Chapter 89

The Su clan chief, after hearing this, was left speechless.

He finally understood why Su Changyin had directly expelled his eldest son from the clan.

It turned out the boy had been betrayed by his own son and had his heart broken.

“Then where exactly did your daughter-in-law come from? Our Su family has intermarried with the Muwu Tribe many times—how come we’ve never seen a direct descendant hatch into a Blood Crimson Luo?” The Su clan chief stared at Su Changyin, utterly baffled.

Upon hearing this topic, Su Changyin immediately chuckled.

“To be honest, acquiring my daughter-in-law was no easy feat.”

“How so?” The Su clan chief frowned, puzzled.

“When I planned for my daughter-in-law, I sent one of my female disciples to the Muwu Tribe to lie low for twenty years.” Su Changyin said.

The Su clan chief pointed at his head, stunned. “You actually had the nerve to do that?”

“I made a deal with my disciple: if she helped me, spent at least twenty years there, I’d fully assist her in Foundation Establishment. Now she’s already a Foundation Establishment cultivator. I didn’t let her work for free.” Su Changyin said.

The Su clan chief didn’t know what to say: “...”

“My female disciple performed exceptionally well in the Muwu Tribe.

Twenty years was enough for her to establish deep roots there.

She even spread some of our Xiancheng’s basic cultivation methods to the younger generation of Muwu youths.

If she hadn’t served as a teacher there, and stayed for twenty years straight, I might never have secured my daughter-in-law.

In truth, the Muwu Tribe has long-standing intermarriage traditions with our Su clan—this practice has continued for centuries since our family settled in Xiancheng.

So they know our Su family’s situation inside and out.

That’s why they keep selecting their clan girls to marry into our family.

Once my child was granted the intermarriage quota with the Muwu Tribe,

I had my female disciple carefully observe which young girl the Muwu Tribe had chosen for the alliance.

The result, as expected, disappointed me greatly.

The Lin Linghua they initially selected was not my daughter-in-law—she was merely an extremely ordinary Muwu bloodline.

Not even from the main branch, just a distant collateral descendant, far removed.

My daughter-in-law is also named Lin Linghua, but she is the direct descendant of the Muwu Tribe’s main branch.

Like other Wu tribes, only clans that gave birth to an Ancestral Holy Witch can endure for generations.

The Ancestral Holy Witch of this Muwu branch was called Ancestor Bitong.

My daughter-in-law is a direct bloodline descendant of Ancestor Bitong.

Logically, she should never have been sent out for intermarriage.

But my daughter-in-law had a twin sister.

Yet the two sisters didn’t look alike.

That girl was no good—she schemed to push her own sister off a cliff to prevent her from marrying the man she loved.

She likely hoped her sister would die, so her own wishes could be fulfilled.

Her actions left my daughter-in-law in a living death for three years.

After falling from the cliff, my daughter-in-law severely damaged her foundational cultivation, then lay comatose for three more years, missing the best time for cultivation. When she finally awoke, she could no longer cultivate the Muwu Tribe’s methods.

But her sister never wasted a moment in cultivation.

She became a Witch outright.

Even when my daughter-in-law revealed her sister’s evil deeds to the family,

the family refused to punish a newly risen Witch for her sake.

This left my daughter-in-law deeply disappointed and heartbroken.

Yet the man who had always loved my daughter-in-law waited for her—even after she became a living corpse.

He waited until she awoke, determined to marry her.

Both his family and my daughter-in-law’s family opposed it.

Because my daughter-in-law, having missed her prime cultivation years, had no chance left of becoming a Witch.

Both families wanted her sister to marry him instead.

But the man stubbornly refused, so the standoff dragged on.

Later, my daughter-in-law’s sister advised her grandmother to have my daughter-in-law impersonate the collateral branch girl named Lin Linghua and marry into the alliance.

My daughter-in-law’s mother flatly refused this arrangement—if my daughter-in-law married into the alliance, she’d rarely ever return to the Muwu Tribe’s village again.

But my daughter-in-law agreed.

My female disciple repeatedly persuaded my daughter-in-law and even helped her convince her mother.

My daughter-in-law had long grown disgusted with her own family.

Aside from her biological mother, she never wanted to see those people again or have any dealings with them. Marrying far away to Xiancheng gave her a chance to re-cultivate our methods—she could still hope for immortality. So she agreed without hesitation.

As soon as she agreed, I found out.

My female disciple gave me a detailed report on my daughter-in-law Lin Linghua’s exact situation.

When I heard it, I realized this was an incredible stroke of luck.

What was I waiting for?

So I took my eldest son ahead of time to propose.

Then, with the help of my female disciple, I brought my daughter-in-law Lin Linghua home.”

The Su clan chief never imagined Su Changyin had pulled off such a massive scheme.

“You actually managed to marry a direct descendant of the Muwu Tribe as your daughter-in-law? After centuries of intermarriage, they’ve rarely ever married off their main-branch girls—even when they did, none ever came into our family.”

“That’s why I sent my female disciple there—definitely not a wasted effort. She did me a great service. So the moment she returned, I helped her achieve Foundation Establishment.”

“You’re too generous. Back then, your second and third sons hadn’t even reached Foundation Establishment. Everyone thought you were a fool for spending so many resources and sect points helping that young, beautiful female disciple—thought you’d been fooled by her.

Who knew there was such a reason behind it?

No wonder you expelled your eldest son. No wonder you wanted to kill him!”

Su Changyin grew furious at the mention of his eldest son.

“I spent decades planning, sacrificed so much.

When my daughter-in-law first came in, I treated her well, courted her favor—only for him to casually say he wanted to find his first love and waste it all.

If my daughter-in-law had angrily left with the child and returned to the Muwu Tribe, I’d have lost everything.

I truly wanted to stab him to death.

If you weren’t happy, why didn’t you say so earlier? Do you think I, as your father, would force you to marry?” Su Changyin’s eyes burned with deep hatred.

The Su clan chief silently sighed inside, wondering whether these father and son would ever reconcile.

Unlikely.

“So Su Jin and her three siblings are all direct descendants of Ancestor Bitong?” the Su clan chief asked.

“Yes, all of them.”