The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

Chapter 107 Breaking the situation

Ye Qingyang sped along, pondering to himself.

The current situation of the Chu family is extraordinary. He has already embarked on the path of cultivation. If he interferes too much, the consequences will inevitably fall on him. He is not so kind as to drag himself into it in order to save the Chu family.

Although he was a cultivator and was adept at handling worldly affairs, Ye Qingyang knew in his heart that he would not stand still for anyone.

He has higher goals and wants to explore a wider world, so he must not be held back by emotions. This is one of the reasons why he chose Fu Yan.

Furthermore, relying solely on his own strength would be insufficient, but Fu Yan is different; he has the entire Fu family supporting him.

If he could marry Chu Liuli, it would be a powerful alliance between two wealthy families, which would benefit both families.

Moreover, if Chu Liuli is unwilling to be bound or restricted and wants to gain greater room for growth in the future, then Fu Yan is undoubtedly the most ideal partner.

Based on his personality and way of dealing with people, he would definitely not interfere with or hinder her too much; he might even offer her support and help. Whether from a public or private perspective, Fu Yan is the best choice.

As he walked, Ye Qingyang couldn't help but sigh, "I just hope that the little girl from the Chu family can understand that as the only precious daughter of the Chu family, she can no longer live a carefree and self-sufficient life like an ordinary person."

"Since she has enjoyed all the benefits and advantages brought by the family, she must pay the corresponding price. As for how to proceed in the future, that depends on her own choice."

As he sighed, his figure appeared at the entrance of the Fu residence. In order to save time, he unhesitatingly released his powerful divine sense, instantly enveloping the entire Fu residence.

After searching for a while, he finally found Fu Yan's location and slipped into the Fu residence without making a sound.

When he entered the courtyard, the sight before him astonished him. Fu Yan sat quietly in a wooden wheelchair, his feet covered by a soft fur blanket.

He stood quietly under the pear tree, letting the pure white pear blossoms fall onto the carpet, seemingly blending into his surroundings. Fu Yan exuded a gentle and refined gentlemanly air, like a beautiful painting that inspired awe.

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that his paper-white complexion revealed an undeniable illness. This illness added a touch of pity and regret to his otherwise handsome face.

At this moment, he held a delicate hairpin in his hand, his eyes lost and deep, as if he were immersed in some kind of memory. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a bitter smile, as if his heart held endless stories and sorrows.

The kind-faced, gentle-eyed wet nurse behind him looked at the young master, whose face was as pale as paper yet who still insisted on standing in the cold wind, and said softly with heartache, "Young master, the doctor warned you long ago that you should not stay outside for too long and catch a cold. You should come inside with me quickly!"

The gentle and refined young man smiled slightly, but a hint of bitterness and helplessness was undeniable in his smile. His voice was soft yet firm as he replied, “Nanny, do you know? If my body weren’t so frail and sickly, perhaps my sister Liuli wouldn’t have been forced to marry that treacherous, cunning, and hypocritical man. At least, with my strength, I should be able to protect her and prevent her from suffering any harm.”

Hearing what the young master said, the wet nurse behind him felt even more heartbroken. How could she not understand the pain in the young master's heart? The young master had grown up with Miss Chu since childhood, and the two shared an extremely deep bond.

Although it wasn't romantic love, the young master had always treated Miss Chu like a younger sister, caring for and protecting her. Now, seeing Miss Chu about to enter the fiery pit of marriage, how could the young master not feel heartbroken and devastated?

Not long after Fu Yancai finished speaking, he began coughing violently again. His face turned red from coughing, and his body trembled uncontrollably, as if he were coughing up his lungs.

The wet nurse behind him was quite frightened by this sudden situation. She quickly ran forward and gently patted his back, trying to help him catch his breath.

After Fu Yan's cough subsided a little, the wet nurse looked at him with heartache and said softly, "Young master, everyone has their own destiny. Why blame yourself so much? The most important thing now is to recover and not to think about anything else."

After saying that, she paused, as if she wanted to say something more, but in the end she just sighed and said, "Let this old servant help you into the house!" With that, she reached out her hand to help Fu Yan up.

