Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts-Chapter 351 - Canglan Sect (Two in One Chapter)

Inside the Wudu Imperial Palace, Xu Ming looked at the documents that Emperor Wu had given him.

These documents were all about his mother’s past.

Chen Suya came from a farming family on the outskirts of Wudu.

When she first arrived in Wudu, her exceptional beauty caught Xu Zheng’s eye.

Xu Zheng then used coercion and inducements to force Chen Suya to marry him.

Not long after the marriage, Chen Suya became pregnant, and then Xu Ming was born. What happened after that, Xu Ming already knew.

During her time in the Xu household, Chen Suya was extremely well-behaved, living no differently from any other wealthy woman.

Just as Xu Ming had always believed, his mother’s life had remained nearly unchanged, both before and after “a mother rising through her son’s status.”

Although her new status required her to interact with certain people—such as the wives of high-ranking officials in Wudu—she never sought to flaunt her position.

After all, when others invite you to banquets, it’s hard to refuse. Declining would be seen as arrogance, giving others an excuse to speak ill of you.

But every time Chen Suya attended such gatherings, she was always polite and humble. She never boasted about her son, not even subtly.

Even when those noblewomen praised Xu Ming in front of her, she would only smile gently—neither joining in their praise nor deliberately downplaying her son’s achievements.

Xu Ming read through his mother’s records once again.

This time, he didn’t focus on the later parts but on the earlier sections.

The later content wasn’t particularly important—what mattered was at the beginning.

Then, Xu Ming examined the files of people related to his mother.

He discovered that his “maternal grandfather” and “maternal grandmother” had both passed away early, when his mother was still a child. She had been raised by the village chief.

According to the records, both his grandparents and the kind village chief were nothing more than ordinary farmers.

They had followed the law, lived simple lives, and done nothing unusual.

If there was anything strange about them, it was simply that they had all passed away.

But their deaths were all recorded as natural causes, having no apparent connection to Chen Suya.

Then Xu Ming traced the records further back.

He discovered that his great-grandfather had also adopted a daughter—who later went missing.

Going back another generation, his great-great-grandfather had done the same—adopting a daughter, who also went missing.

At this point, Xu Ming knew something wasn’t right.

How could it be possible for several generations to all adopt a daughter, only for her to disappear? Something was definitely wrong.

At the same time, Xu Ming couldn’t help but marvel at the power of Wu Kingdom’s bureaucratic system.

Even though this was a cultivation world filled with supernatural abilities, it surely couldn’t match the technology of modern Blue Star.

Yet, to his surprise, Emperor Wu had managed to uncover several generations of a mere villager’s lineage, even knowing details from many generations ago.

If not for the fact that Wu Kingdom was still relatively young, Xu Ming suspected that Emperor Wu could have traced records back ten generations or more.

Xu Ming had heard of the infamous Tingfeng Pavilion and its capabilities before, but only as rumors.

Now, experiencing it firsthand, he realized just how terrifying this organization truly was.

It was highly likely that even his own records were meticulously documented by Tingfeng Pavilion—except for anything that happened within the Rootless Secret Realm or other places beyond Wu Kingdom’s reach.

Initially, Xu Ming thought he could trace his family history even further back.

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But there was no need—because after his great-great-grandfather, no more “adopted daughters” had ever appeared.

“According to Tingfeng Pavilion’s investigation, your mother’s presence can be traced back to your great-great-grandfather’s generation. At that time, she still had her previous personality.

Everyone else was merely her tool.

It was only in recent years—perhaps to prevent someone’s calculations or for some other reason—that she sealed away her memories.”

“Everything in this world follows the law of cause and effect.

Based on the timeline, and according to Tingfeng Pavilion’s report, it is highly likely that your mother is connected to the Canglan Sect of Northern Wastelands.”

Emperor Wu spoke.

“Northern Wastelands… Canglan Sect?” Xu Ming had never heard of such a name before.

“The Canglan Sect was a sect of the Ascension Realm in Northern Wastelands. However, two hundred years ago, it was besieged and destroyed by the ten great sects of Northern Wastelands.

As for the exact reason—at that time, a mysterious treasure appeared in Northern Wastelands. No one knew exactly what it was, but it was enough to make all ten sects covet it.

