Chapter 16: The Purest Royal Blood

The moment Wen Yuzhi lay in the medical pod and closed his eyes, he felt as if his body had suddenly gone weightless—like falling from a great height.

And then—

he plunged straight into a vast star sea.

It really was an endless star sea.

Specks of starlight flickered before Wen Yuzhi’s eyes, and beneath him, a brilliant galaxy—like irregular ribbons of light—flowed quietly toward the depths of the universe.

Wen Yuzhi widened his eyes in astonishment.

He held his breath and cautiously reached out to touch a star that was close enough to seem within arm’s reach, still glowing with a faint halo.

He hadn’t expected it to get shy and dart away.

—It can actually move?!

Wen Yuzhi jumped too.

But he quickly realized this wasn’t some virtual projection at all.

He could feel his body had become very light, drifting like a feather.

In his original world, even though humanity had begun exploring space, the human body still wasn’t strong enough to truly be exposed to a vacuum environment.

The closest Wen Yuzhi had ever been to the stars was when he’d sat on a starship and looked out through the porthole. Back then, he’d felt he was already close to the star sea—yet he’d never imagined that one day he could be even closer.

Suddenly, the star that had run off came back, inching and rubbing its way over again.

It circled Wen Yuzhi once, then floated in front of him, as if it wanted to lead him somewhere.

...Is it telling me to follow?

Wen Yuzhi blinked, hesitated, then followed behind that little star.

It seemed to be heading deeper into the universe. Wen Yuzhi felt like he’d drifted for a long while when, all at once, a shape appeared in his field of view—

A tree?

How could there be a tree in space?

Wen Yuzhi stared curiously at this gigantic tree that could only be described as towering and magnificent.

Its body was unbelievably enormous. Its dense crown was like a dome that covered heaven and earth, and beneath the tree, a silver-white giant beast—something like a dragon—was crouched there, sleeping.

This...?!

Before Wen Yuzhi could look any closer, his body suddenly began falling again, and the scene before his eyes slowly split apart and collapsed.

When Wen Yuzhi woke up, he was back in the previous room.

Beneath him was a soft, fluffy bed, and above him was still that star-shaped chandelier full of childlike charm.

...Wasn’t I still in the infirmary getting examined?

Wen Yuzhi’s thoughts were still a little muddled.

He only remembered lying down in the medical pod. How was he back here now?

Just as Wen Yuzhi was feeling confused, he suddenly heard footsteps drawing closer.

Right after that came Alvin’s gentle voice.

“Little Highness, you’re awake.”

“...Little Highness? Are you talking to me?”

Wen Yuzhi tilted his head.

Maybe because he’d just woken up, his voice was very light—soft enough to sound a little sweet, like he was unconsciously acting spoiled.

And Wen Yuzhi was wearing loose pajamas. As he tilted his head, his soft hair slipped down slightly, brushing against his pale, luminous cheek. Those almond-shaped eyes, still hazy with moisture, clearly reflected the figure of a Saint Clan member.

Being looked at by the boy like this, even someone as usually steady as Alvin couldn’t help blanking for a moment.

No wonder... in the end, the king still couldn’t bring himself to do it...

The cub in front of him was so well-behaved and soft it didn’t resemble a Saint Clan member at all. Not only did he not resemble the Saint Clan—he didn’t resemble a Salilaino with Royal Blood in temperament in the slightest, either.

And yet this kind of cub was actually their king’s child.

Sometimes you really had to say, the inheritance of bloodlines was an astonishing thing.

While sighing inwardly like that, Alvin asked gently, “Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

Wen Yuzhi ignored the question. He pressed his lips together, his voice a little muffled as he answered, “I don’t feel uncomfortable.”

But hearing Alvin mention his body immediately made Wen Yuzhi think of the full-body exam Mu Luo had said they would do.

He asked curiously, “Are the results out?”

When Wen Yuzhi asked, he actually already had an answer in his heart.

It would be the same old story: his body was fine, just that his gland development might have a defect, which was why his pheromones couldn’t be smelled by any Alpha.

But there were no Alphas and Omegas here, and Wen Yuzhi didn’t know how to explain that he was an Omega.

Still, no matter what, the results shouldn’t be too outrageous... right?

“You’re saying... I’m not human, but Saint Clan?!”

Inside the warmly decorated room full of childlike charm, Wen Yuzhi frowned, and asked slowly in return.

“Is Mr. Alvin joking with me?”

Whether on Kanirila or after boarding this warship, Wen Yuzhi had always presented himself as obedient, sensible, and soft, rarely ever getting angry.

But at this moment, Wen Yuzhi’s expression turned cold. When he spoke, there was a clear displeasure—like he’d been offended.

