Chapter 415: Father and Son (Part 2)
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Everyone stared at Qiushan Jun, waiting for his answer. Top novel.
He could answer with the words "father and son," or remain silent.
If he remained silent, he would become an unfilial, rebellious son.
Baicai's face was flushed red with anxiety; he knew how much pain his senior brother must be feeling at this moment.
Xiaosong Gong looked at Qiushan Jun and said coldly, "Do you really dare to draw your sword against your own father?"
That elder from the Longevity Sect's eyes revealed a mix of mockery and pity. Yes, even if Qiushan Jun had planned flawlessly, acted with decisive ruthlessness, held the Ten Thousand Swords Formation, and was willing to risk mutual destruction, would he truly dare to commit patricide?
Qiushan Jun was very quiet, gazing at the distant mountains.
After a long time, he finally withdrew his gaze, looked at his father, and bowed respectfully.
Then, he spoke two words: "Father and son."
A gentle breeze passed between the peaks, like a helpless sigh.
Cutting one's robe could sever friendship; cutting one's mat could end a relationship. But even if you cut off all the flesh from your body, you could never sever the most powerful bond in the world—that of bloodline.
Qiushan Jun was perfect, possessing great wisdom and courage, acting with great benevolence. How could he commit an unfilial act? How could he attack his own biological father?
The head of the Qiushan family looked at Qiushan Jun with a complex expression and said, "The world says you are a True Dragon bloodline unseen in a thousand years, but who remembers that the blood flowing in your veins is from our Qiushan family? Fortunately, you haven't forgotten."
Qiushan Jun said nothing, just stared at him quietly. For some reason, his gaze was unsettling.
The head of the Qiushan family felt an inexplicable sense of dread, not wanting any further complications, and pressed on, "Since you don't want to be a rebellious son, then quickly disband the Ten Thousand Swords Formation."
Qiushan Jun was silent for a moment, then said, "Father, you may have misunderstood my meaning."
People were surprised. They thought that when the head of the Qiushan family said "Heaven and Earth," and Qiushan Jun answered "Father and Son," it meant he knew he couldn't defy the bonds of ethics. Could there be another way?
Qiushan Jun looked at the head of the Qiushan family and asked, "A father is kind, and a son is filial. I must respect my father, but Father, shouldn't you also love your son?"
The head of the Qiushan family's face darkened, and he shouted, "What nonsense is this!"
Everyone knew that although Qiushan Jun had spent years learning swordsmanship at Lishan, the head of the Qiushan family cherished him like a treasure. Whatever Qiushan Jun asked for, the head would fulfill without question. The Qiushan family had even shown considerable favor to Lishan disciples over the years. When it came to love, the head of the Qiushan family, as a father, seemed to have done perfectly.
Qiushan Jun continued, looking at his father, "Yes, over the years, you've handled many things for me, arranged many paths for me. Whether it was sending me to Lishan back then or arranging my chance encounter with the Grand Uncle Master in the mountain stream. If everything had developed according to your plans, Lishan Sword Sect would inevitably be mine, and the Longevity Sect might also become mine. Then I would become the youngest sage. If I could marry Junior Sister Xu, we would likely become the new generation of the White Emperor and Empress. And after the unification of the north and south, the human world... might also be ours. For this, while I was seizing the key to the Zhou Garden, you persuaded the elders of the Southern Heavenly Region to go to the capital to propose marriage. You knew full well that Junior Sister Xu wasn't ready to marry me. Even worse, through some means, you convinced the Saintess to transfer Junior Sister Xu away from Nanxi Nunnery at that time. Yes, you've done so much for me—how could this not be love?"
After this long speech, the peak of Lishan fell silent again.
Qiushan Jun's words were forceful, direct, and open, but the matters he spoke of were the complete opposite.
The head of the Qiushan family's face grew even darker. "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Qiushan Jun said, "What I'm trying to say is, the more you love me, Father, and the more you've done for me, the less likely you are to succeed today. On the contrary, I should thank you for coming to Lishan today to help me quell this rebellion. Because next, Father, you should probably start doing things according to my arrangements."
The head of the Qiushan family trembled with rage and roared, "Rebellious son! Do you really dare to draw your sword against me!"
"Your son dares not," Qiushan Jun replied calmly, then drew the Reverse Scale Sword from its sheath.
A bright sword light illuminated the peak, as if a True Dragon had poked its head out from the clouds, casting a patch of radiance.
The head of the Qiushan family suddenly guessed something, his expression drastically changing as he shouted hoarsely, "Stop him! Take his sword!"
Hearing this shout, the Qiushan family's guardian's expression instantly turned stern, and the aura he emitted surged to a terrifying level.
Only then did people realize that this guardian, whose realm was unfathomable, was indeed immensely powerful. Given enough time, he might actually be able to break through the remnants of the Ten Thousand Swords Formation!
Baicai and the other Lishan disciples didn't know what their senior brother planned to do next. Hearing the head of the Qiushan family's words, they instinctively drew their swords and stepped forward, spreading out in front of the cave dwelling.
Sword light flashed everywhere as the Lishan disciples formed a sword formation, shielding Qiushan Jun behind them.
That guardian of the Qiushan family failed to stop Qiushan Jun.
It wasn't because of the hastily formed sword formation of the Lishan disciples, nor because the Ten Thousand Swords Formation was still active in front of the cave dwelling. It was simply because Qiushan Jun was too fast.
Before drawing his sword, Qiushan Jun seemed to have no thought, no consideration of gain or loss, no resonance of his sword heart. It was like seeing a child playing near a well about to fall in—one would naturally reach out to grab them. Such a sword strike didn't feel particularly fast, but it was resolute, natural, and unstoppable.
A soft *pfft* sound.
The Reverse Scale Sword... pierced into his chest and then thrust out through his back!
The blade was coated with bright red blood, no longer as radiant as before, but exceptionally vivid, like newly bloomed wildflowers.
The peak of Lishan fell into dead silence.
Everyone was stunned.
There was no sound at all, only the mountain breeze gently blowing.
Only then did people understand the sound of this mountain wind—it wasn't a helpless sigh, but endless admiration.
Baicai let out a loud cry, rushed back to Qiushan Jun's side, and supported his swaying figure.
Qiushan Jun's face was pale, but his expression remained calm. Blood soaked half his body, the sword still embedded within.
His sword was fast, steady, and precise—piercing through his body without striking his heart.
If his sword had moved even a fraction more, he would have died.
The head of the Qiushan family finally understood. His face turned even paler than Qiushan Jun's.
For Qiushan Jun, the Qiushan family had paid too much, done too much, and prepared for too long.
If this was an investment, failure was absolutely unacceptable. But if Qiushan Jun died, everything would turn to nothing.
If it wasn't an investment, but love, how could he bear to watch his own son die?
Heaven and Earth, then Father and Son.
This was the supreme principle of nature, the ethics of the human world.
No one could defy it.
Yes, that was how it was.
But when Qiushan Jun said "Father and Son" earlier, it didn't mean he would be trapped by blood ties. On the contrary, he used it to counterattack his own father.
Since the head of the Qiushan family could demand he give up something as a father, he could naturally request his father to give up something as a son.
A father is kind, and a son is filial.
The son mirrors the father.
That was how it was.
Alas, how lamentable.