Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 953 - 953 939 Irreversible Fate (2)

Chapter 953: 939, Irreversible Fate (2) Chapter 953: 939, Irreversible Fate (2) “That’s right.”

Bai Jue had mentioned it casually, not expecting Grandpa to confirm his words the very next second.

“Grandpa, what other status did Grandma have? Didn’t she tell you that after her family’s business failed, they drove her out, and then she founded the Jian Family with you?” Jian Luo frowned, completely dizzy with the turn of events.

“That was just a blindfold for outsiders,” Grandpa said.

Jian Luo, “Ah?”

“Your Grandma actually came from a mysterious tribe. That place was isolated from the world and was adept at the art of controlling gu. The tribe would select a new sacred female every twenty years. Each sacred female was highly respected within the tribe, possessing an exalted status. However, compared to that, to be a sacred female also meant paying a great price,” Grandpa said, his mood becoming somewhat heavy as he recounted those bygone events.

“Each sacred female had to maintain their purity, never allowed to marry or have children. Moreover, each sacred female spent their days learning the art of gu control and had to calculate the tribe’s fortune every few years. It is said that fate should not be revealed, probing into fate could shorten one’s lifespan, and no sacred female lived past the age of forty.”

A pin drop could be heard, and the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing.

No one would have thought that there was such a story behind it all, and that their Grandma had such an identity.

Jian Qing’s eyes grew colder, as if one mystery was slowly unraveling, while another larger one was approaching them.

“Grandpa, so did Shen Hua’s parents also come from that tribe? What happened afterward?” Black Jack asked.

Thinking of something, Grandpa’s stern face softened slightly, and a faint smile crept onto his lips, “Maybe it was fate. Back then, I was just a poor kid fighting for others in the Black Market. Not wanting to continue that life, I ran away, but those people chased me. In the end, cornered and facing certain death if caught, I thought it better to take a gamble and jump into the sea, hoping for a slim chance of survival.”

With that, the image of him meeting his wife for the first time appeared in his mind—her deep and lovely features, her smile gentle as water, was the biggest attachment of his life.

“So, I chose to jump into the sea. When I woke up, I was already in your Grandma’s tribe. Normally, the tribe did not allow outsiders to enter. Your Grandma saved me and hid me. Otherwise, if I hadn’t died in the sea, the tribe’s people would have beaten me to death and thrown me out,” he spoke lightly, but only he understood the peril within.

“What happened next?” Bai Jue’s curiosity was piqued.

Grandpa’s wrinkled face rarely flushed, and he cleared his throat, “Then I pursued your Grandma, and then we planned to escape. However, the tribe’s elders found out. A great battle ensued, and Shen Hua’s father, your Grandma’s protector, helped us. He died in that battle.”

“After that, you and Grandma destroyed that tribe and founded the Jian Family in M Country?” Jian Luo asked.

Grandpa Jian nodded, “After the great war, your grandma, along with her cousin, and I went to M Country. All techniques of Gu control from that tribe were destroyed by your grandma. At the same time, your grandma also swore she would no longer use the art of Gu control, nor would she use her own life to explore the secrets of fate.”

Jian Luo understood suddenly.

“Grandpa Jian, do the Shen Hua brothers have any disputes with you? Why haven’t we seen them for so many years?” Bai Jue asked, “You’ve never mentioned them before.”

“Alas!”

Old Master Jian heaved a long sigh, “Shen Hua and Shen Yan were two years older than Weiwei. Since they were young, they had doted on Weiwei like a younger sister, and Weiwei also enjoyed playing with them. She liked being with Shen Yan even more than with Shen Hua. Whenever the two got into mischief and caused trouble, it was always Shen Hua who cleaned up their messes. After scolding them, they would still indulge them the next time. Honestly speaking, Shen Hua was a very good elder brother. Sometimes when Weiwei and Shen Yan caused trouble, Shen Hua would cover for them, and all three of them would often be reprimanded by me together.”

Black Jack glanced at Jian Luo and asked, “If their relationship was so good, what caused the dispute between them and your family?”

Old Master Jian said, “Shen Yan was born with a congenital heart disease, and his health was poor from childhood. He would get fevers and fall sick every other day. Because of this, Shen Hua and Weiwei took extra care of him. Shen Hua had always been running around looking for a suitable heart for a transplant for Shen Yan, but as fate would have it, a suitable heart was never found, and Shen Yan’s condition continued to worsen.”

He paused halfway through his words, then continued, “Later, Shen Hua somehow learned that Little Qingqing’s grandma could control Gu, so he sought her out, hoping she would use the art of Gu control to keep Shen Yan’s condition at bay and spare him from suffering. When I found out about this, I had a talk with Shen Hua and told him it was impossible.”

“He still wouldn’t give up?” Jian Qing said softly.

Old Master Jian nodded, “Yes, after that conversation, our relationship became somewhat strained. Later, Shen Hua overheard a conversation between me and Little Qingqing’s grandma in the study room. I forbade your grandma from using the Gu control art, especially not to sacrifice her own life to calculate Shen Yan’s lifespan. After that, Shen Hua had a quarrel with us. At the time, Shen Yan was ill, and he took advantage of the situation to take Shen Yan away in the middle of the night when we were not aware.”

“And then you never saw them again?” Jian Luo asked.

“Yes, we kept looking for them, but Shen Hua was determined to hide from us, and we couldn’t find them,” Old Master Jian said, “Shen Hua is stubborn, and once he’s set on something, it’s very hard to change his mind. On the contrary, Shen Yan has a gentle personality. Many times, he himself tried to reassure us not to worry about him. He’s a good child, and I understand Shen Hua; he just desperately wanted his brother to get well, so I don’t blame him.”

People from the tribe were very wary of making oaths, knowing the consequences of breaking an oath and using the art of Gu control were too high to gamble with. He couldn’t risk the lives of those he loved most as a joke.

“But Grandpa, why did you think Shen Hua was already dead?” Jian Qing recalled the look of astonishment that had briefly crossed the old man’s face when he heard Shen Hua’s name.

“Back when Shen Hua and the others disappeared, Weiwei also went missing. While we were busy searching for Weiwei, we suddenly received a letter in Shen Yan’s handwriting, stating the news of Shen Hua’s death. It was hastily written and did not clarify the cause of Shen Hua’s death.”

Old Master Jian unlocked his phone and looked at the yellowed photo, smiling bitterly, “Actually, Shen Hua didn’t know that Little Qingqing’s grandma’s heart was a match for Shen Yan. Little Qingqing’s grandma had already planned that, after her death, her heart would be donated to Shen Yan. Shen Hua called us heartless, but he didn’t know that even without using the art of Gu control, Little Qingqing’s grandma wouldn’t live past sixty. This is the greatest sorrow of being a ‘Saintess’; it is a destiny that can’t be reversed.”