Madam Yurou, you don't want anything to happen to Shi Yi, do you?

Shi Country.

Prince Wu's Mansion.

"Yier, you're back." A plump, mature, and gentle woman smiled happily upon seeing her son return.

The beautiful woman had a graceful figure and walked with a light step, as if every stride was upon the clouds, carrying an innate nobility and elegance.

Her long hair was like a waterfall, dark and lustrous.

Her name was Yu Rou. Coming from the Yu Clan, her husband had died after she conceived Shi Yi.

With no one to rely on, she had poured all her energy into her son.

"Mother, I have returned." Shi Yi greeted his mother as she walked over.

"It is good that you are back. How was it? What were the gains?" As Shi Yi's mother, she loved her son immensely, to the point of obsession.

Years ago, she had even attacked a newborn child just to extract his Supreme Bone and transplant it into her own son.

Her son was born with divine pupils, and combined with the Supreme Bone, twenty years had passed, and her son's strength had reached the Venerable Realm.

A twenty-five-year-old in the Venerable Realm—this was truly a Genius among Geniuses.

"The gains were not bad, Mother." Shi Yi felt nothing but gratitude toward his mother; he understood that his current strength was inseparable from her support.

"Let's eat first. I have already had people prepare a banquet. You can tell me about your gains while we eat." After Yu Rou finished speaking, she took Shi Yi's hand and headed toward the banquet hall.

After she and Shi Yi left, Shi Hao revealed his figure on a tree not far from where they had just been.

"My good cousin, possessing my Supreme Bone, and it has taken twenty years to only reach the Venerable Realm? As expected, you who rely on external objects are limited in growth. And you, you vicious woman, you nearly killed me at birth. Don't you care about your son?"

"Very well, I will beat your son into the ground in front of you and let you taste the flavor of despair. But before that, I must collect some interest from you."

"I didn't expect you to be so well-maintained; you really are a stunner." Watching the plump and graceful back view as she left, Shi Hao couldn't help but reveal a wicked smile.

Before his Transmigration, he had read a fan fiction where the protagonist transmigrated into Shi Yi and then married Shi Hao's mother.

Now that I have transmigrated into Shi Hao, hehehe, couldn't things be reversed?

Although he had a cleanliness obsession, it wouldn't be impossible if it meant making her despair.

Making Shi Yi call him father? Just thinking about that scene was exciting. And if he were to give Shi Yi a younger brother or sister, would Shi Yi explode?

Thinking of this, Shi Hao was even more eager to implement this idea. After all, this vicious woman was a widow; she had become a widow before Shi Yi was even born.

Soon, Shi Hao waited for the opportunity he wanted.

After Yu Rou and Shi Yi finished dinner, Yu Rou returned to her courtyard and began to bathe.

Several maids served her on the side.

Shi Hao watched from a tree.

It had to be said that Shi Yi's mother was truly beautiful; otherwise, she wouldn't have given birth to a handsome guy like Shi Yi.

These genes were really good.

After watching for an hour from the tree, Shi Hao saw Yu Rou finish her bath and return to her bedroom. Shi Hao knew his opportunity had arrived.

He then vanished from the tree.

"You may leave." In the bedroom, Yu Rou, who had just finished bathing, called the maids out.

The three maids nodded, then left Yu Rou's room, closing the door as they departed.

After bathing, Yu Rou was dressed in a light gauze long dress, the hem falling like flowing water, faintly revealing her slender waist and long, graceful figure.

Her skin appeared even more crystal clear from the moisture of the steam, as if covered by a faint halo, emitting a soft luster.

Her long, wet hair hung over her shoulders, water droplets sliding slowly down her strands, dripping onto her fair collarbone before quietly disappearing into her collar.

After seeing the maids leave, Yu Rou walked slowly to the dressing table and sat down gently.

Looking at her own stunningly beautiful face reflected in the bronze mirror, Yu Rou couldn't help but hum lightly.

She then reached out to pick up a carved wooden comb and combed her long hair with gentle movements. The teeth of the comb brushed through her hair, making a faint rustling sound.

She was in a very good mood today.

As Yu Rou combed her long hair and hummed a little tune, just as she finished grooming her hair and prepared to stand up, she suddenly saw a strange figure appear in the mirror.

Yu Rou turned around instantly, simultaneously unleashing the strength of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"Don't waste your effort. I have already set up a Formation here; no matter how much of a fuss you make, those outside will not hear it." Shi Hao looked at Yu Rou, who was trying to alert the guards outside, with a wicked smile.

"Who are you! How dare you invade my Prince Wu's Mansion!" Yu Rou had not expected that someone would dare to invade Prince Wu's Mansion, let alone her boudoir.

"Invade? No, no, no." Hearing the person opposite her say she had invaded, Shi Hao shook his head with a smile and said, "I have merely returned home. This place was originally my home; how can there be any talk of invasion? Although I do not acknowledge this home." Shi Hao said with a smile, then came to the side of Yu Rou's bed and sat down.

Just as he sat down, Shi Hao smelled the faint fragrance belonging to this vicious woman, Yu Rou.

Looking at the unbridled Shi Hao, Yu Rou dared not act rashly. At the same time, she continuously tried to send messages to the outside world, but no matter how she sent them, she received no response in the end.

Her heart suddenly became a little panicked.

"I already said, I have set up a Formation here. How could the weaklings in Prince Wu's Mansion break it? Even those at the Peak of the Venerable Realm could not do it, let alone break it, they wouldn't even be able to discover it. So give up hope; it is impossible for anyone to know what is happening in here."

After Shi Hao finished speaking, he lay directly on Yu Rou's bed.

"I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Shi Hao. I have come back to take revenge on you, you venomous woman. You haven't forgotten what you did to me twenty years ago, have you?" Speaking of this, Shi Hao's tone suddenly turned cold.

"Taking advantage of my youth and my parents being away, you attacked me, dug out my Supreme Bone, and transplanted it into your precious son. You truly are a good mother." Shi Hao looked at Yu Rou with a cold gaze.

Upon hearing Shi Hao's words, Yu Rou's face was filled with disbelief.

"No... impossible... how could you still be alive." Yu Rou did not believe that the child whose Supreme Bone she had dug out was still alive.

Even growing to this point.

"It has disappointed you, hasn't it? Not only am I alive, but I have also become stronger. Returning now is to settle the sins you committed against me back then." Shi Hao got up from the bed.

"Three days from now, I will defeat your son in front of everyone, then throw his head in front of you, letting you taste the flavor of despair as well. Do not doubt my strength; your son is now only in the Venerable Realm, and I?"

Shi Hao revealed a smile, then released the aura of the Peak of the Venerable Realm. Although it was just a trace, it pressed Yu Rou until she couldn't breathe.

She knelt directly on the ground.

"As for me, I just ignited the Divine Fire not long ago." Shi Hao whispered in Yu Rou's ear. "So it is impossible for your son to win against me. Just wait for your son's head to appear in front of you." After saying this, Shi Hao laughed out loud and then turned to leave.

"No! You cannot harm my Yier! It was all my fault. Please spare Yier, I beg you, do not do anything to Yier." Yu Rou stretched out her hands to hug Shi Hao's leg, crying and pleading.

Listening to the crying and pleading behind him, the corners of Shi Hao's mouth rose slightly. He then turned to look at Yu Rou at his feet, finally crouched down, reached out to stroke her face, and whispered softly: "You want me to spare your son? What will you use to make me spare him? If you can produce something, I will spare his life? Of course, just spare his life."

"Think about it, what do you have that could make me let go of the grudge of having my bone dug out? Tell me about it?"