After everyone was reborn, I was strictly disciplined.

Liu Xuan was originally discussing with his wife He Anyao the matter of their grandson Xie Xingran's early education.

Xie Xingran was born with both a natural spiritual body and a natural alchemical body, making him a once-in-a-millennium genius. He must be carefully nurtured.

However, before they could even finish their discussion, the holy land began to shake violently.

The crimson holy fire burst through the floor tiles of the palace, soaring upwards like a fire dragon breaking free from its restraints, and within a few breaths, it enveloped the entire Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land.

The sacred flame contained a powerful and ancient aura, both sacred and eerie. Outside the hall, the disciples' exclamations and hurried footsteps echoed, plunging the entire sacred land into chaos.

Liu Xuan and He Anyao rushed out the door to see what had happened, only to find wings formed from sacred fire carrying their grandson away into the distance.

Ranran's small body was gently enveloped by the sacred flame, and the fiery wings on his back gently flapped, carrying him slowly into the air, flying towards the distant place beyond the sacred land.

"Ranran!" Liu Xuan's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't have time to think. He ordered his wife, He Anyao, to stay behind to comfort the disciples, handle the aftermath of the Holy Land, and stabilize the people's hearts.

He then went to pursue Xie Xingran.

Liu Xuan thought his speed was already extremely fast, but the speed at which the sacred fire condensed into wings far exceeded his expectations.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Xingran's small figure gradually disappeared into the horizon, leaving only a faint aura of holy fire drifting in the air.

Fortunately, Liu Xuan's cultivation technique allowed him to detect traces of the sacred fire. So he carefully sensed the faint aura of the sacred fire in the air and followed the traces, searching all the way.

Finally, outside a remote village, he sensed the intense aura of the sacred fire and the small figure he had been longing for.

Liu Xuan was overjoyed and quickened his pace, but when he saw the person next to that figure, the joy on his face vanished instantly, replaced by overwhelming anger.

Xie Xingran saw his grandson's small wrist being tightly gripped by someone, with a sword flying around nearby. It was none other than Lin Feng, the person Liu Xuan had the most trouble with in his life!

The feud between Liu Xuan and Lin Feng dates back several decades.

At that time, Lin Feng was a wandering sword cultivator. He was stubborn and obsessed with the way of the sword. Every day, he would spend a lot of spiritual energy, material resources and money to maintain his natal sword.

In addition, he had been traveling around for many years and had fought countless battles, resulting in many old injuries on his body that required high-quality elixirs to alleviate. As a result, he was always short of money and lived a very frugal life.

At that time, Liu Xuan was already the young sect master of the Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land. As a top-notch pill cultivator, the pills he refined were of excellent quality and in high demand. He was never short of spirit stones and treasures and lived a prosperous life.

Upon learning this, Lin Feng shamelessly followed Liu Xuan around, ostensibly to travel together, but in reality, he just wanted to mooch off Liu Xuan's pills and occasionally borrow some spirit stones for a living.

Liu Xuan was not a petty person. Although he disliked Lin Feng's persistent nature, he did not actually drive him away and let him stay by his side.

The problem was that at that time, Liu Xuan had just fallen in love with He Anyao and was deeply in love. He was completely devoted to his beloved and just wanted to find an opportunity to be alone with He Anyao and enjoy their time together.

But Lin Feng seemed oblivious to the fact that he was a third wheel, always inexplicably appearing whenever Liu Xuan and He Anyao were on a date.

Sometimes when Liu Xuan took He Anyao to enjoy the scenery in the mountains, Lin Feng would suddenly appear and pull Liu Xuan aside to discuss swordsmanship.

Sometimes, when Liu Xuan personally refined pills for He Anyao, Lin Feng would come over and shamelessly ask for one to try;

On one occasion, when Liu Xuan was about to confess his feelings to He Anyao, Lin Feng suddenly barged in, saying that his natal sword had a problem and that Liu Xuan had to help him find materials to repair it.

The repeated disturbances made Liu Xuan so angry that he even suspected that Lin Feng was doing it on purpose, trying to steal He Anyao from him.

During that time, Liu Xuan couldn't stand Lin Feng no matter what. If it weren't for the camaraderie between them and He Anyao's persuasion, he probably would have turned on Lin Feng and started a fight on the spot.

Fortunately, not long after, Lin Feng received a message from his family, asking him to return and inherit the Lin family business. Only then did he finally disappear from Liu Xuan's side, ending this entanglement that had caused Liu Xuan so much trouble.

