Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

”Yang Zhentian, Sect Leader Wang has a message for you. You have until the end of the day to go to Medicine Peak and personally apologize. Otherwise, you can wait for the Sect’s punishment!”

”Hmph, do you really think you can get out of paying the Alchemy Fee just because you’ve cozied up to Juhua Studio? How ridiculous!”

Before Yang Xiao even reached his own courtyard gate, he heard someone inside spouting arrogant nonsense.

The chill in his heart grew colder, heavier.

He quickened his pace to the courtyard entrance, only to see a black-clothed servant posturing before his father, acting as if he were giving a lecture.

And his father’s face was already flushed red with anger.

If Yun’Er hadn’t been holding him back, he probably would have exploded long ago.

”Master, don’t be angry. These servants are just opportunistic sycophants; they’re not worth getting angry over! The Young Master specifically told you not to get angry, lest you harm your vitality.”

Yun’Er coaxed, holding onto Yang Zhentian.

Her small face was tense, and her expression was hostile as she looked at the black-clothed servant.

This Li Si used to be as obedient as a dog in front of the Master. Today, who knew what had gotten into him, to come here and act so savagely.

What was worse, the servants who usually came at a moment’s notice were nowhere to be seen.

She was no match for that Li Si, and she also had to stop the Master from acting. For a moment, she was truly in a bind.

The little maid was so angry her face turned bright red.

”Little Yun’Er, the Yang Family is about to fall. Everyone else left long ago. Though you were born into service for the Yang Family, you’re quite a looker. Why don’t you come be with me, Li Si? I guarantee I can make sure Sect Leader Wang doesn’t come after you. If you stay here, when Sect Leader Wang gets angry... heh heh, with skin as soft and delicate as yours, it’ll be a tragedy...”

Li Si turned his attention, his eyes now fixed on Yun’Er.

This sent both master and servant into a rage.

Fury surged in Yang Zhentian’s heart. He raised his fist, ignoring his son’s warning not to act, and was about to circulate the True Qi in his body to kill this man.

Yun’Er’s face went white with fear.

Just as she was about to stop him, a figure appeared in front of Li Si. A hand rose and a slap landed, sending the vile servant flying over a hundred feet. He hit the ground and went silent.

”Young Master, you’re finally back.”

Recognizing the figure, Yun’Er was overjoyed and threw herself into Yang Xiao’s arms.

Yang Xiao held the young maid, but when he saw the teasing smile on his father Yang Zhentian’s face, his own ice-cold expression melted away, replaced by a touch of awkwardness.

”That little maid Yun’Er, although she’s a maid, she has a wonderful personality and looks. You rascal, when are you going to give me a grandson to hold?”

Yang Zhentian teased with a mischievous, undignified air.

”Ah! Master, what are you saying?”

Yang Xiao was a bit embarrassed and was about to speak, but the little maid in his arms suddenly erupted.

And when she saw the teasing look in Yang Zhentian’s eyes, her face turned beet red. With an embarrassed stomp of her foot, she fled into Yang Xiao’s bedroom as if escaping.

’So embarrassing!’

”See? Such a good girl. You really should cherish her.”

Yang Zhentian said earnestly.

Although Yun’Er was a maid of their Yang Family, Yang Zhentian had always treated her like a daughter.

Before, when Yang Xiao couldn’t cultivate and had become withdrawn and solitary, it was one thing.

But now, his son was a genius.

Yang Zhentian naturally didn’t want Yang Xiao to miss out on such a good girl.

Of course, as the former Marquis Weiyuan, Yang Zhentian wouldn’t expect Yang Xiao to take Yun’Er as his main wife. To him, it was perfectly normal for a man to have several wives and concubines.

However, for Yang Xiao, a wife was something different.

Whether in his first life or his second, there were only a handful of people who had ever caught his eye.

Yun’Er was adorable, but she walked a different path from him.

His path was to vie for the title of Dominator.

His wife would be a Dao companion who cultivated alongside him.

Even if she couldn’t vie for the title of Dominator, she would at least have to become a peak True God.

Yun’Er’s foundation was too weak.

Therefore, when Yang Zhentian said this, Yang Xiao didn’t take the bait. Instead, he said, ”Father, it seems Wang Qianhe has no intention of letting us go. That animal not only deceived you, he wants to deceive the entire Purple Sun Sect. I will make him pay!”

As he spoke, rage contorted his features.

Yang Zhentian’s expression also turned serious.

”You’re right, Wang Qianhe is indeed a problem. Xiao’Er, you should listen to your father and leave the Purple Sun Sect. Only then can I rest easy and avenge Hu’Er and the others!”

Yang Zhentian’s hatred for Wang Qianhe was endless. Not only had several of his sworn sons, whom he regarded as his own flesh and blood, died because of him, but even Xiao’Er had nearly been poisoned by him.

How could he possibly let the matter rest?

However, Wang Qianhe was different from Liu Junyi. Not only was he a powerhouse at the Peak of Innate Realm, but he was also the only publicly acknowledged Fifth-level Great Pharmacist in the entire Purple Sun Sect.

A person like that had far too much influence.

Yang Zhentian wasn’t confident he could win.

”Father, say no more. Wang Qianhe isn’t skilled enough to make me flee without a fight.”

Yang Xiao snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Yang Zhentian knew there was nothing he could do.

He knew his son was strong-willed and stubborn. Once he set his mind on something, he would never give up.

He certainly didn’t get that temperament from him; he probably took after his mother.

Thinking of Yang Xiao’s mother, Yang Zhentian remembered something. He reached into his robes, took out a booklet, and handed it over.

”This Secret Skill was left behind by your mother. It’s also the very same Secret Skill that Wang Qianhe desires. You must keep it safe. This is what your mother left for you.”

Yang Zhentian handed over the Secret Skill with considerable reluctance.

No one knew that, to him, this Secret Skill was more than just a Secret Skill; it was infused with the emotions of half a lifetime.

Although, she never knew.

But Yang Zhentian had never once let it go.

”A Secret Skill my mother left for me?”

Yang Xiao had almost no memory of his mother.

He had only heard Yang Zhentian mention her on rare occasions, but never with any specific details, so his impression of her was vague.

But now, hearing Yang Zhentian say that this Secret Skill was related to his mother, a strange tremor stirred in his heart for no apparent reason.

He took the booklet and opened it.

In a few moments, his expression changed drastically.

”Starburst Skill? This... this is clearly a simplified version of the Great Star Technique! How is that possible?”

The Great Star Technique.

That was the foundational Divine Skill of the Star Emperor—a peerless Human Race genius from Ancient Times, a Great Emperor Level Powerhouse in the Dominator Realm. It was a Supreme Divine Technique that led directly to the Realm of Dominator.

Even in his first life, when Yang Xiao was known as the Supreme Divine King, he had never managed to obtain this Supreme Divine Technique. Yet now, the mother he had never met in this life actually possessed a simplified version of this Great Divine Technique.

Moreover, with his insight, he could see that this simplification was a simplification of the foundational Technique itself.

Once cultivated to the stage of Great Success, one could, without a doubt, officially begin cultivating the Great Star Technique.

It was just like the Seven Evils Life and Death Technique he had passed down earlier.

In terms of sophistication, this Starburst Skill was clearly countless levels more profound than the Seven Evils Life and Death Technique he had casually simplified.

’Could it be... that my mother in this life is part of the Star Emperor’s Direct Inheritance?’