Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 718 - 449 Unable to Cultivate

Chapter 718: Chapter 449 Unable to Cultivate

Difficult...

He needed to keep the fact that he had faked his death a secret from the State Preceptor. If he were to tell Big Ice Lump, as a disciple that was like a daughter but not, she would inevitably find herself torn between the two.

Xu Yinhe watched the complex emotions flit across his third son’s face and spoke in a gentle tone,

"In this world, nothing is harder to control than emotions. As your father, I hope you can manage these matters well."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan slowly raised his eyes and smiled slightly,

"Father, rest assured, I have a sense of proportion in this matter."

Xu Yinhe stared into Xu Yuan’s eyes, his deep gaze as if it could penetrate one’s heart, his voice low and ethereal,

"Perhaps so..."

"If possible, regarding matters with women, I’d prefer you to be as you were in the past."

As he finished speaking,

Xu Yinhe turned and walked slowly out of the courtyard.

Watching his father’s figure vanish around the corner, Xu Yuan sat silently in the pavilion for a while before he suddenly chuckled and shook his head.

This father of his really says whatever he thinks, to treat women like he did in the past?

Put bluntly, play with them then cast them aside.

In this world, what kind of father encourages his son to become a scoundrel?

As these thoughts filled his mind, Xu Yuan gazed in the direction his father had left for several moments, his smile slowly turning into a light sigh.

The old man’s meaning was simple, you can be promiscuous, even indulge in nightly revelries, but you must never be too devoted to one woman.

For those in the heart of the Dayan Imperial power, being too devoted is actually a taboo.

Setting aside examples like those historical war dramas about provincial lords, just within the Dayan Empire’s history, there were instances of Princes from the Imperial Family who gave up the throne for a woman, only to be killed in a trap by other Princes.

Slowly standing up, Xu Yuan withdrew his gaze and shook his head slightly.

This father of his was truly stricter with himself than with others.

It had been so long since his mother’s death, and he never remarried; now he actually encouraged him to find more women...

At that thought, Xu Yuan paused.

He suddenly understood the deeper meaning behind his father’s words.

Succession.

In the societal structure of the Dayan Empire, a large power needed an outstanding heir to stabilize the minds of the elder officials below.

The current Emperor, Li Yaoxuan, could afford to have thousands of beauties in his harem and dozens of children to choose from for his successor, whereas the Prime Minister’s Mansion could only rely on the "lottery" between his father and mother.

Fortunately, his father and mother had excellent genes, drawing three SSRs like himself, Xu Changge, and his second elder brother. Otherwise, the inner circle of the Prime Minister’s Mansion would probably be in disarray by now.

And even so, having too few legitimate children in the Prime Minister’s Mansion allowed other powers to contemplate extermination strategies against them.

If they couldn’t take down Xu Yinhe, they’d go after his progeny.

After his death, the vast Prime Minister’s Mansion wouldn’t need their hand to fall apart on its own.

His father beating around the bush like this was probably because he was worried.

Xu Yuan’s lips revealed a wry smile.

But when you think about it, why wouldn’t his father be worried?

The eldest son was already in his thirties and always acted like a lone ranger, never visiting the Qing Lou or frequenting the Hook Bar. If it weren’t for the knowledge of a certain young priestess, they might even doubt if Xu Changge had inclinations towards the love of Long Yang.

Now that he had finally caught the wayward third son, of course, he had to subtly urge him on.

With that thought, Xu Yuan sighed softly, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness,

"I wish I could, but I’m not yet strong enough to take them on..."

As he spoke,

Xu Yuan clenched his fist slightly and felt an inexplicable urge swell up in his heart. He went straight back to his room, kicked off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on the soft bed.

He needed power!

No matter the reason, he urgently needed more strength right now.

With his current physique, perhaps reaching Third Grade Great Grandmaster level could break through the defenses of Big Ice Lump and the rest!

With that thought in mind, Xu Yuan extended his spiritual sense, lightly sensing inside the chamber, and in an instant discovered the focal point of a Formation.

Because his father didn’t pursue material pleasures, the buildings within the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister’s Mansion lacked entertainment facilities. Conversely, a full range of Cultivation facilities was available.

The rooms of his siblings were all engraved with some of the world’s top Spirit Gathering Arrays. Once activated, an endless and inexhaustible supply of pure Origin Qi would fill the room.

As the Formation was activated, streams of Origin Qi mist, almost visible to the naked eye, appeared in every corner of the chamber.

Feeling the Origin Qi swirling around him, Xu Yuan closed his eyes and quietly began to practice the Blood Essence Meteoring Art.

The Origin Qi mist in the room started to boil, swirling towards Xu Yuan’s body and rushing in.

But moments later, the surging mist of Origin Qi suddenly paused, and Xu Yuan opened his blood-red glowing eyes to look around at the sea of Origin Qi mist with a peculiar expression.

He glanced at his palm, checked the Dantian within his body, then closed his eyes again to resume Cultivation. After a few moments, Xu Yuan stopped once more.

This time,

the look in Xu Yuan’s eyes was no longer perplexed but puzzled and astonished.

The instant the milky white, pure Origin Qi was drawn into his body and filtered through his meridians into his Dantian, it began to be deconstructed by the black Origin Qi within him, and then they dissolved each other.

"..." Xu Yuan smacked his lips and took a few rapid breaths.

After several more attempts and until only a third of the black Origin Qi remained in his Dantian, Xu Yuan finally confirmed something.