Liu Xuan thought that the two of them would never have much contact again in this life, but he never expected that decades later, when they met again, Lin Feng would actually entangle himself with his grandson again!

He harassed his wife when he was young, almost ruining his own plans. Now that he's old, he's still not giving up and wants to harass his beloved grandson.

This Lin Feng is simply going too far!

Liu Xuan felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head, and his aura became violent, with the surrounding air being slightly distorted by the scorching spiritual energy.

Without further hesitation, he flipped his right hand, and a palm-sized, crimson alchemy furnace appeared in his palm.

That was his natal alchemy furnace, the "Fire Marrow Furnace," which was forged from Fire Marrow Jade from the depths of the sacred land and possessed boundless power.

"You old scoundrel Lin, let go of my grandson!"

Liu Xuan roared, and his spiritual power surged wildly into the Fire Marrow Furnace.

In an instant, the small alchemy furnace suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant furnace ten feet tall in just a few breaths.

The furnace body was engraved with intricate alchemical patterns, and the alchemical fire burned fiercely at the furnace mouth, radiating a powerful pressure, like a majestic small mountain, pressing down on Lin Feng with a world-destroying force.

Lin Feng sensed the immense pressure behind him, his expression changed drastically, and without thinking, he raised his right hand, and his natal sword transformed into a stream of light, landing in his hand.

At the same time, he suddenly pulled Xie Xingran behind him, his left hand tightly protecting Xie Xingran's body, while his right hand gripped his natal sword and fiercely swung out a sharp blade.

The sword's edge gleamed with a cold, clear light, containing immense sword power, and collided fiercely with the approaching Fire Marrow Furnace.

"boom--"

A deafening roar erupted as two immense forces collided violently in mid-air, instantly unleashing a powerful shockwave that spread wildly in all directions like an invisible whirlwind.

In the small village below, the wind howled, dust flew everywhere, trees along the roadside were snapped in half by the wind, and thatched roofs were blown about. The villagers were so frightened that they all hid inside their houses and dared not go out. The whole village was plunged into chaos.

Lin Feng was jolted back two steps by the shockwave, his tiger's mouth slightly numb, and his hand holding his natal sword trembled. A look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and when he looked up and saw who it was, an undisguised joy instantly spread across his face:

"Brother Liu? It's you! What are you doing here?"

Liu Xuan snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic village below, his brows furrowing slightly.

Although he was furious, he also knew that the people below were all ordinary people, and if the fight continued, it would inevitably affect the innocent and hurt the villagers.

Left with no other choice, he had to suppress his spiritual power. With a thought, the ten-foot-tall Fire Marrow Furnace instantly shrank, turning into a stream of light that flew back into his palm.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Liu Xuan's face was icy cold, his gaze fixed on Lin Feng, his tone full of impatience and anger.

"Lin Feng, give me back my grandson! I'll let today's matter slide for now, but if you dare harm a single hair on Ranran's head, I'll tear you to pieces!"

"Your grandson?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's joy froze instantly. He paused, his gaze instinctively falling on Xie Xingran behind him, then looking at Liu Xuan, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Brother Liu, what do you mean by that? This child... how could he be your grandson?"

"Grandpa!"

Just as Lin Feng was stunned, Xie Xingran finally reacted, his little face full of joy. He forcefully broke free from Lin Feng's grasp, and the sacred flames around him flared up again.

Those tiny fiery wings unfurled from his back, carrying his small body like a happy little bird, and flew out from behind Lin Feng, rushing towards Liu Xuan.

Liu Xuan quickly suppressed his anger and aura, stretched out his arms, and carefully hugged Xie Xingran who was rushing towards him.

The anger in his eyes was instantly replaced by affection, and his voice softened considerably: "Oh, Ranran, Grandpa's finally found you! Were you scared? Are you feeling alright?"

Xie Xingran hugged Liu Xuan's neck tightly, nuzzling her head against his chest, her voice soft and sweet: "Grandpa, Ranran isn't afraid, it's just that the person who was holding onto Ranran and wouldn't let her leave, it was awful!"

Lin Feng stood there, completely stunned, staring at the grandmother and grandson embracing each other. His face was filled with shock and disbelief. He subconsciously took a step forward and muttered to himself:

"Impossible... This is impossible! Brother Liu, how could this child be your grandson? He... shouldn't he be my grandson?"