Chapter 803: An unmatched Powerhouse, Master Chen!
"Thank you, Young Master Shen, for helping our Yu Clan avenge this deep grievance!"
Yu Mengyi and the other core members of the clan all rose to their feet. They bowed deeply to Shen Anyu, their faces a mask of deep gratitude.
Whatever their true feelings might be, the facts remained. Shen Anyu had delivered their revenge, and he was now their new matriarch's man—the future pillar of the Yu Clan. Politeness was not merely an option; it was a necessity for survival.
"Given my relationship with Guannan, we are all one family now. There's no need for such formality."
Only after they had straightened up did Shen Anyu give a dismissive wave of his hand. A faint smile played on his lips as he wrapped a possessive arm around Yu Guannan's slender waist, pulling her close.
A blush crept across Yu Guannan's honey-toned skin. She was clearly still unaccustomed to such public displays of intimacy, but she complied, leaning into Shen Anyu's side.
"Brother Shen is right," she said, her voice steady. "He is not an outsider. From this day forward, the long-standing feud between the Yu Clan and the Shen family is officially over. Our two families will unite as one."
The members of the Yu Clan's various branches managed to paste on cooperative smiles. One of the elders, Chen Hai, grinned wider than anyone, repeatedly declaring that the Matriarch and Young Master Shen were a perfect match, a union forged in the heavens. The envy and jealousy churning in his heart, however, were a bitter torrent he could barely contain.
Shen Anyu's eyes crinkled with amusement as he took in their strained expressions. He then turned his attention to the woman beside him. "Guannan, take me to pay our respects."
"Of course," Yu Guannan's voice softened, and she led Shen Anyu toward the main funeral hall.
...
As the preeminent aristocratic family in the southeastern region of Yanxia, the Yu Clan had once held a position of immense prestige and influence. It was often said that a mere stomp of the Yu Clan's foot could send tremors through the entire South, plunging it into turmoil.
But that was before. Now, with the Young Master of the Tianshi Sect, Zhang Zhiyun, having nearly annihilated them overnight, the Yu Clan's influence had plummeted. Their power was a shadow of its former self.
The vast wealth and resources they had long controlled now gleamed like a feast for the hungry, attracting the covetous gazes of countless ill-intentioned vultures. For the moment, these predators were merely circling, probing cautiously, but it was only a matter of time. If one were to take the first bite of the Yu Clan's fortune, the rest would surely swarm in for the kill.
Against this backdrop of simmering threat, the Yu Clan's funeral, an event that drew attention from all corners, was unexpectedly quiet. Only the closest relatives and allies with genuine ties to the clan were permitted to enter and pay their respects.
"Master Chen, the Yu Clan's home is so grand…" A pretty young girl in a light purple dress gazed around the opulent and elegant Yu Clan Manor, her eyes wide with wonder. She couldn't stop herself from exclaiming in awe.
She had never seen such a magnificent estate. It was like something out of a historical drama, a palace fit for royalty.
Standing behind her was a tall, imposing figure, nearly two meters in height, dressed entirely in white.
The white-clad figure's expression was placid, showing no reaction to the luxury and splendor of the manor. Their voice was calm and even as they spoke. "No matter how great the wealth, it is nothing without the power to protect it."
"Mhm, Master Chen is right! The Yu Clan didn't have enough power, and that's why so many of their people were killed." The young girl in purple, Lin Qingqing, nodded vigorously in agreement.
Their conversation, though spoken softly, drifted to the ears of the nearby Yu Clan members, and their expressions instantly soured.
Did this person just say their Yu Clan had no power?
The insult stung, yet as they recalled the clan's current tragic state, they found themselves utterly powerless to refute the claim.
Lin Qingqing noticed the darkening faces around them and playfully stuck out her tongue. She turned back to the white-clad figure. "Master Chen, what's your relationship with the Yu Clan? You came all the way from Hangzhou to be here."
"The Yu Clan's Eldest Miss, Yu Guannan, and I are old acquaintances." A flicker of reminiscence passed through the white-clad figure's eyes.
"Old acquaintance?" A clear, bright voice cut through the air. "In that case, Guannan, you simply must introduce me to this old acquaintance of yours."
Shen Anyu, holding Yu Guannan's small hand, strolled over with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. Then, his steps faltered for a fraction of a second.
His gaze swept over the white-clad figure, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. It lingered for a brief, almost imperceptible moment on the figure's chest. He could tell at a glance that even though the fabric was tightly bound, the form beneath was undeniably plump and substantial.
[Ding! Daughter of Destiny Chen Yuhua is slightly displeased. Plunder +77 Destiny Value!]
