Perhaps destiny had already been charted, and even Heaven itself took pity on the wretched Jun Wuyi. This journey to Tiannan, though fraught with peril and bristling with deadly intent, could hardly be described as anything less than a near-certain death sentence—in Jun Wuyi’s own mind, this expedition was already marked by a ten-to-none chance of return. Yet, thanks to Jun Mobang’s subtle maneuvering, disaster had already been averted, paving the way for a safe return after an ordeal.

Jun Wuyi wouldn't even need to address the hidden daggers within their own ranks to ensure the utmost fortune and a safe homecoming.

But the Third Master Jun remained entirely unaware of all this. Having embarked on this final confrontation with the full expectation of death, if he miraculously survived the edge of oblivion, this brush with mortality would surely bring about a profound shift in his mindset. Indeed, this could very well be an unexpected turning point.

One who has tasted death and returned naturally loses that fierce will to die; they might even feel as if some debt has been settled, leading to a deeper attachment to the life that remains.

This is a subtle psychological phenomenon.

Jun Mo Wu felt that his Third Uncle, Jun Wuyi, desperately needed this experience of confronting death, so he chose to remain silent. He even considered goading his Third Uncle a little further.

“Regarding grievances… Third Uncle, is there anything else you wish to say?” Jun Mo Xie inquired.

Since he had already decided to push his Third Uncle onto the precipice, he might as well add fuel to the fire, allowing him to vent thoroughly today. The more he lets out now, the lighter his heart will be after tomorrow! What did a towering, dangerous cliff matter? The most comprehensive safety measures had already been secured! “Grievances, that is precisely what I wish to discuss.” Jun Wuyi looked deeply at him and said with gravity:

“Revenge must certainly be taken! But Mo Wu, you must promise me one thing! If I cannot have your personal assurance, your Third Uncle will depart with deep unrest!”

“What is it? Third Uncle, please speak plainly!” Jun Mo Xie asked.

“I know your current strength far surpasses anything I can imagine, but I still require your promise: until your power reaches the Supreme level, until you possess absolute certainty, do not speak lightly of vengeance! That will only bring eternal ruin upon the Jun family! The fate of the entire clan rests upon your shoulders—do not let me down!”

A profound anguish mingled with deep hatred shadowed Jun Wuyi’s brow: “I believe that with your wit, talent, and strength, the day of retribution will certainly not be distant. Therefore, when your strength is sufficient, Mo Xie, remember this! Your Third Uncle demands that the Xiao family be utterly destroyed, leaving not even a chicken or a dog behind, utterly annihilated!”

Jun Wuyi gritted his teeth, his usually gentle and affectionate face momentarily contorted by a ferocious savagery. Whether killing enemies or seeking revenge, Jun Wuyi had always adhered to the principle of not involving wives and children—this was his code. Yet today, uttering words like ‘leaving not even a chicken or a dog behind, utterly annihilated’ clearly indicated that his hatred for the Xiao family of Fengxue Silver City had reached its absolute zenith! “I will, Third Uncle. The Xiao family’s tragedy is already sealed! Just as you say, that day will not be far off!” Jun Mo Xie bit his jaw and declared fiercely. He concluded with an addition: “San Quan, rest in peace.”

Upon hearing this, Guan Qinghan was instantly displeased. The willow-like eyebrows on her still tear-streaked face shot up:

“Jun Mo Xie! What kind of nonsense is that coming from you? What do you mean, ‘Rest in peace’? Is that how you speak to people?!”

Even Dugu Xiao Yi was unhappy. She stared at Jun Mo Wu with wide, innocent eyes, her expression turning distinctly hostile.

Jun Mo Xie raised both hands in surrender... One must not provoke a woman moved to tears. He was only trying to manufacture a moment of tension! He had already made all the necessary preparations for his Third Uncle’s safety; who could care more about his well-being than he did?

But Jun Wuyi chuckled instead. “Qinghan, you are no longer the daughter-in-law of my Jun family, but are you willing to become my Jun family’s daughter?”

“Third Uncle?” Guan Qinghan lifted her head in shock. She was grieving internally. Having just had her engagement with the Jun family dissolved, returning to the Guan family meant those relatives, in their eagerness to appease the Blood Soul Mountain Manor, would certainly sacrifice her. She was at a loss for what to do.

Comparatively, if given the choice, she would rather live out her days in lonely spinsterhood within the Jun family than marry a villain like Li Tengyun! Having overheard Li Tengyun’s vile words from behind the curtain, her disgust had already reached an extreme. To even look upon such scum was an insult, let alone marry him and spend a lifetime together?

Hearing Jun Wuyi’s words, Guan Qinghan instantly understood. Jun Wuyi wasn’t intending to abandon her; rather, he was providing a way to protect her. Overwhelmed with emotion, she felt an immense surge of gratitude! “Qinghan, if you are willing, I, Jun Wuyi, will adopt you as my goddaughter today! Although my own path ahead leads nowhere, from this moment forward, you are legitimately a member of the Jun family! No one shall dare to humiliate you. Any insult will be washed away in the blood of the Jun family, even if it comes from your birth family, the Guan clan!”

Jun Wuyi snorted coldly and stated resolutely.

Guan Qinghan’s lips trembled, her delicate body shaking violently, but she did not hesitate. Slowly, she knelt down and bowed her head deeply: “Your daughter, Qinghan, pays respects to her Godfather!”

“Good, good! Good!” Jun Wuyi exclaimed happily three times, then produced a jade pendant and passed it to her. “Qinghan, this is your Godfather’s meeting gift, and also the mark of a Jun family member! Accept this jade pendant, and remember, you are not only a daughter of the Guan family but also a daughter of my Jun family. From now on, the Guan family must consult with us regarding your marriage arrangements!”

