Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Tang Rui's bellows echoed throughout the peak of Mount Yunding, booming in all directions like rolling

thunder.

Ye Fan lay on the ground, his body covered in injuries.

Moon God, whose dress was drenched in blood, appeared like an angel who had fallen from grace.

Still, despite being gravely wounded, she continued holding her master tight, shielding and guarding

him with her soft body.

“You b*stard! How dare you hurt our master! We'll make you pay for that!”

After witnessing Tang Rui thrusting her palm thrice and severely injuring Ye Fan, Moon God, and the

others, Gaius and the rest of the party burned with rage.

They roared angrily while wielding their weapons and launched themselves at Tang Rui without any

regard for their safety.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and stood up again. He propped up his weakened body to look at Gaius and

the others and uttered weakly, “S-Stop!”

He halted the members of Dragon God Hall from retaliating once again.

“Why are you doing this, Master? This woman wants you dead.” Gaius and the others were baffled.

They couldn't fathom why Ye Fan repeatedly stopped them from standing up for him.

“S-She's right. I-I deserve to die because I, Ye Fan, owe someone. Indeed, I've let Mucheng down.”

Blood trickled down the corner of Ye Fan's lips as he spoke in an undertone.

He didn't utter a single complaint after enduring Tang Rui's attacks, nor did he harbor the thought of

retaliating.

However, his heart was filled with curiosity.

He looked up at her. “Aunt Tang, I-I wish to know a-about Mucheng's whereabouts. I-I want to meet

with her.”

Perhaps he had sustained too many injuries, or because he had lost too much blood, he felt weak all

over and dizzy.

Even so, he gnashed his teeth and tried his best to remain in an upright position.

After listening to Tang Rui's speech, he could tell she seemed to have met with Mucheng.

Now that Chu Yuan had died, Ye Fan had finally settled his grudges with Chu Sect.

He planned to make it up to his close ones with the remaining time of his life, especially to his wife, Qiu

Mucheng.

That's right. As Tang Rui said, I owe Mucheng the most. Although she's nominally my wife, she's been

alone in Jiangdong, caring for my mother while safeguarding my business there.

Ye Fan had rarely visited her that whole time.

After the battle with Chu Sect back then, he didn't even contact Qiu Mucheng once in almost three

years.

During that period, his only thought was to avoid disturbing her before he successfully avenged himself

and accomplished his goal.

Now, he figured it was time he returned to her side.

Regardless of whether she still loved him, he had to meet with her once because there were some

things he had to tell her in person.

“Meet with her? You can forget about that. She won't see you. At the very least, you won't be able to

meet with her before her capabilities surpass yours.”

Frostiness and anger were evident in Tang Rui's voice as she spoke.

A single sentence from her eliminated all the ideas in Ye Fan's mind.

Lips trembling, he asked again, “I-Is she well?”

Sorrow rose within him all of a sudden.

However, Tang Rui wasn't inclined to answer him. She led her little sister, Tang Yun, away and was

about to leave.

Seconds away before Tang Rui left, Ye Fan suddenly got to his knees. His eyes red, he asked her,

“Aunt Tang, please, I beg you. Can you tell me h-how Mucheng is doing now?”

Perhaps his actions had managed to touch her because her heart softened momentarily.

“You don't need to worry about Mucheng. I've taken her in as my disciple, and she's currently learning

under my guidance. You can forget about finding her either because she's cultivating in another world.

You two will meet again if your fates still intertwine.”

Tang Rui's cold voice rang out.

After saying that, she grabbed Tang Yun and was ready to leave, but Anderson and the rest of Chu

Sect survivors suddenly stopped her.

“Ms. Tang, you cannot leave just like that. Chu Tianfan killed our Chu Sect leader and destroyed our

sect that had survived for thousands of years. You are a member of the Tang family and the Three

Families of the Chu Sect. Please take charge of the situation, Ms. Tang, and help us eliminate Chu

Tianfan, annihilate Dragon God Hall, and return Chu Sect to its former glory!”

Anderson and others had evidently considered Tang Rui their last hope.

Unfortunately, she wasn't inspired by the speech and merely swept her icy gaze across the heavily

wounded members of Chu Sect. “I'm afraid you're all being presumptuous. When I left the Tang family

back then, I was no longer a member of Chu Sect. So, what does the sect's survival have anything to

do with me?”

“This...” Her answer dampened Anderson's and the others' spirits, rendering them stunned.

Their bodies shuddering, they looked at her in disbelief. “B-But Ms. Tang, didn't you come here today to

save Chu Sect from this predicament?”

Tang Rui replied, “Of course not! I came here today solely because someone asked me to relay some

messages to that heartless man. The wheel of life is determined by fate. Chu Yuan's death and Chu

Sect's downfall simply meant Chu Sect's days have come to an end, so I suggest you all respect

heaven's will.”

Her words shattered the last sliver of hope within Anderson's and the others' hearts.

Tang Rui brought the severely injured Tang Yun and left the mountain.

When she walked past Chu Yuan's corpse, she stopped briefly and sized up his dead body. Then she

furrowed her brows and turned her head around to look at Ye Fan.

“Brat, your b*stard of a father asked me to tell you not to assume you can enjoy the rest of your life in

peace after defeating Chu Yuan and obliterating Chu Sect. This is only the beginning of the

catastrophe. You need to continue cultivating to prepare yourself for the battles in the upcoming

adversities,” she said impassively.

By the time Ye Fan looked up, the two beauties' figures had already disappeared.

Following their departure, Ye Fan, who had been holding on by sheer will, finally collapsed.

His body trembled as he spat out mouthfuls of blood.

The next moment, his skinny body fell to the ground.

His vision instantaneously turned dark, and the world around him fell absolutely silent.

“Master!”

“Ye Fan!”

He heard the worried and anxious voices reverberating beside his ears as he keeled over.

Ye Fan felt as if he had fallen into an abyss with endless darkness and as if he was trudging alone on a

vast, barren field.

Boundless land stretched in all directions no matter how long we walked.

Finally, rays of light shone in while he was still partially conscious.

The originally pitch-black surroundings suddenly turned bright.

Ye Fan found himself inside a spacious and luxurious room.

He remembered that place.

That was Mount Yunding Villa, the place that Ye Fan used to call home.

The room was eerily quiet.

Only the sound of the clock ticking echoed in the air.

The dazzling sunlight outside streamed into the room like a flowing river.

Ye Fan was lying in a bed, and beside him was Suzumiya Eigetsu, dressed in a plain outfit.

The foolish girl had disregarded her injuries and was determined to keep Ye Fan company despite

being wounded.

At that moment, she had fallen asleep on the side of the bed.

Perhaps having sensed his movements, Eigetsu, half-asleep, swiftly woke up.

To her, the happiest moment of her life was seeing her master beaming at her when she awoke from

slumber, just like now.

Suzumiya Eigetsu rubbed her eyes as she thought she was dreaming. “Stop rubbing your eyes, you

foolish girl. I am awake.”