Chapter 8: An Ever-Heavier Love

After capturing a wild Linlang Pavilion member in the reception room, Chen Juenian produced his Gold Card.

“I wish to discuss a transaction with your Linlang Pavilion.”

The man who had been apprehended saw the Gold Card and his anger instantly dissipated.

Everyone in the nearby Linlang Pavilion now knew the Xuanyuan Clan had two Gold Card holders.

If this young man wasn’t Xuanyuan Lan, then he must be that other one…

“Please enlighten me, Senior.”

“All the medicinal herbs on this list. And also, this Peerless Martial Skill.”

“?!”

The herbs on the list were one thing, but a Peerless Martial Skill?

Didn’t this Senior just sell one not long ago?

“You misunderstand. I wish to entrust your Linlang Pavilion to deliver this martial skill to a specific person…”

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“Yes, Miss Xuanyuan. This is entrusted to you by a powerful individual.”

Xuanyuan Jiong inquired about the other party’s identity, but it was clear the Linlang Pavilion would not reveal it if the person wished to remain anonymous.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Jiong could only accept the Peerless Martial Skill for now.

After the Linlang Pavilion member left, Xuanyuan Jiong returned to her room and carefully examined the bamboo slip.

Peerless… Martial Skill…

Proficient in many Heaven-grade Martial Skills, Xuanyuan Jiong clearly understood that what she held was indeed a genuine Peerless Martial Skill.

But it also had corresponding restrictions.

Its owner did not wish this skill to be passed down through generations, so the moment it was learned, the ink on this bamboo slip would vanish, imprinting itself directly onto the practitioner’s soul.

“Nian’er might be able to use this.”

As soon as this thought surfaced, Xuanyuan Jiong immediately quickened her pace and headed towards Chen Juenian’s residence.

“…”

“Nian’er?”

“I’m here, Mother. Is something the matter?”

Pushing the door open, a beaming Xuanyuan Jiong directly placed the bamboo slip into Chen Juenian’s palm.

“This is a martial skill for self-preservation, Nian’er. Once you learn it…”

“…”

Chen Juenian didn’t hear the words that followed.

He hadn’t anticipated that Xuanyuan Jiong would return such a precious and perfectly suited martial skill to him.

Given his current condition, even if ‘Xuanyuan Nian’ truly had exceptional comprehension and learned the Peerless Martial Skill, in his hands it would only function like ordinary fists and feet.

Yet, even so, Xuanyuan Jiong had thought of him first.

“Mother. This martial skill must be extremely valuable, right?”

“It’s not valuable at all, Nian’er. Please, practice it with peace of mind.”

Xuanyuan Jiong advised very gently, seemingly determined to have Chen Juenian master this skill:

“Look, Nian’er, this skill is called Primordial Chaos Swift Step. Once learned, you can travel a thousand miles in a day, allowing Nian’er to go anywhere he wishes and see any scenery he desires.”

“Nian’er’s strength is currently shallow. Shouldn’t Mother learn this skill first? Nian’er can learn it later when he becomes stronger, right?”

“But this…”

Chen Juenian grasped Xuanyuan Jiong’s soft, slender hand, then leaned in and gently left a kiss on her cheek.

“Mother needs this martial skill more than Nian’er does.”

“This… this Peerless Martial Skill can only be learned by one person. If I learn it… then Nian’er won’t be able to…”

Her breathing gradually became rapid—if Xuanyuan Jiong remembered correctly, this was the first time her child had actively kissed her cheek.

Chen Juenian had always been shy.

For Xuanyuan Jiong, getting him to take the initiative to hold her hand even once was a difficult task, let alone a filial kiss filled with affection.

“Mother, can you indulge Nian’er just this once? This time, Nian’er doesn’t want to listen to Mother.”

“…”

“…”

As if having lost her soul, Xuanyuan Jiong’s mind was filled with nothing but Chen Juenian after returning to her room.

Her child had disobeyed her, yet she felt not the slightest bit troubled.

Instead, she felt a tinge of excitement because of it.

Nian’er was so filial, making it almost impossible for her to generate any thought of refusal.

In that moment, she had no doubt that she would agree to and fulfill any request Chen Juenian made.

“Nian’er… my Nian’er… Wait until Mother becomes stronger, strong enough to leave this place. Then I will hold you and take you to see all the world’s most breathtaking sights…”

Placing the bamboo slip in her hand to the side, Xuanyuan Jiong actively shattered the shackles within her dantian.

For her child’s sake, she had to become stronger.