63: Chapter 63 Settling the Karma, Li Han's Death

Time flies.

In the cultivation world, time is the least valuable thing.

In the blink of an eye, Su Yu was already three hundred and fifty years old.

This year.

It was late autumn in Tianyun Market, and fallen leaves covered the stone steps of Luoyun Mountain.

The back hall of the inner mansion was filled with a thick scent of medicinal soup.

Su Yu sat on a rosewood chair, looking at the white-haired, dying old woman on the bed.

It was his younger sister, Su Yao.

"Brother..."

Su Yao turned her head with great effort.

Her voice was so faint it was almost inaudible, but her tone carried an extremely rare sense of relief and contentment.

"My life... has been truly worth it."

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Su Yao's mouth.

"With you and Father shielding me from the front... I have never suffered any hardships since I was a child."

"The best spiritual rice, the best medicinal pills, things that others risk their lives to seize... were delivered to my hands while I sat at home."

This was the truth.

As the apple of the eye of the Qianlong Su Family, her life had been extremely smooth.

"The only hardship I've suffered..."

Su Yao tilted her head slightly, looking at Su Yu.

"Was probably back at Qingmu Market... when you descended from the sky bearing the pressure of a First-Grade Golden Core... you nearly scared me to death."

Hearing these last words, which carried a hint of teasing.

Su Yu's expression remained calm, but he still nodded slightly in response.

"You are a good family head."

"With the Su Family in your hands, the rules have not been broken; this is very good."

Receiving Su Yu's affirmation, the smile on Su Yao's face became even more peaceful.

"Brother... the path of cultivation is too long."

"I cannot walk any further; the rest of the path... you must walk alone."

As her voice faded.

Su Yao slowly closed her eyes, and the last rise and fall of her chest ceased.

The Su Yao of the Qianlong Su Family, Su Yao, passed away peacefully of old age.

Su Yu sat in the chair, neither rising nor making any unnecessary movements.

He looked quietly at the corpse on the bed.

With the passing of Su Yao.

After twists and turns, several hundred years had passed.

In this vast family with tens of thousands of members.

He had returned to a state of solitude.

It is cold at the top.

In this massive Qianlong Su Family, he had become the sole ancestor sitting high in the clouds, watching with cold eyes as generation after generation of descendants were born, aged, fell ill, and died.

...

Su Yao's funeral was held with great solemnity.

After the mourning period, the new family head of the Su Family ascended to the position.

It was a disciple from the main branch who was at the late Foundation Establishment Stage.

Although Su Yu still had two biological daughters, Su Qing and Su Ning.

But their seniority was too high, and they had been in seclusion on the Ancestral Peak for many years, making them unsuitable to come out and handle secular affairs.

Now, the Qianlong Su Family had developed into a premier Golden Core clan in the Yue Kingdom and several surrounding countries.

Within the family, Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators were as numerous as ox hairs, and there were over a dozen elders at the Great Circle of Foundation Establishment.

Not only did they dominate Tianyun Market, but their secular trade routes and dark networks also spanned several surrounding major countries.

After Su Yao left, the family's power transitioned extremely smoothly to the fourth-generation family head.

Everything was operating in an orderly manner according to the iron laws Su Yu had set down years ago.

In the deep winter of Su Yu's three hundred and fifty-third year.

In the secret chamber on the Ancestral Peak, he sensed an extremely faint cracking sound coming from the storage bag at his waist.

Su Yu took out the shattered communication jade slip.

This was the token he had left for Tie Zhan over two hundred years ago on Welcoming Peak of the Cangxuan Sect.

"Have you encountered an insurmountable obstacle?"

Su Yu did not hesitate at all.

Since he had made a promise, he would certainly fulfill it.

Su Yu left Luoyun Mountain, transforming into a long rainbow as he sped towards the region where Tie Zhan's family resided.

The Tie Family was merely a Foundation Establishment family with ordinary foundations.

Although Tie Zhan had lived to nearly three hundred years old, he ultimately did not survive the erosion of time.

Not long after Tie Zhan passed away.

Two neighboring Foundation Establishment families, who had long-standing grievances, joined forces to attack, attempting to carve up the Tie Family's spiritual vein.

When Su Yu descended above the Tie Family, the family's protective formation below was already tottering.

Su Yu did not waste words; he simply pressed a palm downwards with extreme casualness.

The vast true energy of the early Golden Core stage transformed into a purple giant hand several dozen zhang in size.

"Boom!"

