Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Qingzhu, have you gotten used to living here?"

Xiao Yi looked at the tranquil girl across from him and asked.

Fang Qingzhu revealed a gentle smile on her face and nodded, "These three days might be the most relaxed and comfortable time I've ever had in my life!"

"Hmm?"

Xiao Yi was startled.

"When I was a child, I trained harder than anyone else just so my parents would pay more attention to me. Growing up, not wanting to lose their attention, I had to compete. Xiao Yi, do you know why I agreed to this marriage?"

Her slender fingers smoothed the hair in front of her forehead, the golden sunlight bathing her face with a sacred glow, Fang Qingzhu's smile grew even more radiant, "Because Grandpa said, as long as I agree to this arranged marriage, he would hand over the position of family heir to me. I just thought that if I could ascend to the position of family head one day, they would look up to me, and I wouldn't have to live under their shadow anymore…"

Xiao Yi's gaze became somewhat distant as he saw a reflection of himself in Fang Qingzhu.

From his childhood, everyone's focus was on Xiao Tianjiao.

Xiao Tianjiao's birthday was always a grand celebration, and his birthday, apart from his mother, no one even remembered. Even when his mother suggested holding a family banquet, it would be rejected.

No matter how hard he worked, he could never get recognition.

Until the year he was ten…

Xiao Tianjiao imprisoned him and even stripped him of his right to cultivate.

Their pasts were so similar.

Whew!

Xiao Yi let out a long breath and looked at Fang Qingzhu seriously, "Qingzhu, I will help you!"

"Hmm?"

Fang Qingzhu was taken aback.

Xiao Yi said solemnly, "I will definitely find a way to heal your dantian, help you sit in the position of family head, and let your parents look up to you…"

"Thank you, Xiao Yi, for comforting me!"

Fang Qingzhu gave a bitter smile, "My dantian cannot be repaired at all, and even if I could repair my dantian, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to compete with Fang Jin…"

Fang Jin was almost guaranteed to enter the Royal Martial Arts Academy, and by the time he returned from there, he might have already broken through to the Shentong Realm.

Xiao Yi didn't say much, but his eyes grew more resolute, "Qingzhu, I will definitely help you fulfill your wish!"

In the following day.

Xiao Yi and Fang Qingzhu spent their time within the residence, tending to plants, playing chess, and even catching fish in the water together, aside from the three meals a day. They even personally cultivated a small vegetable patch.

This was the life Fang Qingzhu had never experienced but had always longed for.

The two of them immersed themselves in this simple yet heartwarming joy.

At night.

Xiao Yi, sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes, and a sharp light swirled in his dark pupils, allowing him to appear within the Eternal Heavenly Tomb with a single thought.

"Medicine Saint Feng Lei…"

"Immortal Medical King Xue Shengyi…"

Xiao Yi attempted one after another, but these tombs of great and renowned figures were utterly unapproachable. Having almost scoured the tombs within reach, Xiao Yi finally found his target.

It was a grave two feet tall, with a wooden stele erected on it.

The stele bore the information of the tomb's occupant: Bian He, Heavenly Yuan Realm, known as the Underworld Doctor Ancestor.

This was the only tomb specializing in medical skills that Xiao Yi could currently access: "Underworld Doctor Ancestor Bian He, I hope you won't let me down!"

Boom!

The God Sealing Seed around him shone brilliantly, radiating splendidly.

"Break for me!"

A cold, large hand shattered the tomb before him, and an aged figure burst forth abruptly. This figure was hunched and slightly stooped, with a purple Lingzhi the size of a human head in his left hand, and a ginseng walking stick with roots coiling around it in his right.

"God Sealing Seed, suppress and seal the gods!"

Twenty God Sealing Seeds burst forth with brilliant light, forming a massive cage that trapped Bian He.

Bian He's purple Lingzhi and ginseng walking stick kept striking in all directions, causing the cage to thunder loudly, yet he couldn't break free from its confines. He turned into a streak of spirit light and was suppressed within the God Sealing Seed by Xiao Yi.

Inside the God Sealing Seed, a statue identical to him condensed.

At the same time.

Xiao Yi also received Bian He's legacy, which included two items.

One was the holy scroll of the Underworld Doctor lineage from the distant Southern Border, "Nether King Medical Canon," and the second was a Pupil Skill called "Blood Moon Underworld Pupil."

The Underworld Doctors of the Southern Border emphasized diagnosis by inspection.

Among them, "inspection" involved observing with the eyes to understand the patient's physical condition, the root of the illness, and the nature of the symptoms, among other things.