However, before her hand could touch Fu Yan, he gently shook his head to stop her. Fu Yan's voice was weak, but unusually firm: "Let me stay here for a while! The room is so lifeless, I feel like lying here for too long will only make me more tired." He closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, as if trying to absorb the life force around him.

The wet nurse hesitated for a moment, her eyes filled with worry. She knew that Fu Yan was stubborn and once he made up his mind, it was difficult to change it.

But she was really worried about Fu Yan's health, so after thinking for a moment, she could only nod in agreement. Then she turned around and went into the house to bring Fu Yan a bowl of herbal soup that had already been prepared.

Just then, Ye Qingyang appeared behind Fu Yan like a ghost. He said softly, "Young Master Fu is indeed a man of great manners and refined taste! Even when dealing with servants, he is so kind and gentle. He is truly a model of a gentleman!"

Upon hearing the sudden voice, Fu Yan slowly raised his head and saw that the person in front of him was already standing there. Although he was filled with surprise, he did not show it.

He asked softly, "May I ask who you are, and what brings you here?"

Looking at Fu Yan's calm expression, Ye Qingyang's eyes revealed a hint of admiration. However, he didn't waste any words and said directly, "I've come here to save you from your predicament, and also to help you find a partner and achieve a happy marriage."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yan had some doubts, but he quickly guessed Ye Qingyang's intentions. A slight smile played on his lips as he countered, "So, what exactly do you want?"

With just a simple sentence, he directly pinpointed the crux of the problem. Ye Qingyang secretly sighed, realizing that communicating with intelligent people indeed required little effort. At this moment, he became increasingly satisfied with Fu Yan.

Then, Ye Qingyang kindly explained, "I am a disciple of Chu Xingyun, and my master has already passed away. During my travels, I unintentionally stumbled upon this matter concerning the Chu family. I am bound by my master's teachings and cannot ignore it!"

"Enough with the small talk. I only have one condition. After I heal you, I will deal with that annoying brat as well, but you must enter into a nominal marriage with Chu Liuli. During this period, if she is willing to grow, you should not only not stop her, but also help her grow; if the girl is not willing to do so, you should divorce her and give her her freedom."

"Would you be willing to exchange your life for this promise?"

After a moment of contemplation, Fu Yan asked, "Aren't you afraid that after you cure me, I might go back on my word? Besides, I only see her as a younger sister, and there's probably an insurmountable gap between us."

Ye Qingyang smiled and replied, "Throughout history, how many couples have truly made it to the end? To meet a soulmate is already a great stroke of luck, so why force love or not? In the end, love is all about conscience, not to mention how it can slowly evolve into kinship in the daily grind of life. Anyway, the result is the same; in the end, everyone will become family."

"As for you, Young Master Fu, at least you are of good character, which is enough to make you stand out from most people. Marriage should be about finding someone who is already a good person, living together, adjusting together, understanding each other, and going through countless hardships together, instead of abandoning your original responsibilities in pursuit of illusory love. Such selfish and foolish behavior will only bring endless suffering to yourself."

Fu Yan pondered for a moment and felt that although the other party's words were unpleasant, the logic was sound, and he believed that the other party had no reason to deceive him, so he nodded in agreement.

Ye Qingyang liked this straightforward person very much, so he took out a pill from his pocket and said, "This pill can cure diseases and prolong life. At first, take one pill every three months. Once all your ailments are cured, take one pill every six years."

After speaking, the man handed the medicine to Fu Yan, who had no other choice but to swallow the pill. Soon after swallowing it, Fu Yan felt as if his entire body was on fire, hot and painful, almost unbearable. Before long, he was drenched in sweat, as if he were being steamed alive.

Not only that, Fu Yan suddenly vomited, and what he vomited was blood!

However, at that moment, a miracle occurred. As Fu Yan vomited, the impurities and stagnant blood in his body were expelled. Fu Yan immediately felt his body become much lighter, and even his breathing became smoother.

"What do you want me to do next?" Fu Yan stared intently at the person in front of him. Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was actually in turmoil.

He knew very well that his illness was basically incurable, but the person in front of him had cured him with ease.

This showed that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person, and that Fu Yan was completely unable to resist him with his current abilities. Therefore, Fu Yan made the wisest decision.

Ye Qingyang smiled with satisfaction, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.