Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The snow and wind outside Duanqing Residence have stopped.

The sky was shrouded in a huge shadow, which was an ancient warship that was entirely black. Its hull was engraved with intricate array patterns, and the protective array of the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect creaked under the weight of the pressure.

Several figures landed from the warship, without concealing their presence.

The elderly man at the head of the group wore a purple robe, his hair and beard were all white, his face was refined, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he opened and closed them. Behind him were two middle-aged men, both with deep auras, and their every move carried the imposing aura of someone who had long held a high position.

These are members of the Chen family from Zhongzhou.

The Grand Elder of the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect arrived hastily with a group of peak masters, their faces grim, but they dared not retaliate. While they were the overlords of the Northern Region, they were no match for the imperial clans of the Central Continent.

The old man in purple robes ignored everyone else and looked past the crowd, his gaze landing precisely on the young man in black standing at the entrance of Duanqing Residence.

Chen Xuan stood there, his hand on the broken sword, his posture upright.

Su Chang'an stood barefoot behind him, still clutching the half-eaten spirit fruit he hadn't had time to put down, his eyes darting between Chen Xuan and the old man.

"So alike, so very alike."

The purple-robed elder, Chen Daolin, looked at Chen Xuan, nodded, and said with a touch of emotion, "These features, this bearing, truly worthy of being a descendant of the Chen family."

Chen Xuan remained expressionless, not even lifting his eyelids.

"What's up?"

These two words are chillingly cold.

Chen Daolin wasn't annoyed. He took two steps forward with his hands behind his back and said in a loud voice, "I am Chen Daolin, the third ancestor of the Chen family. I have come today to take you home."

"Go home?" Chen Xuan's lips twitched into a mocking smile. "Which home? The home that dug out my bones and threw me into the sealed land like a dead dog?"

The surrounding disciples of the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect gasped. Although they had heard about Senior Brother Chen's background before, hearing such a bloody truth with their own ears was still shocking.

Chen Daolin sighed, his face showing a look of deep sorrow.

"What happened back then was a mistake the family made against you. Your father was misled by treacherous people and did something foolish. Now the family has found out the truth, and Chen Tianyou's lineage has been stripped of its power and imprisoned in the back mountains. The family has decided to welcome you back, establish you as the imperial prince, and devote the entire clan's resources to nurturing you and helping you attain the Dao of the Great Emperor."

Such a offer would be an irresistible temptation for any cultivator.

The Central Continent Imperial Clan possesses countless resources and the Imperial Scripture, a supreme path to immortality.

Chen Xuan laughed.

His shoulders trembled as he laughed, his laughter filled with chilling intent.

"The emperor's son? I don't care."

Chen Xuan stopped laughing, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing Chen Daolin. "I will return to the Chen family. But not to become some damn imperial prince."

He raised his hand and pointed to his chest.

"I'm going to get my things back. That bone is attached to someone else's body, and I find it dirty. I'm going to dig it out myself, wash it clean, and put it back in."

The kind expression on Chen Daolin's face froze.

He hadn't expected Chen Xuan to be so violent.

"Xuan'er, that's your cousin. The bone has already taken root; if you forcibly dig it out, Tianyou will surely die. The family has already punished him; why would you..."

"Whether he lives or dies is none of my business," Chen Xuan interrupted him. "When I was five years old and they were digging out my bones, why didn't anyone ask me if I would die?"

Chen Daolin remained silent for a moment, his expression gradually darkening.

"So, you're saying you're going to refuse a polite offer and then suffer the consequences?"

"I won't drink the wine, and I won't go with you." Chen Xuan's broken sword was drawn half an inch from its sheath, emitting a clear and melodious sword sound. "If you want to take me away, you'll have to carry my corpse back."

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

The two middle-aged men behind Chen Daolin stepped forward, and their terrifying pressure, belonging to the Great Saint Realm, suddenly erupted, directly locking onto Chen Xuan.

"You ungrateful wretch!" one of them sneered. "When it comes to the greater good of the family, how can you be so willful! You're leaving today, whether you like it or not!"

Chen Xuan groaned, his knees bending slightly, but he gritted his teeth and stubbornly refused to kneel. The bluestone slab beneath his feet shattered inch by inch, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But he still held his head high, his eyes fierce like a wolf cornered in a desperate situation.

"You old geezer, try touching him!"

A lazy yet angry voice rang out.

Su Chang'an threw the spiritual fruit in his hand to the ground, took a few steps to Chen Xuan, and spread his arms to protect him behind him.

She had no spiritual energy fluctuations at all. Faced with the pressure of two Great Saint Realm experts, her face turned pale instantly, and her body swayed precariously, but she did not retreat a single step.

"Where did this wild girl come from? Get out of my way!" The middle-aged man waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind rushed towards Su Chang'an.

Chen Xuan's pupils contracted sharply, and he suddenly reached out to pull Su Chang'an.

"stop!"

At this critical moment, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of Su Chang'an.

The powerful wind, strong enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, vanished without a trace the moment it touched that figure.

Li Changgeng, the patriarch of the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect.

He held a withered wooden cane in his hand, yet he exuded an aura that seemed to soar straight to the sky.

Chen Xuan felt a sense of relief.

The patriarch has arrived; Su Chang'an is saved.

"Fellow Daoist Li, this is a family matter of my Chen family. Do you want to interfere?" Chen Daolin looked at Li Changgeng with a slight frown.

Li Changgeng ignored Chen Daolin and turned around, his gray eyes "looking" at Chen Xuan and Su Chang'an.

"evil creature."

Li Changgeng spoke, his voice hoarse, yet carrying an undeniable coldness.

Chen Xuan was stunned.

"Ancestor?"

Li Changgeng raised his cane, pointing it at Su Chang'an, his tone chilling: "This is a nine-tailed fox demon, cunning by nature, and most skilled at bewitching people. Chen Xuan, as the chief disciple of my sect, you have been bewitched by this demon, even willing to sever ties with your family for her sake. You are utterly foolish!"

Chen Xuan's mind went blank.

He looked incredulously at the old man who had once taught him so earnestly in the library.

"Ancestor, what are you talking about? She is Chang'an, the one who raised me!"

"Raised you? So you could eat you!" Li Changgeng sneered. "Today, I will slay this monster for you, sever your illusions, and help you return to the right path!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Changgeng suddenly raised his cane, and a terrifying killing intent instantly locked onto Su Chang'an.

It's not an act.

They really wanted to kill her.

Chen Xuan has gone mad.

He didn't know what was wrong with this world, why everyone wanted Su Chang'an dead.

"Anyone who dares to touch her, I'll kill them!"

Chen Xuan roared and pulled out a blood-red crystal from his pocket.

Holy Spirit Blood Crystal.

That was something he retrieved from the ruins of the Fallen God, originally intended to be purified and used to break the formation.

But now, I can't worry about that.

Without hesitation, he stuffed the blood crystal into his mouth and crushed it in one bite.