The Crazy Son-In-Law

After sensing that there were no other cultivators left in the villa, Xiao Shun sent Song Linger off to wash up and rest.

Then he called Yao Cen, as he had promised her earlier in the day that he would check in with her anytime to let her know he was safe.

Although it was already nearly one o’clock in the morning, Yao Cen picked up right away when he called, clearly she had been waiting for his call.

“Sorry to have worried you,” Xiao Shun said apologetically with a slight laugh.

“You know you made me worry!” Yao Cen complained.

“It’s all good now,” Xiao Shun briefly explained to Yao Cen about his expectation that someone would come to steal the pellets, then said: “Go to sleep first, everything here has been taken care of, I’ll head back now.”

“It’s so late, why don’t you just stay there and rest for the night,” Yao Cen suggested.

“Huh?” Xiao Shun was momentarily confused, what was this about?

“What do you mean ‘huh’? You’ve stayed over at Linger’s place before, why pretend otherwise?” Yao Cen snorted.

“Remember that time you came back early from Kumi to Stillwater and stayed at Linger’s? She told me all about it. Linger and I are good friends now.”

“There are no walls that are soundproof… She should have told you why I stayed over that time, right? I just didn’t want you to worry. ” Xiao Shun explained.

With Song Linger’s pure heart, it was all too easy for Yao Cen to get her talking.

“Nope, she just said you spent a night at her place,” Yao Cen teased. Of course, she already knew Xiao Shun had stayed to heal his injuries without worrying her.

“That’s impossible,” Xiao Shun said.

“Alright, just teasing you. It’s late, time for bed. You guys be safe,” Yao Cen said lightly.

After exchanging good nights, Xiao Shun hung up and let out a long sigh.

By now, Duan Jia had also returned. The two discussed and decided to just spend the night at Riverland Bay. The pill room had beds and sofas that would make do. As cultivators, they weren’t too particular about such things.

When they returned to Pemberly Garden, they saw the lights in the living room were still on. Thinking Song Linger hadn’t gone to bed yet, they went to say good night.

Walking into the living room, they saw the TV on. Song Linger had showered and changed into clean pajamas. She was leaning against the sofa, her thick messy hair draped around her cheeks. A french fry dangled from the corner of her mouth as she slept, drool dripping down.

Xiao Shun went over and gently removed the french fry from her mouth. She mumbled and blinked awake blurrily, wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth.

“Is it morning?”

“No, Duan and I are staying in the pill room tonight. Go sleep in your room, don’t sleep here,” Xiao Shun said gently.

Song Linger mumbled a dazed “Oh” and got up, stumbling to her bedroom while rubbing her eyes.

“The pill room has beds, you can rest there. I’ll just sleep on the sofa here,” Xiao Shun said to Duan Jia.

“Sure, thanks,” Duan Jia readily agreed and headed to the pill room.

The night passed peacefully without any more disturbances.

This was unsurprising if one thought about it.

Those bold enough to steal the pellets were all formidable cultivators. People like Sun Chun and the Cao brothers were said to be at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. Even in the Old School Society they could easily serve as branch heads.

The fact that Song Linger could overpower four Foundation Establishment stage cultivators was witnessed by those lurking in the shadows. With such a powerful protector by her side, even if they were unwilling, those who had coveted the pellets had no choice but to abandon any thoughts of stealing them.

After all, their lives were more precious than the pellets.

This included Yang Zino. If she could mobilize the Old School Society’s power to seize Xiao Shun’s pellets, she would do so without hesitation. But she couldn’t, Haitang and the Old School Society’s top brass wouldn’t allow it.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

The reason was simple. As the largest cultivator organization in the country, the Old School Society represented authority and a certain sense of “government.” It represented justice.

They were the creators and enforcers of the rules in the cultivation world, and also the beneficiaries of these game rules.

No matter how many unknown despicable acts they committed in private, outwardly they still had to keep up an image of moral integrity.

So if they brazenly tried to seize Xiao Shun’s pellets, or were discovered participating, wouldn’t it be a huge loss of face? What credibility would the Old School Society have left?

Often they would turn a blind eye, after all the real upholders of law and order in the country were the government. But if they themselves blatantly violated the rules they had created, the entire cultivation world would likely descend into chaos.

This would bring no benefits to the Old School Society.

The next day.

As expected, the news that Xiao Shun had defeated Zhou Tianheng at the Old School Society’s auction and openly provoked them quickly spread through the cultivation world.

For a time, it became a hot gossip topic among many cultivators.

The accounts were varied and confusing.

Many doubted the veracity of the news.

The reason was simple.

After all, only two to three thousand cultivators had attended the auction, a tiny fraction compared to the huge cultivator population. So it was normal to be skeptical about something they didn’t witness firsthand.

But more importantly, this matter sounded too preposterous.

Let alone Zhou Tianheng being a master alchemist suppressed by a nobody, just the notion of someone daring to cause trouble at an Old School Society event was unimaginable to normal people, not to mention openly challenging them with a letter of war. It sounded too outrageous and absurd.

There was also speculation about Xiao Shun’s identity.

He seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, previously unknown, yet making such dramatic entrances into the world.

After some discussion, most leaned towards him possibly being from some mysterious hidden family, because creating such rare and exceptional pellets required not just recipes and superb alchemy skills, but also rare treasures of heaven and earth that an ordinary person could not possibly possess.

Even a powerful organization like the Old School Society had never heard of pellets like the energy pellet and reset pellet before.

When Xiao Shun had traveled around the country with his master years ago, competing with others, he was just a boy around 10 years old. Those he met certainly wouldn’t have asked for his name, simply calling him “kid”.

Of course, even if some had remembered his name back then, after over 10 years, who could have imagined the scrawny dark-skinned little brat was now Xiao Shun?