The Way of The Dao

"Is the former Young Master still alive?"

"Hadn't he died?"

"Right! Hadn't it been said that he had disappeared in the Nightmare Valley?"

A group of old men questioning each other made their way to the personal courtyard of the current Young Master of the Feng family. The guards and servants quickly caught wind of this news and every member of the Feng family had heard the rumor.

The former Young Master Feng Yu is still alive!

"Di Ji, you can go and rest. You don't need to stay here."

Ling Tian spoke shortly after setting the teacup down on the table, noticing that several subjects were heading towards the personal courtyard where they were.

"But it is my duty to serve you..."

"Don't worry, in any case I gave you permission to rest. Just go to sleep." Ling Tian looked at a reluctant Di Ji who seemed hesitant to leave and neglect her duties.

"Then Di Ji is leaving, Sir. If you need anything, you can call me and I will quickly come." Di Ji bowed respectfully to Ling Tian and nervously walked out of the personal courtyard.

"Heavenly Sun Continent, heh?" Ling Tian mumbled with his eyes closed for a few seconds after seeing Di Ji leave, before opening them again and looking at the group of men over the age of 50 quickly entering the personal courtyard and heading towards him, with the emblem of a sword and a star on their robes. His indifferent gaze only raised his eyebrow slightly.

"Young Master!"

"It's really him!"

"He was still alive!"

"Little Young Master, where had you been all this time?!"

"My goodness, it really is our family's blessing to get our Young Master back!"

The Feng family Elders surrounded Ling Tian once they approached and confirmed that he was their long-lost Young Master. There were many looks of surprise, shock, doubt and more as they continued to watch Ling Tian.

Ling Tian simply smirked slightly as he watched the reactions of these people, he could quickly decipher that some of them, if not most of them were only pretending more surprise and joy. It was as if they didn't really care about the fact that this previous Young Master was still alive. These people should be the Elders of this family.

"Hmm? It seems that Little Young Master is still alive! This must be the will of the heavens for the Feng family to rise once again!"

Before the elders asked more questions and more time passed, a powerful voice full of vigor was heard throughout the personal courtyard when a man with an appearance of over 50 years old walked in. Behind this man, two more elders followed and the servants stood at the entrance of the personal courtyard, secretly watching what was going on. Even Di Ji were hidden behind the other maidservants, curiously watching as well.

Ling Tian raised his eyebrow slightly, looking at this remarkable older man who was Half-Step to Golden Core realm. The two elders beside him had a cultivation at the Peak Stage of the Foundation Establishment. The other elders were from the Middle Stage to the Late Stage of the Foundation Establishment as well.

Feng Rao, who had entered and said loudly, furrowed his brows a little when he saw Ling Tian, who the latter was still seated and had a relaxed and almost indifferent expression, as if he was not afraid of his presence.

'How strange, this brat would always have a slightly worried face when confronting me. It seems like he really lost his memory...' Feng Rao thought to himself as he observed Ling Tian's appearance. Indeed, Feng Rao couldn't help but think that this was his missing Young Master, although this young man clearly had a handsome, noble, elegant and unique bearing and appearance, he still had some slight and small traces of his appearance when he was a kid.

Leaving aside some of the wounds visible on Ling Tian, Feng Rao was almost certain that this young man was the former Young Master.

"Is something wrong?" Ling Tian picked up the teacup and slowly took a sip, savoring its contents, not caring about the manners he was currently displaying. After all, were they really worthy of him getting up?

But this behavior made many people frown.

"Feng Yu! You dare to disrespect the Patriarch, don't you know how to show respect to your elders!" One of the two elders beside Feng Rao yelled furiously at the sight of Ling Tian who was still sitting calmly, even slowly sipping tea to mock, as if he was doing it on purpose.

Ling Tian slightly opened his eyes and faintly looked at the elder, only to immediately close his eyes again and ignore him.

"You...!" The old man growled furiously when he saw that this young man was ignoring him.

'It seems that this boy's name was Feng Yu... it's a pity...' Ling Tian sighed inwardly, finally knowing the name of the young man he had been mistaken for.

Instantly, Ling Tian scowled slightly and raised his gaze slightly towards the sky, before once again showing an indifferent expression and looking at Feng Rao.

"It's alright, don't bother. I understand that little Young Master has lost his memory." Feng Rao quickly raised his hand, stopping the voices that were about to be heard. Then, he gave Ling Tian one more scan before saying again with a regretful expression, "I also understand that he has become a cripple and will never be able to cultivate again. Maybe that's the reason why he lost his memory and doesn't know anything about his life, isn't that right Feng Yu?" Even his tone of voice became slightly coarse and changed his manner of address.

