Chapter 21: My Son as Holy Son—Any Objections?
Chapter 21: My Son as Holy Son—Any Objections?
With the sudden appearance of the female voice, the collapse of the secret realm completely halted. Even the frenzied demonic beasts froze in place.
They prostrated themselves on the ground, expressing their terror in the most submissive manner.
Everything happened too fast—no one, including Su Ming, could react in time.
“Mother… is that you?”
Even Su Ming didn’t realize how much longing was laced in his voice when he asked that question.
“Yes… my little Ming’er. Though it’s just a fragment of my will, I’ve finally seen you…”
The voice in his mind carried a bitter tone, just like when Su Wu’s will had first spoken to him.
For this child they had brought into the world but were forced to abandon, they felt nothing but overwhelming guilt.
Listening to her voice, Su Ming felt profoundly grateful for his transmigration—at least he had truly gained a family now.
Even if the three of them were currently scattered across the heavens.
“When you were born, you were so tiny… and now, my little Ming’er has grown so much…”
“Mother is truly sorry I couldn’t be by your side…”
“Mother, no need to explain. Father already told me everything. I don’t blame you.”
Having personally experienced the targeting of fate, Su Ming now fully understood what his parents were enduring.
He also grasped the deeper meaning behind Su Wu’s seemingly casual recounting of events.
“We thought placing you in this world would minimize the Heavenly Dao’s pursuit of you.”
“But we never expected its obsession with my son to remain so utterly repulsive.”
“You are merely a possibility, a thread of destiny—you have no right to dictate everything, to dictate how all living beings should walk their paths!”
Her voice was icy and stern, carrying an unyielding wrath that pierced through the entire space.
In an instant, Su Ming felt the overwhelming malice dissipate completely. In the distance, Chu Fan collapsed unconscious, his body convulsing violently.
With just a single sentence, the fate targeting him had been utterly shattered.
Then, the scene shifted once more. Su Ming realized he had been pulled out of the secret realm and now stood before Li Jianping and the sect elders.
“I ask you—why was my son in such a place?”
The high-ranking members of the Three Saints Sect immediately dropped to their knees.
With just one sentence, all the sect elders trembled like leaves, unsure how to respond.
“I asked you a question—are you all deaf?!”
As her words rang out, thunder crashed from the sky, cleaving a gap directly through the sect’s protective formation.
The elders all turned their gazes toward Li Jianping, cursing him a thousand times in their hearts.
If they had just brought Su Ming back earlier, none of this would have happened!
Li Jianping raised his head with difficulty, looking at Su Ming—or rather, through him, at his parents.
“This… this was merely part of the Sect Grand Competition… With us overseeing it, there was absolutely no chance of any accidents…”
“Then why was my son still inside when the secret realm collapsed?!”
“This… this was…” Li Jianping’s voice trembled as he struggled to speak. “This was to temper the disciples’ abilities! I swear on my life… they were never in any real danger!”
“And the ultimate purpose of this Sect Grand Competition is…?”
“To… to select the sect’s Holy Son…”
“Then there’s no need for further competition. Announce to the entire Three Saints Sect—my son is this generation’s Holy Son.”
There was no room for questioning. It was a command.
“Does anyone object? If you have objections, speak now. Otherwise, this matter is settled.”
“We humbly obey the Supreme One’s decree…” Li Jianping slowly lowered his head, then amplified his voice with spiritual energy to address the entire sect.
“By the authority of the Three Saints Sect’s Sect Master, I declare disciple Su Ming as this generation’s Holy Son.”
Despite their previous efforts to prevent Su Ming from becoming Holy Son, the current situation left them no choice.
If they refused now, the Three Saints Sect would likely be erased from history.
[Congratulations, Host, for completing the challenge and becoming the sect’s Holy Son. The Battle Puppet has been deposited into your system space.]
[Congratulations, Host, for successfully overcoming the Heavenly Dao’s targeting. A mysterious reward has been deposited into your system space.]
But Su Ming had no time to check the system notifications. His mind was still filled with his mother’s voice.
“Little Ming’er, this is all I can do for you now… The sect master harbors ill intentions. You must remain vigilant.”
“But don’t worry too much. Your father’s will and mine will both watch over you, protect you, and stand as your strongest support.”
Knowing she was about to fall dormant again, Su Ming asked the question burning in his heart: “Mother… I still don’t know your name…”
“Ling Xiao. That is my name.”
As her voice faded from his mind, Su Ming—after all this time in this world—finally knew both his parents’ names.
“Su Wu… Ling Xiao…”
He silently repeated the two names in his heart, then turned his gaze to Li Jianping.
A cold smirk tugged at Su Ming’s lips. Some people only realized how hard the wall they’d kicked was after their toes shattered.
“Sect Master, my mother stabilized the secret realm. Shouldn’t you and the elders hurry to retrieve the remaining disciples inside?”
At Su Ming’s “kind” reminder, humiliation flashed in Li Jianping’s eyes—but he obediently complied.
With the elders working together, all the disciples were soon rescued.
All except for one—Chu Fan.
He seemed to have been swept into spatial turbulence, vanishing without a trace.
Upon learning this, Su Ming immediately knew it was the Heavenly Dao’s doing.
There was no way Chu Fan would die. Soon enough, the system would likely notify him of some fortuitous encounter Chu Fan had stumbled into.
Within his Destiny Vision, the destiny threads representing Chu Fan had withered by a tenth.
The tendrils extending into the Three Saints Sect had almost entirely shattered.
Surveying his gains, Su Ming nodded in satisfaction.
[Name]: Su Ming
[Realm]: Longevity Realm (1st Layer)
[Innate Abilities]: Supreme Chaos Body (1st Layer), Innate Dao Bone
[Techniques]: Creation Origin Canon (1st Tier), Three Saints Canon (3rd Tier)
[Items]: Heavenly Dao Realm Will x2, Chaos Spirit Crystal, Battle Puppet (Half-Step Void Realm), Heaven and Earth Freedom (Movement-Type Combat Skill)
With nearly 300,000 Destiny Points, even if Chu Fan encountered more opportunities later, Su Ming could disrupt—or even plunder—them.
But what delighted Su Ming most was the Heaven and Earth Freedom movement technique obtained from the mysterious reward.
The system’s description of it was simple: “The heavens and earth are mine to roam as I please.”
After learning the technique through the system, Su Ming took a single step—and found himself outside the sect.
The protective formation had been bypassed entirely, without triggering any alarms.
After testing the technique’s power, he took another step and returned to Chenyang Peak.
“With a Half-Step Void Realm Battle Puppet and this movement technique… After the Three Saints Secret Realm, I can head straight to where Chu Fan’s greatest golden finger is hidden.”
Su Ming glanced at the ring in his hand.
“Soon… I’ll be taking it for myself!”