Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Qingyun Sword Pavilion

“Hao’er is back?”

Wei Xinghe was delighted to hear the news.

“Not only that, but also several of the eldest young master’s fellow disciples. Oh, and Miss Yuyan is back with the eldest young master.”

“Yuyan is back too?” Wei Xinghe was even more delighted. “Quick, tell Madam. By the way, where are they?”

“They’ve already entered the mansion. The young master is meeting them outside.”

Wei Xinghe hurried forward.

His eldest son, whom he had sent to study at the Qingyun Sword Pavilion in Jeju a few years ago, hadn’t been home for several years. He

hadn’t expected his sudden return, especially on the eve of An’er’s apprenticeship—a perfect double blessing.

Arriving in the front yard, he saw his youngest son happily circling around a tall, upright young man.

Nearby were several young men and women of similar age, each with an extraordinary demeanor.

The young man had a gentle expression. Who else could it be but his eldest son, Wei Zihao?

“Not bad, not bad. You’ve gotten stronger,”

Wei Zihao said, looking at his younger brother with a look of satisfaction.

He remembered that his younger brother used to be very spoiled and somewhat gloomy.

Now, he’s become stronger and more cheerful.

“Brother, why didn’t you tell us you were coming back? No one at home knew!” Wei Zi’an asked happily.

“I’m on a training mission with my master and happened to be passing through Cangzhou, so I stopped by to visit. By the way, little brother, I’ve heard some news about our family these past few days, and I wanted to ask you about it.”

“Ahem!” The two brothers were chatting when Wei Xinghe coughed twice and walked out.

“Dad!”

Wei Zihao turned around, his expression straightened, and he bowed.

“Greetings, Master Wei.”

The young men and women beside him also bowed slightly.

“No need to be polite. I’m afraid you’re tired from the journey. Ah Hai, quickly prepare a banquet to welcome the young heroes.”

“Yes, sir,”

Wei, the chief steward, responded and went down to make preparations.

“Uncle, where’s my aunt?”

At this moment, one of the girls rushed over and asked with a smile.

Wei Xinghe smiled at the young girl. “Yuyan’s here too! Your aunt’s in the backyard. Go find her yourself.”

“Dad, I’ll go pay my respects to Mother first,” Wei Zihao said.

“Go ahead. Your Mother hasn’t seen you in years and misses you terribly.” Wei Xinghe nodded.

After Wei Zihao had seen his mother and reunited with her, he went to his father’s study.

“Dad, I’ve heard a lot of news about our Wei family since I came back. They say that a while ago, the Tiancang Sect in the Northern Frontier sent troops to besiege our family, and even a Xiantian Grandmaster showed up. Is that true?”

Wei Zihao asked directly upon entering the study.

“Indeed,” Wei Xinghe nodded.

“Then why didn’t you send someone to notify me and have me rush back to help?” Wei Zihao asked anxiously.

When he first heard the news, he was truly distraught.

The Tiancang Sect in the Northern Frontier was a powerful sect, rivaling even their own Qingyun Sword Pavilion in strength.

To have crossed several states to attack the Wei family was simply insane.

If he hadn’t heard later that the crisis in the mansion had been resolved, he would have rushed back yesterday.

“The situation was critical at the time. Every member of the mansion was under the control of the enemy, making it impossible to get word out,” Wei Xinghe explained.

There was another reason he didn’t mention.

The ancestor’s fate was uncertain, and the enemy was commanded by a Xiantian Realm expert like Wang Cangyi.

Even if Wei Zihao returned, it would be useless and would not change the situation.

It would have been better for him to remain in Qingyun Sword Pavilion, preserving a bloodline within the mansion and preventing genocide.

“Alright, let’s not dwell on the past. Fortunately, we received assistance from a noble person. Now the crisis in the mansion has been resolved, and the ancestor has returned safely. It couldn’t have been a better outcome.”

Seeing his eldest son seemed about to say something, Wei Xinghe spoke first.

Wei Zihao swallowed his words and asked curiously, “Dad, who was it that helped us resolve the crisis in the Wei Mansion? I’ve heard many rumors outside, but they all seem quite absurd and hard to tell.”

Remembering the news he’d gathered on his way back, Wei Zihao felt it was mostly misinformation.

“It was Doctor Chen and Young Master Lu who helped our Wei Mansion resolve the crisis. Even your mother and Zi’an were saved by them…”

Wei Xinghe roughly recounted what had happened, but Wei Zihao’s mouth widened as he listened.

“Father, are you saying that a powerful Xiantian Realm master defeated Wang Cangyi, who had severely injured our ancestor, and that his disciple, having reached the Perfection of Bones and Muscles Realm, defeated a martial arts master who had reached the Perfection of Internal Organs?” “

Indeed, if it weren’t for the assistance of Old Doctor Chen and his disciple, our Wei Mansion would have been razed to the ground by the Tiancang Sect long ago.”

“But how is that possible!” Wei Zihao said in disbelief. “How could a Jingu Realm master be a match for a martial arts master who had reached the Perfection of Internal Organs? Father, are you sure you’re not seeing things?”

“Even if Father is mistaken, are all the powerful men in the county mistaken? Besides, our ancestor was there, and the County Master, as well as Master Zhirui of the Tianji Tower, also witnessed the fight and saw Young Master Lu defeat Wang Cangyi’s eldest disciple.”

Recalling Lu Qing’s battle with the burly man, Wei Xinghe still felt a surge of emotion.

As a fellow martial arts master, he understood perfectly well the terrifying strength Lu Qing had displayed.

Wei Zihao’s mouth dropped open, speechless for a long moment.

Since even the ancestor was there, it was clear

he couldn’t be wrong. This, however, only made his disbelief even more intense.

He simply couldn’t imagine how someone at the Muscle and Bone Realm could manage to defeat a martial arts master head-on.

“Don’t dwell on it. Young Master Lu is no ordinary person. His talent is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Don’t compare him to ordinary warriors.”

Wei Xinghe explained, noticing his eldest son’s stunned expression and fearing it would dampen his ambition and dampen his determination.

After a moment, Wei Zihao regained his composure and

said with a wry smile, “I understand. Some geniuses in this world are truly extraordinary. I just didn’t expect such a peerless talent to emerge from a place like Cang County.”

He recalled how, when he first began his training at Qingyun Sword Pavilion, he too had been repeatedly defeated by the sect’s sword prodigies.

Only then did he understand the truth that there are always people better than you.

But now, the sect’s proudest sons seemed insignificant compared to the young Master Lu his father had mentioned.

“Young Master Lu is exceptionally gifted and possesses incredible strength, yet he possesses a very peaceful disposition. It’s a good thing he lives in our mansion now. If you’re interested, take your brother and ask to see him when you have time.”

Wei Xinghe recalled Lu Qing’s myriad magical abilities and, if possible, he hoped both sons could become close friends with him.

“Oh, so this young Master Lu lives in our mansion?” Wei Zihao’s heart skipped a beat.

“Yes, they, the master and the disciple, now reside in the Youzhu Courtyard, along with a young lady. You must be careful not to offend them.”

“Is that Xiantian Realm master here too?” Wei Zihao was even more surprised.

“Doctor Chen, please don’t bother him. Lately, our ancestor has been inviting him frequently to discuss Xiantian martial arts. If you anger our ancestor and receive a punishment, I won’t be able to protect you,” Wei Xinghe said.

Wei Zihao shuddered.

He dared not offend the majesty of his ancestors.

(End of this chapter)