Liuzhou, Yan Family, Back Courtyard.

The former Sect Master Yan Hanqing was sitting in front of the carriage, puffing on a pipe. He wasn't actually very old, not yet sixty, but he had already stepped down, passing the position of Sect Master to Yan Shihai.

He looked troubled, a "chuan" character etched on his forehead.

He had once been a dashing and elegant man, but now, dressed in rough clothing, he looked just like an ordinary coachman.

The tobacco in the pipe had long gone out, yet he kept on puffing subconsciously, as if lost in thought.

At the moon gate of the back courtyard, Yan Shihai said to Yan Shaomian with a smile, "Shaomian, the Lingshan Hall Collection and Nangong Collection are absolute skills created by our Yan Family ancestors. The cultivation techniques in them are all-encompassing. You have the most talent; you must practice well."

Yan Shaomian nodded silently.

"Whether the Yan Family flourishes again or not, I don't care anymore. As long as you and your younger brother are safe and sound."

Yan Shihai smiled, patting her head, and said, "Take good care of yourself, find someone nice to marry, and don't think about revenge. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Yan Shaomian couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat, tears rolling down her cheeks as she choked, "Sect Master, isn't there any chance to turn things around?"

Yan Shihai shook his head, "No chance to turn things around. The Yan Family has two cornerstones: one is over ten thousand years of accumulation in the Upper Realm, the other is over six thousand years of layout in the underworld. In the past, many people wanted to shake the Thirteen Families, but they all ended up battered and bruised. Now, both the Upper Realm and the underworld are destroyed. My Yan Family only has this bit of power left in the Mortal World."

Yan Shaomian said, "There are still other families..."

Yan Shihai cut her off, his face serious, speaking sternly, "Don't go to other families! Those families won't help you in your hour of need; they will only kick you when you're down and completely devour my Yan Family! If you go to other families, you give them the chance to completely devour my Yan Family!"

Yan Shaomian was frightened into silence, not daring to speak.

Yan Shihai took a breath, his expression calming, "Chen Shi's family across three generations are ambitious wolves. After destroying my Yan Family, they won't stop at destroying other families. You won't be safe at any other family."

He squatted down, picked up the little boy at Yan Shaomian's feet, using his beard to tickle the little boy's face. The little boy giggled uncontrollably, childishly saying, "Father, it tickles!"

Yan Shihai put him down, his expression turning serious again, "Zhenxiu, what's your surname?"

"Surname Yan!" the little boy chirped.

"Your surname is not Yan; your surname is Fang!" Yan Shihai said.

He asked again, "Zhenxiu, what's your surname?"

The little boy hesitated and said, "Surname Yan..."

"Bang!"

Yan Shihai slapped him on the face, yelling, "Say it again, what's your surname?"

The little boy cried loudly but was intimidated by Yan Shihai's aura and didn't dare to continue crying. Yan Shihai shouted, "Repeat after me, your surname is Fang!"

The little boy, distressed and scared, trembled.

Yan Shihai, with his anger flaring, shouted, "Say it!"

The little boy sobbed, "My surname is Fang..."

"What's your name?" Yan Shihai pressed on.

Tears streaming down, the little boy said, "My name is Fang Zhenxiu..."

Yan Shihai smiled, squatted down, and looking at the little boy's face, he smiled and said, "Good boy, what a good boy. From today on, you are Fang Zhenxiu. Your father's name is Fang Qing, your mother's name is Du Yue'e, and your sister's name is Fang Shaoxuan. Do you remember?"

Fang Zhenxiu nodded.

Yan Shihai hugged him tightly, choking on his words, "If we get through this, Father will definitely find you, definitely..."

Yan Hanqing coughed, "Shihai, it's time to go."

Yan Shihai wiped his tears, picked up Fang Zhenxiu, placed him on the carriage, and nodded to Yan Shaomian.

Yan Hanqing, dressed as a coachman, swung the whip, and the carriage left the backyard, heading out of Liuzhou City.

"Father, aren't you coming?" Fang Zhenxiu stuck his head out of the carriage, asking loudly.

Yan Shihai shook his head, waving goodbye.

"As the Sect Master, I must have responsibilities. I must stay and live or die with the Yan Family!"

He returned to the Yan Mansion, sitting in the front hall, waiting quietly. The surroundings were chaotic, with many Yan Family house servants and clansmen running around, hastily packing and extremely anxious.

Yan Shihai had already issued a dismissal order, dismissing the main family's servants and maids.

After a while, the Yan Family ancestors Yan Wuji, and Great Ancestor Yan Siqing also arrived in the front hall. — The Yan Family originally had four ancestors, but during the great calamity, two were too old and didn't make it.

Yan Siqing said, "The main branch and sideline of the Yan Family in the city have all been dismissed. Let them each flee for their lives."

Besides the main family, half of Liuzhou City consisted of residences belonging to the Yan Family. Now, with the merger of the Yin Yang Two Realms event, there were few people with other surnames in the city besides servants and government officers.

What Yan Siqing referred to as dismissal meant letting the other branches of the Yan Family escape.

"Shihai, is there really no chance left?"

Yan Siqing said, "Our Yan Family still has significant official forces across various regions, controlling provincial troops and border troops in all Fifty Provinces of the West Bull New Continent. The Chen Family are mere heroes across three generations; they indeed have strong influence in the underworld, but in the Mortal World, they have no foundation to contest the families! This battle, we may not lose!"

Yan Shihai shook his head, "Great Ancestor, the Yan Family has no chance left. The Chen Family, ambitious wolves spanning three generations, have been plotting for a long time. Across the counties, towns, Red Mountain Hall's influence is vast, with groups ranging from tens to hundreds. These Talisman Masters are skilled in warfare, fighting ghost monsters and evil spirits during the calamity, while being shielded by Divine beings in the countryside. With a single command from Chen Shi, the Red Mountain Hall everywhere will target my Yan Family's forces. The fall of the Yan Family could occur any moment now."

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