"To be honest, I'm really surprised by your request."

Yan Hui and Ruan Xun smiled professionally at the woman with a full head of silver hair but a youthful face, but a hint of surprise flashed across their faces.

“I need to have the bloodline with my son’s superior genes. At the same time, I also know that my son will never come back, and the existence of this child… it would be unfair to him to instill Fei Ze’s memories into him.”

He will exist as Fei Ze's son, and he will support the entire Mu family for me in the future.

As the Mu family has grown alongside Hualan Star and witnessed its trials and tribulations over the past few centuries, Yan Hui and Ruan Xun would naturally give them face.

They hadn't expected the demands made by the powerful matriarch, Madam Mu, when she sought their help.

“My child died on the battlefield of the Empire. I have always been proud of his fervor and passion, but that was until his death… Fize, my dazzling youngest son…”

When she mentioned her youngest son, whose remains had vanished without a trace, tears streamed down the face of the old lady of the Mu family. Seeing this, Ruan Xun handed her a tissue.

"There will never be another Mu Feize in the world; all that is needed is a mature successor."

As the old woman spoke, she carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "I know about the 'immortality project' being researched by the research institute, and I understand that while you are researching spiritual immortality, you also need a physical body as a vessel. But I am the opposite... What I need is a physical body, a body with the Fize gene..."

“Even if it contains a mature soul, right?” Yan Hui interrupted, his sharp gaze fixed on the old lady of the Mu family. He continued, “Don’t you think it’s terrifying that someone with the exact same face as your son has a personality, behavior, and thought process that are completely different from the son you remember?”

“I have said that he is not my son. To the outside world, he is the adopted son I chose for my son who died young. He will also become my successor.”

"So, you need a perfect successor, preferably someone with mature thinking and logic, so that you can take them under your wing and carefully teach them to become an excellent successor, right?"

"Yes."

Hearing Grandma Mu's unhesitating answer, Yan Hui raised an eyebrow: "Okay, I understand."

...

"Have you... ever harbored any resentment towards Old Madam Mu?"

She had never known exactly how Mu Chen possessed a legitimate identity in this era until the day before she and Mu Chen were supposed to get their marriage certificate.

A purposeful parenting approach, both rational and clear-headed, this whole affair is truly a case of mutual exploitation.

However, Mingmei had witnessed Mu Chen's respect for the old lady of the Mu family over the years, and she had also seen how good the old lady of the Mu family was to her and how much she cared for Mu Chen.

Upon suddenly learning about the "relationship" between Old Madam Mu and Mu Chen, Mingmei found it difficult to comment.

"No, I am very grateful to her for giving me a new body and identity."

Mu Chen shook his head, not minding it at all, just as Grandma Mu never minded his origins. The two souls, each with their own purpose, unexpectedly became the most compatible grandmother and grandson, comforting each other.

She was relieved that he would no longer be as reckless and selfless as the youngest son she remembered;

He admired her calmness and strength. When he made a mistake, she would criticize him mercilessly and analyze everything incisively.

"Although she was very scheming at first, having grown up around her, I know that she's just a stubborn old lady with a soft heart."

"Knowing that you called her 'old lady' when you told me, is it so hard for you to just call her 'grandma'?"

Hearing Mingmei's words, Mu Chen couldn't help but smile. Then Mingmei took a soft breath and cautiously asked about Mu Chen's former master, Xie Zhen.

She suddenly took Mu Chen's hand, and seeing the fleeting look of longing in his eyes, she asked cautiously, "Chen, do you miss Sect Leader Xie Zhen?"

"I want to, but I'm not worthy..."

Filled with melancholy and regret, Mu Chen never regretted everything he had done for Mingmei, but he still felt guilty and sorry for the sect leader who had brought him back to the sect when he was a child.

He repeatedly warned him that the secrets of heaven are unpredictable, but for his sake, his master ultimately exhausted his cultivation to calculate that glimmer of hope from the heavens, giving up reincarnation to help him bear the heavenly punishment of annihilation of his soul.

Mingmei had never seen Mu Chen's face show such helplessness and guilt.

Mu Chen once thought that if he didn't have this new identity of Mu Chen, he might only be called "Chen" and have no surname.

He is not worthy of his master's surname.

Xie Zhen gave him a name, took him back to the sect and raised him, but all he got in return was that he brought trouble to the world, his sect, and his master.

The old lady of the Mu family gave him a new identity. Although she was not as good to him as his master, the things that happened in the past made him cherish everything he had now.

Unfortunately, the past cannot be retrieved.

Mingmei remained silent as Mu Chen poured out his heart to her.

She never imagined that Mu Chen had so much hidden in his heart, and that he had even spent so long analyzing things with her, which made her gift seem a little too hot to handle at this moment.

She had originally thought that Mu Chen would be very happy with the gift she presented, but now she was unsure whether he would cry.

...

"The ways of Heaven can be predicted, but the human heart cannot."

The boy, dressed in a Taoist robe, sat backwards on a donkey with a hairpin crookedly inserted into his hair bun, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, reading the "Gua Jing" (a divination text) that was first studied by the disciples of the Bu Tian Men (a sect of divination).

"Come on, if the Heavenly Dao were predictable, the elders wouldn't have repeatedly warned against calculating it when explaining the 'Heavenly Evolution Technique'!"

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