Is there such a thing as delayed self-defense?
The lag is way too high.
Yang Honghui was speechless.
Soon, he received a notice from the Martial Arts Association.
"Protect Chen Feng and await further arrangements."
The message was clear.
Shield Chen Feng.
The Wei family had already dispatched a private jet to Jiangcheng to retrieve Wei Guangming.
As for Xiao Ruohan, who was also severely injured, after receiving basic treatment, she was detained for a month.
The reason? Previously spreading rumors online, falsely accusing Chen Feng of being a member of the Devouring Sky Club.
Xiao Ruohan felt deeply wronged this time.
The woman who had driven her mother to suicide had personally claimed to be Chen Feng’s disciple.
To be safe, Chen Feng was also detained for two days.
In reality, it was to prevent any unforeseen incidents.
Soon, the higher-ups’ arrangements came through.
Yang Honghui approached Chen Feng again.
"Xiao Chen, what are your plans now?"
At the moment, Chen Feng had only one plan in mind.
Move!
To somewhere closer to Kunlun Mountain.
Living in Jiangcheng made trips to Kunlun far too inconvenient.
"I plan to move to Kunlun City."
Kunlun City?
Yang Honghui frowned but quickly relaxed.
"Alright, wait a couple of days. For your safety, the higher-ups have special arrangements."
Chen Feng knew his current status would inevitably draw special attention—and protection—from the Martial Arts Association.
Soon, Yang Honghui returned with an update.
"Xiao Chen, everything’s been arranged in Kunlun City."
"I’ll go with you."
"From now on, you’ll also serve as the Honorary Vice President of the Kunlun City branch."
"This way, the Eight Great Families won’t dare act recklessly against you."
Since Yang Honghui was familiar with Chen Feng,
he was also transferred to serve as the head of the Kunlun City branch.
The former Kunlun City branch head was reassigned to Jiangcheng.
On the Martial Arts Association’s private jet,
Yang Honghui briefed Chen Feng on the arrangements as instructed.
The Association’s plans differed slightly from what Chen Feng had imagined.
Especially when he saw the residence in Kunlun City.
Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei were stunned.
It was a massive estate, bordered by a small river.
Just a kilometer away lay the mist-shrouded boundaries of Kunlun Mountain.
But the sign at the estate’s entrance left Chen Feng puzzled.
"Kunlun Sanatorium!"
"The Martial Arts Association is putting me in a sanatorium?"
Yang Honghui quickly explained.
"Don’t make a fuss. It’s called a sanatorium, but only two people actually live there—the rest are staff."
"One is the Association’s retired Martial Saint."
"The other was also a Martial Saint, but due to extreme old age, his cultivation has fallen to Martial Venerable."
Old Master Jin was shocked.
He hadn’t expected Chen Feng to be housed alongside two Martial Saints.
Now Chen Feng understood the Association’s intent.
This was their way of ensuring his safety.
The Kunlun Sanatorium had nine villas in total.
The two elder Martial Saints each occupied one.
Medical staff lived in another.
Other personnel took up a fourth.
The remaining five villas were currently vacant.
The environment was impeccable.
Organic orchards, vegetable gardens, and livestock farms.
A park, river, and running track—all meticulously maintained.
There was even a private airstrip reserved for the Martial Arts Association.
Dedicated vehicles were provided for outings.
Best of all? Everything was free.
Chen Feng sighed inwardly.
"Is this how humans live?"
Comparing his past life—where he couldn’t even afford beef in his noodles—to this…
The insult was minimal, but the emotional damage was severe.
"Was that even a human existence?"
His villa, already cleaned and prepared, stood beside those of the two Martial Saints.
Meanwhile, in the Wei family’s ancestral home in the Holy Capital,
Wei Guangming had been discharged from the hospital, though his face remained pale.
His cousin, Wei Guangzheng, looked at the once-promising younger man and sighed softly.
"Go see the Ancestor."
Wei Guangming said nothing, but his body stiffened imperceptibly.
After a long pause, he finally walked toward the forbidden rear courtyard.
This area was restricted to all but the Wei family’s two other Martial Saints.
Even the Great Xia Martial Arts Association’s chairman or Martial Saints from other families wouldn’t dare trespass uninvited.
Entering the courtyard, he saw a stunningly beautiful young woman sipping tea under a tree.
The tea was premium, but the cups were crude, some even cracked.
She took a delicate sip, then sighed.
"Water grows worse with time."
"Three centuries ago, even well water carried sweetness."
Beside the teacup sat a rough ceramic bowl
holding seven vermilion fruits that glowed faintly gold.
They were unmistakably—Crimson Sun Fruits.
This was Wei Guangming’s first time meeting the family Ancestor in his life.
Wei Qianqiu!
Most Wei clansmen never laid eyes on her across their entire lifetimes.
Wei Guangming stood cautiously at attention and bowed.
"Ancestor."
Wei Qianqiu glanced up and let out a girlish laugh.
"I’ve heard about your troubles."
"You remind me of my younger self."
"Seeking a powerful technique to replace the family’s Sunflower Manual."
"Back then, though I was Great Xia’s top young master, I felt ashamed."
"I knew people whispered ‘eunuch’ behind my back."
"Even my own children despised my... ambiguity."
The words struck Wei Guangming’s weakest point.
Tears fell silently as he kept his head lowered.
Wei Qianqiu continued, a rare hint of emotion coloring her voice.
"I too once hated that damned Sunflower Manual."
"I loathed the Wei family itself."
"I didn’t want to mutilate myself for so-called family glory."
"I craved an ordinary life."
Her words pierced Wei Guangming’s defenses.
Tears now dripped freely onto the stone tiles.
The Ancestor’s gaze grew distant.
"Then Zhang Bowen slaughtered those who entered Kunlun Mountain."
"My grandfather never returned."
"Only then did I understand—some must sacrifice so others may live normally."
"I believed the Sunflower Manual was that sacrifice."
"A trade of flesh for power, all for Great Xia’s sake."
"Later, I realized I was wrong."
"The Sunflower Manual is a divine gift."
"‘To master this art, sever worldly ties’—that’s not cruelty, but courage."
"Resolution. Supreme wisdom."
She poured tea from the pot.
The liquid hung suspended midair, defying gravity.
Wei Qianqiu’s eyes locked onto Wei Guangming.
The hovering tea transformed into threads that shot toward him.
In an instant, the water-strands bound him like puppet strings.
Forced to look up, he stared terrified at the Ancestor.
Wei Qianqiu was breathtakingly beautiful—a teenage girl in a plain dress that hugged her curves.
No one would ever guess...
This was a man who had lived for over three hundred years.
Yet, under Wei Guangming's astonished gaze,
Wei Qianqiu's figure gradually grew more imposing, his face even sprouting a stubbly beard.
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