Chapter Forty-Nine: A Strange Feeling

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Now, with his formidable spiritual power, Wu Shu seemed barely affected by the bloodline curse. In Wu Zhan’s eyes, since Wu Shu had experienced a rare encounter, he should be subjected to one harsh trial after another. Only through such relentless challenges could Wu Shu repeatedly confront the bloodline curse.

Perhaps, when Wu Shu’s strength reaches extraordinary heights, it will mark the day the Wu family finally breaks free from the curse.

Of course, Wu Zhan would never directly tell Wu Shu about this arduous family mission. Sighing from the heart, Wu Zhan calmly said, “Wu Shu, you know very well the predicament our clan faces, especially the difficulties in cultivation. Now that you have some ability to protect yourself, you need a space of your own to grow. What I can do now is to take care of the younger generation in the clan while you focus on your development.”

Since the Patriarch Wu Zhan could not take him along, Wu Shu chose not to dwell on it. The fact that the Patriarch could bring his younger brother Wu Zhen and take good care of him was already a significant reassurance for Wu Shu.

Thinking about the suffering caused by the bloodline curse, Wu Shu also knew that even the Patriarch had no good solution to it. At this moment, Wu Shu wanted to tell the Patriarch in front of everyone that perhaps he had a way to ease the pain caused by the curse for their people.

Yet, Wu Shu hesitated. His current strength was still weak. Although he could suppress the curse with the cultivation method called the Mysterious Formula and spiritual power, he could not guarantee that when he became stronger in the future, the formula would still have the same effect.

Still, Wu Shu knew that combined with the Breath Method he learned from the Flame Tower, the Mysterious Formula could currently alleviate most clan members’ suffering caused by the curse. He had already considered this carefully before. Concentrating his mind, he condensed a small sphere of energy within his spiritual senses.

Looking at Wu Zhen, Wu Shu said calmly, “Brother, come here. I have something to tell you.”

When Wu Zhen approached, Wu Shu grasped his hand and said quietly, “From today on, you will follow the Patriarch to train in the Giant Elephant Mountains. When you have mastered your skills, you must restore the glory of our Wu family.”

As he spoke, Wu Shu secretly transferred the condensed spiritual energy through his arm into Wu Zhen’s body. When Wu Zhen felt the cultivation secret method entering his mind, he was deeply shocked. He had never imagined that his elder brother’s ability to resist the curse was not just due to sheer willpower.

As the elder brother, Wu Shu patted Wu Zhen’s arm and calmly said, “Train hard and take good care of our people.”

Wu Zhen understood the deeper meaning behind his brother’s words. He nodded and stepped back. No one else noticed Wu Shu’s small gesture, but Wu Zhan certainly did. Not wanting to expose the matter, Wu Zhan laughed and said, “You brat, just focus on your training and caring for the young ones. The Patriarch will keep it in mind.”

Having explained everything, as he was about to leave, Wu Zhan reminded them, “The royal family of Xiri Kun has a special relationship with the Wu family. This time, I will also bring a youth from the Zhao family back for guidance. Moreover, during the upcoming Grand Competition between humans and demons, experts from the Kun royal family will secretly oversee the event. When the fate of the human race is at stake, they will surely act. As for how you will interact with the Kun royal family or certain royals in the future, those experts will not interfere.”

After giving these final instructions, Wu Zhan stood and looked at everyone calmly. “Everything has been explained. If there is nothing else, Zhao Xuanling, take the youngsters and follow the Firecat Beast King to the Giant Elephant Mountains.”

Fifth Grandma Zhao Xuanling had not expected the Patriarch to take her along to the Giant Elephant Mountains. In her heart, the only things the Wu family cared about now were Wu Shu and Wu Zhen’s safety.

As long as she could take care of the two young grandsons, she would be content. But if she went with the Patriarch, she would no longer be able to look after Wu Shu.

At this moment, the white-haired elder who had been following Zhao Xuanling appeared immediately. Bowing, he said, “Old mistress, this humble servant will definitely look after the young master well. Please rest assured.”

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The white-haired elder deeply understood Wu Zhan’s extraordinary nature. Since Wu Zhan appeared, the Eastern Garden had been surrounded by beast king-level war beasts. The elder was no fool—only an ancestral-level powerhouse of the highest caliber could command so many beast kings. With such protection, Zhao Xuanling would surely be safe, at least from the Zhao family’s eight great houses’ retributions.