Alvin had already thought ahead that this mission wouldn’t be easy.

So even facing the little Highness’s cold face, Alvin still spoke calmly. “Genetic testing can’t be wrong. In terms of blood relation, you and the king are unquestionably biological father and son. And what flows in your body truly is Salilaino blood—blood of our Saint Clan.”

“How is that possible? I have parents. Ever since I can remember, I’ve always been with them!”

Wen Yuzhi felt like he had to take back that opinion that this world’s technology was more advanced.

Clearly these Saint Clan people weren’t very reliable. They could even get genetic testing wrong. He obviously had his own biological father and mother...

“You bastard from who-knows-where—what right do you have to stay in the Wen family?!”

As Wen Yuzhi was thinking that, a sentence his second uncle’s son had once mocked him with suddenly surfaced in his mind.

But back then, Wen Yuzhi hadn’t taken it to heart at all. He’d only thought the other person had deliberately learned some vulgar words from somewhere to fight him over a room.

Yet now, hearing Alvin say Mansendis was his father, Wen Yuzhi unconsciously thought of those words from Wen Xingyan.

If it was only to humiliate him, Wen Xingyan had plenty of other ways. There was no need to fabricate something like him being a bastard.

Because Wen Yuzhi wouldn’t believe it in the first place, and he wouldn’t be hurt by that sentence.

Instead, what was more suspicious was the Wen family’s attitude.

When Wen Yuzhi took Wen Xingyan’s words to go complain, everyone in the Wen family present looked as if they weren’t surprised at all.

Wen Xingyan’s mother even scolded him on the spot. “You child, how can you say such things?”

Back then, Wen Yuzhi had even thought that his second aunt was scolding Wen Xingyan for lying at such a young age.

Now that he thought about it...

everything seemed suspicious.

Wen Yuzhi didn’t want to doubt those people who had once been his family, but more and more little details about the Wen family kept surfacing in his mind.

Including how Old Master Wen, when Wen Yuzhi was little, hadn’t actually liked him that much at first, and had even been a bit cold. It was only because Wen Yuzhi often went to keep him company that their grandparent-grandchild relationship slowly warmed up.

Scenes from his memories kept rising up at this moment.

But in the end, Wen Yuzhi still firmly believed he had nothing to do with the Saint Clan, and nothing to do with ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ Mansendis.

Others might not know, but Wen Yuzhi knew very clearly: he wasn’t from this world. He’d come here because he’d encountered a storm current.

To make it more convincing, Wen Yuzhi even told Alvin about his escape experience from start to finish.

After finishing, he emphasized again, “I’m not Saint Clan. Your test has a problem.”

Alvin fell silent for a moment.

He hadn’t expected there to be another world, and that their little Highness had come from another world.

“We’re already investigating why you were left outside, but please also believe this: the Saint Clan will never mistake any Royal Blood.”

Alvin’s expression was certain.

Then, without waiting for Wen Yuzhi to argue, the adjutant brought over a mirror and placed it in front of Wen Yuzhi.

“Perhaps it will be better if you see it with your own eyes.”

Wen Yuzhi didn’t know where Alvin got that confidence from, but he still lifted his head and looked into the mirror.

With that one glance, he froze.

The boy in the mirror was gorgeous and striking, skin so white it looked like the purest first snow. His delicate features were flawless, without the slightest defect.

Wen Yuzhi had been looking at this face since he was little, but that didn’t mean he could accept the reality that his hair color and even his pupils had changed overnight.

The originally black, glossy hair had been replaced by satin-like silver hair, and his eyes had turned a pale gold, like clear amber.

This was... him?!

Wen Yuzhi stared at himself in the mirror, almost panicked.

Those brows... those features were clearly the face he knew best, and yet now it felt a little unfamiliar.

And what made Wen Yuzhi even more at a loss was Alvin’s next sentence.

“I didn’t dare believe it at first either, but I saw the change on you... Silver hair and golden eyes are the most typical traits of Salilaino.”

“I don’t know why you looked human before, but silver hair and golden eyes—only the purest Royal Blood will have them.”

Alvin was still talking, but Wen Yuzhi could barely listen anymore.

Because he didn’t even need Alvin to continue—just looking at the reflection, Wen Yuzhi could already tell his brows and eyes did resemble Mansendis in a few ways.

That resemblance hadn’t been obvious before, but once Wen Yuzhi also had a head of silver hair and golden eyes, the sense of similarity surged up all at once.

Wen Yuzhi’s current appearance was practically a smaller, weaker, more delicate version of Mansendis.

Especially when he turned his face cold—when Mansendis wore that expressionless look—anyone who saw them would think these two were different versions carved from the same mold.

Wen Yuzhi: “...”

I definitely still haven’t woken up.