pertwk Chapter 130 Words become law, your grandfather knelt down!
Chapter 130 Words become law, your grandfather knelt down!
Fang Qingxue was deeply shaken.
This Jade Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission is a core treasure of the Fang family, and it will only be activated when the family faces imminent collapse.
The patriarch is searching for her in this way, could it be... that something has happened to the family?
She dared not delay, but did not respond immediately.
Her gaze first fell on the man on the recliner.
Lin Fan was picking his teeth, looking lazy and content after a hearty meal.
"gentlemen."
Fang Qingxue walked up to Lin Fan, her posture becoming increasingly respectful.
"It seems there's something extremely urgent happening in my family."
"Oh, go ahead and take it." Lin Fan waved his hand dismissively. "Let's get this over with quickly, the bowl is waiting for you."
"Yes, sir."
Only after receiving the promise did Fang Qingxue finally breathe a sigh of relief.
She walked to a corner of the courtyard, away from the crowd, and a wisp of true energy flowed from her fingertips, flowing into the scalding hot jade pendant.
"Buzz—"
The jade pendant shimmered with light, and a three-dimensional light and shadow projected out, coalescing in front of her.
In the interplay of light and shadow, there is a gaunt old man dressed in a Tang suit, exuding an air of authority without anger.
He sat upright in the grand master's chair, his aura condensing into the shape of a dragon, faintly coiling around him. He was Fang Tianwen, the current head of the Fang family and the grandfather of Fang Qingxue.
"Clear the snow!"
As soon as the projection stabilized, Fang Tianwen's authoritative yet furious voice descended upon them.
"So you still know how to respond! How long have you been out on your own, cutting off all contact? Have you completely forgotten the family rules?!"
The voice contained the will of someone who had long held a high position, enough to shake the mind of even a grandmaster-level expert.
In the past, Fang Qingxue would have already knelt down and begged for forgiveness under this oppressive aura.
But at this moment, she simply stood still, her expression completely calm.
She was somewhat surprised to find that her grandfather's mental pressure, which was powerful enough to shatter gold and split rocks, felt like a gentle breeze sweeping across a hillside when it fell upon her.
Not a ripple.
"Grandpa, Qingxue knows she was wrong," she replied calmly.
"Um?"
Fang Tianwen had obviously noticed his granddaughter's unusual behavior.
His scrutinizing gaze swept repeatedly across Fang Qingxue's projection, trying to find something amiss.
At first, the anger on his face had not yet subsided.
Gradually, the anger solidified.
Then it was replaced by an extreme sense of horror and disbelief!
"boom!"
Fang Tianwen suddenly stood up from the armchair, leaned forward, and stared intently at his granddaughter in the light and shadow, his eyes seeming to pierce through the thousands of miles between them.
"You...you...Qingxue!" His voice trembled uncontrollably. "Your aura! Your realm! This...this could be...a 'Land Immortal'?!"
"How could you... how could you possibly have entered this realm?!"
According to ancient Fang family texts, only those with pure Yang energy in martial arts can unlock the door to becoming a "terrestrial immortal."
That is the legendary realm of breaking free from the shackles of the physical body and transcending the mortal realm!
It is the ultimate martial arts goal that the Fang family has failed to reach even after hundreds of years and countless ancestors have devoted their entire lives to it!
And now, his most beloved and most hoped-for granddaughter has actually... done it?!
"You...you could it be that you've found the lost 'Ancestral Dragon's Lair' of my Fang family? And received the legacy of our ancestors?!" Fang Tianwen was so excited that he was incoherent; this was the only explanation he could think of.
Fang Qingxue shook her head.
"No, Grandpa."
Her gaze fell on the man yawning not far away, her eyes filled with unwavering reverence.
"I have not found the ancestral dragon's lair."
"I have simply... found my 'path'."
"I have a master."
"Master?" Fang Tianwen was completely stunned. "What master? In this world, who is qualified to guide you to break through to the realm of a terrestrial immortal? Is it that one from Kunlun, or that old monster from Wudang Mountain who has been in seclusion for three hundred years?"
He considered every reclusive master he could think of.
Fang Qingxue shook her head again.
"Neither."
She turned around and slowly aimed the projection of the jade pendant at the center of the courtyard.
"My master is right here."
Fang Tianwen's gaze followed the movement of light and shadow.
An ordinary courtyard house.
In the courtyard, a young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, was dozing off in a chair.
"Him?" Fang Tianwen's brows furrowed instantly. "Qingxue, stop this nonsense! What makes this brat worthy of being your master?"
He simply didn't believe it.
They assumed it was just their granddaughter being mysterious.
"Grandpa, I'm not being silly." Fang Qingxue's tone was more serious than ever before. "My current level of cultivation is all thanks to my master."
"I only had a cup of tea and a bite of food."
"What?!"
Fang Tianwen felt as if he were listening to an utterly absurd play.
"A cup of tea? A bite of food? Qingxue, have you been possessed by some kind of sorcery?!"
He could no longer sit still. A powerful spiritual will, connected by the sound transmission jade, traveled thousands of miles and fiercely probed towards the courtyard!
He wanted to see for himself who this person was who dared to play such a trick on the Fang family's daughter!
However, his mental power had barely touched that unremarkable courtyard wall.
"boom--!!!"
An indescribable will awakened within the courtyard and fiercely retaliated.
That will was not a deliberate attack, but it contained a kind of supreme "reason", like the primordial law of the universe.
Faced with this will, Fang Tianwen's spiritual power, which he had cultivated for nearly a hundred years and which he considered sufficient to move mountains and fill seas, was utterly insignificant.
Like fireflies, they stumbled upon the bright moon.
No, it's not even a firefly.
It's just a speck of dust.
"puff--!"
Fang Tianwen, who was far away in the Fang family's ancestral home, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned as pale as paper!
His projection, constructed from mental energy, flickered violently, its brightness fluctuating wildly, as if it were about to completely dissipate at any moment.
"Grandpa!" Fang Qingxue exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this.
In the courtyard, Lin Fan, who was about to take another nap, seemed to be disturbed from his sweet dream by something.
He frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and glanced in Fang Qingxue's direction.
"Huh? Where did these flies come from? They're buzzing so noisily."
He muttered something casually.
Then, he casually waved his hand at Fang Qingxue's flickering projection.
"Qingxue, are you video chatting with your grandpa? The signal is so bad, it's all pixelated."
"Tell him to switch to a better plan, instead of always using that 9.9 yuan monthly plan."
Amidst the intermittent light and shadow, Fang Tianwen clearly heard Lin Fan's words and saw his casual gesture.
At that moment, his brain, his thoughts, and even his soul all crashed.
Can he...see me?
Did he know I was spying?
Was that terrifying, incomprehensible will he just now?
No, that's impossible!
He clearly...didn't do anything!
In Fang Tianwen's heart, a monstrous wave, powerful enough to overturn the world, surged!
He stared intently at the lazy and easygoing young man in the projection, and for the first time, a feeling called "fear" appeared in those eyes that had been looking down on others their whole lives.
He opened his mouth, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.
for a long time.
for a long time.
He used all his strength to bow his head, which had been proud for nearly a century, deeply to that young man, across the projection and across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
He spoke in a voice that was almost delirious, trembling to the extreme:
"This junior...this junior, Fang Tianwen, was ignorant and arrogant, and offended...senior..."
"I hope you will forgive me, senior..."