Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 715 - 447 Feigned Death_2

Chapter 715: Chapter 447 Feigned Death_2

He wanted to see just how far his eldest brother’s cultivation had progressed.

But before his spiritual vision could make contact, Xu Changge suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked towards him again.

And this time,

the look Xu Changge gave him also carried a hint of eagerness to try.

"...." Xu Yuan.

Damn it, how could Xu Changge, a mere Primordial, sense his spiritual vision?

He immediately averted his gaze and turned to look at his father, clearing his throat and speaking in a solemn voice,

"Father, besides this Origin Qi, there is also my Will-spirit...."

Watching the "internal fight" between his two sons, Xu Yinhè’s eyes flickered with an inevitable smile as he gently waved his hand,

"There’s no need to show off any further, I already sensed it just now."

A flicker of surprise passed through Xu Yuan’s mind, but he quickly came to terms with it.

To the Prime Minister’s Mansion, this father was an autocratic "tyrant," but to his family, he was not a father with a strong desire for control.

With his cultivation, everything within several blocks of the vast Prime Minister’s Mansion was within his senses, yet he alone would not probe into the private chambers of his children.

Nevertheless, his own circumstances were somewhat special, and he estimated that his father had been aware of his condition from the moment he woke up.

Xu Changge also left.

He had come out of concern for that good-for-nothing third brother to check on him, and seeing that he was all right, naturally he could leave.

As Feng Jiuxuan and Xu Changge departed, only the Prime Minister and the Crown Prince remained in the courtyard.

Xu Yinhè showed no intention of leaving, and after glancing at an elegant stone pavilion beside the pond, he leisurely turned and walked in that direction.

While walking, Xu Yinhè asked his son, who was following behind, in a low voice,

"Having undergone this anomaly, Changtian, do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

Hearing his father’s concern amidst his daily busy schedule, a touch of warmth flashed through Xu Yuan’s heart, and he replied with a light chuckle,

"Not at the moment. In fact, I feel even clearer than before."

"Breaking through to the Integration Body naturally makes you more clear-headed than when you were at Soul Condensation."

Xu Yinhè’s voice was filled with laughter, and as he spoke, his somewhat helpless gaze glanced in the direction Xu Changge had left. After a moment of silence, he softly persuaded,

"Changtian, you should stop butting heads with your elder brother. Although that’s just his personality, he has always been concerned about you. The reason he used to beat you up was because you were misbehaving."

The two entered the pavilion, with birdsong in their ears and the fragrance of flowers in their nostrils.

Xu Yuan sat on a stone bench and said,

"I’m well aware of that, I was just joking around."

Xu Yinhè stared at his third son, his profound gaze as if able to peer into one’s soul,

"Was it really just a joke?"

Saying that, Xu Yinhè shook his head with a smile, "Anyway, I won’t meddle in the matters between you two brothers, but if you want to surpass your elder brother in cultivation, I’m afraid it might be a bit difficult."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan felt somewhat dissatisfied. The gap between him and Xu Changge now was only in terms of cultivation level. He retorted in a low voice,

"Father, have you forgotten about my body now...."

"He’s injured."

Xu Yinhè interrupted Xu Yuan and looked towards the neighboring elder son’s courtyard, his voice lingering, "And the injuries are not light."

Xu Yuan frowned slightly, but there was no surprise in his eyes.

Although his elder brother appeared normal, under his spiritual vision, he had still sensed a slight disarray in his brother’s energy mechanism.

After pondering for a moment, he asked in a low voice,

"Father, how did my elder brother get injured? Surely there’s no one in the world who would provoke him without a reason, right?"

Hearing this question, Xu Yinhè looked up at Xu Yuan, took out two tea cups, and placed a pot of clear tea on the stone table, replying in a composed manner,

"After learning about your situation, Changge went alone to find the assassin who had done this to you."

In Xu Yuan’s mind, the image of a fat figure wearing a mask inadvertently flashed. He asked tentatively,

"Was it that obese Mortal Transcendence?"

"No."

Xu Yinhè’s tone was indifferent, "It was Luo Bingli."

"...."

Xu Yuan’s breath hitched slightly.

Although he did not know who Luo Bingli was,

there were five assassins in the group, and three died on the spot. If it wasn’t the fleeing fat man, it could only be that glowing woman.

Xu Yuan’s voice faltered,

"I remember.... that should be a Semi-Saint, right?"

