She became a god

Ye Qingzhou was extremely annoyed by the severely damaged Ice Soul Sword, while Xue Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

If Xue Hong had taken over the responsibility of family head when he was young, he would definitely not have offered the Ice Soul Sword as a reward.

However, he is no longer young.

Gone is the same high spirit I once had, the belief that I was the one who could repair the Ice Soul Sword.

For many years, the Ice Soul Sword has been like a mountain weighing on the hearts of every member of the Xue family.

The Xue family invested a great deal of energy and resources in repairing the sword, but received no return for a long time.

Today, for the sake of the Xue family's descendants, we are giving away the treasure passed down from our ancestors. It can be considered that the Ice Soul Sword is giving the Xue family its last bit of remaining power.

Thinking about it this way, the last trace of reluctance in my heart for the Ice Soul Sword was also put to rest.

Then, in accordance with the law, the unfilial son was splashed awake, and Xue Suimu's eyes were cold and full of hatred.

Xue Hong flew into a rage, grabbed a whip and lashed it at the man, shouting, "You unfilial son! You disobey your father, harm your own siblings, not only tarnish the reputation of the Xue family, but also caused the Ice Soul Sword to be given away! You deserve to die a thousand deaths!"

Facing his own father's vicious curses and cruel whipping, Xue Suimu showed no sadness. He sneered, "It seems this Ice Soul Sword is unworthy of its name. If it were a good one, you would have given it to Xue Suihan or Xue Suibao long ago. How could you bear to give it to an outsider?"

It must be said that although Xue Suimu's reasoning may not be correct, he arrived at the correct conclusion.

"You unfilial son, how dare you talk back!"

Enraged, Xue Hong gritted his teeth and slapped Xue Suimu a dozen more times until a servant came to remind him, "Master, the young master has had another episode!"

Xue Hong dragged Xue Suimu into Xue Suibao's room with a whip, saying, "Look what you've done! Abao has been living a life worse than death these days, crying out in pain every day. Quickly hand over the antidote."

Xue Suibao, lying on his sickbed, had a pale face, purple lips, and was much thinner; he looked like he wouldn't live much longer.

This amused Xue Suimo so much that she immediately burst out laughing.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap echoed in the room.

"As the year draws to a close, in all these years, have I, as the mistress of the house, ever made things difficult for you? Why did you target A Bao?"

Looking at the angry woman in front of her, Xue Suimu smiled slightly, "A mother's heart is connected to her child's. Xue Suibao is about to die, and you are so sad. Put yourself in my shoes, and you should be able to understand why I hate you and Xue Hong."

"You unfilial son! Your mother has always treated you very well, and the household has never shortchanged you. Yet you come to resent your parents. You are truly a born wicked child!"

"Mother?" Xue Suimu smiled sarcastically. "My mother died long ago, killed by you and her."

"Ridiculous! That woman died of illness on her own, and you're blaming me for it?"

“Father, you’ve always been like this; you never admit your mistakes.”

“You think I’m a bad person, but if I hadn’t grown up under your care, maybe I would be a good person.”

At this moment, Xue Suibao kept whimpering, constantly complaining of feeling unwell.

Madam Xue felt heartbroken upon hearing this and hurriedly said, "Consider it our fault, please save Abao first."

"Is Madam begging me? But when my mother begged Madam, she didn't agree."

"Didn't you forget?"

"No, I've always remembered."

As the snow fell to the end of the year, she seemed to be lost in some kind of memory. "Madam, I always thought you were a wonderful person, and you cared for me, your adopted son who is not related to you by blood."

“I always knew that my mother didn’t want to stay here; she wanted to take me and run away. And you agreed to her request, and you even offered to help her.”

"But later, you changed your mind and told Father about it. Father was very angry. He beat Mother half to death and pushed me onto a rock."

"So much blood, so much blood, it just won't stop no matter how much we wipe... My mother and I are crying in pain, while you are watching and laughing from above."

"We are all human beings, all living beings of the Yunying Continent. Yet there are always some people who can easily decide the fate of others, and if the oppressed want to resist, they often have to pay with their lives."

"Is this fair? Kind and compassionate lady, please tell me!"

"You unfilial son, how dare you speak like that..."

Xue Suimu smiled scornfully, "I won't ask you if you think it's fair, because you've long been rotten to the point of lust for power, and you'll never understand the meaning of the word 'fairness'."

"You..." Xue Hong was so angry that his hands trembled. If he could, he really wanted to slap this unfilial son to death.

But he can't do that now.

Because Xue Suibao was still poisoned, the doctors who came to help said that Abao's condition was very dangerous.

So Xuehong could only grit his teeth and say, "Quickly treat Abao's illness!"

"If I don't get treatment, the worst you can do is kill me. It's a life-for-life deal, so it's not a particularly bad deal."

"I should have strangled you, you bastard, back then!"

"Haha!" Xue Suimu laughed. "Bastard? If you hadn't insisted on taking another man's wife, I wouldn't have ended up in a more embarrassing situation than a mistress!"

"You traitor, go to hell..."

Madam Xue restrained the furious Xue Hong and said, "I've watched you grow up, and I know you're a smart man. You certainly don't want to die. I promise you, if you can save A Bao, I'll let you go."

Xuehong was very dissatisfied and wanted to deny it, "Madam, you..."

"Master, Ah Bao's life is the most important."

Having a child late in life naturally makes one dote on him. Unlike Xue Suihan's melancholy and frailty, or Xue Suimu's cautiousness, Xue Suibao is lively and active, growing up in the love of Xue Hong and his wife.

It can be said that among the three children of the Xue family, the interaction between Xue Suibao and Xue Hong is more like that of an ordinary father and son.

So Xuehong softened his tone, "After you cure Abao, get out of here! Don't let me see you again."

Xue Hong felt he had made a huge concession, but little did he know that Xue Suimu hated his arrogant attitude.

"I can cure Xue Suibao, but you must give me my mother's jade pendant."

In the world of cultivation, every cultivator who joins a family or sect possesses a natal jade tablet, on which a wisp of their spiritual consciousness is attached. When a cultivator dies naturally, their natal jade tablet is given to the underworld to facilitate their reincarnation.

Logically, after Xue Suimu's mother died, Xue Hong should have sent the jade pendant to the underworld, but for some unknown reason, he kept the jade pendant.

As a child, wanting your mother's soul to return to the underworld and be reincarnated is actually a very reasonable request.

But Xue Hong remained silent after hearing Xue Suimu's request.

Even though Madam Xue pleaded with him, Xue Hong refused to agree.

"Master, just give it to him! Ah Bao is dying! He doesn't want anything else. That woman is long dead. What use is the jade pendant to you?"

"Besides, she never wanted to stay by your side."

After a long silence, Xue Hong suddenly erupted, his face turning terrifyingly grim. "Enough! Even you think I was wrong about what happened back then? Are you going to blame me too?"