2) The Great Grandma

Zhao Fan's steps halted as he took in the sight before him.

She was certainly an eye-catching woman, plus that cleavage, damn.

She was certainly a highly modest woman, perhaps she couldn't cover them in time?

Well, this is her private place with Ancestor so, what happens is none of others' business but, something feels off.

She is a powerful woman at the second stage of the soul realm, it would be a shame if she couldn't even sense a presence near her.

Plus this strange smell.

This feels erotic yet simply breathtaking.

His great-grandmother, Zhao Jie, stood in the middle of the ancestral courtyard, poised like an unshaken monolith amidst the gentle morning breeze.

Her half-lidded gaze swept over him, assessing, calculating, but betraying nothing.

"Well, Greetings! Divine Son, Zhao Fan," she greeted, her voice smooth yet detached, like moonlight reflecting on an untouched lake.

"What brings you to the ancestral residence at such an early hour?" she questioned but she could already tell it was to ask for something.

No one will come for no reason.

...

Zhao Fan lowered his head slightly in greeting, a polite yet measured bow.

"Divine son greets the great lady ancestor... Great Ancestor is in seclusion? This one does not wish to disturb him, but I came with an important matter regarding the guild under his name..."

"Oh?"

A flicker of amusement ghosted across Zhao Jie's serene features, though it vanished as swiftly as it came.

"The guild? And what of it?" she raised the question.

She knows about the guild, She and her husband found it together.

Zhao Fan met her gaze without hesitation.

"This humble one seeks to utilize it. I require a network that can provide information, one that can see what others cannot. And the guild, established over centuries, is unparalleled in this regard..."

Zhao Jie's delicate fingers toyed with the edge of her lacquered fan, her expression remained unreadable.

"Indeed, Information is power, and power is never given freely. What makes you think you have the qualifications to wield such a thing?"

Her lips curved slightly as she blocked it with her hand-fan.

The youngsters sure are fun and arrogant, thinking the world is at their fingertips.

How foolish.

..

Zhao Fan smirked slightly.

"Lady ancestor, I am not here to demand, but to offer. I understand that neither my current status nor cultivation is enough to control the guild, but my ambitions align with what the guild stands for. If nurtured well, I could be an asset to it,"

Zhao Jie remained silent for a moment, her sharp eyes studying him as if peeling away layers of flesh to see the very soul beneath.

Then, she let out a soft chuckle, the sound more chilling than warm.

"A bold claim from a cub that has yet to become a tiger. But do not mistake intelligence for wisdom, Divine Son. To wield the guild means to have leverage over lives, to dictate the unseen currents of this city. Your ambition is admirable, but ambition alone does not make one worthy..."

"What makes you even think you are on that level? Is that the trick you used to send your father to mines and stop Zhao Meng from inheriting the position of Divine son of the Zhao clan? Or perhaps the Pride that you are the number 1 genius despite not being favored by the heavens?"

"If so, you can think of returning,"

Her tone was cold, the hand fan emitted a strong black aura, enveloping the surroundings into darkness.

"How fascinating..." Zhao Fan remained unmoved, facing her pressure.

Truth be told, her aura was more powerful compared to his father, who was just the first stage of the nihility realm.

His vision suddenly turned blurry, his consciousness turning heavy.

'Damn, this isn't good... But I don't think she will kill me, or she would've done it already... This woman is like a cat who likes to play with the mouse before eating it,' Zhao Fan tried to shake off his consciousness, his body beginning to tremble under the pressure.

"You seem to be at the fourth stage of the Golden realm, already touching the threshold of the fifth stage. That is impressive, Divine son, but the cruel world doesn't see raw talent and age,"

Zhao Jie smiled slightly, the pressure and darkness, vanished into thin air.

"Haah* Haah*..." Zhao Fan took some deep breaths, feeling the threat of death.

It would be a lie if he wasn't scared of death.

Zhao Jie's face remained calm and composed as she watched Zhao Fan struggle to catch his breath.

Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and her voice took on a hint of playfulness.

"Ah, I see you're a man of courage, not even kneeling under such pressure, Divine Son.

Not many would face an attack from me, especially not the young generation... unrefined as you.

But do pardon me, I'm intrigued by your audacity. I think I'll let you live, for now, after all, I don't wish to be a black sheep of the clan"

She took a step closer to Zhao Fan, her movements fluid and deliberate. "Tell me, what do you think the difference is between being a genius and being wise? Can you tell me that?"

Zhao Jie's gaze seemed to bore into Zhao Fan's very soul, as if searching for any hint of deception or weakness.

Her voice was low and husky, and it sent a shiver down Zhao Fan's spine.

This woman was totally on another league.

But as he looked up at her, he felt a strange sense of calm wash over him.

It was as if he was staring into the eyes of a predator, and yet, he couldn't look away.

Nevertheless, once you understand the game, you stop panicking.

"Lady ancestor don't get me wrong, but, I have more cards to play than you can imagine,"

The sinsiter smile deepens on his face.

"It seems you are facing the Yin poisoning, perhaps I can help..."

Yin poisoning is a horny disease.

Where you need a Yang rod to cure yourself.

It was clear she was affected by Yin poisoning, and Grandpa couldn't help her.

The Yin poison occurs due to the excessive collection of Yin energy, which means, she hasn't done with her husband for a long time.

Maybe, ancestor can no longer get hard.

So, he offered "help".

It was a double edge sword move, either he lives or dies.

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A/N: Donate stones guys🙏