To protect Wu Shu, Zhao Xuanling had even secretly taken the family treasure—a white jade marrow bed. Although she had the family patriarch’s tacit approval, he had been in seclusion for many years and no longer concerned himself with worldly matters.

Speaking of the jade marrow bed, it had now disappeared. The elder guessed that it had sustained Wu Shu’s physical growth for many years, but its miraculous powers had long since been exhausted.

Seeing the elder’s resolute expression, Zhao Xuanling no longer hesitated and respectfully said, “Patriarch, Zhao Xuanling will not disappoint your expectations!”

After Wu Zhan and the others departed, the once lively Eastern Garden grew quiet. Only Wu Shu, Zhao Xuanling, and servants remained.

Farewells were always tinged with reluctance.

Seeing Zhao Xuanling leave, the white-clad elder grew sorrowful. Not wanting to disturb Wu Shu and the others, he cupped his hands and said, “Young master, this humble servant will take his leave now.”

The elder was Zhao Xuanling’s loyal servant of many decades. Naturally, parting today was painful. Wu Shu understood this fully. Only one thing puzzled him: despite following Zhao Xuanling for decades, the elder seemed nameless—those closer to him only called him Uncle Kang.

“Uncle Kang, it’s late. You should rest early as well.”

Wu Shu’s use of this nickname surprised the elder, who had not expected Wu Shu to know how the servants addressed him.

After the elder and the servants left, Wu Shu looked toward Zhao Fenxing and smiled. “Miss Zhao, please sit.”

He was surprised that the Wu family still harbored an ancestral-level powerhouse, which had not escaped Zhao Fenxing’s notice. Taking the tea offered by Wu Shu, Zhao Fenxing said calmly, “I never expected your family to conceal such an unparalleled strength.”

Wu Shu was partly responsible for Wu Zhan’s awakening, but he preferred not to mention it.

He mused, “The Patriarch’s affairs are complicated. His awakening and contribution to the family’s future is a great blessing for the younger generation.”

“With such a protector, the Wu family in Dongsu City will surely become renowned. That legendary family of refiners will soon reclaim its former glory.”

After some thought, Zhao Fenxing spoke coolly, “Wu Shu, I know you have always felt our meeting was sudden. Perhaps, in your eyes, I appeared simply on a whim. But you don’t know...”

She stopped abruptly, wanting to say that Wu Shu now meant a great deal to her.

Yet some things could not be said lightly. Some matters required mutual choice, not one-sided wishes.

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For some unknown reason, after Zhao Fenxing’s words, Wu Shu felt a sudden pang in his heart, as if a string had snapped.

Perhaps he sensed that Zhao Fenxing was about to leave.

Wu Shu looked at Zhao Fenxing and said, “Tonight’s sky is beautiful. Fenxing, come, let’s sit on the grass over there.”

Outside the pavilion, they sat together on the lawn, gazing at the bright stars and the luminous moon. After a long silence, Wu Shu said calmly, “The night is beautiful tonight, Fenxing, and so are you.”

Hearing such a bold and romantic remark from Wu Shu, Zhao Fenxing’s cheeks flushed deeply. At that moment, she sensed that perhaps Wu Shu had discovered something, prompting him to say those words.

Afterward, Wu Shu said nothing more but boldly reached out and took Zhao Fenxing’s hand, looking at the night sky with a calm expression.

Unnoticed, the full moon hung high over Moonwatch Mountain outside Dongsu City. A man dressed in black stood at the cliff’s edge, his eyes dark and focused on Dongsu City.

Behind him, Li Jianfeng and others waited silently, awaiting his words.

After a long pause, the man said, “Feng’er, your contribution to this Giant Elephant Mountains expedition is invaluable.”

Li Jianfeng stepped forward respectfully, “Father, regarding this matter, your son...”

The black-clad man raised his hand to stop him and said, “From now on, I will personally handle affairs in Dongsu City. As for you, Feng’er, I have other plans.”

Seeming pressed for time, he continued, “Although your mother comes from the Li family of the eight great houses of Kun, to maintain balance, the future heir of the Kun royal family will not be chosen from princes related by blood to those houses. But in my heart, you have a pure and sincere heart. I hope you seize this cultivation opportunity and return one day to revive Kun.”

Li Jianfeng was bewildered by this.

Then, the man spoke gravely, “Old Li, take good care of Feng’er from now on.”

Upon receiving the order, a black-clad elderly man stepped forward and bowed, “This humble servant will not fail Your Majesty’s grace!”

Nodding, the man said sternly, “Good. Old Li, you may go.”