Coincidentally, at that moment, the strongest expert of the Canglan Sect encountered some issues.

Seizing this opportunity, those sects launched their invasion.

The entire Canglan Sect fought desperately, but in the end, they were annihilated.

Its disciples either perished or fled, and most of those who escaped went into hiding, their whereabouts unknown.”

Xu Ming: “…”

“Your Majesty, what exactly are you trying to tell me?”

In Xu Ming’s eyes, Emperor Wu wouldn’t have shared all this information without a reason. Otherwise, it would be a waste of effort.

Either Emperor Wu was deliberately showing how much he cared about him—which didn’t seem likely—or there was something more to it.

The latter seemed improbable because Emperor Wu surely knew that mere concern alone wouldn’t earn true loyalty from a subordinate. Only tangible help would.

Emperor Wu clasped his hands behind his back.

“The Canglan Sect may have been destroyed for two hundred years, but according to Tingfeng Pavilion’s reports, they never abandoned their desire for revenge.

If your mother truly is a disciple of the Canglan Sect, I believe revenge would be her ultimate goal.

But how easy would it be for the Canglan Sect to seek vengeance against those ten sects?”

Xu Ming’s eyes suddenly lit up—he finally understood Emperor Wu’s true intent.

“Your Majesty, you mean—”

A slight smirk appeared on Emperor Wu’s lips.

“If we offer to help her avenge the Canglan Sect, what do you think? Would she refuse our request?

At the very least, she should be willing to spare your mother’s personality from being erased, don’t you think?”

“…”

Xu Ming thought for a moment, then deeply bowed.

“Your subject expresses his utmost gratitude for Your Majesty’s great kindness!”

“Hahaha, Xu Ming, there’s no need for such formalities.” Emperor Wu helped him up.

“You are my Wu Kingdom’s top scholar! Your concerns are Wu Kingdom’s concerns—how could Wu Kingdom stand idly by?”

Emperor Wu patted Xu Ming’s shoulder.

“There’s no time to waste. Go back immediately and negotiate with her. If you delay too long, it may be too late.

Remember, tell her that as long as she preserves your mother’s personality, Wu Kingdom is willing to fully support her revenge.

With Wu Kingdom backing her, I refuse to believe she won’t be tempted!”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

Xu Ming didn’t hesitate further. After bidding farewell to Emperor Wu, he hurried back to the Xu residence.

Sitting in the carriage, he silently reflected on his conversation with Emperor Wu.

To be honest, what Emperor Wu did today genuinely moved him.

For the first time, Xu Ming truly felt the urge to dedicate himself wholeheartedly to serving the emperor, repaying this kindness with his utmost loyalty.

But in the end, he held himself back.

And as he neared the Xu residence, his emotions gradually cooled.

Indeed, Emperor Wu treated him well—everything he did seemed to be for Xu Ming’s sake.

But in reality, Wu Kingdom already had an irreconcilable enmity with Northern Wastelands.

A blood feud.

Emperor Wu had long desired to eradicate Northern Wastelands.

Although the Canglan Sect had been destroyed, just like a centipede that doesn’t die easily, there were surely still many cultivators in the shadows harboring thoughts of revenge.

After all, it had been an Ascension Realm sect—the depth of its foundation was unimaginable.

Perhaps many of its surviving cultivators had already gone into hiding, establishing sects in Northern Wastelands under different names, their influence deeply entrenched, forming a vast network of power.

If Wu Kingdom could ally with the remnants of the Canglan Sect, it would undoubtedly cause significant trouble for Northern Wastelands.

For Emperor Wu, this was an opportunity he could not afford to miss.

And at the same time, he could use this to do Xu Ming a great favor.

After this, if Wu Kingdom ever needed him, there was no way Xu Ming could turn his back on them.

“Sigh… As expected, no emperor is ever simple.”

Sitting in the carriage, Xu Ming shook his head.

Upon returning to the Xu residence, he went straight to Xiaochun Courtyard, preparing to have a proper discussion.

He wasn’t sure how likely it was to succeed, but the chances weren’t low.

And even if there was only a sliver of hope, he had to try—rather than sit idly by, waiting for the worst.

As Xu Ming stepped into Xiaochun Courtyard, he saw his mother.

Just as he was about to bow in greeting, Chen Suya turned her head.

