Published: March 9, 2025
Tie Butian started living a life that he had never even dreamed of before. He never imagined that one day, as a supreme emperor who controlled millions of mountains and rivers, he would be bullied in such a way...
At first, he resisted, struggling, fuming, and threatening, but eventually, he lost even the strength to resist.
Whenever he saw Chu Yang's imposing figure approaching, his heart would become chaotic, filled with shyness and fear... Of course, in these past few days, he hadn't seen his son, nor had he seen Yang Ruolan or Chu Feiling.
Even the old man Ning Tianya was nowhere to be found.
When he inquired, he was told that the Ancestral Patriarch, Chu Xiaoxin, had called the children along with their grandparents over, both to protect them and to impart a certain unique supreme family martial arts secret of the Chu Family...
Upon hearing this answer, Tie Butian felt relieved.
He knew that old prestigious families like the Chu Family have their own unique skills and inheritances, and it seemed that his son was quite valued in the Chu Family. Although he couldn't help but worry a little, he felt more joy.
As a mother, what could make her happier than knowing her son was valued by everyone?
Could there be anything?
Of course, Tie Butian also understood that since she had come to the Chu Family, she shouldn't think about going back in a short period. Fortunately, the situation in the lower three heavens was now on track, and with the crown prince Tie Long City in charge, there wouldn't be any issues, at least in the short term.
She might as well treat this as a vacation.
Moreover, although a certain someone was very rogue, domineering, and unreasonable, Tie Butian still found solace in Chu Yang's warm embrace. If she truly didn't follow him, he would go to Nine Heavens Pavilion, and who knows when he would come back?
By the time they met again, although Chu Yang might still be in his prime, what would she be? Would she be gray-haired or turned into a handful of loam? It was hard to say.
With this thought, Tie Butian felt a wave of sorrow. Sometimes, when she saw Chu Yang sleeping soundly at night, she would silently shed tears...
In her life, although she was a woman, she very rarely cried. Before unifying Iron Cloud, she had only cried three times. The first time was when her father, in order to ensure the stability of Iron Cloud, violently slaughtered the imperial harem, killing wives and daughters. He concealed Tie Butian's identity as a daughter and raised her as a crown prince, which made her shed her first tears.
The second time came when her father succumbed to deep poisoning and died, which brought forth her second tear. As for the third time, it was for Chu Yang. That day, when Chu Yang was in danger, the beauty risked her life, marking the beginning of their emotional entanglement. Initially, Tie Butian didn't want Chu Yang to know and concealed it. Yet, after succeeding, she shed her third tear.
However, to this day, the tearless Tie Butian had long become a thing of the past. After unifying Iron Cloud, she was accompanied by her son, and although she still appeared decisive and quick-witted, exuding the aura of a ruler that intimidated the lower three heavens, deep down, she had long become a little woman. Especially now, she was acting more like a little woman, feeling anxious and troubled when thinking about the uncertain future, often turning into a "tearful person" during the stillness of the night!
Days passed by one after another.
Even the clearest-minded Mo Tianji felt something strange. On the tenth day, he rushed to the Chu Family to ask Chu Yang if he knew what was happening and why it was this way.
At this moment, Chu Yang was as clueless as a monk scratching his head.
However, Mo Tianji's arrival was quite timely; he brought back a wealth of precious medicines, including the ninefold pill, Amethyst, and Amethyst Soul, for the families in the middle three days.
Mo Tianji stayed for a full three days, bringing rich gifts. He even specially visited Third Master Chu Feihan, and they had a long conversation, lamenting how formidable the youth was.