Chapter 63: Beloved by the Whole Family? It Doesn’t Matter—My Father Will Handle Everything

After the entanglements on Qin Bing’s side had drawn to a close, Xiao Jiang, Bai Yujing, and Qiao Mingyue left together. Qin Ye handed over his power and influence to them, letting them do as they pleased. Qin Bing, meanwhile, ended up with Qi Shushu, the Holy Maiden of the current generation from the Demon Sect.

Then Xiao Jiang and Bai Yujing, after leaving, set out to make a splash. They gathered an army of martial artists and declared unification, founding the Kingdom of Ning. "Ning" signified peace and tranquility.

After the establishment of Ning, the great sects came under persecution. Bai Yujing demanded that all martial sects hand over their original manuals, to be stored collectively in the royal palace of Tianwu City, the new capital of Ning. The palace, of course, had yet to be constructed, but the intention was clear.

The martial world exploded in outrage. To them, their sect’s manuals were more precious than their lives. If anyone dared steal from them, they would hunt the thief to the ends of the earth. Now, they were being asked to hand over their originals. Even letting someone glance at them was harder than giving up their own lives. Though they could keep copies, the loss of the originals hit as hard as losing a parent.

The martial artists, who once felt nothing about the ambitions of this new regime, suddenly stood united. Unfortunately, united as they were, they remained a disorganized rabble compared to Xiao Jiang’s disciplined army. Especially since the Sword Pavilion, under Qin Ye’s command, went all out to aid Xiao Jiang.

Those who joined the Sword Pavilion had already handed their martial arts manuals to Qin Ye, who would improve and refine them. Now, being asked to submit the manuals again, they were untroubled.

Given the circumstances, White Horse Temple announced it would close itself off for twenty years. A grandmaster was an army unto himself; sheer numbers meant little to such a figure. Sects with grandmasters could still challenge the imperial forces—but so could the court. And the court had a true trump card: Qin Ye. Should Xiao Jiang call for help, Qin Ye would surely act.

After all, Bai Yujing and Xiao Jiang only succeeded in founding a nation in a world without dynasties thanks to Qin Ye’s assistance.

In the end, the sects were almost entirely uprooted. A crop of rebels intent on defying the court did emerge, but that was a minor problem. On the side of the Sacred Gate, the most heinous criminals were sent off to dig mines and build roads as laborers. Unable to fight or run, and poisoned to boot, they settled into honest labor, wielding their martial prowess with pick and spade, lured by the promise of freedom after twenty years.

With hope, fewer were willing to resist to the death.

Bai Yujing became emperor; Qiao Mingyue became empress. The two ultimately came together. Even as emperor, Bai Yujing never considered amassing a harem; he had only one empress. Not only was his heart set only on Qiao Mingyue, but even if he had other thoughts, would he dare act on them? Xiao Jiang, the pillar of the nation, was Qiao Mingyue’s elder brother. Qiao Mingyue’s real brother, Qin Bing, was a grandmaster. Qin Ye, Qiao Mingyue’s adoptive father, was a true king.

At the Battle of Crane Tower, the Daoist riding a crane descended from the heavens, the Holy Lord emerged from closed meditation, and faced the world alone.

Even with the strongest masters of the age joining forces, they were still defeated by Qin Ye. Onlookers—whether loyal to the court or rebellious remnants of the sects—were left speechless in shock. This battle had surpassed all human limits. Mountains were leveled, lakes reversed, torrential rain poured down at a man’s command, and the Immortal Crane Forest was reduced to ruins.

When the battle ended, the Demon Lord and the Crane-riding Daoist, wounded but laughing heartily, saw the space around them shatter. With serene faces as if they had found enlightenment, they stepped into the fractured void together.

Qin Ye, also spurned by the world, had no intention of leaving.

World: Leave. You're not welcome here.

Qin Ye: I'm not leaving; my children are still here.

World: …

The world wished fervently to bundle him and his children up and throw them out together.

Qin Ye stayed until the end of his days—more than a hundred years—outliving Qin Bing and Xiao Jiang before quietly closing his eyes and leaving the world. At the moment of his passing, it was as if the world itself cheered.

Back in the system space, Qin Ye grumbled, “Such a small-minded world, to have so little tolerance.”