The moment he saw her eyes, Xu Ming knew—this wasn’t his mother.

His gaze instantly sharpened, filled with caution, and an invisible sword aura silently emerged around him.

“Ming’er, don’t look at your mother with such eyes… It breaks my heart.”

Chen Suya clutched her chest, putting on a sorrowful expression, as if she had suffered the greatest betrayal.

Watching this woman feign distress while using his mother’s body, Xu Ming resisted the urge to draw his sword.

“Where is my mother?” he asked coldly, suppressing the fury in his heart.

‘Chen Suya’ tilted her head slightly, smiling at him.

“Ming’er, what are you talking about? I am your mother.”

“Where. Is. My. Mother?”

Xu Ming asked again, his tone now filled with impatience.

“Alright, alright~ No need to look so serious—it’s scary.”

She chuckled lightly, patting the seat beside her.

“Don’t worry, your mother is perfectly fine. Even if I wanted to consume her personality, it wouldn’t happen overnight. You think it’s that simple?”

She smiled, motioning for him to sit.

“Just now, your Wu Kingdom’s emperor called you over, didn’t he?

I’ve heard that your Tingfeng Pavilion has ears all over the world, gathering every piece of information.

So… what did your emperor tell you about me?

Why are you still standing? Isn’t it tiring? Come, sit. Let’s talk.

Since you came straight here from the palace, you must be here to negotiate with me, right?”

Hearing ‘Chen Suya’s’ words, Xu Ming retracted his sword aura, stepped forward, and sat beside her.

She reached out, poured him a cup of tea, and gazed at him with interest.

“This is the first time I’ve seen you up close.

You really do look a lot like me—unlike that man…

It’s good that you resemble me. Looking like me is much better, don’t you think?”

Xu Ming took a sip of tea.

“If I’m not mistaken, Xu Zheng isn’t my biological father.”

‘Chen Suya’ smirked.

“You’re not mistaken. Xu Zheng is indeed not your real father.”

Xu Ming’s eyes narrowed.

“Then who is my biological father?”

She shook her head.

“You don’t need to know who your biological father is.

He was a useless man—even more worthless than Xu Zheng.

All you need to know is that I am your real mother.”

Xu Ming: “You are not my mother.”

“Sigh…”

‘Chen Suya’ let out a long sigh.

“Ming’er, you always say such hurtful things.

Your flesh and blood came from me—how am I not your mother?

If you say things like that out loud, people might gossip behind your back, you know?”

Xu Ming said nothing, simply watching her in silence.

“Forget it, forget it… Sooner or later, you’ll acknowledge me as your mother.”

‘Chen Suya’ poured herself a cup of tea.

“Go on, then. What did your Wu Kingdom’s emperor say to you? And what is it that you want to say to me?”

Xu Ming met her gaze and slowly uttered three words:

“Canglan Sect.”

At the mention of those words, ‘Chen Suya’ was momentarily stunned. Then, she chuckled.

“Well, well… Seems your investigation was accurate. Yes, I am from Canglan Sect.”

Xu Ming took a sip of tea.

“With your cultivation level, you were surely in the Upper Five Realms before. Senior Zhou even said you’re most likely at the Immortal Realm.”

‘Chen Suya’ nodded without any hesitation.

“That vixen wasn’t wrong. I am an Immortal.”

“In any sect, an Immortal Realm cultivator would hold a high-ranking position,” Xu Ming said, staring at her.

“What was your title in Canglan Sect?”

‘Chen Suya’ smirked.

“Call me ‘Mother,’ and I’ll tell you.”

Xu Ming: “…”

“Let’s not joke around,” he said seriously.

“Fine, fine.” ‘Chen Suya’ sighed.

“Since you are my son, I suppose I can tell you.”

She rested her chin on her hand and smiled at him.

“In Canglan Sect… I was the Sect Master.”

The moment those words left her lips, silence settled between them.

It was clear—Xu Ming did not believe her.

“Canglan Sect was an Ascension Realm sect. You’re only at the Immortal Realm. How could you have been the Sect Master?” he asked.

“Who says an Ascension Realm cultivator has to be the Sect Master?”

‘Chen Suya’ chuckled.

“The Ascension Realm cultivator of Canglan Sect… was your grandfather.”