The viewing platform fell into a brief silence, everyone pondering whether there was something in the final scene that couldn’t be leaked.
There had to be a reason for the mosaic’s appearance.
What exactly happened in the little girl’s past life that caused an almost immortal Innate Spirit to fall?
The Grand Elder’s heart was filled with an unsolvable doubt.
Without a doubt, Su Liumeng was the happiest person, trembling as she held my finger bone.
She embraced my body tightly.
The irregular beating of her heart was something I heard clearly without missing a single beat.
Since completing the Dao Companion ceremony, the relationship between her and me became something indescribable.
It was as if, even when we were separated by the ends of the earth, we could sense each other’s current life status through the marks on our bodies.
The mark had other unknown functions that hadn’t been thoroughly studied yet, so they remained a mystery for now.
“Baby, I’m really happy.”
Hearing Su Liumeng whisper this by my ear, I slowly closed my eyes, suddenly at a loss for how to respond to her excitement.
My silence.
Her laughter.
Only deepened the guilt inside me.
On top of that… I didn’t even know how many scenes from her past life she had seen, nor how to explain to her that I was actually just a piece of stone.
I quietly retracted the mark from my brow.
Compared to Su Liumeng’s honesty, I silently condemned my own baseness and felt utterly unworthy of having this mark.
Only in extremely rare situations did life call for a well-intentioned lie.
But this was not a reason for me to lie with a clear conscience.
My mouth opened and closed several times, but no sound came out.
In front of Su Liumeng, I really… couldn’t lie.
After a long moment, I slowly stretched out my arm and wrapped it around her warm body from behind. “Su Liumeng, it’s not what you think…”
Su Liumeng visibly froze for a moment; the joy in her eyes gradually faded.
‘Baby, I know what you want to say. Let’s talk about this later… For now, let’s deal with the people in front of us. We’ll have plenty of time after we get home.’
This time’s Heavenly Dao trial had also left her with much to say.
The Su family head’s gaze landed on Si Xinyan.
This time, Su Liumeng had indeed found a treasure.
Actually, it wasn’t really a treasure, more like a chicken rib—tasteless to eat, but a pity to discard.
What a shame.
A postnatal spirit from a past life, destined to fade into obscurity in this second life, no longer capable of great deeds.
But there were aspects of Su Liumeng’s past life that warranted deeper investigation.
For now, no decrypted unknown scenes appeared; she didn’t seem like an Innate Spirit.
After all, it had been many years since an Innate Spirit had been born.
Plus, although Su Liumeng was exceptionally gifted, she was not as stunningly talented as those ancient prodigies.
It probably wasn’t the case, the Su family head quickly concluded in his heart.
The modern great era background—
It had been 3.5 billion years since the first life had appeared, and there was no longer any possibility of an Innate Spirit being born.
A crowd surged toward Su Liumeng; the Fourth Vein Lord stepped forward and loudly scolded the two girls ahead, “Su Liumeng, do you know your crime!!!”
“Fabricating lies at will, attempting to claim the Heavenly Yan Nine Dragons Sword as your own—any of these alone is grounds for expulsion from the Su family.”
“No matter how outstanding your abilities are, or how you’ve passed the trial that no one else has in nearly a century, if your character is questionable, the Su family must lawfully punish you.”
Su Liumeng’s brow twitched, instinctively pulling me behind her, sneering calmly, “How have I fabricated lies?”
“Did you say that you completed the fusion of eight true bloodlines by the age of eighteen—an unprecedented feat?”
“I see…” Su Liumeng crossed her arms confidently, meeting the Fourth Vein Lord’s gaze coldly, “I did say that. So what?”
Seeing their aggressive stance, the Grand Elder suddenly flew into a rage and, with several other elders, confronted them head-on, “You all, watch your words and behavior. This is the Su family’s little phoenix, not a criminal. Even if there are mistakes, no one has the right to speak to her like this without proper verification.”
“Have you forgotten the old family edict about not forcing out the most outstanding descendants of the Su family?”
At this, several people quieted down. Only the Fourth Vein Lord still stiffened his neck, determined to make a show in front of the family head, raising his voice even louder.
“Words alone aren’t proof. Since you dare claim unprecedented talent, then show the evidence.”
“Evidence?” Su Liumeng tilted her head, “If I produce evidence, how will you, who have been forcing me, handle it?”
“I understand your thoughts. After all, I did claim to have exceptional talent, and the Grand Elder also proposed that I temporarily hold the Divine Sword due to my outstanding ability.”
“But.” Su Liumeng shifted her tone, her words sharp and filled with killing intent, “A proposal is a proposal—you can reasonably ask me for proof. But you cannot label me guilty before evidence is confirmed, treating me like a criminal in an interrogation.”
