My Descendants Are My Power

The old lady's mouth twitched slightly, her feelings a mixed bag, feeling like something was off but unable to put her finger on it. She managed a strained, "Thanks."

Hesitating, she asked again, "Sword King, previously at Emerald Phoenix Peak outside the Sky Sect..."

Before she could finish, Lucas spoke up. "Let's keep things separate. I've learned something from years of sword practice: things change. If you're trying to say that Gary's issue has nothing to do with Emerald Phoenix Peak, that's a bit of a stretch."

"If I say that Blackwood has forgotten about Emerald Phoenix Peak, you wouldn't believe me either. What if one day, someone asks Emerald Phoenix Peak to attack Blackwood? What then? That's what really matters."

Lucas grinned, "That's all there is to it, no need to ask more."

"Ha, you really see the big picture, Sword King!" The old lady left happily, knowing that the folks at Blackwood were still reasonable.

Watching her leave, Lucas turned to look towards the direction of the three youngsters at the Psychic Sanctuary.

"Twenty years to challenge the prodigies, huh? That's enough."

He had already gotten the scoop from his younger sister. Whether Edward could grow up and gain favor from the Duke's mansion was crucial.

That was also the key to returning to their homeland...

[Blackwood Year 94.]

The three youngsters from Blackwood had broken through their barriers.

Their cultivation had improved by a level, and so had their talents.

Just out of the gate, they saw a figure standing tall with a sword case on his back, facing away from them. After greeting him, Lucas stared at them, "Let's go."

"Where to, Great Grandpa?" Edward replied, puzzled. He had grown up in Anderson's Bluefield, where the people were kind to him, and life had been easy. But for some reason, returning to the family felt heavy.

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The family elders seldom came home, always in a rush to leave again.

Each of them had a look of expectation in their eyes, just like he hoped to see Betty.

Edward swore he had never seen outsiders carry the same burden as his elders, each of them as silent as mountains, except for Uncle William.

Despite the family's strength, everyone was pushing hard, so hard he felt he couldn't catch up.

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"You're going where you need to go."

This was the most Lucas had spoken to them since they met. "Edward, I don't know if you feel the urgency of the twenty-year agreement, but I want to tell you, you're lucky to be a father now. Your lady love is willing to risk her life for you," he said.

Edward fell silent. These past two years, he had questioned whether he had made a mistake.

Poor Betty had a child out of wedlock, possibly facing scorn, and he hadn't even seen his beloved or held his child. That day at the Duke's mansion, in front of Michael, he hadn't even dared to mention it.

"I don't want you to end up like me."

Lucas's gaze deepened.

Then he looked at Nicholas and Donna, "You've been raised by others since your parents weren't around, missing out on a proper childhood. I'm sorry we elders have interacted with you this way. We don't expect you to understand, but now there's a chance, a chance to not enter our world, maybe then you can live a little easier."

The three of them looked solemnly at Lucas. Ever since their great-grandfather had returned, they felt they were living in a dangerous place, yet they didn't know where the danger came from.

Hearing this, Nicholas's eyes reddened, his voice choked up, "Great Grandpa, are you... are you going to die? Great Grandpa, don't go to dangerous places. When I was at Cloudrise Oceanview Pavilion, an uncle who went on a dangerous mission talked just like this!"

Lucas furrowed his brow deeply, shook his head, turned around, and simply ignored the three youngsters. Under their bewildered gazes, he leapt into the air. After a while, it seemed like the crisp sound of a sword breaking could be heard from the sky.

Edward and Donna squinted their eyes, staring intensely at Nicholas.

"Did... did I say something wrong?"

Just as they were about to speak, their minds went blank. A figure dressed in black caught the three falling children, tied them up, and whisked them away through the clouds.

"Man, that kid's got a temper," Ethan chuckled, covering his mouth as his shoulders shook.

[Your descendant Lucas has destroyed a medium-grade psychic equipment and has decided to raid a bandit lair or a cult today to rid the people of evil.]

"Cough, cough."

Ethan finally regained his composure and looked back at the screen where the three youngsters had already appeared in a new location.

[Demon Hunters Alliance]

Waking up from unconsciousness, they smelled something fragrant, feeling sticky all over. As their vision gradually cleared...

"Ah!!!"

They jumped up simultaneously, finding themselves in the mouth of a man-eating flower!

"Damn, where the heck are we?"

"Big boss flew away!"

"That's a huge flower, and it's got teeth, and eyes? I'm scared."

As they regained their composure, they saw a girl looking at them with interest. She sat on a dry tree branch, wearing a shabby Taoist robe. The faded cyan robe was loosely worn, revealing a white undergarment that accentuated her figure.

Her lower body was clad in loose white pants, showing the cleanest part of her calves, and she wore worn cyan cloth shoes with dirty, yellowed white socks that reached just two inches above her ankles.

If not for the chaotic soot marks on her body, she would appear very gentle and demure.

At that moment, she grinned, showing a set of white teeth, "This is really a big catch, you little Blackwood rascals, hiding for so long. Now I've finally caught you. Just wait here, I bet your enemies from Blackwood would pay a handsome price for your lives."

"..."

"..."

The three kids were silent for a long while until Nicholas saw the girl's smile gradually fade, then he said, "The children have seen their great-grandmother."

"Ahaha."

Amelia forced a laugh, "True descendants of the Blackwoods, I knew you weren't fools like Larry and Marcus."

Jumping down from the tree branch, Amelia's expression was calm, "Your great-grandfather must have asked you if you're ready to embrace the next phase of cultivating psychic powers, right?"

Edward nodded seriously.

"Great-grandpa asked us if we really wanted to enter the family's world, or choose to live an ordinary life."

Amelia raised an eyebrow, "You still have one chance."

"I want to marry Betty openly and honorably!"

"I am no coward."

"I... I've returned from the Coffin of Eternal Death, and I'm not afraid of pain anymore, really, not afraid!"

Amelia turned away, a slight, pleased smile on her face.

Ten minutes later.

In a pool bubbling like boiling water, a thick green viscous liquid.

The screams of the three children formed a discordant sound in the Demon Hunters Alliance.

[Your three descendants are currently being soaked in a body tempering liquid concocted by Amelia from three hundred and sixty types of ninth-grade poisons...]