Every direct descendant of the Yu Family who cultivated the Timely Rain Scripture was forbidden from forming a bond with anyone. Otherwise, once their vital gate was breached, their life and death would fall into another person’s hands.
However, breaching the vital gate without losing one’s virginity was a first in the Yu Family’s history, as the vital gate only emerged when the body reached an extreme state of arousal.
In other words—
“Yan Zhen broke his mother-in-law’s vital gate… with his foot?”
Shui Bailan couldn’t help but entertain this bizarre thought, and it refused to leave her mind.
In her view, his mother-in-law had seemed somewhat like an ice queen, which explained her aloofness. But the reality appeared different from what she had imagined—or perhaps Yan Zhen was simply special. Otherwise, she would have suppressed him the instant he touched her, let alone allowed him to toy with her so freely.
But none of that mattered now. What mattered was that Yan Zhen had breached his mother-in-law’s vital gate.
This was the gravest taboo.
If the clan elders discovered that the Family Head Yu Lu’s vital gate had been breached, the clan rules demanded that she be stripped of all positions, imprisoned, and in severe cases, executed outright.
A breached vital gate meant she had become someone’s puppet. Even if her heart resisted, she would still act according to their will, potentially endangering the entire family.
Of course, Yan Zhen could also die.
If this “master” died, the matter would pose no threat at all.
She wondered how they would handle it.
Watching the young couple sitting on the bed, leaning against each other, Shui Bailan let out a quiet sigh.
Things might just end here for Yan Zhen—with Xuan’er, and with the Yu Family.
About half an hour later, the door connecting the two rooms slowly opened. Dean Yu Qing’s voice came from within.
“Second Sister is awake. Everyone come over.”
With that, she retreated back inside.
The three of them perked up at her words. They silently passed through the archway into the next room.
Elder Yu Yan, the Family Head Yu Lu, and Dean Yu Qing—the three sisters—sat side by side at the bedside. They watched quietly as Shui Bailan led the guilty young couple forward. To be precise, their gazes fixed solely on Yan Zhen.
Dean Yu Qing, in particular, glared at him as if she wanted to devour him whole—fiercely intimidating!
The trio halted. Shui Bailan stepped aside of her own accord. Yan Zhen kept his head lowered while Mentor Yu Xuan took the initiative to ask,
“Is Mother feeling better?”
A flicker of unease crossed the Family Head Yu Lu’s face.
“No problems. Don’t worry.”
Yan Zhen felt immensely guilty.
“I’m sorry, Mother-in-Law. It was my fault. I lost my head for a moment and mistook you for someone else. I never meant to leave you like this. Truly, I’m so sorry… Can this be undone?”
The Family Head Yu Lu shook her head.
“Not unless you disperse your cultivation.”
“I’m sorry.” Yan Zhen drooped his head in dejection. “But please don’t worry, Mother-in-Law. I absolutely won’t do anything.”
“What else do you think you’re going to do?” Dean Yu Qing snapped viciously. “You little punk, do you have any idea what this means? If her vital gate is breached, Second Sister could lose her position as family head—or worse, be thrown in prison!”
Though she feared Second Sister greatly, Dean Yu Qing actually cared for her deeply.
“This—” Yan Zhen felt even worse and could only repeat, “I’m sorry.”
“Sigh, you really messed up this time, Little Yan Zhen.” Even Elder Yu Yan, who doted on him, spoke words of rebuke. “We trust your character and know you harbor no ill intentions toward Xiao Lu or the Yu Family. But the clan elders won’t buy that. Once word gets out that Xiao Lu’s vital gate has been breached… sigh~”
She was genuinely troubled—even her squinty eyes had opened wide.
Mentor Yu Xuan ached for her mother and her beloved. Her jade hand gently stroked Yan Zhen’s head as she said,
“Scolding Yan Zhen won’t help matters. What do we do now? The truth hasn’t come out yet. Can we keep it hidden?”
Elder Yu Yan sighed wistfully.
“If she doesn’t circulate her power, it’s hard to detect. But once she does, it’ll be obvious—the aura changes. Xiao Lu rarely fights others, but she can’t avoid using her cultivation entirely.”
“Is there no way to mask it?”
“Most aura-masking techniques fail once power is circulated. Unless a Supreme takes action.”
The room’s atmosphere shifted subtly at those words.
Dean Yu Qing blinked.
“Should we tell the Supreme about this?”
The Family Head Yu Lu answered her.
“No major Yu Family matter can be hidden from the Supreme. That’s one of the basic rules for a family head. Without the Supreme’s support, the Yu Family wouldn’t be what it is today.”
“Then let’s summon the Supreme.” Shui Bailan suggested. “This is serious. We should hear her opinion on how to resolve it.”
Yu Shizun never meddled in Yu Family affairs unprompted, but on important matters, both the family head and elders heeded her views.
Everyone looked to the Family Head Yu Lu, who nodded slightly. Yan Zhen immediately pulled out a messaging talisman. As he sent the message, he said,
“I’ll contact the Yu Shizun!”
The message read:
【Little Yan Zhen: Yu Shizun, I’ve caused a huge disaster. Come quick.】
Moments after he sent it, the space behind Yan Zhen split open on its own. The veiled Yu Shizun stepped out from within.
The six of them hurried to greet her.
Yu Shizun’s mood seemed low, and she didn’t respond. Her beautiful eyes swept over the six people in the room before settling on Yan Zhen. She cut straight to the point.
“What happened?”
Yan Zhen scratched his head, finding it hard to speak up.
“I… I accidentally breached Mother-in-Law’s vital gate in her cultivation technique.”
After saying it, he meekly added, “I’m sorry.” He felt deeply remorseful inside, figuring even the Yu Shizun would be disappointed in him now.
Yet her reaction was nothing like he expected. She remained utterly calm, to the point where he wondered if she’d even heard him.
There wasn’t the slightest ripple in her eyes, as if this were the most ordinary thing in the world.
“Broken is broken. As long as you treat her well, it doesn’t matter whether it’s breached or not.”
Yan Zhen was utterly dumbfounded.
“Huh?”
The others were equally stunned into silence, shocked by the Supreme’s attitude. Only the Family Head Yu Lu vaguely grasped her meaning, a faint blush coloring her pretty face.
Mentor Yu Xuan asked, puzzled,
“What do you mean, Supreme?”
Yu Shizun replied flatly,
“A slight adjustment to the mystic power aura will cover the fact that the vital gate is breached.”
“But the clan rules state—”
“Rules are dead, people are alive. That rule exists to prevent harm to the Yu Family. This Seat trusts Yan Zhen and will vouch for him. Naturally, there’s no need to follow it.”
“…”
In that instant, Yan Zhen thought the Yu Shizun was so cool—she was practically his goddess!
Yu Shizun condensed a droplet of rain on her fingertip and flicked it toward the Family Head Yu Lu’s dantian. It rippled out in visible waves of watery light.
Thump.
“There. No one below Supreme level will notice anything amiss.”
The Family Head Yu Lu tested her power circulation and found it truly worked. Her aura was whole and flawless again. It was a bit choppy during operation, which would hinder her in full combat, but that wasn’t a big issue for her. She rarely fought anyway and always traveled with escorts—like Yu Die’s mother, the Rain Swallow!
“Nothing else to worry about. Just don’t have any children.”
With those odd parting words, the Yu Shizun stepped back into the spatial rift and vanished.
Don’t have children? Yan Zhen stood there dumbfounded, a huge question mark practically hovering over his head.
