Chapter 133: Su Che Returns Home

An hour later, Su Yuntang walked out of the Su family’s manor alone.
Though this was a desperate act of sacrifice, to keep it secret, no one else could accompany or see him off. The old man had made up his mind, and no one could persuade him.
Moreover, not many people were allowed to know about this, otherwise, the women’s cries and wails would surely arouse suspicion among those rogue cultivators.
In the council hall, Su Yunshan wept bitterly—his third brother was actually going to…
Su Qinglin’s face turned purple as he sat frozen in his chair, unable to speak or move, only able to roar inwardly. Just moments ago, his father had come to hug him, only to suddenly seal all his meridians.
When others tried to stop Su Yuntang, the old man glared darkly and declared, “Whoever tries to stop me will die here!”
Before leaving, Su Yuntang rubbed the back of his son’s head twice and said softly, “You have a good son. My son is truly remarkable too!”
And so, Su Qinglin could only watch as his father’s figure disappeared through the hall door, unable to take his place in that task…
“Qinglin.”
Su Yunshan, the family head, spoke in a trembling voice, trying to be gentle, “You’re only at the third level of Qi cultivation— you can’t do this.”
Su Qinglin was only at the third level, lacking the ability to use the Soul-Burning Technique, which required higher levels of Qi cultivation.
“My son… I’m useless!”
Su Qinglin couldn’t speak, his eyes tearing up as blood and tears streamed down his face…
…
Half an hour later, a crimson streak of light appeared in the sky and soon reached above the Su family’s manor.
Relying on some remaining memories, Su Che took a slight detour before finally finding the Su family’s manor in Sujiang County.
After landing, Su Che thought, “The Su family is generous—they keep their manor gates open at all times, allowing beggars to enter anytime.”
Lao He added, “Judging from that little girl Su Nianer’s behavior, the Su family has quite good upbringing.”
Upon entering the gate, they encountered a middle-aged man cleaning the courtyard. He was stunned upon seeing Su Che, then showed surprise, disbelief, and finally, with a trembling voice, asked cautiously, “Young Master Sun… are you really Young Master Sun?”
To be honest, Su Che had no memory of such a servant. Moreover, having been away from home for years and grown from twelve to eighteen, his appearance had changed greatly, so even this servant might not recognize him.
“Yes, I am Su Che,” Su Che replied gently with a smile.

“It’s really Young Master Sun! It really is Young Master Sun!”
The middle-aged man dropped his broom, turned around, and shouted at the top of his voice, “Young Master Sun has returned! Young Master Sun has returned…”
As more and more servants saw Su Che, the entire manor became in an uproar.
In the ancestral hall, the family head Su Yunshan and the others faintly heard the cries of “Young Master Sun has returned.” At first, they paid no attention, planning to scold the servants for their unnecessary noise. After all, there were many Young Masters Sun in the family—was it really necessary to make such a fuss even if just one of them returned?
Make a fuss?
The elders weren’t fools; they immediately realized that there could only be one Young Master Sun who would cause such a reaction—namely…
“Could it be Che?”
Su Yunshan sprang to his feet abruptly.
“Ugh, ugh…”
Su Qinglin’s face was covered in blood, and he made strange noises, desperately signaling to his second uncle to release the pressure on his meridians.
Su Yunshan hesitated for a moment before saying, “I can release it for you, but don’t act rashly or recklessly.”
Su Qinglin blinked frantically…
As soon as the restraint on his meridians was lifted, Su Qinglin spat out a mouthful of blood. He tried to stand up but lost his balance and sat back down, his voice hoarse as he said, “Second uncle, please let Che save my father. Che has the ability to do it.”
“Mm, mm.”
Su Yunshan nodded firmly and rushed outside immediately.
In their minds, although Su Che was only at the highest level of the Qi Cultivation stage and not a match for those two Foundation Establishment cultivators in terms of strength, his status as an inner disciple of the Tianxuan Sect still carried a certain degree of deterrence.
With his return, perhaps the Su family could be saved.
At that moment, surrounded by numerous servants, Su Che headed deeper into the manor. But as he walked, Lao He suddenly became alert. “Master, in an courtyard to the east, I sense two Foundation Establishment cultivators. There are also seven cultivators at the later stages of Qi Cultivation. Judging from their attire, they seem to be rogue cultivators with no sect affiliation.”
“Two rogue cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage?”
Su Che frowned, sensing that something wasn’t right with the Su family.
After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, Su Che had developed a spiritual sense, but its range was only a little over thirty feet, and its penetration ability was far inferior to Lao He’s detection skills. Therefore, he still relied on Lao He in these matters.
Due to the great distance, the two rogue cultivators in the eastern courtyard hadn’t noticed Su Che yet.
Out of caution and suspicion, Su Che immediately adjusted the fluctuations of his spiritual energy to disguise himself as someone at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation, so as not to alert these unidentified rogue cultivators.

