The secret lies hidden within the Buddhist ritual pole of Luohan Temple.

Looking at the Buddhist staff that had been with him for most of his life, Yuan Chi was horrified. The little girl who resembled "Goddess Nuwa" was actually a descendant of Nuwa. Moreover, she was a descendant of Nuwa with a mission, whose ending was tragic in every lifetime.

The ancestral teachings in the Buddha's staff instruct that those who inherit the will of the Buddha of Slaughter must treat the descendants of Nuwa with sincerity and assist her in completing her mission, and must not force her.

Buddhism and Taoism differ slightly. Buddhists cultivate merit, and even if the world's spiritual energy dissipates to nothingness, it won't significantly affect them. Taoists, however, are different. Their Taoist arts rely on spiritual energy; without it, the Taoist school will completely decline and slowly disappear into the flow of time. Therefore, after learning the mission of the descendants of Nuwa, Yuan Chi wasn't in a hurry.

And he trusted Huo Fei. He believed that Huo Fei would never stand idly by and watch this land completely lose its vitality.

Therefore, Yuan Chi was not in a hurry at all. On the contrary, he cooperated with Huo Fei in everything.

He Guan: "I know. Thank you, Senior Huo, for sparing his life. I'll take my leave now."

With extremely complicated feelings, He Guan left Luohan Temple. As soon as he stepped out of Penang, he notified the entire He family to prepare to arrange for someone else to take over the Special Security Bureau.

He Bingquan, the grandson on whom he had placed so much hope, had become a complete pawn, and no matter how unwilling he was, there was nothing he could do. Now that things had come to this, he could only devise new plans.

He Guan told his son He Qing about his grandson becoming a cripple, but He Qing didn't react much after hearing the news.

"I foresaw his fate the moment he entered the ranks of cultivators. You didn't believe me, thinking he was talented enough to support the He family... and look what happened! He messed with the wrong people. It's already a miracle he survived." He Qing's first words to He Guan upon returning from abroad were a sarcastic remark.

He Guan was furious: "Get out! He's your son. He's in this state, and you don't even feel sorry for him, but instead you ridicule him. What kind of father are you?"

He Qing: "Dad, stop protecting him. When he maliciously broke Bingjun's leg, in my heart, he was no longer my son. You say his personality is like mine, doing whatever he wants, fearless and reckless. But can he compare to me? Yes, I am arrogant, but I can see the situation clearly, I can distinguish the times, and I would never harm my own family."

He Qing paused, then sighed and said, "It's already a great blessing that he's still alive. Let him be crippled if he's not, lest he become arrogant and cause even bigger trouble with his skills."

He Guan sighed, looking somewhat regretful: "What do we do now? In this generation of the He family, he has the highest cultivation level. Without him, who should we arrange to take over the Special Security Bureau?"

When he discovered He Bingquan's talent, he focused on nurturing him... Alas, what a regret!

If I had known, I should have listened to my son.

He Qing's eyes darkened slightly as he slowly asked, "How is Bingjun?"

He Guan frowned: "No, Bingjun's legs are weak, he can't control that group of people."

He Qing sighed, "Dad, you once taught me that before doing anything, you should first be a good person. Why did you forget that in the end? Back then, Bingquan broke Bingjun's leg. In my opinion, my family should have given Uncle's family an explanation. But you insisted on your own way and suppressed Uncle's anger. Over the years, I've tried my best to repair our relationship with Uncle, but I haven't been able to. Now, letting Bingjun take over the Security Bureau is the best opportunity to repair our relationship. Bingjun is a good person, with a gentle temperament. Although he broke his leg, he has never stopped cultivating. He is no worse than that unfilial son."

He Qing paused for a moment, then advised, "Dad, one tree cannot make a forest. The He family is different from those who rely on sects for support. We must unite."

He Guan lowered his head and compromised, saying, "You handle it. Anyway, I've retired. I'll take the power back to the village tomorrow. You can handle things here yourself."

He Qing: "Okay, go back. Don't worry about what's going on outside. You'll have to teach that unfilial son a lesson. From now on, let him stay in the village and not come out. He's too restless. If he goes out again, who knows what trouble he'll cause."

Having his cultivation destroyed, he certainly wouldn't be content. Given his vengeful nature, he might cause some trouble.

Having given birth to a selfish, ruthless son who even harms his own family, He Qing wondered if he had committed some sin in his past life, and this unfilial son had come to collect his debt.

The family held a competition among its younger generations to select two to inherit the family business. Bingjun and Bingquan were exceptionally talented, and they were already the chosen ones.

The family had already discussed and decided to focus on cultivating the two. Unexpectedly, before the competition, Bingquan overheard his conversation with his father and, fearing that Bingjun would take away his resources, he went so far as to maliciously break Bingjun's leg during the competition the next day.

They say you can tell what a person will be like at three years old.

At that time, he knew that his son was ruthless. He Qing was very disappointed. He had been a righteous man all his life, yet he had given birth to a heartless and ungrateful wolf cub. So, he abandoned him and left He Bingquan to the old man.

Perhaps it was true that grandparents love their grandchildren more; the old man saw his talent and managed to downplay the matter, suppressing the resentment of his third uncle's family.

One wrong step leads to another. The He family is a clan; if its members are not united, how can it possibly grow in power?