Little Three: …

It was like a giant in a dwarf’s house—every time the giant rolled over, the house threatened to collapse. The dwarves wished the giant would leave, but the giant only blamed them for their lack of vision.

It was hard to judge.

[By the way, our group’s KPI just came down.]

Qin Ye grunted and checked it, immediately protesting, “This is a set-up! How come our group’s KPI is so high?”

[It’s not. All groups have the same quota—the cannon fodder group, the female supporting character group, the rebirth group, the transmigration group, the villain group… every one has the same tasks. If you think it’s a lot, it’s only because you’re the only one doing all the work in our group.]

Qin Ye: “Where are my teammates? Why haven’t they been assigned?”

[With a new group, the captain has to recruit the members personally.]

Qin Ye snorted, out of sight, out of mind, and dove straight into the next world.

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“Oh, you even bought malted milk. Sui Sui loves this stuff. I’ll make sure she gets it later.”

Qin Ye sat in a chair as an elderly woman, dressed in patched and timeworn clothes, took a can of malted milk from his bag. A wave of reluctance welled up in his body.

He snatched the can back at once.

“Big brother, what are you doing?” Liu Feng frowned deeply.

Qin Ye smiled, flashing eight perfect teeth, then took his things and, relying on the body’s muscle memory, returned to his room.

Inside, a little girl of about three or four, skinny and timid, clung to her barely one-year-old sister, both gazing hopefully at the bag in his hand.

Qin Ye fished out a White Rabbit candy, and as the child’s face lit up in disbelief, he placed the candy in her hand. Then he closed his eyes to receive the original host’s memories.

As he did so, Bai Juan arrived, though a little late.

Qin Suisui was a walking blessing—a lucky koi. Wherever she went, good fortune followed. Then, one day, she opened her eyes and found herself in the body of a three-and-a-half-year-old human child.

On the first day she inhabited this body, her emotionally absent father suddenly found his daughter adorable. Her grandparents, who favored boys over girls, found this granddaughter unlike any other—she was simply delightful. Her second uncle’s family, resentful of their parents’ favoritism toward the youngest brother, practically wanted to steal the girl away and raise her themselves. Even her two married aunts saved every penny to bring treats back for Suisui.

Anyone who liked Qin Suisui was showered with good fortune. Her useless father became responsible and ambitious, and by chance, rescued a benefactor, landing a coveted job. Her mother, who had always felt inferior for bearing only daughters, was emboldened by her daughter’s charm and popularity. Inspired by her daughter’s wish for good food, she learned to cook and eventually opened a restaurant, growing wealthy and bringing the whole family along.

But those with ill intent toward Suisui suffered relentless misfortune. She became the darling of the family, the neighborhood, and even the city. When she entered kindergarten, all the children clamored to play with her.

The star-crossed, ill-fated Bai Yu encountered this living charm and clung to her. Because of Suisui’s luck, his parents avoided a fatal accident, and their greedy relatives were unmasked. From childhood, Bai Yu refused to let go of his little koi, and as he grew, his grip only tightened—until at last, he brought the lucky koi home.

As for the original host, he was the eldest uncle of the family’s beloved koi, but he was never fond of her. Harboring resentment, he met disaster while doing business—extorted by highwaymen, he argued back, only to be struck dead.

His wife, having borne two daughters, was despised by her in-laws. While her husband sent money home every month, his wife and children went hungry and cold. After a difficult childbirth, his wife tried to recover, and the original host sent nutritional supplements home for her. These all ended up with his mother, and then with the beloved Suisui.

The money he sent became the seed capital for Suisui’s family’s fortune. His wife, exhausted from serving her in-laws, cooking, cleaning, and farming, eventually worked herself to death. The little she left for her daughters was always given to Suisui.

Just children themselves, the two girls already resented the koi because of their mother’s fate. With their mother gone, their situation only grew worse. Everyone doted on Suisui, while these two received no special treatment. The elder, Qin Zhizhi, was precocious and knew that the money her father sent home for her and her sister was being spent on new clothes and treats for Suisui.

So when the koi kindly offered her a piece of candy, Qin Zhizhi slapped it away, making Suisui cry and earning herself a scolding. Hand-me-downs from the koi, offered with apparent goodwill, were the very new clothes her father had worked so hard to buy. Why should they have to wear Suisui’s old clothes and be expected to feel grateful?