Chapter 207: line with translation of title: 207

207 "Crazy, Grandpa, you really are crazy!"

But when the last three people figured out the three positions, Tushan Jiu scratched her head.

They say that those who can play together are complementary.

That saying is indeed correct.

Their three divinations are really hard to describe.

But it is precisely these three different results that point to three different directions: northeast and south.

Xie Shiyu and Tushan Jiu exclaimed in unison, "West!"

However, it is exactly this direction that made everyone furrow their brows tightly.

Going further west means heading up to the Heavenly Pool.

The Su family is playing with fire...

On the other side of the Heavenly Pool entrance, this is a place where tourists are prohibited from entering, because the mountain path is treacherous; most ordinary people who come here lose their way.

Because there is also a barrier here.

But this barrier is not the same as the one on the animal immortal's side.

This barrier is naturally formed, similar to a kind of illusion.

However, the function of this illusion is to drive people away from here, not to harm them.

And Su Yuan and Su Mu'an are currently inside it.

Su Mu'an was pulling a large wooden box behind him.

The wooden box was heavy, and he struggled to follow behind Su Yuan.

Su Yuan was especially happy today, holding a jade bottle in his hand, its mouth sealed with red cloth. He glanced back at Su Mu'an, a smile on his lips, and said, "It seems heaven is helping our spirit mediums return to the metaphysical world, little An, give it your all—we're about to reach the peak."

Su Mu'an did not lift his head, his eyes full of gloom.

He also never expected that his grandfather had actually finished the final step ahead of time, and moreover, he still had that thing in his hand, which had been tempered by heavenly thunder tribulation; today it seems he might really succeed.

He glanced sideways at the large wooden box behind him.

Dad, I've done my best; don't blame me.

He felt the miniature remote in his pants pocket, clenched his back teeth, and continued following Su Yuan toward the Heavenly Pool entrance.

The lingering spiritual energy at the Heavenly Pool entrance is the strongest; Su Yuan intends to complete his god‑making plan there.

All the way to the summit of Heavenly Pool Peak, the cold wind at the top stirred the tranquil water below.

The bottle in Su Yuan's hand seemed to sense something, emitting a faint vibration.

He curled the corner of his mouth and flicked his treasure with a finger.

Su Yuan told Su Mu'an to open the wooden box.

Su Mu'an did not move.

Su Yuan was dissatisfied: "What are you doing, dawdling? It's almost 12:30 PM, don't miss the hour—you know I need to take that wisp of yin energy!"

Su Mu'an still did not move, staring straight at him: "Grandfather, you should know you're not making a god; you're creating a monster that will deny peace to all the world's people!"

Exactly 4,900 ghosts refined into the purest yin energy, plus, over the past few decades, several generations and thousands of people have made pawn‑like transactions, accumulating several hundred years' worth of fortune, lifespan, merit, yin virtue, and the seven emotions and six desires, etc.

All of these have merged into his father's body, making him this 'god'.

A god similar to an evil deity.

"So what? Those who achieve great things are not bound by trivialities; you're still inexperienced. Don't forget we must exterminate the She Dao people, take revenge, and revive the Su..."

"Enough!" Su Mu'an closed his eyes, then opened them with resolve, pulling out the miniature remote and gripping it in his hand: "Grandfather, how much longer will you hide this from me? That wooden box contains your son, my father! How can you be so heartless!"

But you should know, his father himself was the most talented spirit medium among them, yet because his views differed from his grandfather's and he refused to help with their so‑called revenge, they imprisoned his soul.

His father resisted, but they used his mother and him as leverage, taking advantage of his unpreparedness and using secret arts to cast him into the abyss.

The yin killing energy entered his meridians, causing him to go berserk; then, with a continual infusion of yin energy day after day, he finally lost all reason.

They say that when a drought demon appears, the land turns barren for a thousand miles; but if his father truly succeeded in his tribulation, it would be barren for ten thousand miles!

But everything has a weakness, and his father's weakness is his mother.

So his grandfather also did not spare his mother.

Even though she was already dead, they still forged her into an iron‑copper body, likewise trapping her soul within to achieve immortality.

His mother is the switch used to control his father's immortality.

When he was little, he would always ask his grandfather where his parents had gone.

His grandfather just told him they were dead, all of them dead.

Actually, what he said wasn't wrong; to some extent, they really were dead.

They died at his hands!

And these are what he carved into the stone wall of the secret chamber after discovering the secret, sneaking in and seeing his father struggling to save himself—a diary.

He was in too much pain.

On what grounds?

On what grounds can they decide the life and death of his father and mother, forcing his family of three to follow their path of revenge?

On what grounds do they!

Moreover, regarding the incident with the Tushan family back then, he has spent all these years on the road of revenge and has indeed heard other versions.

All the signs indicate that it is actually the Su family who are the 'those who flirt first are cheap'.

Let them flirt; they just can't match up—it's the Tushan family deliberately harming the Su family.

He feels that after all these years of blindly following his grandfather's words, he has ended up as a joke.

Over the past decade or so, he has also 'killed' many people and deceived many; although most of them did not deserve such an end, in the end, by various means he made them surrender their fortune and lifespan, resulting one by one in wives separated from husbands, families torn apart, and miserable deaths everywhere.

As long as there is evil thought in a person's heart, many people can control it; they are the masters of evil thoughts.

But once someone uses some means, such as his grandfather's illusion technique, then their evil thoughts will turn against them.

Consequently, they will do something irreversible; to remedy it, they must pawn the best thing in their fate.

So he knows his hands are also stained with blood.

He also bears the surname Su, so he will not remain aloof.

Su Yuan opposite stared in astonishment at Su Mu'an for a while.

Suddenly he laughed, "That's right, he is your father; he is the genius of our Su clan, he should be the guardian deity of our Su clan, he will lead our Su clan to seize the top position in the Mystic Arts Realm—this is his destiny from birth."

Su Mu'an shook his head, "Crazy, Grandfather, you really are crazy!" He showed him the miniature remote control in his hand: "Grandfather, the path my father didn't want to take, I don't want to take either, but I've already gone halfway; we can't go further wrong, I've placed a homemade bomb in the wooden box; let's go to the Underworld to settle karma!"