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Chapter 895: Chapter 189: Picking Up the Wife

Watching his sister suffer every day, struggling to return to Xiling and take up the martial path again, Xu Changfeng felt a surge of happiness for her, but at the same time, a bittersweet pang in his heart.

He knew his sister well. Xu Shuhui had never practiced martial arts out of genuine interest, but rather to gain the acceptance of her family. What she truly enjoyed was being with her loved ones, just like when she was a child, stubbornly coming to him with trivial cultivation questions, asking him over and over again.

Even though the female sword practitioner who taught Xu Shuhui martial arts lived right next door, Xu Shuhui would still cross half of Ying City to find the sword pavilion, causing the young Xu Changfeng endless annoyance. He even convinced her to give up martial arts at one point.

Now, in hindsight, he realized these were all because his sister wanted to see him, to be with her family. As a youth, the swordsman only focused on explaining the essence of swordsmanship, never paying attention to her real needs. And when he finally reflected on this, he saw that the longing in his sister’s eyes for him had faded. Her heart was completely invested in that wild boy from the Tang family in Xiling.

But what’s so strange about that? The Xu Clan from Yuanzhou, which seemed like a horde of demons, doted on Xu Shuhui, spoiling her to the skies, whereas her own maternal family was exceedingly strict with her. In retrospect, perhaps the glorious Yuanzhou Xu Clan was indeed no match for the blood-stained small clan from Xiling.

Burying his feelings of guilt and helplessness, Xu Changfeng made a decision.

Under the authority of the Changfeng Sword Saint, he issued an edict to place the name plaques of the three members from the third branch of the Tang family in Xiling, Tang Sen, Tang Luo, and Tang Xing, into the ancestral hall of the Xu Clan in Ying City, recognizing them as relatives outside of Ying City, kin of the sacred land.

Xu Changfeng’s decision caused an uproar within the Xu Clan, and the Sword Saint Xu Feng emerged from seclusion, seething with anger.

Of course, Tang Sen and the others in Longxi had no idea about these events because the letters Xu Shuhui sent back only depicted happiness.

For example, she met with an old childhood friend again today, went on an outing, and bought something so peculiar that it caught everyone’s attention.

Or how she took Nuan Nuan to see some divine beast, leaving the little girl reluctant to part with it.

Or how she bragged to the young ladies of the Xu Clan about how outstanding her two sons were, and tried to find a suitable wife for her eldest son, who still showed no signs of maturing.

It seemed that Miss Xu in Yuanzhou had become the belle of the sacred land, always so busy that she barely had time to miss her family back in Xiling.

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But there always comes a day when things can no longer be kept secret. Although Tang Sen was a man of few words, he was incredibly contemplative. After twenty years of marriage, how could he not know that his children were Xu Shuhui’s life?

A little vanity and desire to show off were just the aftermath of being neglected as a child. When she grew up, she wished for nothing more than for everyone to know her happiness.

But where was her happiness? It should have been at the warm family dining table in the mansion of Xiling City, not in Yuanzhou’s Ying City, where only feigned joy remained.

The replies from Tang Sen eventually shifted from pouring out his longing to wanting to go to Yuanzhou to bring her back. By then, Xu Shuhui knew she could no longer keep the truth hidden.

But she was aware, if Tang Sen dared to come to Xiling, he would never get past her father, Xu Feng. So she had to lay everything out in the open and pleaded with Tang Sen not to go to Yuanzhou, explaining that because of her brother Xu Changfeng’s influence, the Xu Clan in Ying City had now recognized the status of the third branch of the Tang family as relatives. She just needed a little more time, and she would be able to return with Nuan Nuan.

This time, despite having always got his way with Xu Shuhui for over a decade, Tang Sen did not agree. He left behind a letter and set out on his journey alone.

While Tang Luo and others went to Martial Saint Mountain to participate in Longzhou’s youth martial arts competition, Tang Sen also embarked on the journey to Yuanzhou to bring back his wife and daughter.

On an early autumn morning, in the quiet backyard of the Xu mansion, Xu Shuhui suddenly heard a familiar voice.

“Son-in-law Tang Sen bows in respect before his father-in-law!”

“Bang, Boom!”

Outside the Xu estate, Tang Sen’s head struck the ground, activating the mansion’s great array. Half of Ying City trembled, and the doormen were even shaken to the ground.

The stories of the Ying City heroine, even after more than a decade, still delighted many. Not only was it the tale of Miss Xu of the Xu Clan’s bravery in abandoning her status to elope, but also the legend of a man who defeated the young generation of Ying City singlehandedly with his fists. That man, said to be Tang Sen, had returned today.

“Son-in-law Tang Sen bows in respect before his father-in-law!”

“Bang, Boom!!”

Another head struck the ground and this time, the Xu mansion’s grand array shook even more violently. The rumbling, akin to a dragon turning over, reached the sword pavilion of Ying City.

The Heavenly Phoenix Sword Saint and Changfeng Sword Saint opened their eyes simultaneously. Contrary to Tang Sen’s expectations, the two Sword Saints of Ying City, along with the group of Swordsmen from the Xu Clan, usually cultivated in the sword pavilion; only the women and family guards were in the estate.

When Xu Feng and Xu Changfeng hurried to the estate, what they saw was a peculiar sight: a man kneeling and kowtowing at the front gate of the Xu mansion, with half the city’s populace gathered around to watch the excitement. The man had knocked down a group of Xu mansion guards lying on the ground, and several commanders stood at the front gate, appearing utterly helpless.

Xu Feng’s brows furrowed in anger at the sight of the guard commander’s pitiful state. As a Sword Saint renowned throughout Yuanzhou, he perceived Tang Sen’s actions as a provocation.

Well aware of what his father was thinking, Xu Changfeng immediately scolded, “As the commanders of the house’s guards, facing such petty provocation, are your swords at your waists merely for decoration!?”

The lead middle-aged commander, upon hearing Xu Changfeng’s reprimand, still hesitated and said with helplessness, “But, the son-in-law…”

“What son-in-law!” Xu Feng finally exploded in rage, “I certainly don’t acknowledge this country bumpkin as my son-in-law. Drive him out at once!”

The guard commanders looked at each other, but had no choice but to draw their Spiritual Swords and bow, “We obey the Sword Saint’s decree.”

Tang Sen, after listening to Xu Changfeng and Xu Feng, neither angry nor annoyed, stood up, turned to the two, and said respectfully, “Greetings to my father-in-law and uncle, I have come to take my wife home.”

“Hmph!” Xu Feng, irritated at the sight of Tang Sen, waved his sleeve and turned into a sword light to leave.

Xu Changfeng looked at Tang Sen with an expressionless face and said, “Ying City is Shuhui’s home.”

“It was in the past,” Tang Sen said regretfully, “but not anymore.”

Xu Changfeng took a deep look at Tang Sen, stepped forward into the mansion, and as they passed each other, he said softly so that only the two of them could hear, “A husband and wife may separate, but kin are bound by blood. Here used to be, is now, and will always be little sister’s home, but you might not always be her husband. Do you think, when the kind-hearted Shuhui finds out the famine across the eight thousand li of Longxi is the work of her husband, she will still love you as before?”

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