Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Late at night, in a small, exquisite courtyard of the Moon Bloodline’s manor:

Chen Fan sat on a stone bench, his eyes flickering. “The Bloodlines Martial Meet has come to an end. What’s next is...

“Tonight, the members of the Moon Bloodline are in a celebratory mood, letting their guard down. This is the perfect opportunity for me to locate Mother.”

A brilliant light shone in Chen Fan’s eyes.

Although many people of the Moon Bloodline had offered him toasts earlier, Chen Fan remained completely sober.

Swish.

Immediately, his figure blurred and seamlessly melded into the night like a wisp of green smoke.

Having probed Nangong Wan'er earlier, Chen Fan had discovered the existence of a forbidden area within the Moon Bloodline's mansion. Few were aware of its purpose, not even Nangong Wan'er herself.

Chen Fan speculated that this forbidden area was likely used to hold his mother, Nanyong Yue, under house arrest.

The Grand Elder, Nangong Xuan, issued the order to put Nangong Yue under house arrest, barring her from stepping out and receiving any visitors.

Therefore, the clan’s newer generation had only heard about the mysterious figure called Nangong Yue and how she was responsible for the Moon Bloodline’s decline.

However, they have no knowledge of her appearance or current situation.

Chen Fan donned an aura-concealing mask to ensure discretion, becoming akin to a ghost as he silently traversed the expansive Moon Bloodline manor.

As one of the Nangong Clan's three main bloodlines, the Moon Bloodline's residence occupied a vast expanse of land. Chen Fan advanced carefully, moving deeper into the manor.

After about two hours, the celebratory sounds in the distance gradually faded, eventually ceasing altogether. It meant that he had arrived at the depths of the Moon Bloodline manor.

Confident no one would notice him, Chen Fan spread out his senses.

Tonight was the night of celebrations for the Moon Bloodline. Gaining two seats in the council was such a big deal that even the five Core Formation realm powerhouses of the Moon Bloodline had all shown themselves, and Chen Fan had met all of them.

As a result, there were no Core Formation realm powerhouses in the vicinity, facilitating Chen Fan's covert exploration.

“Is it there?” Chen Fan looked to the right.

His senses had picked up a sorrowful aura in the remote courtyard in that direction.

Chen Fan’s heart stirred; he felt like a voice was telling him to go there.

He did not hesitate. He quickly fluttered over silently like a ghost.

This courtyard, though remote, showed no signs of decay. Its entrance was impeccably clean and tidy.

Hidden in the shadows, Chen Fan landed in a dark corner, his heart pounding in the silent night.

He took a deep breath. For some unknown reason, the closer he got to the courtyard, the faster his heart beat.

Moving like a phantom, he navigated swiftly and silently, reaching the corner of the walls. Blending seamlessly with the surroundings, he peered into the courtyard.

There, he spotted a woman in a light blue long dress seated on a stone bench. An aura of sorrow enveloped her, illuminated by the moonlight like a silver-white veil. She gazed at the full moon and recited, “Your collar is so blue, my heart is so true.” [1]

She was thinking of her son and her husband.

No matter if the sky was cloudy or clear, she would look at the sky every night, missing them.

Chen Fan instinctively knew that she was his mother, Nangong Yue. Despite never having met, the instant he laid eyes on her, the pulsating bloodline within him confirmed her identity.

“Mother...”

After eighteen years, I finally met you.

The woman's gaze suddenly shifted toward him, locking eyes with Chen Fan.

Their eyes met.

Instantly, the woman trembled slightly. She said with difficulty, “Child, my child.”

Swish!

Chen Fan could no longer hold it in. His figure blurred as he jumped off the high walls and appeared in front of the woman. He said with a shaky voice, “Mo... Mother.”

Nangong Yue's trembling hands reached out, cupping Chen Fan's face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she choked out, “So... so alike. Those eyebrows, those lips. You resemble Zhengqing so much...”

“Mother, I finally get to meet you.”

Chen Fan’s voice was also choking. He held Nangong Yue’s hands tightly.

“My child, what’s your name?” Nangong Yue asked.

The incident had come to light soon after Chen Fan’s birth. Chen Zhengqing had no choice but to flee from the imperial city, carrying the infant Chen Fan. They hadn't even had the chance to give him a name.

Eighteen years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Nangong Yue had always wondered about her husband and child, imagining how her child might look now.

“Mother, it’s Chen Fan. My name is Chen Fan.”

“Chen Fan...” Nangong Yue mumbled. Then, she raised her head and smiled. “Good. Chen Fan, Chen Fan, living an ordinary life.” [2]

“You’ve suffered, Mother.”

She had to stay away from her husband and her child for eighteen years; Chen Fan could not even imagine how she had endured the last eighteen years. Yet, the sorrowful aura emanating from her revealed the depth of her suffering.

Who could willingly endure eighteen years of separation from their loved ones, uncertain if they would ever meet them again or not?

The pain of longing was the most torturous.

“It wasn’t hard. As long as you and your father are safe, I don’t feel like I’ve suffered,” Nangong Yue said.

“Rest assured, Mother. I promised Father that I will surely bring you back one day and reunite our family, never to separate again.”

“Silly child, I have no regrets now that I have met you.” Nangong Yue smiled. Suddenly, a hint of panic crossed her face, and she urged, “Xiaofan, how did you enter here? Hurry, leave this place right now. It’ll be bad if someone discovers you.”

Although she could not bear to, Nangong Yue understood the urgency of the matter. She had been so overjoyed that she had forgotten something important.

The Nangong Clan was filled with countless experts.

She did not know how Chen Fan had located the courtyard or sneaked in, but she knew the consequences would be dire if the clan experts found him.

Chen Fan smiled and said, “No need to panic, Mother. I didn’t sneak into the Nangong Clan. I came in openly and honestly.”

He went on to recount the events, leaving Nangong Yue astonished.

“What? You assumed the alias of Wang Dongfan to fight for the Moon Bloodline and even helped us take one seat each from the Sun and the Star bloodlines!” Nangong Yue's voice held a hint of disbelief.

She knew that the Moon Bloodline had been on the decline due to her scandal. Still, she never regretted her actions.

She just hadn’t expected that her son would pull the Moon Bloodline out of their predicament.

“Xiaofan, you still need to leave right away. This is a forbidden area. If you are caught...”

Nangong Yue appeared anxious, pushing Chen Fan outside.

However, a voice suddenly rang out, shocking the two.

“I knew it. It really is you.”

1. She’s reciting a line from an ancient poem, 子衿, that expresses their longing for their loved ones. ☜

2. Fan means ordinary. ☜

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