2: Chapter Two : Return of The Reborn Son 2: Chapter Two : Return of The Reborn Son Chapter Two : Return of The Reborn Son Fang Luo never imagined that he’d be discovered by his enemies right after obtaining a priceless treasure—before he even had the chance to understand it.
They surrounded him, launched a coordinated assault, and ultimately killed him.
Yet, by so miracle, he was reborn.
When he opened his eyes, he was back at ho—back to his youth.
What was even more incredible was that the precious treasure had co with him.
It now floated quietly within his dantian.
Fang Luo’s heart surged with emotion.
His fists clenched tightly.
“Since Heaven has given a chance to live again, I won’t waste it.
I’ll make up for every regret of my past life!” “And once I’ve gained enough strength… I will have my revenge!” As the thought passed through his mind, a glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, chilling the air around him.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door.
“Fang Luo, your sixth uncle is here.
Co out for a mont.” That familiar yet distant voice stirred waves in Fang Luo’s heart.
Even after becoming a mighty cultivator in his past life, his emotions nearly overca him.
“I’m coming!” He took a deep breath to calm himself, then stepped out into the courtyard, where his father and Sixth Uncle were waiting.
He bowed respectfully and said, “Clan Leader.
Father.” Fang Ting gave a slight scolding tone, “You two really are father and son—why so formal?
It’s just us.” He had watched this boy grow up.
“Sixth Uncle.” Fang Luo looked no different from usual, but his eyes, as they fell upon his father and uncle, carried traces of excitent and warmth.
Excitent because he could see his loved ones again.
Warmth because they were still alive.
[In my previous life, not long after I left for Lingyue Sect, a great calamity struck the clan.
Within a month, the entire Fang family was wiped out.] [From that day on, I had no family left in this world.
I beca completely alone.] [Even though I later grew strong and avenged the clan, that loss was a scar that never healed.] [Now that I’ve been reborn, I will protect my family and my clan!
I will annihilate every single enemy!] Every word of Fang Luo’s inner voice rang clearly in Fang Ting’s mind, leaving him utterly shocked.
“What?!
The Fang family will be destroyed in the future?!” Thankfully, he was good at keeping a straight face.
He continued smiling as he asked casually: “You’ll be leaving for Lingyue Sect in a few days.
How’s the preparation going?” Fang Luo’s thoughts stirred, but his expression remained composed.
“Sixth Uncle, to be honest, I’ve been thinking it over these past few days and… I’ve decided not to go to Lingyue Sect.” [If I go to Lingyue Sect, everything will happen the sa as it did before.
I have to stay here if I want to change the fate of our family.] [Besides, I have countless powerful techniques and martial skills in my mind.
In the future, even the emperor of the Qi Dynasty will have to look up to .
No one in Lingyue Sect could teach anything.] [Better to stay ho and clean up potential threats first.
Once the clan is secure, I can seek out opportunities and raise my cultivation.] His words left both Fang Ting and Fang Huaiyuan stunned.
Of course, Fang Ting was only pretending—he’d already heard the boy’s thoughts.
Before he could respond, the confused Fang Huaiyuan couldn’t help but ask: “Why the sudden change of heart?” Fang Luo quickly ca up with a believable excuse and hesitated briefly.
“Two days ago, while I was outside the city, I t an old man.
He was a powerful cultivator wandering the mortal world.
I helped him with a small matter, and he said we were destined to et, so he took as his disciple and passed on so cultivation techniques.
That’s why I don’t think I need to go to Lingyue Sect anymore.” [This story should make it easier to give the family so powerful techniques.
I just hope Father and Sixth Uncle believe —if they really ask to et my master, I wouldn’t know what to do.] Fang Luo lowered his head slightly, a bit nervous.
“This…” Fang Huaiyuan turned to Fang Ting, clearly lost.
His strength was limited—he couldn’t make this decision alone.
Fang Ting frowned slightly, pretending to be deep in thought for a mont before nodding.
“If you already have a master and he’s willing to teach you, then with his guidance and the resources we provide, you’ll still be able to beco strong.
There’s no need to go to Lingyue Sect.” Fang Luo’s eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.
“Thank you, Sixth Uncle!” [Sixth Uncle is as wise and understanding as ever!] With Fang Ting agreeing, Fang Huaiyuan had no more objections.
Fang Ting then waved his hand and took out a sizable collection of resources from his storage ring—spirit stones, pills, and two magic artifacts.
“Take these and cultivate well.
Don’t let your master down.” Under normal circumstances, the clan gave out resources based on each mber’s realm.
The higher the realm, the better the monthly allowance.
To get more, one usually had to make contributions.
Fang Luo was only at mid-stage Body Tempering, so his monthly allotnt was quite ager.
The resources Fang Ting just gave him were easily worth several years’ worth.
Fang Luo quickly cupped his hands.
“Sixth Uncle, this… this is too much.
I feel unworthy.” Though he had a lifeti’s worth of cultivation experience and high-level techniques, what he lacked most were early-stage resources.
As long as he had those, his cultivation would skyrocket.
Still, he couldn’t just accept them without a fuss—he had to at least go through the motions.
Fang Ting understood and played along.
“Our Fang clan has always gone all-in to nurture outstanding talents.
Just take them.” Even though he was acting, Fang Ting spoke the truth.
For a clan to rise, it had to invest in exceptional individuals.
And Fang Luo, as a Child of Destiny, was the best investnt.
Nurturing him ant strengthening himself through the system’s feedback.
After a few rounds of polite refusal, Fang Luo finally accepted with barely concealed eagerness.
“Thank you, Sixth Uncle!
I will cultivate diligently and repay the clan!” [This life, I will protect my family and elevate the Fang clan to unprecedented heights!] Fang Ting nodded in satisfaction.
After a bit more small talk, he took his leave.
He wandered the clan’s main estate for the rest of the day but didn’t encounter any more Children of Destiny.
He could’ve called everyone together under so pretense to check, but the system had said they would appear gradually, not all at once.
There was no need to rush.
As long as he kept walking the grounds each day, sooner or later, he’d run into more.
Later that day, even without cultivating, Fang Ting could feel his own cultivation rising—very slowly, but unmistakably.
Clearly, Fang Luo was improving, and the system was feeding that growth back to him.
Of course, since Fang Luo was still in the early stages, the effect was small.
But once he got stronger—or once more Children of Destiny erged—Fang Ting’s cultivation would rise even faster than if he trained himself.
The Next Morning Fang Luo visited Fang Ting while the latter was alone in his study.
He brought out a wooden box the size of a washbasin.
“Sixth Uncle, this is a gift from my master.
He said it’s for you and the FangClan.
Please accept it.” Fang Ting scanned it with his spiritual sense—three cultivation techniques and a pill recipe.
“This…” “Your master taking you as a disciple and training you is already a great kindness to our clan.
Now he’s sending such a gift… I can’t possibly accept this.” Now it was Fang Ting’s turn to be polite.
Fang Luo explained, “This is nothing to my master.
He cos and goes like the wind.
While he’s away, I’ll still need the clan’s support, so you really don’t have to hesitate—please take it.” He placed the box directly on the table in front of Fang Ting.
[Right now, Sixth Uncle is the clan’s strongest.
If we want to resolve the threats to the Fang clan, the best way is to make him stronger.
A powerful technique or martial skill can make a huge difference.]
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