Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1613 - 1606: The Son Takes the Father’s Place

Chapter 1613: Chapter 1606: The Son Takes the Father’s Place

"You should have died long ago..."

As Huayu Ting spoke, tears suddenly poured down like rain, and his voice began to choke up.

"I actually naively thought that one day you would accept Fei Yu and the children. As expected, as expected, I was too naive, haha..." Huayu Ting seemed somewhat hysterical, speaking bitterly, "Had I known earlier, I would have removed you as an obstacle from the start; then Yun Er wouldn’t have died."

"Father, why aren’t you moving? Are you dead?"

Huayu Ting stared blankly at Huayu Tong, who ultimately lost his breath and was convulsing in front of him. Far from feeling relieved, his heart only grew angrier.

"Do you think, do you think that by doing this, you can repay Yun Er’s life? Don’t even think about it, never, it will never be enough!!" Huayu Ting suddenly roared with rage.

Just then, he suddenly felt a surge of Qi Force attacking from behind. The battle-hardened him was not the least bit panicked; he immediately mobilized the magical power within his body to form a defense layer and turned around to receive the strike head-on.

He saw a shadow flash from the doorway to his front in the blink of an eye with such speed that even he was caught a bit off guard.

But Huayu Ting was, after all, Huayu Ting. As a Dual Dao Cultivator and having roamed the jianghu for so many years, he was not someone who could be easily ambushed.

Once he dissipated the Qi Force, the assailant had already reached him. He sent a palm strike aiming straight for Huayu Ting’s Qi field in his abdomen.

Huayu Ting, unruffled, immediately counterattacked with a backhand slap. Their palms collided heavily, setting off a powerful blast of air, what is known as Magical Fluctuations.

A pure contest of inner strength is the most common and fairest form of attack among Kyushu’s Cultivators. This method relies purely on individual cultivation and magical power reserves, and the damage inflicted can be controlled within an acceptable range.

A loud boom resonated through the air, and both parties withdrew their palms and retreated. The assailant did several backward rolls to halt his reversing momentum.

However, Huayu Ting didn’t fare much better himself. He barely took two steps back but used his robust meridians to withstand the intensely powerful injection of magical power from his opponent and slowly diffused and released it.

After taking a deep breath, Huayu Ting looked toward the shadow. Although the figure was wrapped in black cloth from head to toe, Huayu Ting could still recognize his identity.

"Long time no see, elder brother, your skills have greatly improved," Huayu Ting said eerily.

"You, you actually killed the old Patriarch; he is your..." The elder brother’s eyes widened, looking at Huayu Tong hanging from the beam.

He was about to fiercely reprimand Huayu Ting, but upon spotting the mangled body of Huayu Yun on the ground, he was instantly silenced.

The elder brother recognized Huayu Yun and also knew Huayu Ting’s family. He knew that for Huayu Ting, Fei Yu and the children were his true family.

In fact, when Huayu Ting had his first child, he already knew this, but as his elder brother, for the first time, he violated the creed of the Shadow Guard and kept the secret of Huayu Ting and Fei Yu from the Patriarch Huayu Tong.

"Yun Er is dead, tortured to death by him..." Huayu Ting spoke and suddenly started sobbing pitifully.

"But you..." For a moment, the elder brother’s gaze wavered.

"Elder brother," Huayu Ting swallowed his saliva, put aside his grief, and staring at his elder brother said, "I am set to be the next Patriarch of the Huayu Family. Now that the old Patriarch has hanged himself, I naturally become the new Patriarch. As a Shadow Guard, shouldn’t you, elder brother, swear loyalty to me?"

"Hanged himself to death..." The elder brother’s eyes widened in shock upon hearing this.

"Isn’t that so?" Huayu Ting said, starting to gather the magical power within his body, apparently preparing for any eventualities.

"The elders of the family believe that only I am fit to assume the position of Patriarch. If I say father hung himself, they will recognize that. What’s the point of such a useless person living another two or three decades?" Huayu Ting spoke coldly.

The elder brother stared at Huayu Ting, astonished that he could utter such cold-hearted words. It seemed that in his eyes, the old Patriarch had always been an obstacle to his ascension.

He never had even the slightest affection for Huayu Tong.

After having children, he transferred all of that affection to his children, while being rather indifferent to his father and siblings in the family.

