I was just making up techniques... how did all of you become Emperors?

"That's right, I'm his grandfather."

In the courtyard, Mo Yu explained his identity to Chu Feng and the others.

Chu Feng looked at Wang Baole, who stood excitedly beside the old man, and said with a smile, "So the 'grandfather' Baole spoke of is Elder Mo. Please, have a seat."

"You first, Chief Chu."

Mo Yu no longer carried the hostility he had when he first arrived at the Miscellaneous Dao Institute. After seeing Wang Baole's cultivation and hearing about his years of training here, he realized that this seemingly ordinary young man was, in fact, a formidable half-saint, with many outstanding disciples under him.

Thinking back to the outburst he made outside the kitchen earlier, he couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

Once everyone was seated, Chu Feng, as host, began serving food and drinks.

After a few rounds of wine.

Chu Feng was the first to speak, "Elder Mo, did you come to Wendao Academy just to visit Baole?"

Mo Yu replied, "To be frank, Chief Chu, I originally came intending to take Baole away from the academy. But after seeing how far he's come, I realize my meager abilities can no longer guide this boy. However, I do have a request to make of you."

"Go ahead and speak."

Chu Feng neither agreed nor refused. Even if the other party was Wang Baole's grandfather, he wouldn't give his word lightly.

Mo Yu did not hide anything and said directly, "I wish to take Baole back with me to Tiandao Mountain Villa to reclaim our rightful position."

Chu Feng smiled, "This is Baole's personal matter. I naturally won't interfere too much."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu's eyes lit up. "Many thanks, Chief Chu."

Wang Baole, standing to the side, asked, "Grandfather, now that I'm a True Fate cultivator, can you tell me about our family's past? Why, if I came from a noble background, did I have to become a live-in son-in-law of the Wang family?"

He held no resentment toward his grandfather—he simply wanted to understand.

People love gossip. Everyone turned their gaze toward Mo Yu.

Mo Yu did not answer right away. He drained his cup in one go and slowly said, "This began 160 years ago.

At that time, I had only returned to Tiandao Mountain Villa for about sixty years. I planned to marry and have children after the young lord selection tournament. But in that tournament, I lost.

I lost to a collateral family member, a son born of a concubine. Naturally, the elders of the villa didn't want someone like that inheriting the position of villa lord, so they secretly set traps for him and ultimately had him assassinated during a training expedition.

We thought the matter was over. I married my first wife and had a child.

But peace didn't last. Sixty years later, he came back—with a demonic blade in hand. Alone, he slaughtered half of Tiandao Mountain Villa.

Thanks to a treasure left by my ancestor, I narrowly escaped. Your grandmother saved me, and I've been living in hiding ever since."

Everyone fell silent after hearing this. All eyes turned to Wang Baole.

Wang Baole said, "Grandfather, I'll avenge you. But I won't inherit Tiandao Mountain Villa. My goal is the stars and the sea. A mere mountain villa cannot satisfy my ambition."

Mo Yu wasn't angry at these words. Instead, he laughed. "Good, good. Truly my bloodline. With you saying that, I can now duel that man in peace!"

Elder Bai's face changed dramatically upon hearing this. He quickly said, "Senior Brother Mo, you mustn't. That Moshadao Wang has been in the Nirvana realm for over a hundred years and has even earned a title. You've only just broken through into Nirvana—you're no match for him."

Mo Yu smiled. "It's fine. I've comprehended the eighth form of the ancestral Heavenly Blade—Invincible Among Equals. That mere Moshadao won't be able to stop me!"

Silence fell over the table.

What Mo Yu didn't expect was that everyone from the Miscellaneous Dao Institute gave him a look like he was a fool. Even his own grandson bowed his head in shame.

Damn, loose lips. Just broke through Nirvana and got cocky—completely forgot that this whole courtyard is full of monsters.

Chu Feng was the first to break the silence. "Come, drink, drink. We'll talk about the rest later."

With that, the atmosphere at the table quickly returned to normal.

After the meal.

Mo Yu and Elder Bai took their leave.

On the way, Elder Bai said, "Senior Brother Mo, are you sure you won't reconsider or perhaps try another method?"

Mo Yu looked at Elder Bai, confused. "Junior Brother Bai, are you implying that I'm no match for Moshadao?"

Elder Bai replied, "That's right. Even with your understanding of the Heavenly Blade, you're still no match. From what I know, the Moshadao inheritance is no weaker than the Heavenly Blade. Otherwise, how could he have defeated the old villa lord right after breaking into Nirvana back then?"

"My grandfather was injured at the time."

Mo Yu answered defiantly. This matter still weighed heavily on him.

Elder Bai calmly said, "Since we're fellow disciples, I'll give you a piece of advice. If you're going to seek revenge, bring Baole with you."

???

Mo Yu looked at Elder Bai suspiciously. Was this old guy implying that he, a Nirvana realm cultivator, wasn't as good as Baole—a mere True Fate cultivator?

...

Inside the Miscellaneous Dao Institute.

Wang Baole stared at his grandfather's departing figure, unable to come back to himself for a long while.

Seeing this, Chu Feng walked over and patted his shoulder. "Worried about your grandfather?"

Wang Baole nodded. "Even though I don't remember much about him, he was willing to take me away from the Wang family and gave me his precious Wendao Token. That's what allowed me to become Master's disciple. Most importantly, he's my only family in this world."

Chu Feng smiled. "If you're so concerned, why not go back with him and see?"

"But I'm not strong enough yet."

Wang Baole felt a strong desire to devour everything, to become a Nirvana cultivator and help his grandfather fulfill his wish.

Chu Feng smiled. "You're indeed not strong enough—but don't forget, you still have your master."

Wang Baole's eyes lit up. "Master, would you be willing to come with me to Tiandao Mountain Villa?"

"A mere Nirvana cultivator—do I really need to take action myself?"

Chu Feng paused. "Sometimes, borrowing external power is also a kind of skill."

Wang Baole seemed deep in thought after hearing this.

Chu Feng said no more and turned to leave.

A long while later, Wang Baole's eyes lit up. He had made up his mind. He pulled out a sword jade from his storage ring, then a sachet and an embroidered handkerchief.

He put all three back into his storage ring and flew toward the Outer Affairs Court.

...

"Grandfather, Elder Bai, I'm here."

Following Elder Bai's steward, Wang Baole entered the elder's separate courtyard and greeted the two of them.

Mo Yu looked at his grandson in confusion. "Baole, why aren't you cultivating in the Miscellaneous Dao Institute? What brings you here?"

Wang Baole answered firmly, "I've made up my mind. I'm going to Tiandao Mountain Villa with you to fulfill your wish!"

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