Guan Qinghan’s voice was heavy with anger and sorrow. “At the Jun family, even as a widow, I hold the honored position of the eldest grandson’s wife; if I marry into the Li family, I would only be a concubine!

If on that day, Yun Beichen, the foremost expert of the Divine Profound Realm, also desired me—to be his wife, his concubine, or even his servant—I imagine the Guan family would readily agree. Perhaps they would force me again?

Wouldn't Yun Beichen bring greater benefits to the Guan family than Li Juetian?” “The Guan family is supposed to be a reputable clan! Father, how can the Guan family be so utterly shameless?

How can they be so devoid of honor! I would rather remain a widow at the Jun family for my entire life than have to bow to the whims of those despicable wretches!

I absolutely will not let those vile people succeed!” Guan Qinghan’s cool face was stained with a desperate, tragic beauty: “If I must choose, I would rather see the Guan family perish like heroes than witness a group of white-haired, white-bearded men acting like dogs begging for scraps!” With these words, the fierce, hysterical side of Guan Qinghan’s personality finally erupted completely. Guan Dongliu stood there dumbstruck, his expression shifting painfully.

Standing in the rain, though his physique remained imposing, he was imbued with the desolation of a hero facing his final demise. He truly did not know how to answer his daughter’s sharp accusations, nor did he have the means to.

The guilt and shame in his heart gnawed violently at his soul, making every meridian in his body feel as if it were seizing up in pain! “Father, I only wish to know.

Given the current situation, what are your plans?” Guan Qinghan stood with her back to her father, her voice tinged with melancholy and helplessness, but dominated by fierce anger and chilling severity! “Jun Wuyi has already given me the answer!” Guan Dongliu gave a bitter laugh.

“Things have come to this, even if we break the engagement, if the Blood Soul Mountain Villa wants you to enter their sedan chair, they will have to tread over the corpses of the Jun family first!” Guan Dongliu laughed self-mockingly. “I, Guan Dongliu, am the head of the Guan family, but I cannot afford to offend the Jun family; and just as surely, I cannot afford to offend the Blood Soul Mountain Villa.” “But as you said, the Jun family is the benefactor of our Guan family!

Our family cannot forget such a debt of gratitude!” Guan Dongliu’s voice suddenly sharpened. “Now, it is not I, nor the entire Guan family, abandoning our daughter—it is the Jun family protecting my own daughter!

Protecting the daughter even I, her father, had given up on! And the Blood Soul Mountain Villa seeks only to ravage and insult my daughter!

I have compromised for a lifetime, considering the greater picture for the family for a lifetime. This time, I want to…” “Be a father once more!” Guan Dongliu’s expression hardened, his eyes blazing, and faint bloodshot lines began to spread across his pupils.

“I want to be a father once more!” Uttering these words, Guan Dongliu suddenly felt an immense wave of relief wash over him, as if a thousand-pound burden had been instantly lifted! To hell with survival!

What that young man from the Jun family said earlier was right: if a family loses its spine, even if it manages to linger on, what meaning does it have?! “Father!” Guan Qinghan’s body shook violently, and she spun around like a whirlwind, looking at her father in disbelief, her eyes brimming with elation.

Guan Dongliu offered a faint smile and nodded deeply, saying in a grave tone, “Qinghan, it’s not only the men of the Jun family who stand tall; we men of the Guan family do too!” A look of pride bloomed on Guan Qinghan’s face. “I always knew my father was a man who stood firm against the heavens!

Father, you are magnificent.” Guan Dongliu let out a wry chuckle. “Your little brother-in-law truly knows how to curse viciously!

However, thanks to his tirade, my father finally understood that in this life, there are things one must do even knowing certain death awaits. Compared to such matters, the 'greater picture' and 'survival' become insignificant.” He chuckled twice, then suddenly said with a strange expression, “The wastrel, the useless little brother-in-law you always wrote about in your letters—was that him?

He doesn't seem like it.” Guan Qinghan immediately blushed crimson, protesting, “Father, you tease me! However, Mo Xie has changed a lot lately.

Compared to before, he truly seems like a different person. He acts much more like a real man now.” Guan Dongliu smiled meaningfully.

“Is that so? Then you praise him so highly, even after he cursed your father so terribly?” “Hmph!

Father, you are the worst!” In that moment, Guan Qinghan seemed to regress to her childhood, playfully pouting at her father without restraint. Guan Dongliu laughed heartily.

“Father, please come inside. The autumn is getting cold; if you catch a chill, it won’t be good for you.” The heavy burdens lifted from Guan Qinghan’s heart, and she instantly began to worry for her father.

“You only start worrying now? It’s too late, my old bones are thoroughly soaked,” Guan Dongliu teased with a booming laugh.

“But this rain today—it was a good soaking! A good soaking!

It allowed me to win back the heart of my precious daughter, and it cleared my mind. A man should be like this; to trade a daughter’s purity and sacrifice for temporary survival is death in life, worse than death itself!” After saying this, he cast a loving glance at his daughter, laughed loudly, and turned to leave.

His sturdy silhouette faced the wind and rain, walking away step by measured step, each footfall deliberate, exceptionally steady, and resolute! Guan Qinghan’s eyes blurred with tears.

A few feet away, hidden among the flowering bushes, Jun Wuyi stood silently. The sharp lines of his face softened with a slight smile as he murmured softly, “Guan Dongliu, only now do you resemble the Guan Dongliu I knew back then.