Everyone released their spirit senses and scanned Ling Tian from head to toe, realizing that indeed his Meridians and even his Dantian were in pieces.

Did he lose his memory? And has he become a cripple?

They all had these thoughts and came to the conclusion: this former Young Master has become trash!

The greatest genius of his family had become a trash that he could not cultivate? What a shame and disappointment!

Even the elders who were happy at first could not help but show real disappointment and shame, looking at Ling Tian as if he was nothing more than a sack of trash. After all, someone who cannot cultivate will always be a loser, a trash for their entire life...

The elder who had yelled earlier also couldn't help but sigh in disappointment; the fury and anger he had earlier had disappeared and only disappointment and letdown resided in him.

"Don't worry." Feng Rao spoke again when the mood was gloomy and added, "Even if little Yu can no longer cultivate, there is still my son. He will lead the family to great heights!" His voice became proud and delighted.

"Right! We still have the current Young Master!"

"Yes!"

"There is still hope!"

"Our family will rise to great heights!"

The elders who were sad and disappointed rejoiced again at the thought of the current Young Master!

"Patriarch, I'm still not sure if he is the former Young Master..." However, the other elder who was next to Feng Rao looked at Ling Tian in detail and added, "No offense, little Young Master, but you have been missing for more than 5 years and barely appeared now. Even if you look a little like the previous Young Master, we are still not completely sure that it is really you."

"What are you saying? Of course he's the Young Master! Can't you see that he even has his personal diary with him?!" Feng Rao pointed to the small, battered old book on the table beside the teacup. His face showed obvious annoyance and anger as Ling Tian's identity was in doubt.

Ling Tian had taken out the small book before the elders arrived.

"Excuse me, Patriarch, but lately there have been many spies wanting to enter our family to learn our secrets or even assassinate valuable members." The elder shook his head and apologized to Ling Tian, "Excuse me, little Young Master, but you will have to confirm that you are really our offspring through the blood test. If you really are, then you can live comfortably here all your life and we won't bother you, but if not..." The elder no longer spoke again.

"I see. If so, then there is no other choice." Feng Rao nodded after briefly considering.

However, Ling Tian inwardly scoffed as he saw the hidden intentions in their gazes. He knew perfectly well that even if the real Feng Yu was in his place, they would still test to see if he was from their family. Most likely they would have arranged such a test to come out negative and they could deny any relation to him.

After all, a crippled cultivator, unable to advance or cultivate any further, would be trash for the rest of his life...

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Ling Tian simply asked in an indifferent voice while showing a faint smirk, to immediately take from the teacup again and show an indifferent demeanor.

But this voice, stopped everyone's thoughts, feeling slightly shivery, which made them hesitate and wonder: did a young man really make them feel shivery and hesitant?

There were many ways to confirm if he was really from their family, from a test with a drop of his blood to the spiritual connection left in some place or object in the past.

Ling Tian was not going to stay for free in this place, he would be willing to help these people if they were in trouble due to the fact that he was taking up space in their home while Xuanyuan Ling and Shin Wei recovered, after all, he had taken advantage of the confusion and arrived here. But observing the situation, Ling Tian had no more burden of conscience and if they discovered that he was not that Young Master, he did not mind showing a bit of his strength to force them to leave and stay until his two disciples recovered and left, looking for a way to travel to another Cultivation World.

But for now, Ling Tian did not want to cause any more commotion. This would undoubtedly interfere with his two disciples' recovery.

"Excuse me, Young Master..." The old man approached a little hesitantly with a bowl and a peculiar knife in his hands. It seemed that he already had things ready beforehand.

Ling Tian looked at this old man with a faint smirk. Even if they tried to get a drop of blood from him, they would not be able to do so. After all, his body refinement had reached a level comparable to the Great Ascension state. A small weapons could not even scratch his skin, plus he would not leave himself at the mercy of these guys who would do whatever they wanted to him.

The elder arrived in front of Ling Tian and stretched out his hand to take his hand.

"Feng Zhi, you dare!"

However, a loud but furious voice was heard throughout the personal courtyard, stopping the elder's movement before taking Ling Tian's hand. An old man with an older appearance of over 70 years old quickly walked in and arrived at where Ling Tian was standing, rather, right in front of the elder who wanted to perform the blood test.