"Yes."

"Did Xu Changge win?"

"You could say that, or you could say it was a pyrrhic victory."

"...."

The air suddenly fell silent.

Xu Yuan licked his lips and asked sheepishly,

"So does that mean Xu Changge... has broken through Mortal Transcendence?"

"No,"

"So... he fought a Semi-Saint with the body of the Primordial?"

"Hmm."

"..."

Xu Yuan swallowed hard and stole a glance at Xu Changge’s imposing courtyard, asking softly,

"Xu Changge... did he resort to trickery?"

Xu Yinhe countered,

"What do you think? With your big brother’s temperament, does he seem like the kind of person who would use such methods?"

"....."

Xu Yuan fell silent for a moment, then asked softly,

"Father, the gap between the Primordial and the Semi-Saint must be quite large, right?"

Xu Yinhe nodded as if it were a matter of course,

"Of course, otherwise Luo Bingli wouldn’t have been able to escape."

"....."

Xu Yuan’s scalp tingled.

Although among high-ranking cultivators, damage from spellcraft tends to overflow, beneath the overwhelming force of will-spirit and Origin Qi, even with overflowing damage, it would be difficult to land a hit on your opponent.

One could say there was a chasm as vast as the heavens between the Primordial and the Semi-Saint.

And now his father was telling him,

Xu Changge can now clash directly with a Semi-Saint...

What should he do if he suddenly feels engulfed by darkness ahead?

However, Xu Yuan quickly regained his composure.

Because he remembered something.

Xu Changtian, too, had once fought against a Semi-Saint with the body of the Primordial and emerged victorious,

And thoroughly so, even if it meant using every dirty trick in the book and succeeding only with the help of Tianyan, it was still a feat of the Primordial overcoming the Semi-Saint.

Given his current physical prowess, by the time he reached the realm of the Primordial, he might not be much worse off than his big brother.

With that thought, Xu Yuan began to look forward to the future again.

He rubbed his finger over the Sumeru Ring, preparing to bring out some drinks and snacks to place on the stone table in front of him.

But as his spiritual sense just started probing the Sumeru Ring on his fingertip, Xu Yuan’s heart skipped a beat.

It was empty.

Now, there was only a Willow Ghost Blade left inside his Sumeru Ring.

Looking at the now-empty Sumeru Ring, Xu Yuan’s defenses were instantly shattered.

Silver notes worth millions, all kinds of Elixir Medicine, Source Crystals, fine wines, and various supplies were all plundered.

But very quickly, his mind locked onto who was responsible for this deed.

In all of Dayan, there weren’t many who dared to mess with his possessions, but the one who would mess with his possessions was only one person.

Lou Ji’s alluring, languid face spontaneously surfaced in his mind.

Xu Yuan fell silent for a moment, then looked over at his father sitting opposite to him.

He was about to lodge a complaint.

"Father, Lou Ji, she..."

"If you’re about to mention the silver notes and supplies from your Sumeru Ring, Lou Ji has already discussed this with your father,"

This was bad.

Upon hearing his father’s words, Xu Yuan suddenly sank in his heart, feeling a pain so acute he could hardly breathe.

The money, those supplies, were most likely unrecoverable now.

Thinking this, Xu Yuan subconsciously glanced at his father’s study.

Upon his return to the Imperial Capital, it would probably be hard for him to find another chance to extort or fleece someone. If he wanted silver, he would likely have to resume his old ways.

Xu Yinhe looked at his third son’s eyes, revealing a wry smile on his otherwise expressionless and composed face,

"Changtian, silver is just a number after all."

Xu Yuan looked at his father sitting in front of him, feeling slightly critical in his heart.

To you, Prime Minister, silver is indeed just a number, but your son here hasn’t reached that state yet.

All that silver was accumulated bit by bit by your son through hard-won schemes.

"Sigh..."

As if aware of what Xu Yuan was thinking, Xu Yinhe let out a soft sigh and said in a low voice,

"Changtian, you wouldn’t be able to do much with that silver now anyway. You’ve been unconscious for more than a month. Now that you’re awake, focus on your cultivation and don’t go out."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan’s expression instantly became serious as he asked in a low voice,

"Father, what do you mean by that?"

Xu Yinhe’s voice was indifferent,

"Your father will announce to the world that you have perished in the assassination attempt."