Now, you are a qualified father.” His gaze penetrated the sheets of rain as he mused aloud, “Mo Xie went out this time, and I have a persistent feeling that something major is about to happen? Why hasn’t he returned yet?

I wonder how he is doing now. This nephew of mine is truly mysterious these days!

Sigh, ever since this boy agreed to treat my legs, has there been a single day he wasn't mysterious? Mysterious, and good!” With a light sigh, his body flickered, and he vanished without a trace.

The masked man in black, who was Young Master Jun, having been sent flying by Eagle Bo Kong’s strike, had simultaneously thrown the Profound Pill into Eagle Bo Kong’s hand—that hot potato was finally offloaded. Once airborne, with a bang, he slammed into a large tree.

Jun Mo Xie immediately activated the Yin-Yang Escape technique, vanishing from everyone’s sight in an instant. In a secluded spot, Jun Mo Xie clutched his chest and gasped for breath several times.

The Eight Great Supremes were indeed the Eight Great Supremes, worthy of standing at the peaks of the world! Although Eagle Bo Kong’s strike was purely probing, with most of its power reserved for a follow-up, the sheer force contained within that single palm still left Jun Mo Xie feeling profoundly uneasy, his chest revolted, almost to the point of nausea.

Jun Mo Xie survived this exchange only because the energy of the Grandmist Pagoda intensely filled his meridians, barely preventing him from injury, but he was inwardly shocked! The power of the Eight Great Supremes had reached such a terrifying level!!

Damn it, this bald-tailed eagle! I’ll make him pay one day, Jun Mo Xie cursed inwardly, before turning his attention to the dragon-and-tiger fight unfolding before him!

The Young Master’s six senses locked onto the space spanning several dozen zhang, occasionally knitting his brow as he mumbled to himself: Why is there still no activity? Could such a massive commotion fail to draw attention?

Jun Mo Xie’s original intention was not merely to instigate a fierce fight or cause major chaos. In fact, besides needing to decipher the usage method of that Ninth Grade Profound Pill, Jun Mo Xie had another objective.

Naturally, if it weren't for the sudden emergence of the Blood Soul Mountain Villa issue in the Southern Heaven, Jun Mo Xie would have planned things out much more meticulously, only launching the scheme when success was guaranteed—at the very least, waiting until more experts had gathered in Heavenly Fragrance City before revealing it. After all, the time elapsed since the Profound Pill's disappearance was short; appearing rashly would only arouse suspicion among the deeply cunning.

But now, the forced marriage decree from the Blood Soul Mountain Villa had completely disrupted the Young Master Jun’s deployment. Although the Li family’s pressure hadn't become immediately critical, it was like fire beneath his heels, capable of igniting at any moment.

Jun Mo Xie was forced to prematurely introduce this fake Profound Pill. Whether it achieved his desired effect was now up to fate.

If he delayed further, and the Li family moved against the Jun and Guan families, even the most exquisite plans would become meaningless. The moment Shi Changxiao moved, the three Elders of the Silver Snow City, already on high alert, struck simultaneously, soaring directly toward the target; meanwhile, the ten disciples of Lei Wubei swarmed forward like a plague of locusts.

The slender Sixth Disciple, famous for his supreme lightness skill, flashed across several zhang of space and, almost silently, reached toward Eagle Bo Kong’s embrace while the latter was occupied fending off Shi Changxiao. This man’s cultivation of Profound Qi was not high, at most at the peak of the Earth Profound level.

Among the experts inside the encirclement, he might even be considered the last in rank, yet his movement technique was unbelievably agile and swift. Its speed probably surpassed even many experts at the peak of the Heaven Profound Realm renowned for their movement skills.

No one knew how he trained, and the dexterity of his hands was simply inconceivable—likely due to innate talent, far superior to others! Lei Wubei’s ten disciples had descended the mountain at the invitation of Li Youran today, participating in such a high-level confrontation over a top-tier Profound Pill.

Even facing two Divine Profound Supreme-level powerhouses renowned equally to their master, they showed no fear; in fact, they seemed vaguely confident. The reason lay in this individual’s… It was entirely due to his speed.

It was truly too fast! Even Jun Mo Xie, hiding on the sidelines, only caught a fleeting glimpse of his silhouette before he dissolved into a mere shadow, making it impossible to locate his physical body.

And in that instant, dozens of figures attacked Eagle Bo Kong almost simultaneously, their vital energy erupting like a mountain flood. Eagle Bo Kong showed no fear, shouting loudly, “Well met!” His body shot across the air with a swift turn, sweeping in a bizarre arc like a soaring eagle.

He first bypassed Shi Changxiao head-on, while his hands and feet spun like tops in mid-air, constantly slashing and kicking! He was single-handedly fighting off all the experts except Shi Changxiao!

Shi Changxiao was furious! Although he was the first to attack, he was one of the Eight Great Supremes!

Furthermore, he ranked above Eagle Bo Kong; if he were to join others in attacking Eagle Bo Kong this time, even if Eagle Bo Kong were killed on the spot, the rumors spreading afterward would still make him seem inferior to Eagle Bo Kong! This stain on his reputation—Shi Changxiao knew he could not bear it!

Besides, in a decisive battle between two Divine Profound Supremes, why should these insignificant shrimp presume to interfere?