In the reception hall at the center of the manor, Su Che met up with Su Yunshan and the others.
“Second Grandpa, uncles, I’m back,” Su Che said, bowing in greeting.
“Che!”
The elders called out in unison, each one showing clear joy on their faces.
Only Su Yunshan’s expression of surprise suddenly changed as he asked in astonishment, “Che, what’s with your cultivation level…?”
He had expected him to be at the highest level of Qi Cultivation, but upon seeing that he was only at the seventh level, Su Yunshan’s heart sank—he thought Su Che must have suffered serious injuries, causing his cultivation level to drop…
This was bad news. Even with his status as a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect’s inner circle, a cultivation level of just the seventh might not be enough to deal with those independent cultivators.
Su Che, however, smiled slightly and explained in a low voice, “It’s fake. I adjusted the fluctuations of my spiritual energy.”
“Oh, you know such tricks…”
Su Yunshan let out a long sigh, thinking to himself, “Thank goodness…”
Su Che had sharp eyes and had already noticed that the family elders seemed to have just cried, even Second Grandpa.
As the head of the family, what kind of serious event could make such a strong old man cry?
Moreover, Su Qinglin and Su Yuntang were nowhere to be seen among the elders. Su Che’s heart skipped a beat as he wondered, “Could something terrible have happened to those two?”
Although they couldn’t be considered true family due to the soul transfer, it wouldn’t be wrong to treat them as relatives. So, Su Che was quite concerned about their safety.
Without waiting for the elders to speak, Su Che lowered his voice and said firmly, “Second Grandpa, let’s go somewhere quiet to talk.”
“Yes, let’s go to the council hall.”
Su Yunshan nodded in agreement, thinking to himself, “This child has truly grown up. He’s so calm…”
On their way to the council hall, they encountered Su Qinglin, who was following behind. His steps were unsteady, and his face was pale, as if he had been seriously ill. Su Che immediately realized he had suffered severe internal injuries.
But what he didn’t know was that these injuries weren’t physical but emotional.
“Che, go save your grandfather quickly! Go save him…”
Su Qinglin rushed up and grabbed Su Che’s arm, his face covered in bloody tears, a terrifying sight.
“Dad, don’t worry. Explain what happened so I can figure out how to save him,” Su Che said. Of course, he wouldn’t lose his composure. He helped Su Qinglin walk toward the council hall.
But to the elders, this calmness seemed overly steady, almost frightening…

What kind of things has an eighteen-year-old child had to go through over these years to become so hardened, with a heart as tough as steel?
Su Che had indeed changed, but not in the way they thought…
Of course, at such a critical moment, it wasn’t the time to analyze Su Che’s personality. Everyone entered the council hall. The family head, Su Jingshan, spoke concisely, using as few words as possible, and quickly explained the situation.
In fact, aside from Su Qinglin, the others were quite rational. They didn’t want Su Che to go to Su Jiang to rescue Su Yuntang, fearing that Su Che wouldn’t be a match for that Silver Beard Dragon and might lose his grandson as well, just like his grandfather.
So, no matter how anxious Su Qinglin was, Su Yunsan and the others still wanted to explain everything clearly, letting Su Che decide his next move on his own.
“The Soul-Burning Art…”
Su Che’s heart grew heavy. “The beast path! Reincarnated into the beast path? How could such a respectable old man end up like this?”
Save him!
There was nothing more to say.
“Dad, I’ll take you to save Grandpa. Please show me the way.”
“Okay, okay.” Su Qinglin rushed over quickly.
Su Yunsan moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but held back. The complexity and conflict in his heart were beyond anyone else’s understanding…
Being the head of a family wasn’t easy.
Just as Su Che and Su Qinglin left the council hall, ready to fly away, they heard Lao He’s warning: “Master, those bunch of scoundrel cultivators are coming this way.”
Su Che sighed. With those guys arriving, he would be overwhelmed. Saving Su Yuntang was crucial, but the entire Su family was even more important.
“Che, let’s go! What’s wrong?” Su Qinglin urged anxiously.
“I can’t leave for now,” Su Che said gravely. “Those scoundrels are coming.”
Led by two Foundation Establishment cultivators, those rogue cultivators had heard the commotion from the servants and quickly deduced that it must be Su family’s most promising grandson—the precious son Su Qinglin often mentioned, a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect.
So, they all set out together, coming this way to find out more about Su Che before deciding their next move.
The group entered the courtyard of the council hall. The leaders were of different heights—one tall and fair-skinned, at the early Foundation Establishment stage; the other short and dark-skinned, at the middle Foundation Establishment stage. Though they weren’t demon cultivators, their expressions and demeanor also lacked any sense of righteousness.