Shen Anyu's glance was fleeting, but the white-clad figure was exceptionally perceptive. A slight frown creased her brow. She registered the look but, with her immense self-possession, she deemed it too trivial a matter to warrant a reaction.
If she could have heard Shen Anyu's thoughts, however, she might have attacked him on the spot.
'What a formidable Daughter of Destiny,'he mused, his outward expression remaining one of graceful composure.'And what formidable… assets.'
The white-clad figure before him, the Daughter of Destiny Chen Yuhua, was in fact one meter ninety-eight centimeters tall. Her legs had to be at least a meter thirty long—the legs of a supermodel. Her calves and thighs were well-defined with muscle, standing straight and slender yet brimming with explosive power. It was a truly excellent frame.
Her 'conscience', as he thought of it, was also quite substantial. If not for the bindings, it would likely be the fifth letter of the alphabet. Though he had only taken a single look, Shen Anyu was already deeply impressed.
Chen Yuhua wore a tight-fitting white suit, clearly a men's style that had been slightly modified. Besides being tailored to her form, the chest area had been let out. Even so, the fabric was stretched taut over her chest, looking as if it might burst at any moment.
The sky-blue phoenix embroidered over her heart was distorted by the curve beneath it, stretched into a plump, comical version of the mythical bird. It reminded Shen Anyu of a meme he had once seen: a picture of Pikachu stretched over a large sphere, its eyes comically wide and distorted. This was somehow even more explosive.
And Chen Yuhua's face was just as extraordinary. Her features were exquisite and sharply defined, with skin like ice and bones like jade. She had slender, willow-leaf brows and lips the color of cinnabar. Her lips were slightly thin, lending her a cool, distant, and unapproachable aura.
A single tear mole at the corner of her left eye was the only flaw in her icy perfection, adding a subtle hint of allure to her otherwise detached beauty.
Top-tier. An absolute top-tier beauty. Even the well-traveled Young Master Shen had to admit in his heart that she was an absolute first-class stunner.
But the first thing that had truly struck him about Chen Yuhua wasn't her beauty or her height. It was her demeanor.
What an extraordinary, disdainful, and utterly condescending gaze she possessed. It was a look that suggested the vast, churning tides of history and the entire mortal world were not even worthy of a passing glance from her.
'System, identify!'
[Ding! Congratulations, Master! You have successfully used the Son of Destiny Identifier on Daughter of Destiny Chen Yuhua. Cost: 100,000 Destiny Value!]
Shen Anyu was taken aback. Identifying an ordinary Child of Destiny only cost 10,000. Why did this one cost ten times as much?
[Name: Chen Yuhua]
[Age: 24]
[Background: Daughter of Destiny from 'Rebirth of the Urban Celestial Venerable'. In her past life, she was the Mahayana Stage Celestial Venerable Lin Yue. She perished in a cataclysmic battle with a Descending True Immortal that shattered the heavens and collapsed the laws of the world. She has since reincarnated into the Chen family of Jiangbei. Because her supreme beauty caused endless trouble in her previous life, she has grown accustomed to dressing as a man. Having once ascended to the Peak of the Spirit Realm to overlook all creation, she has returned in this life to prove the supreme Dao and settle all past grievances.]
[Cultivation: Twelfth Layer of Qi Refinement (Great Perfection). Actual combat power is equivalent to the Peak of Foundation Establishment. However, even Chen Yuhua is unaware that in a life-or-death situation, the residual power of her Primordial Spirit can erupt, granting her the ability to instantly kill a Soul Transformation cultivator! (Previous Life: Peak Mahayana Celestial Venerable)]
[Abilities: Lin Yue Immortal Scripture, Netherworld Demonic Canon, Pure Yang Dao Canon, Grand Yin Soul Refining Method, countless immortal arts, divine abilities, Daoist techniques…]
[Personality: Clear in her grievances and gratitude, decisive in killing, cool and detached. Rarely does anything in the world earn her notice.]
[Items: Illusory Yang Jade (A magical artifact that can conceal one's gender), Chen Yuhua's Magic Sword, White Phoenix Robe…]
[Associated Male Lead: None]
[Destiny Value: 99,999,999+] (Extremely high growth potential)
[Akarin's Note:
Enjoying the story? Dropping a quick review, comment, or Power Stone means the world to me!
Want to read ahead on our official home, or unlock 50 advanced chapters to feed your addiction? Help keep this shameless translator alive here:
🌐 Read on our site: Search for Elysian Reads on Google or Check the link in my Webnovel Profile bio!
✨ Patreon (50 Advanced Chapters & Ad-Free): Search AkarinTL on Patreon
Thank you so much for reading and keeping this project alive!]