“Have you heard? One of the Ten Great Beauties of the North, Leng Ningyue, willingly became someone else’s sword attendant!” “I really want to know what kind of person could actually make the Huayue Sword Chief bow her head like that!” “The Fourth Mister of the Supreme Academy pursued her for seventy years and couldn’t even get a smile out of her. Who would’ve thought she’d become a sword attendant just like that!” “Everyone, don’t forget what era we’re in — the Golden Era, when the Grand Dao reveals itself. Nothing is too strange now!” “Absolutely, even the Mo Family of the Canglan Domain was wiped out by a mysterious family, and there’s a young supreme who has reopened the path of invincibility!” Amidst the voices of discussion around him, a tall young man took a quiet sip of the clear wine in his cup. “Uncle truly lives up to his name. Even someone as grand as a Sword Chief is willing to serve him. Still, I suppose serving my uncle is a blessing in itself.” Updates are released by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 “To once again walk the path of invincibility and challenge the paragons of all realms — Su Nan, it seems you’ve found your own way too.” “A good thing, a fine thing — let us drink to that!” He chuckled and downed the wine in one gulp. His eyes were warm and gentle, but deep within them hid endless desolation. Like a sea of death that annihilates all life. This man was none other than Su Buku. After the battle at Qingfeng Mountain, he heard the name Huaxu, and something stirred faintly in his heart. But, fearing it would implicate his family, he told no one. Instead, he traveled alone under the guise of ‘training’, secretly investigating this matter. Along the way, he became increasingly certain — He must carry the bloodline of the Huaxu Family. Which meant that his mother was one of the Huaxu people. And the ones who had once annihilated the Su Family’s elders, nearly wiping out the entire family… Were none other than the Huaxu Family! Because of a mistake his family made, the Su Family had almost been exterminated! If not for his uncle who suppressed everything, the Su Family would have no glory today. They might not even exist at all — not even himself. With a heavy heart full of guilt, Su Buku arrived at the Northern Wasteland — the heartland of the Huaxu Family. The Northern Wasteland — one of the Ten Lands of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. Including the Tiandu Domain where the Su Family resided, over three hundred domains surrounded and centered on the Northern Wasteland. And it was here that the Huaxu Family was located — one of the most dazzling families of the Northern Wasteland. After arriving, Su Buku began frantically seeking opportunities to assassinate isolated members of the Huaxu Family. His path left a trail of blood and slaughter, and his strength continued to grow. He had already reached the fourth level of the Star Holding Realm. At that moment, Su Buku flipped his palm — an intelligence scroll appeared in his hand. “The Huaxu Family’s saintess is set to be married to the Holy Son of Tiandao Mountain ten years from now.” In addition to this intel, the scroll also contained an image of the Huaxu Saintess. As Su Buku casually glanced at the image, his expression instantly changed. A wave of boundless, deathly killing intent burst forth from him. The simple saber at his waist trembled wildly — its intent surged like an ancient god of slaughter descending upon the mortal realm. “Damn you, Huaxu Family!!” Su Buku’s heart roared, and his murderous aura surged like a tide, draining color from everything around him, turning the world gray and lifeless. The intensity of his killing intent caused everyone nearby to stop and stare. “Ten years is enough! I’ll overturn your damned divine family on my own!” The intelligence scroll slowly drifted downward. On it was the image of a bright-smiling young girl — Her brows and eyes bore a slight resemblance to Su Buku. And to his memory of his mother… she looked seventy percent alike! When his mother left all those years ago, it seemed she was indeed pregnant. Which meant that this girl being sent off for a political marriage by the Huaxu Family was… His biological younger sister! How could Su Buku not be enraged?! “I won’t let my family suffer again. From now on, whatever happens — it’s all on me, Su Buku, alone!” “Ten years from now, I’ll stain your wedding banquet with the blood of the Huaxu Family!” Inside the Huaxu Family, their towering structures resembled ancient divine palaces. The family’s sacred land floated above the Northern Wasteland, untouched