“I dislike your attitude.”
“Understand?”
“I, Su Liumeng, have never been a criminal in the Su family.”
Su Liumeng smiled broadly, the cold glint in her eyes flashing briefly.
She looked composed, making my eyes flicker.
“An ancient saying goes, ‘To impose guilt, what worry is there in finding words?’”
“Speculation without solid evidence, yet you have already formed an unfair mental judgment, violating Article Eighteen of the family edict—”
“No fabricated charges during internal competition, nor resolving disputes based on personal likes or dislikes.”
“Back to the initial question.”
“If I show evidence, how will you respond?”
“You—” Su Liumeng’s lips curled slightly. The Fourth Vein Lord, unable to withstand her confidence, gasped for breath, “Don’t think your sharp tongue will scare me off.”
“False is false, no matter how eloquent you are, it can never become true.”
“If you show proof, I’m willing to comply with the clan’s rules, resign as Fourth Vein Lord, and hand all authority to you.”
The Fourth Vein Lord gradually calmed, sneering inwardly at the ambitious girl, “A fair warning—if you fail to show evidence, you’re deceiving your superiors and deserve the harshest punishments.”
The Grand Elder wiped cold sweat from his brow.
He had wanted to speak up several times but was stopped by Su Liumeng’s sharp gaze.
This clever girl had people willingly walking into traps with just a few words.
He had never seen anyone so eager to hand themselves over.
“Exactly so.” Su Liumeng’s eyes still shone brightly. I secretly tugged her sleeve, concern flashing in my eyes, making the girl pause, “I’ll be fine. Uncle Zheng Qing is a righteous man, controls all overseas tourism, and is willing to gift it to me. Once I get the rights, I can take you to eat hotpot on cruise ships every day.”
Her attitude of treating him like something in her pocket only angered the Fourth Vein Lord more.
He had always been hot-tempered, and now he was furious, “Su Liumeng, has no one taught you not to use elders’ reputations to please women? You better prove yourself immediately. Mere talk won’t save you when you’re about to be torn apart. When that happens, I hope your newly formed divine couple won’t become desperate fugitives, with one crying secretly on the side.”
Su Liumeng laughed lightly and pulled away the little girl’s small hand that had been clutching her sleeve, “As you wish.”
She dispelled her illusion and revealed the two dragon horns on her forehead for the first time, “This is evidence that the purity of my dragon blood is nearly ninety percent.”
Half-dragon blood—this was something impossible to fake.
Seeing this, the Fourth Vein Lord’s pupils constricted sharply.
Though panic overwhelmed him, he forced himself to say, “A higher dragon blood purity doesn’t mean you’ve fused eight dragon bloodlines.”
Su Liumeng looked up at the Fourth Vein Lord, who was still shorter than her, and chuckled, “I hope you won’t be the one who ends up talking big.”
The Su family head frowned silently.
He had said little all along, as was his style.
As family head, he didn’t need to get involved in everything; often, simply showing his stance would have others fight on his behalf.
He acted accordingly today as well.
The usually invincible alliance felt as though it might topple.
He furrowed his brows, staring at the girl who protected the little one behind her.
Could it be that he had really misjudged?
Suddenly, a clear dragon roar echoed through the sky.
A golden dragon’s vivid silhouette soared overhead, stunning everyone.
Seven true dragon illusions, all sharing the same bloodline, appeared one after another, then merged with the initial golden dragon, forming an even larger half-chaotic true dragon.
“This is… eight true bloodlines—”
The Fourth Vein Lord was utterly stunned, collapsing onto the ground.
Someone had actually fused eight dragon bloodlines by the age of eighteen—a feat unprecedented in history.
He suddenly thought of an even more shocking fact—he had just seen scenes from Su Liumeng’s past life.
A chaotic scene, a truth the Su family head had long denied.
Could it be—
She was really an Innate Spirit?
Otherwise, how else could one explain her astonishing talent?
This was no longer mere talent; it was practically defying heaven!
The silent gathering could only hear the sound of everyone’s breathing.
The Grand Elder held back for a long time, then finally spoke, kicking the four vein lords in front, “You said hurry, so no more delays—hand over your token.”
“I warned you long ago, Su Liumeng is the Su family’s little phoenix and the hope for the next few hundred years. You refused to believe it and insisted on offending her. Do you only find joy in driving others away?”
Su Liumeng retracted her true dragon illusion and, after returning to the ground, immediately took the soft little hand.
I lifted my head, my eyes sparkling as I looked at her.
The Fourth Vein Lord’s gaze faltered, no longer arrogant.
The Grand Elder looked around at the others, “Everyone, Su Liumeng’s talent is extraordinary and absolutely worthy of wielding the Divine Sword. Any objections?”
