100: My Godly Father (Chapter 31)

Quan Yun learned that a True God Realm Old Ancestor of the Lin Family was very fond of him.

This news was personally relayed by his father, Quan Batian, the day after the selection ended.

"That old fellow from the Lin Family, Lin Dong, wants to betroth his precious granddaughter to you."

Quan Batian sat in the main seat, his tone flat, revealing no emotion.

"What do you think?"

Quan Yun was wiping his sword when he heard this, and his hands came to a halt.

Lin Dong.

This name instantly awakened memories buried through seven lifetimes.

The Lin Family, which he had personally founded in a remote small city.

The home he had given everything for, yet still failed to fully protect.

The only Bloodline remaining after his failed revenge.

Dong'er.

Quan Yun's mind was in a bit of a mess.

He had imagined countless scenarios of reuniting with his first-life descendants—perhaps finding them after achieving success and providing for them.

Or perhaps hearing news of them by chance, only to learn they had long since passed away and turned to dust.

But he never imagined it would be like this.

In his seventh life, his own son had become a white-haired Old Ancestor and was even busy trying to marry his granddaughter to him.

This seniority... it was all a mess.

Dong'er was trying to act as his grandfather.

Quan Yun felt a headache coming on.

"I... have no plans to start a family for the time being."

He eventually braced himself and gave a tactful reply.

Quan Batian had expected this result and nodded approvingly.

"Good."

"As the son of Quan Batian, your marriage is naturally for you to decide. If you do not wish for it, no one can force you."

His tone was filled with unabashed dominance and protectiveness.

"However, that old fellow Lin Dong is indeed very earnest about you. He will be coming over in a while to see you personally; deal with him yourself."

Quan Yun sighed in his heart.

What was meant to come could not be avoided.

Not long after, Lin Dong walked into the hall, led by a servant.

He did not put on the airs of an Old Ancestor, appearing instead like a kind grandfather from next door.

"Yun'er, I didn't interrupt your cultivation, did I?"

Lin Dong spoke with a chuckle, his gaze filled with affection and appreciation—the look of an elder watching a Junior.

Quan Yun's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

"Senior Lin."

He stood up and gave a respectful bow.

This bow was only right and proper.

Lin Dong quickly waved his hand, telling him to sit down, with a look of regret in his eyes.

"Sigh, what a pity. That girl in my family doesn't have such good fortune."

He sighed, then smiled again in resignation.

"But no matter, I'm too old to meddle in the affairs of you young people."

He looked at Quan Yun, liking him more the more he looked.

"It's strange to say, but seeing you, child, I feel a sense of kinship. It's as if..."

Lin Dong fell into memory, his expression turning somewhat melancholy and lonely.

"As if I'm seeing my father who passed away many years ago..."

"My father was also a master of the Sword Dao back then, but unfortunately, he left too early... I didn't have the chance to show my filial piety..."

As he spoke, the eyes of this True God Realm Old Ancestor, who held a revered status in the Cangxuan Blessed Land, actually turned a bit red.

Quan Yun listened quietly, his heart surging with a myriad of feelings.

He remembered that before his death in his previous life, he had inquired about news of Dong'er.

He learned that Dong'er had been favored by a passing great expert and taken away as a Disciple.

He thought they would never meet again in this life, but he hadn't expected fate to be so miraculous.

Though the scenery remained, the people had changed... In the East Region, in a dark underground palace.

Yao Jinghong knelt on the ground, his body trembling violently, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Before him, a figure was shrouded in shadows, their face obscured, but that faint Heavenly God Divine Might made his heart palpitate.

"You are saying the true Sword Scripture is with that returned Mortal Body kid of the Quan Family?"

The person in the shadows spoke, their voice low and carrying an unquestionable authority.

"It is absolutely true."

Yao Jinghong replied hurriedly, his tone incredibly reverent.

"That cripple, Li Fentian, passed the hidden Sword Scripture General Principles to that kid; I saw it with my own eyes!"

Although the person before him was also in the Heavenly God Realm, their identity was not someone he could afford to offend.

The person in the shadows fell silent for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.

"Quan Batian... is a tough nut to crack."

"However, he's just a bit of a nuisance."

The person let out a cold laugh, their tone full of confidence.

"You may leave. I am aware of this matter now."

"Yes, yes!"

Yao Jinghong felt as if he had been granted a grand amnesty and scrambled out of the palace.

After Yao Jinghong left, the person in the shadows let out a low, excited laugh.

"So that's how it is! So that's how it is!"

"No wonder I could never fully comprehend that half of the Sword Scripture!"

"It turns out the real Sword Scripture was hidden away by that damned cripple long ago!"

This person was none other than the final winner of the battle for the Sword Scripture back then.

He had obtained half of the Sword Scripture but had been unable to break through its mysteries despite years of meditation.

At this moment, he attributed all of this to the fact that the Sword Scripture he possessed was incomplete.

Little did he know that there was nothing wrong with the half of the Sword Scripture in his hands.

It was simply because his Comprehension Ability was not enough.

To be able to comprehend even a tiny bit from the Revelation Chapter of the Sword Scripture was already a world-startling talent and enough to benefit immensely.

Yet he vainly hoped to reach the heavens in a single step... A year passed in the blink of an eye.

Quan Yun's Sword Dao was still stuck at a Bottleneck.

He had reached Perfection in the 'Slash' and 'Pierce' of the Sword Scripture General Principles, but he was still unable to truly master the legendary 'Momentum'.

However, his cultivation had successfully broken through under the accumulation of massive resources.

Earth Spirit Realm.

He was currently only around eighteen years old.

An eighteen-year-old in the Earth Spirit Realm was enough to cause a sensation even in the East Region, where prodigies emerged in large numbers.

Furthermore, he was a Mortal Body and a Sword Dao Genius.

This meant his combat power was far more terrifying than his Realm suggested.

With the first Sword Intent at Perfection and the second Sword Intent having achieved some success.

Quan Yun was confident that even if he faced a Heavenly Spirit Realm expert, he might still be able to hold his own.

On this day, a piece of news quickly spread throughout the entire East Region.

An Immortal Ancient Clan of the East Region, the Jiang Family, announced that they would be holding a Prodigy Assembly that would sweep across the entire region.

They invited all kinds of prodigies, regardless of their background or origin, to participate.

And the prize of the assembly made everyone go wild.

It was said that while exploring an ancient ruin, the Jiang Family had accidentally discovered the whereabouts of a page of a Supreme Scripture.

And that scripture was the very one that had incited a bloodbath in the East Region years ago... the Sword Scripture.