?”

“Bring back that Nine Dragon Carriage, and I’ll figure something out for you.”

Xiao Fan was stunned. Good heavens, he’s still eyeing my stuff.

If I don't give you some pressure, you'll think I'm afraid of you, won't you?

“Father, do you think Mother is formidable?” Xiao Fan suddenly asked.

Xiao Father was momentarily surprised by the question, then disdainfully said, “You want to complain to your mother? I wouldn’t be afraid of her. You’ve miscalculated.”

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, coughed twice, and pulled out a letter from his Storage Pouch.

He then read aloud:

“Xiao Lang, after three days apart, I feel like you’ve become even more handsome. I’ve comprehended seven or eight parts of the Two Forms Sword Manual you taught me, but there are still some minor things I don’t understand. Could you personally guide me?”

“Xiao Lang, I’m planning to go to the Forest of Demonic Qi recently. I heard there are many Demonic beasts inside. Could I invite you to come with me? Of course, I won’t let you go for nothing. This is my golden token, which has a monthly allowance of 300,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones. Please take it and use it.”

“Xiao Lang…”

He read one page after another, making Xiao Father’s scalp tingle.

His expression stiffened for a moment, but he hid it well, quickly reverting to his usual demeanor.

“What nonsense are you spouting?”

“At such a young age, you’re not learning proper things. Who allowed you to look at these? Hand them over quickly.”

Without waiting for Xiao Fan's agreement, he swept his hand and collected all the letters. When he saw the familiar handwriting, his heart skipped a beat.

He almost exposed himself. He carefully put them away, letting out a sigh of relief.

“Letters are nothing, Father. Look at this. I found it in your bedroom.”

Saying this, he pulled out a painting depicting a handsome man and a beautiful woman gazing at each other with tender affection.

The man in the painting was none other than Xiao Father.

“You, this is slander.”

Xiao Father panicked and immediately snatched it away again.

Now you have no evidence, right?

Xiao Fan's skill at manipulating people wasn't something he developed overnight.

He said, “Father, what I showed you was just a small copy of what I have.”

“I have a lot more hidden away.”

“You wouldn’t want Mother to know about this, would you?”

Xiao Father’s scalp tingled. He knew this brat coming back meant no good.

Xiao Father lightly coughed twice, “I haven’t left the house for several hundred years. These are all old matters. Even if you tell, I’m not afraid.”

“Oh, really? Are letters from three years ago also old matters?” Xiao Fan said indifferently.

“That was merely a discussion of the Dao. I have the title of the world’s number one Sword Cultivator. She asked me how to cultivate the sword, and I merely replied as a friend.”

Cold sweat dripped down Xiao Father’s back. If this were to get out and his mother found out, he wouldn't die, but he'd lose a layer of skin.

The matter was clearly very secretive, so how did he find out?

“Do you think Mother will believe what you said?” Xiao Fan asked with a half-smile.

“Cough, cough, just tell me what you want directly. A Physical Body, right? Yes, yes, yes, I’ll give it to you. Go look in the clan’s treasure vault. I’ll make arrangements for you.”

Xiao Father didn't want to argue with him. This brat had never been proper since he was a child.

“Thank you, Father.”

“Oh, and as for your matter with the Hundred Flowers Holy Master, I will keep it sealed in my stomach. I absolutely won’t tell anyone.”

He vowed solemnly.

What could Xiao Father do? Of course, he chose to believe him.

“Now scram.”

“Alright, I’ll scram right away.” With that, Xiao Fan happily scurried away.

As for whether he would keep it a secret?

Of course, I’ll keep my mouth shut. I’m Father’s most filial son, how could I possibly harm him?

A kind father and a filial son.

After leaving the main hall, a firm thought solidified in Xiao Fan's mind. Secrets that aren't exposed can be repeatedly exploited. Secrets that aren't exposed are good secrets. Hehehehe...

Actually, even without this consideration, Xiao Fan wouldn't have told anyone. Who doesn't have a 'white moonlight' in their heart?

In this Xuanhuan world where three wives and four concubines are considered conservative, his old man only had one wife, which made him practically the most devoted man in the Xuanhuan world.

Xiao Fan also inherited this devotion, but in the process of inheriting it, his heart shattered into pieces, and each piece deeply fell in love with a different person.

He was merely an ordinary person with universal love.

...

Reshaping a Physical Body was not a difficult task for the Xiao Family.

It was just that the reshaped Physical Body wasn't that Advanced.

“How is it? Does it fit well?” Xiao Fan asked the little baby bouncing in front of him.

“Yes, thank you,” the little baby said excitedly. Thirty thousand years! I can finally come out!

This baby was precisely the Dragon Soul from the Wanlong Nest.

The Immortal’s Soul was damaged, and now it resided in an ordinary Physical Body. Although it couldn't exert its full strength, it could move freely.

This Archaic Dragon was so excited that it danced with joy.

“Sigh, reshaping your Physical Body cost me a great deal,” Xiao Fan said with a pained expression.

He wasn't lying. This Physical Body was prepared by the Xiao Family for Great Ascension cultivators. If they made a mistake in cultivation or failed Undergoing Tribulation, as long as a remnant Soul remained, they could be reborn using this Physical Body.

Although the Divine Soul was damaged and might not reach its former height, at least it was alive, and as long as it was alive, there was hope.

It was said to be created by an Old Ancestor from the heavens, so the quality was guaranteed.

“I won’t forget your kindness, I promise,” the Dragon Soul little baby vowed solemnly.

“Don’t say such things. I helped you because I treat you like a brother. Saying that is too formal,” Xiao Fan said with a righteous expression.

Dragon Aotian was somewhat moved. Everyone said the Human Race was fierce and cunning, but it seemed that was a biased view. Who said there were no good people in the Human Race? Didn’t he just meet a good person?

“Then my elder sister?” Dragon Aotian asked.

“Oh, your elder sister’s Divine Soul damage is quite severe. We are still discussing treatment plans, but please rest assured, I will do my best to save her.”

“We are like brothers, and your elder sister is my elder sister!” Xiao Fan said seriously. Dragon Knight, I am determined to be one!

His Righteous Qi Constitution, when he spoke, constantly exuded Righteous Qi, making it difficult for people to suspect his impure intentions.

Dragon Aotian was also moved by him and didn't doubt his words.

Although his elder sister was only a Great Ascension cultivator, her Soul's essence was a Dragon Soul, which was on a higher level than his own.

Even in his prime, he couldn't heal a Divine Soul. Thinking of this, Dragon Aotian sighed, “Sigh, if only I could contact Father Emperor.”

“It’s fine, no rush.”

Xiao Fan chatted with Dragon Aotian for a few more sentences before handing him over to Xiao An.

One was 12 years old, and the other had been imprisoned for 30,000 years after turning 12, so rounding it up, he was also 12. People of the same age should get along better.