Guan Qinghan accepted the jade pendant. She saw that its surface was smooth, engraved with the characters ‘Qinghan My Granddaughter’—the handwriting of Old Master Jun. It was clearly an item prepared long ago, not something hastily produced. She glanced at it with a slight frown, then looked up at Jun Wuyi with a confused expression.

“Heh heh, this jade pendant was prepared by your grandfather several years ago! Several years ago, your grandfather said that if this matter concerning Qinghan were resolved, he could be at peace.” Jun Wuyi chuckled. “Qinghan, we have seen all your suffering. We will absolutely not allow your life to wither away like this. As long as there is one living person in the Jun family, we will never allow anyone to bully you.”

Saying this, Jun Wuyi sighed deeply. “I go today, and we fight tomorrow. I do not know if I will have a tomorrow, so there is little I should or should not say; heh heh, ever since you came to the Jun family, Mo Xie… heh heh… has been rather moved. Previously, the constraints of the uncle-sister-in-law relationship held sway… But now, once this is announced to the world, that constraint is gone. If you two were to…”

He finished with a dry smile, letting the implication hang in the air, which the other three understood perfectly.

The effect of these few words was immensely shocking to the three present, so much so that they failed to notice Jun Wuyi covertly glance at Dugu Xiao Yi after he had spoken.

Mo Xie, I have practically pointed the way for you. Whether you can ultimately win the beauty, or even achieve a double victory, a single stone taking down two birds, that depends entirely on your own means… I likely won’t live to see it.

Forcing myself to say these words today, your Third Uncle has truly lost face. Alas, if I didn't face certain death tomorrow, why would I utter such things? For an uncle to play matchmaker for his nephew, targeting his other nephew’s woman, plus the goddaughter he just acknowledged—regardless of success or failure, it won’t sound good. Perhaps in death, the deceased deserves the most consideration…

Jun Mo Xie stared at Jun Wuyi, utterly dumbfounded. My Third Uncle, you truly know how to secure benefits for your nephew! You’re heading into a final battle tomorrow, and tonight you still have the mind for this! I have no choice but to admire you—truly, completely convinced and impressed! This is utterly audacious…

Guan Qinghan shuddered, her fair face instantly flushed as if painted with rouge, even the delicate lobes of her fair, white ears seeming to turn red—a transparent crimson. She cast a look of exquisite shyness toward Jun Mo Xie, who had his mouth agape like a hippo, and then deeply lowered her head. Off to the side, Dugu Xiao Yi was suddenly struck as if by lightning. Her eyes widened in shock, and her lovely face instantly turned deathly pale, completely drained of color.

What? I’m supposed to be a witness here? Heavens, witnessing this and that, how come I feel like my own lifelong happiness is being witnessed away? What kind of situation is this?

The little girl’s heart was instantly filled with apprehension and anxiety. Her gaze toward Guan Qinghan immediately shifted. This Sister Guan, who had always been so amiable and kindred, now seemed terrifyingly ferocious! She wants to steal my husband from me! No, we can discuss anything else, but this one thing is non-negotiable! The little girl huffed, rolling her eyes vigorously, constantly strategizing in her mind.

Originally, Dugu Xiao Yi had felt a secret joy. Because of Jun Mo Xie’s kindness, only she among her circle of girlfriends knew the truth. The others regarded Jun Mo Qiu as nothing more than a notorious rake, a great scoundrel, a tyrant, and a shameless flirt. Dugu Xiao Yi had always felt smug, enjoying the quiet satisfaction of making a hidden fortune. This sentiment naturally couldn't be voiced; if everyone found out, wouldn’t they all come fighting for him? Brother Jun is mine, mine alone! That was why, during this period, Dugu Xiao Yi had showered Jun Mo Xie with immense tenderness and affection, intent on claiming him first. Gold will always shine, and if others discovered his worth, she wouldn't be able to monopolize such a great advantage. Only after chewing and thoroughly savoring the delicious morsel could one truly be certain it had become theirs. This saying was taught by my grandfather, hmph…

The time when Princess Ling Meng had suddenly sworn that Blood Oath had startled Dugu Xiao Yi, even though the starting point was rather peculiar. Fortunately, Jun Mo Xie seemed unaffected by Princess Ling Meng, which was a relief. It was precisely because of that incident that Dugu Xiao Yi had resolved to follow Jun Mo Xie all the way to Tiannan.

As the saying goes, the early bird catches the worm. If Princess Ling Meng truly acted on her oath, perhaps through some machination, and secured an imperial decree for marriage from the Emperor, then it would truly be too late.

Along the way, the little girl deliberately tried to win over Guan Qinghan, thinking that with her help, she would have a greater chance of success. But who could have predicted that a bolt of lightning would strike right beside her today? According to Third Uncle Jun’s thoughts, he intended to pair Jun Mo Xie and Guan Qinghan together! The mother hen had instantly turned into a duck; the helper had become a competitor! This was a classic case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice—being clever only to be outsmarted! :i;。。。。。。 This simply would not do! “No!” The more Dugu Xiao Yi thought about it, the angrier she became. She puffed out her small chest and roared indignantly, her voice clear, crisp, and sharp, carrying a hint of ferocity that vibrated the inside of the tent.

The other three were startled by her outburst and looked at her in astonishment.

Dugu Xiao Yi forgot all about modesty, rushed forward, grabbed Jun Mo Xie’s arm, and declared proprietarily, “He is mine! All mine! You can’t take him from me! Waaah…”

As she spoke, an inexplicable wave of grievance washed over her, and she burst into tears, sobbing:

“I’ve been eyeing him for ages! How can you fight me for him? Waaah, he is mine, all mine, and I won’t give him to anyone, waaaah…”