Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 292: Submissively Surrender

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Submissively Surrender

In this way, the Su Family would still be the Su Family!

The only difference is merely decades of patience and endurance!

One could say that, in this brief instant, Grandmaster Su had already fully drafted a century-long plan for the Su Family to depend on Yang Tian.

Such foresight was beyond what other members of the Su Family could imagine, showcasing Grandmaster Su’s brilliance!

Yet, just as Grandmaster Su was meticulously planning in his mind, something completely unexpected occurred. Yang Tian spoke indifferently: "I do not need the Su Family’s allegiance!"

"No... You don’t need it?"

The Su Family members were stunned for a moment, then felt an immense sense of relief in their hearts.

Was Yang Tian sparing the Su Family?

Some Su Family elders even immediately assumed that Yang Tian must be wary of the external forces like the police bureau’s special task force. Therefore, his acceptance of the entire Su Family might just be an exaggeration, ultimately only leading to financial compensation to avert disaster!

But Grandmaster Su’s expression shifted dramatically.

If Yang Tian didn’t want the Su Family’s allegiance, what did he want? Could it be...

Before Grandmaster Su could finish his thought, Yang Tian let out a cold snort and said: "Allegiance to me? Do you even deserve it? What I want is slaves!"

"You... you want the Su Family to serve as slaves? Keep dreaming!" Su Mi immediately shouted in outrage.

"Dreaming?"

Yang Tian gazed at Su Mi’s stunning features but kept his expression unchanged as he said, "From the beginning, you should have foreseen today’s outcome! Debts owed to me are not so easily forgotten!"

Speaking, Yang Tian raised his hand to grab at the air.

Grandmaster Su instantly clutched his chest in agony. A radiant orb, containing a single drop of Jing Blood, emerged from his body and was seized by Yang Tian before vanishing.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Grandmaster Su instantly transformed from a spirited middle-aged man into someone with graying hair and deep wrinkles appearing on his face. His previously sturdy legs grew weak and trembling, forcing him to slouch onto the Taishi Chair.

"You... you... you destroyed my cultivation?" Grandmaster Su exclaimed in shock.

Yang Tian didn’t even spare him a glance. He turned and walked out of the Su Family residence, speaking indifferently: "I merely reclaimed what belongs to me! By the way, I hail from the Binjiang Yang Family! My father’s name is Yang Zhigang, and my mother is... Su Lingyun!"

"You... you’re... Lingyun’s son?"

Upon hearing this, Grandmaster Su’s eyes widened in disbelief. Ultimately, his expression turned into a bitter smile as he slumped powerlessly to the ground...

"What... what? Master Lu died in the Su Family? How is that possible?"

"Not only did he die, but he was reduced to ash! Mr. Yang’s title as China’s strongest is no exaggeration! And there’s even more explosive news!"

"Something more explosive? What could be more shocking than Master Lu’s death?"

"You clearly don’t know! It’s rumored that Mr. Yang is none other than the son of Su Lingyun—the woman who eloped for love years ago and was abandoned by the Su Family!"

"No way! The son of the Su Family’s former top beauty, Eldest Lady Su? This... this is just too ironic! The Su Family must regret it bitterly now!"

"Regret? Bitterly doesn’t even begin to describe it! For what happened back then, the Su Family caused plenty of trouble for the Binjiang Yang Family. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—the Su Family has not only lost their entire clan but also all their dignity!"

Conversations like this mushroomed across the land after the confrontation at the Su Family.

As they say, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

In the past, the Su Family—big and domineering—oppressed countless other clans into submission under their tyranny.

Now that the Su Family had fallen, those same clans were eager to trample them further.

Simultaneously, the once-taboo tale of Yang Zhigang and Su Lingyun now emerged as a celebrated legend!

The love deemed unworthy back then had now blossomed and borne fruit, with their son overturning the entirety of the Su Family with sheer force!

Was there any love story more inspirational?

In fact, after this incident, many aristocratic women broke free from family-ordained marriages and dared to chase their happiness, following Su Lingyun’s footsteps.

Of course, Yang Tian cared little about any of this—or perhaps did not have the time to care.

For after reclaiming Grandmaster Su’s drop of Jing Blood, Yang Tian secluded himself in a hotel owned by the Li Family to begin closed-door cultivation.

To restore his mother Su Lingyun’s memories, he needed the Mid-Autumn full moon night to activate the Bloodline Channeling Technique using this drop of Jing Blood from her father, Grandmaster Su.

To ensure he would be ready in time, Yang Tian specifically asked Li Tian to bring his mother Su Lingyun, his father Yang Zhigang, his sister Yang Shanshan, and even Ji Yanran together.

Tonight was none other than the Mid-Autumn Festival—the appointed time for Yang Tian to perform the Bloodline Channeling Technique.

Watching his mother now, eyes tightly shut, Yang Tian took a deep breath, his eyes filled with concern, and wrapped the Jing Blood in Devil Essence. He brought it to the window, where moonlight shone through.

"Heavenly Wuji, lunar radiance gathers, the origin of divine resonance, the restoration of the soul!"

Yang Tian’s fingers rapidly performed gestures before pressing them firmly onto the Jing Blood.

Instantly, threads of visible white lunar radiance descended from the sky, merging directly into the Jing Blood.

The Jing Blood, infused with the lunar energy, began to glow brighter and brighter.

Seeing this, Yang Tian couldn’t help but sigh. "My mother’s amnesia resulted from soul damage. Not even the Xuanyin Sect’s Xuanling Confusing Sound Flute could fully repair it. Now, I can only hope this lunar energy will prove effective."

Speaking thus, Yang Tian manipulated the spell further, guiding the Jing Blood above Su Lingyun’s head until it slowly descended onto her skull, disappearing entirely.

At that moment, Yang Tian froze, holding his breath, his palms damp with sweat.

This was the tensest moment of his life—even compared to the life-and-death confrontation in Japan against Team Zero and those fighter jets.

Because now, it was about his mother!

Yang Tian’s father, his younger sister, and even Yang Tian himself—all depended on Su Lingyun for this family to feel whole.

While no one explicitly said it, Yang Tian knew the truth: since Su Lingyun’s amnesia, his father Yang Zhigang and his sister Yang Shanshan had lost their appetite and grown increasingly frail day by day.

If Su Lingyun couldn’t regain her memory, couldn’t return to their family, even possessing the heavens-shattering Divine Skills wouldn’t allow Yang Tian to mend this broken bond!

"Mom! Wake up! Dad, Shanshan, and I are all waiting for you to get better, waiting for you to come home!"

"Mom, I’ve already crushed the Su Family that oppressed us all those years. Even that unfeeling grandfather of mine has publicly admitted his mistakes!"

"Mom! I need you to regain your memory, to take your place in the Su Family, to become its new matriarch! We need you and Dad to stand together and show every single Su Family member who once belittled us that none of us are to be looked down upon!"

"Mom!!!"

Drip!

As Yang Tian kept calling out, a single tear slid from Su Lingyun’s tightly shut eyes, landing softly on the ground.

At that same moment, the arm Yang Tian knew best—the one that had nurtured him since childhood—wrapped around him and pulled him into an embrace.

Su Lingyun slowly opened her eyes, her face glowing with warmth and tenderness, as she smiled and said, "Xiao Tian, these days I’ve made you worry so much!"

Boom!

Yang Tian immediately felt a surge of emotion flood his heart. Tears welled up in his eyes as he beamed with joy: "Mom, you... you’ve finally regained your memory!"