by the mortal world. Overlooking all of creation — that was the pride of the Huaxu Family. Everything in this world decays. Dao evolves. Nations rise and fall. But from the most ancient times until now, the Huaxu Family had always existed. No matter how the world changed, they remained exalted — like true gods. At that moment, in a boudoir deep within the Huaxu residence… A noblewoman was sewing a garment. Beside her, a lively young girl chattered away. “Mom! Mom! Listen, this time Huaxu Ran, that jerk, went out to welcome Grandpa’s adopted son — but didn’t even find him. When he came back, the family leader scolded him like crazy!” “He seems stronger now, but also weirder — a bunch of side-branch disciples who offended him have mysteriously disappeared.” “And that Huayue Sword Chief — she actually volunteered to become the sword attendant of some powerful person. Isn’t that wild?” “Oh, and there’s a young man named Su in the Canglan Domain — he’s reopened the path of invincibility and is challenging all the heavens! So cool!” The little girl kept rambling on, while the woman beside her smiled gently as she listened. But when the girl mentioned the surname ‘Su’, The woman pricked her finger with the needle. She was so distracted that blood actually seeped out. “Ow! Mom, are you okay?!” the little girl cried out in concern. “I’m fine, I’m fine,” the noblewoman comforted her, but her eyes became unfocused. The Su Family… it’s been so long since I heard that name. Husband, are you alright? Has Big Brother emerged from seclusion? Have you all forgotten about me…? This woman was Hua Yun, mother of Su Buku. Back then, she had been found by Huaxu Family servants — at a time when the Su Family was on the brink of destruction. She had threatened her life to protect the family. Even after returning to the Huaxu Family, she repeatedly risked herself. But her father, Huaxu Jingfeng, regarded her relationship with the Su Family as shameful and intentionally erased their existence. Only then did the Su Family survive — long enough for Su Zhou to emerge from seclusion. But as for what had happened to the Su Family since… Hua Yun knew nothing. Huaxu Meng looked at her dazed mother and gently leaned on her shoulder to comfort her. “Mom, I know I have a brother. You’ve been sewing clothes for him for as long as I can remember.” “But Mom… Meng’er has grown up… and I’m getting engaged…” “I’ve never even seen the person I’m supposed to marry. I don’t know what he looks like, but Grandpa doesn’t care. The family doesn’t care.” “You say these clothes are for my brother — but then why, when I was bullied as a child, didn’t he come protect me? Why didn’t he protect you?” “But it’s okay now. Meng’er has grown up — I can protect you now!” “But if… if I really had a brother who would protect me… how wonderful that would be…” Huaxu Meng held back tears. She didn’t dare speak of this — her mother was still confined here. Many in the family said her mother was a disgrace to the Huaxu name. Even her own engagement ten years from now — her mother knew nothing about it. Ten years… a long time for mortals, but only a blink for cultivators. Still, she didn’t dare tell her mother. She didn’t want her to be hurt again. So… Huaxu Meng could only accept — accept everything arranged by the family. Even if they had never given her an ounce of warmth. Even so, she would sometimes dream. Dream about what her brother might be like. How kind her father must be. What her mother’s legendary elder brother looked like. If — if they knew about her situation now… Would they come to save me and Mother…? Huaxu Meng said nothing, but sighed silently in her heart. In cultivation, years pass like dreams — two years vanish in a blink. On Lingxiao Peak, Su Zhou slowly opened his eyes. Behind him, Leng Ningyue was massaging his shoulders. After two years of ‘serving’, the once Sword Chief of Huayue had become even more graceful. Her sword intent was now deeply hidden, far more refined than before. She was now not only Su Zhou’s attendant, but also the instructor for many of the Su Family’s sword cultivators. She enjoyed high popularity within the family. With the blessings of his family, Su Zhou had now reached the seventh level of the Moon Grasping Realm. His aura surged like a vast ocean — terrifyingly powerful. His Dao aura was so condensed it felt nearly tangible. Leng Ningyue, even when striking with her full strength, could no longer break his flesh — a testament to his terrifying power. At this moment, Su Zhou opened his eyes slightly and looked ahead — Where a small figure was diligently practicing martial arts.