The coalition forces of those two Foundation Establishment families, along with the several late Foundation Establishment Stage clan leaders they were so proud of.

Under this absolute suppression of cultivation realm, they were instantly flattened into a pulp of flesh.

The surviving members of the Tie Family knelt in the ruins, looking at Su Yu, who resembled a deity in mid-air, and kowtowed frantically in gratitude.

Su Yu did not linger, nor did he accept any offerings from the Tie Family.

He simply left behind a single sentence, spoken indifferently from mid-air.

"The favor from back then is settled."

The crisis was resolved.

Su Yu did not go to the Tie Family to have a cup of tea, nor did he listen to the expressions of gratitude from the Tie Family descendants below.

He turned and fled directly.

The token was shattered, the karma was cleared, and from then on, the life and death of the Tie Family had nothing to do with him.

...

After resolving the matter with the Tie Family.

Su Yu did not return directly to Tianyun Market but flew towards the Cangxuan Sect, one hundred thousand li away.

A few days later, Su Yu returned to the Cangxuan Sect.

Inside the great hall, the Sect Master and several resident elders were discussing matters.

After Su Yu took his seat, he heard news that was enough to completely shake the entire Southern Wilderness cultivation world, yet was also within expectations.

Li Han was dead.

The Sect Master sat upright on the high seat, speaking in an extremely calm tone about this karmic reckoning that had spanned several hundred years.

"Li Han was in the Jueling Sea, in the extreme depths of the Southern Wilderness, attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

The Sect Master placed a jade slip on the table, his gaze sweeping over the Golden Core elders present.

"His First-Grade Golden Core foundation was indeed terrifying; not only did he forcibly withstand the Six-Nine Heavenly Tribulation of the early Nascent Soul stage, but he even channeled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth back into his physical body, completing the first step of Nascent Soul reshaping."

"But under the interrogation of his inner demons, he ultimately could not pass his own test."

"His true energy went berserk, the laws backlashed, and he completely fell into cultivation deviation."

"And that ancient remnant soul hidden in his ancient ring completely dissipated in order to save his life."

There was dead silence in the hall, and everyone listened quietly to the end of this Son of Luck.

"Having lost the concealment of the remnant soul, the aura of his breakthrough failure was completely exposed."

The Sect Master stood up, his gaze deep.

"His Dao Heart shattered, and his cultivation realm stopped."

"This means that destiny no longer favors him."

Things like luck are always just the icing on the cake.

When a person loses the possibility of continuing to climb upward, the Heavenly Dao will extremely coldly withdraw all protection.

"The sect's Supreme Grand Elder, along with two Nascent Soul old monsters from the Blood Shadow Sect and the Myriad Sword Valley, directly tore through the void and descended upon the Jueling Sea."

Without the remnant soul to borrow power from, without the protection of a formation, and without that inexplicable luck that turned bad fortune into good.

A half-step Nascent Soul expert, in front of three true Nascent Soul mighty figures, did not even have the chance to self-destruct.

"The Nascent Soul inheritance was split equally among the three families, and our sect's Supreme Grand Elder, by virtue of the primary contribution, indisputably took the incomplete Profound Heaven Treasure and the core ancient cultivation technique!"

"This grievance, which lasted for several hundred years, is completely resolved."

Inside the hall, the many Golden Core elders heard this and breathed a collective sigh of relief.

The sword that had been hanging over their heads for over two hundred years had finally fallen.

Su Yu sat in the chair, picked up the spiritual tea beside him, and took a sip.

So what if he was a Son of Luck?

In this cultivation world, momentary boundless glory cannot cover up the cruelty of the struggle for the Great Dao.

Li Han enjoyed the excellent luck bestowed by the Heavenly Dao and obtained the greatest opportunities, but because he could not protect the karma around him, he was ultimately dragged down by his inner demons.

With destiny no longer on his side, he could only degenerate into blood food to be carved up by the Nascent Soul old monsters.

In this world, there is never true invincibility.

There is only who lives longer and who plots deeper.

Although Chu Tiankuo and Lin Wan'er were dead, they had used the most tragic and open conspiracy to destroy a Son of Luck with a First-Grade Golden Core.

The Cangxuan Sect not only eliminated a potential crisis but also became the biggest beneficiary in this hunt.

Everyone had obtained the results they wanted.

Su Yu could not help but sigh in his heart.

"Whether it is brilliant talent or monstrous luck, in the end, it still cannot withstand the cruelty and impermanence of this immortal path..."