A few members of the Su family had remained neutral.
Their expressions towards Su Liumeng now changed; some looked inexplicably warm.
When faced with the truth, all doubts vanished.
A fusion of eight true bloodlines might one day allow the complete cultivation of the Heavenly Yan Nine Dragons Technique—a feat never before achieved.
This was more than just hope for the next few hundred years.
Perhaps, it was the chance to create a whole new history.
They were witnessing the birth of a new miracle.
At that moment, all voices reached unanimous agreement.
“No objections.”
“Nor do I.”
The Grand Elder glanced at the family head, “Head, any objections?”
The Su family head flicked his wide sleeve.
He didn’t even look at the figure lying on the ground like a dead dog, replying coldly, “No objections.”
“Then let’s start the vote again.”
“Those who agree for Su Liumeng to continue wielding the Divine Sword, raise your hands.”
Swish, swish, swish—
Votes quickly exceeded the majority.
The Su family head’s face darkened.
Under the Grand Elder’s intense gaze, he still raised his hand.
The events of today left him somewhat disappointed.
As he passed the former Fourth Vein Lord, he casually took the man’s token and tossed it to Su Liumeng.
He looked at her deeply, “This is the reward you deserve.”
Watching the Su family head’s actions, I felt as if his teeth were clenched to the point of shattering, but he seemed helpless.
How interesting.
Another juicy Su family scandal.
As an experienced onlooker, I almost wanted to applaud.
Su Liumeng coughed lightly and gently squeezed my hand in hers, signaling that I had to keep a straight face—if I laughed out loud, it would be a huge insult.
I hummed softly.
No way.
I wasn’t part of the Su family, and I wasn’t afraid of those guys.
Next, under everyone’s gaze, the girl lightly lifted her skirt and took small steps forward.
I smiled gently and walked to the former Fourth Vein Lord.
My voice was light but sweet, smiling brightly, “Thank you for the hotpot and cruise, uncle.”
“Next time, don’t try to talk your way out.”
Pfft—
The Fourth Vein Lord was a man who had long held significant power.
When was he ever publicly lectured by a newly matured young girl, especially after having just lost all his pride and power?
The sudden attack to his pride caused him to spit a mouthful of old blood and faint on the spot.
The Grand Elder frowned, “Embarrassing—drag him out.”
The other vein lords no longer looked at the man on the ground.
In the moment of victory and defeat, the truth was fully expressed.
This confrontation saw the family head’s faction utterly defeated.
The other vein lords left silently without harsh words.
Everyone was left with a question in their hearts.
Could Su Liumeng really be an Innate Spirit?
If not, how else could they explain her fusing eight true bloodlines by eighteen?
After this battle, Su Liumeng’s reputation soared again.
Among the younger generation of the Su family, her name became even more prominent.
Even other great families and sects had heard of Su Liumeng’s brilliance—she was practically the leader of the Su family’s youth.
Among the three great heirs of the Su family—
Before the other two had made a move—
Su Liumeng had already taken a decisive lead.
After most people near the viewing platform dispersed, Su Qinghe intended to say a few words but stopped under his daughter’s disdainful gaze and left silently.
It was fine.
It didn’t matter.
As long as others remembered Su Liumeng was his daughter, that was enough.
He no longer cared about respect.
I quietly tugged Su Liumeng’s sleeve, whispering, “He’s your dad, you can’t not say a word.”
Su Liumeng glanced at me, “He’s hiding something from me. I don’t want to talk to him.”
“When he decides to understand, I’ll naturally talk to him.”
I puffed out my cheeks, a little confused by her words.
The Grand Elder hurried over and patted Su Liumeng’s shoulder, “Yuxi, you did well. I didn’t misjudge you—your maturity in handling matters, timing, and understanding people are not inferior to us old timers.”
“You’re the best young person I’ve seen.”
“The Thirteenth Ancestor chose you for a reason.”
He suddenly added, “Find a time to meet the Thirteenth Ancestor. I suspect his condition is deteriorating. Help me see if he’s still alive. You have the identity token; only you can freely enter the back mountain. I… don’t even have the qualification.”
There was a hint of sadness as he said this.
He had spent his whole life in the Su family, ultimately only holding a gatekeeper’s position.
Su Liumeng bowed respectfully.
Before the Grand Elder, she was still very polite, “I will definitely complete the mission.”
On the way back, my steps were lighter by many folds.
Holding the newly acquired token, I kept examining it in my palm, “So this is the Su family vein lord’s proof of identity.”
“Just snatching a vein lord’s rights for free is too easy.”
Su Liumeng laughed, “Easy and not easy at the same time.”