"Doesn’t elder brother also think so?" Huayu Ting readied himself and then took a deep breath and asked calmly.

Huayu Ting’s question interrupted his senior brother’s reminiscence, causing him to gather his thoughts and inevitably start contemplating the choice before him.

To denounce Huayu Ting, or to choose to conceal this matter and place Huayu Ting on the Patriarch’s throne.

After pondering for a moment, the senior brother felt he had no choice at all.

If he were to denounce Huayu Ting, he and Fei Yu’s family would undoubtedly be hunted down by the Huayu Family. With his nature and strength, if the Huayu Family were to attempt this, regardless of success or failure, they would suffer greatly, possibly devolving into a second-rate power, no longer able to maintain their dominant status in Hua State.

If he were to help Huayu Ting conceal this affair, although it would be unfair to the old Patriarch, upon careful thought, there would be no other troubles.

As a rising star, Huayu Ting’s strength was on the verge of breaking through to the Golden Core Realm, fully capable of taking on the heavy responsibility of leading the Huayu Family. This way, Fei Yu and the children could also be properly taken care of.

The senior brother knew Huayu Ting well; he understood the place Fei Yu’s family held in his heart. He knew that if Fei Yu and the children were harmed, Huayu Ting would have a drastic reaction.

To put it unpleasantly, the fact he could hang his own father was actually restraint; otherwise, Huayu Tong might not even be left with a complete corpse.

And so, after much deliberation, the senior brother exhaled a long sigh and chose to submit.

He could be seen slowly kneeling on one knee, bowing his head, and with due respect, he said, "Your subordinate, Shadow Guard, greets the new Patriarch of the Huayu Family."

Seeing his senior brother kneeling in submission, Huayu Ting let out a cold sneer, but this smile was more painful than crying.

He gently wiped the tear stains from his face, sniffled, turned around, and said, "Take care of the old Patriarch’s body, don’t let anyone notice anything amiss."

"Your subordinate obeys," the senior brother replied respectfully.

After giving the orders, he bent down to pick up the tiny body of Huayu Yun. Despite being as strong as steel, the man let out tears the moment he lifted his son’s body.

"Master..." the senior brother called out.

"Take care of this place, I want to go home, to take the child back home," said Huayu Ting, holding Huayu Yun tightly, his voice breaking with sobs.

"Your subordinate obeys!" the senior brother nodded.

"Condolences..." After a moment’s hesitation, he offered the concern of a senior brother.

But no sooner had his voice faded than Huayu Ting had vanished. The senior brother knew too well; the Banshan technique was taught by him, and Huayu Ting had even surpassed the teacher. Basically, if Huayu Ting wanted to leave, there were few who could stop him.

Carrying the child, Huayu Ting sped all the way, reaching Fei Yu’s hiding place in just ten hours.

At that time, the doors of the other courtyard were tightly shut, with only a faint candlelight shining. Huayu Ting entered the courtyard, gently put down the child, and then pushed open the door and walked inside.

Inside, the children sat quietly together, innocently looking up at the fearful face of Fei Yu. Seeing her husband return, Fei Yu could hardly conceal her panic and took the initiative to meet him.

"Husband..." Fei Yu’s voice trembled as she called out.

"Let the children rest in the inner room, I have something to ask you," Huayu Ting said indifferently, without showing any reaction.

"Yes, yes..." Fei Yu guessed what was coming, then stiffly turned around, mechanically ushered the children into the room and then firmly closed the door.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Huayu Ting holding an oblong object wrapped in a veil. The anxiety in her heart turned to reality, and she collapsed to the ground, her legs giving out beneath her.

Huayu Ting slowly placed the object down, then unwrapped the veil layer by layer. At the sight of the child, Fei Yu’s breathing nearly stopped; she covered her mouth, staring despondently at the dried blood on the child’s body as tears uncontrollably overflowed from her eyes.

"My child...sob sob..." Fei Yu tried to speak but instantly broke into unintelligible sobs. Choking up, she couldn’t utter a single word.

"This is what you, as a mother, have done. Why, why?" Huayu Ting closed his eyes and asked in agony.

"I..." Fei Yu attempted to defend herself, but before she could start, she received a resounding slap, sending her sprawling to the ground.