owlsbooks Chapter 23: Father, I suppose you'd be willing to contribute to the family's glory, wouldn
Chapter 23: Father, I suppose you'd be willing to contribute to the family's glory, wouldn
Upon hearing that his ancestor had been robbed, Yang Xuan was shocked.
He quickly regained his composure, brushed off his clothes, and then glanced at Yang Jiuli beside him.
"What?! The ancestor's coffin has been stolen?" Yang Jiuli exclaimed in shock, then asked, "Who would dare to do such a thing?"
Seeing this, Yang Xuan understood and gestured, saying, "I already know about this matter, you can go and get back to work!"
"Yes!" Yang Mu nodded, bowed, and stepped back.
After Yang Mu left, Yang Xuan looked at Yang Jiuli.
That gaze spoke volumes.
"It was indeed I who brought out the coffin for our ancestor!" Yang Jiuli said, touching the bridge of his nose with a hint of embarrassment.
He had no intention of hiding it from his father.
He still needs the ancestor's coffin.
"How did you summon the spirit of the Ancestor?" Yang Xuan asked.
He was very curious about this.
"Father, if I said I was a reincarnation of a deity, would you believe me?" Yang Jiuli asked with a smile.
"A reincarnated deity?" Yang Xuan rolled his eyes at his son and said, "If that's the case, would you grant me immortality?"
"No!" Yang Jiuli said.
"Then what kind of god are you!" Yang Xuan said with a look of disdain.
Upon receiving this answer, Yang Jiuli felt somewhat relieved.
I don't believe it...
That would be a good thing!
"Actually, I once obtained an ancient secret technique in an ancient cave that can summon the spirits of ancient heroes!" Yang Jiuli said. "This time, when the family was in crisis, I asked our ancestor to conduct an experiment, and unexpectedly, it really worked to summon our ancestor's spirit and resolve the crisis."
"The fact that we were able to resolve this crisis was indeed entirely due to our ancestor's overwhelming power over Grandmaster Wei!" Yang Xuan stroked his beard and nodded slightly.
He still feels lingering fear when he thinks back to that battle.
"However, as younger generations, we should also respect our ancestors and not be disrespectful!" Yang Xuan said sternly.
"Yes!" Yang Jiuli replied.
"You will send the ancestor back later. Don't let this matter get out and ruin your reputation!" Yang Xuan said seriously.
Yang Jiuli is going to take over the Snowdrift Manor in the future.
If people were to find out that he disrespected the ancestor, it would ultimately be a stain on his reputation.
"Father, I'm afraid this won't work!" Yang Jiuli said, stroking his chin.
"Why?" Yang Xuan's gaze sharpened as he looked at Yang Jiuli.
"If Grandmaster Wei is not eliminated, he will eventually become a great threat to my Snowdrift Manor," Yang Jiuli said. "I still need to rely on the power of my ancestor."
"We still need to rely on the ancestor's power?" Yang Xuan frowned and said, "Couldn't you just summon him directly? Why do you have to disturb his coffin?"
"Yes!" Yang Jiuli nodded and said, "I plan to take Grandmaster Wei to the 'Black Abyss' to kill him after Uncle Qin recovers from his injuries, so as to eliminate any future troubles!" Yang Jiuli's mental strength is too low now, so he cannot be too far away from the recipient.
"Bringing your ancestor along will inevitably lead to leaks, which will be detrimental to your reputation!" Yang Xuan shook his head and waved his hand as he spoke.
Yang Xiangru was like a god at Piaoxue Mountain Villa.
How could those elders of the Yang clan allow anyone to disturb his coffin?
That would be extremely disrespectful.
If this were placed within the royal family of a dynasty, it would be a capital offense!
"It's just an empty reputation, why bother with it?" Yang Jiuli said indifferently.
"But those clan elders will certainly not tolerate you!" Yang Xuan said.
Yang Xiangru had many descendants, not just Yang Xuan's lineage.
"I believe that with Father's prestige, he can suppress it!" Yang Jiuli said with a smile.