"Blood Moon Underworld Pupil" is divided into three realms: Star Pupil, Moon Pupil, and Nether Pupil.

"The method to repair the dan tian..."

Xiao Yi, who was quickly scanning through the "Nether King Medical Canon," trembled with excitement and a look of ecstasy crossed his face, "Grafting technique? Heaven really does not let down those who are determined, I've finally found it!"

This 'grafting technique' is a unique method of the Underworld Doctors, involving the replacement of the dan tian with a specific demonic beast's core.

This approach has a huge flaw.

That is, the limit of one's cultivation will be determined by the grade of the demonic beast's core.

For instance, if you use a second-grade demonic beast's core to replace the dan tian, the highest one can achieve is the peak of the Qi Gathering Realm; if it's a third-grade demonic beast core, the highest cultivation limit is the peak of the Divine Ability Realm.

And so on...

"Fortunately, these demonic beast cores can be replaced. As long as one becomes strong enough in the future, it's entirely possible to hunt higher-level demonic beasts to take their cores and replace them with her new dan tian!"

Xiao Yi sighed with relief and returned to the bedroom, "I won't tell Qingzhu for now, I'll wait until everything is ready before giving her a surprise. When dawn breaks, I'll go to the Treasure Pavilion to buy the medicinal herbs and beast cores needed for the grafting technique. Qingzhu, I once promised to help you take the position of family head, and I will certainly not go back on my word!"

Seeing that there were still a few hours until dawn, Xiao Yi simply started to cultivate "Blood Moon Underworld Pupil."

The first realm of cultivating the Star Pupil is to draw in starlight and condense it within one's eyes.

Xiao Yi stood on the rooftop, gazing up at the starry sky, circulating the cultivation method.

Vaguely...

One could see specks of starlight falling from the myriad stars, merging into his eyes. His eyes became increasingly bright, and two hours later, Xiao Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

His eyes shone like bright stars as he quirked the corners of his mouth and muttered to himself, "The Blood Moon Underworld Pupil isn't that difficult to cultivate after all. Just two hours, and I have successfully condensed the Star Pupil!"

If the people from the Underworld Doctor lineage in the Southern Border heard this, they would probably be driven mad.

Even Bian He, who was hailed as the strongest genius of the Underworld Doctors' lineage, had spent a whole day and night to successfully condense the Star Pupil!

Of course.

Xiao Yi was unaware of this.

......

Treasure Pavilion, Inner Cabinet, first floor hall.

The place was bustling with people.

Xiao Yi stood among the crowd, believing that news of his arrival would soon reach Elder Yan and the others, so he simply waited there.

"Is this brother also waiting for Miss Lin?"

"Brother, take a look at us, who isn't bringing a gift? Coming empty-handed doesn't seem very sincere, right?"

Seven or eight handsome young men stood beside Xiao Yi.

Each was holding a gift of some sort, ranging from famous paintings, antiques, to fragrant flowers, everything was present.

So these are all pursuers of Lin Bingxin!

That icy woman, surprisingly, had quite a few admirers!

Xiao Yi's eyes twinkled as he said solemnly, "My mere presence here is the best gift. Once Lin Bingxin sees my face, she will come to me without needing me to greet her. Besides, I can make her call me 'uncle.' Do you believe it or not?"

"Pah, you're blowing your own trumpet a bit too loudly!"

"Let alone you, even Zhang Ze wouldn't be given a second glance by Miss Lin... and Zhang Ze is someone who caused a phenomenon between heaven and earth, do you think you can compare with him?"

"If it's really as you say, I'll swallow this antique vase I have in my hand!"

Just as everyone was collectively condemning Xiao Yi, the young man who had first greeted Xiao Yi suddenly said, "Look, Miss Bingxin is coming out, hey hey hey... she's, she's heading this way..."

"No, that's not right, why is she, she walking towards this bragging king?"

"Holy crap..."

Amidst a succession of exclamations, Lin Bingxin walked straight up to Xiao Yi and said, "Xiao..."

Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow and glanced sideways at the stunned crowd of young men, he said indifferently, "Call me uncle!"

Hisss!

The crowd inhaled sharply.

Did he actually get Lin Bingxin to call him uncle?

Was he asking to be beaten up?

Lin Bingxin's eye twitched, wishing she could slap Xiao Yi to death, but she didn't dare to!

How frustrating!

Lin Bingxin took a deep breath, grit her teeth, glared fiercely at Xiao Yi, this bastard actually made her call him uncle in public?

But when she remembered that the bet had been her own proposal, Lin Bingxin could only clench her teeth and call out the two words with sheer effort, "Uncle... Uncle..."