"You brat... so you want your father to take the blame?" Yang Xuan said irritably.
"Ahem, it's all for the sake of the family, why distinguish between you and me?" Yang Jiuli said.
Yang Xuan frowned, glanced at Yang Jiuli, and felt that his son's skin had become much thicker.
"Besides, if it were you, Father, I imagine you would also be willing to continue contributing to the family in another way after your passing, wouldn't you?" Yang Jiuli said with a smile.
"Would you be willing to contribute to the family in a different way after I pass away?" Yang Xuan's gaze sharpened as he stared intently at Yang Jiuli.
Is this brat saying that even if I die, I should carry out my coffin to help him kill his enemies?
Rebel!
What a rebellious son!
Outrageous!
Reversing the Heavenly Gang!
My whip!
Yang Xuan stared at Yang Jiuli, whose blood energy surged like a volcano erupting.
Those few words kept echoing in my mind:
Would you also like to continue contributing to your family in a different way?
"What a joke!"
"Can I say I don't want to?" Yang Xuan thought to himself.
Who would want to be carried out after they've passed away?
Yang Xuan was furious when he heard his son talking about things a hundred years from now.
But seeing Yang Jiuli's sincere and serious expression, he didn't know where to start.
Yang Jiuli completely ignored the fierce glint in his father's eyes.
"I suppose Father wouldn't want to see the family decline like this, would he?" Yang Jiuli continued with a smile.
His eyes were clear, and his smile was innocent, like a neighbor's child, seemingly genuinely thinking of his family.
"I... naturally I am willing to continue to contribute to the family!" Yang Xuan took a deep breath, feeling a blank in his mind, and didn't know how he uttered these words.
Although I was so angry that my teeth ached.
But now that his son has already flattered him, how could Yang Xuan possibly utter the words "unwilling"?
Doesn't this mean he's selfish and doesn't care about the fate of his family?
"Sigh!" After uttering these words, Yang Xuan sighed deeply, his heart filled with sorrow.
He was genuinely afraid that after he died, someone would carry him out to fight off enemies.
Just thinking about that scene is an eyesore.
"I knew Father would agree!" Yang Jiuli said with a clear smile.
"How did you know I'd agree, you little brat?" Yang Xuan muttered to himself, annoyed.
He looked at Yang Jiuli.
"Because that's what our ancestor thought too," Yang Jiuli continued.
"The Ancestor has spoken?" Upon hearing this, Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately became interested.
"I have consulted with the Ancestor!" Yang Jiuli earnestly recounted how he had lit incense and inquired whether the Ancestor was willing.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xuan's face turned pale and then green, and his hand clenched, as if he really wanted to slap the filial son in front of him.
He immediately let out a soft sigh of relief, and his tightly clenched hands relaxed.
But in his heart, he had already complained a thousand times.
Requesting instructions?
The incense has burned out?
If you light this incense, will it go out in three breaths?
You really think there are tricks in the world?
If our ancestors were truly watching from heaven, they would probably only say: "Shining light and generating heat? I'd be willing to shine a little!"
Although he was speechless, Yang Xuan could only swallow his anger.
Who told the young man in front of me to be my own son?
After swallowing that breath.
Yang Xuan's mood gradually calmed down.
He thought about what his son said and agreed that it made sense.
The family is about to perish, so why bother with those empty formalities?
"But if someone uses this against you, Jiu'er will find it difficult to manage Snowdrift Manor until she reaches the Grandmaster realm!"
Yang Xuan murmured to himself.
After his passing, his clansmen will surely refuse to let Yang Jiuli succeed him as the head of the manor because of his lack of virtue.
But then he thought again that his son was extraordinary, and it wouldn't be difficult for him to reach the Grandmaster realm.
Having thought all this through, Yang Xuan no longer had any reservations.
"Although the patriarch is willing to continue to contribute to the family, this matter will ultimately have a negative impact, so you must not publicize it!" Yang Xuan earnestly reminded him.