Chapter 976: 462: Stealing Home! _2

Chapter 976: Chapter 462: Stealing Home! _2

Su Rong said: “After they awoke, they had already occupied the Death Planet and are about to awaken their own multiverse, directly devouring our multiverse!”

Shen Ye fell silent for a moment.

— While I fought for my life out there, you changed the names on our house’s property deed?

Su Rong’s speech suddenly quickened:

“Your parents have been using the Bloodline Secret Technique to search for you, and now they have arrived!”

“Is there anything I should be aware of?” Shen Ye asked.

“I don’t know, it depends on what their attitude really is,” Su Rong replied.

A flash in the void.

Father Shen and Mother Shen simultaneously appeared in the dormitory.

The moment they appeared, they immediately sized up Shen Ye from head to toe.

“Dad, Mom, what’s going on?”

Shen Ye asked.

“Child, why haven’t you unsealed your memories?” Zhao Xiaochang asked anxiously.

“I have no idea,” Shen Ye said.

“What foolish thing did you do at the age of four?” Zhao Xiaochang asked once more.

“I poured sand into the pot and stir-fried it,” Shen Ye replied.

Zhao Xiaochang’s face lit up with joy, but then it turned to worry, and she glanced at Father Shen.

“Why did I hit you when you were five?” Shen Shi’an asked.

“I kissed a neighbor girl, eight times in one go,” Shen Ye shrugged.

The parents both breathed a sigh of relief.

“But why couldn’t the sealed memories be awakened?” Zhao Xiaochang was puzzled.

“There have been such cases in several families; we can only say that glitches happen from time to time,” Shen Shi’an said.

Zhao Xiaochang clapped her hands, suddenly realizing: “That’s right, there was an incident at the hospital that maybe affected Xiao Ye’s brain and memory!”

Shen Shi’an gave Zhao Xiaochang a look.

Zhao Xiaochang immediately went to stand guard outside the door.

Only then did Father Shen take out a black elixir from his bosom, urging:

“Quick! Eat it!”

“What is this?” Shen Ye asked.

“After you eat it, you will have a segment of memory, which we’ll use to get you through population registration, bluffing our way through,” Father Shen said in a hushed voice.

“Can we really get through with this?” Shen Ye asked.

“Not everyone has perfectly awakened their memories. Many great families screen their offspring; as long as they confirm there’s nothing wrong with the person, they’ll go look for connections, grease some palms, and welcome the return of their offspring,” Father Shen explained.

“…” Shen Ye.

Turns out, at any time, human civilization is capable of making connections and taking shortcuts.

But should I do it?

The teacher is still fighting in the White Night Demon Cage.

I too had a narrow escape from death to leave the Chaos Ship.

To let this civilization take advantage of our weakness, snatching away the multiverse—

I should slaughter my way through this civilization, letting them know why flowers are so red.

Shen Ye subconsciously glanced at the elixir.

A faint light emerged from the void:

“Soul Summoning Pill.”

“Description: Crafted through a special technique to extract soul memories and infuse them into the elixir, allowing the consumer to gain a designated segment of memory.”

Looking up, he met his father’s earnest gaze once again.

Shen Ye’s heart softened, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

Forget it.

Consider it gathering intelligence, protecting the family.

He took the Soul Summoning Pill from his father and swallowed it without hesitation.

“Sit down quickly, it takes a few minutes to assimilate,”

Father Shen said.

Shen Ye sat down as told, closed his eyes, and began to refine the elixir.

A moment passed.

Indeed, a stretch of memory surfaced in his mind.

It was the previous life of “Shen Ye”.

Shen Ye observed slowly, then opened his eyes.

Father Shen asked anxiously, “How is it? Did you recover any memories?”

“I have.” Shen Ye replied.

Father Shen slapped his hands together joyfully and said, “Good, that settles it—Mother, come in!”

Zhao Xiaochang pushed the door open and rushed straight to Shen Ye, scrutinizing him carefully.

“Son, do you remember your past life?”

“Yes, don’t worry, Mom.”

“Great! This is fantastic! We must hurry back and sort out your registration matters!” Zhao Xiaochang was extremely delighted.

Father Shen chanted a spell, and the void began to fluctuate.

Teleportation is about to begin!

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Guo Yunye stood at the entrance holding a bowl of instant noodles, looking at Shen Ye:

“…Brother Ye, are you leaving too?”

Shen Ye smiled, stepped forward to take the instant noodles, and patted him on the shoulder, saying, “Yun Ye, rest assured, I will return.”

“You must cultivate diligently here, don’t slack off, wait for my return.”

Guo Yunye nodded blankly.

Shen Ye lowered his voice and continued in his ear:

“Becoming stronger is more important than anything, remember that.”

After speaking, he pressed his hand to Guo Yunye’s forehead for a moment, then stepped back to his parents’ side.

The teleportation was activated!

Whoosh——

The three of them disappeared all at once.

Only Guo Yunye was left standing there.

“Ugh…”

He clutched his head in pain, crouching on the ground, groaning incessantly.

After a while.

The splitting headache passed.

“Fast-track Training Manual?”

He whispered to himself.

…

Elsewhere.

In the northwestern part of the continent.

Within an emerging city.

In the city center.

Shen Ye and Mother sat outside a lavishly decorated hall, waiting for Father Shen who was inside handling affairs.

“If it’s too difficult to get things done… I might as well remain unregistered,” Shen Ye said.

Zhao Xiaochang glanced at him with slight reproach and said in a low voice, “Don’t think nonsensically, everything has been well arranged already.”

“What kind of relationship allows us to get through this kind of thing?” Shen Ye asked.

“Speaking of which, this is all because of you—last time you returned, you disciplined your uncle and them thoroughly, and later they were still plotting against you, which your father discovered.”

“He then reported them.”

“Your mentor Xu Xingke also became aware of this matter and personally crippled their cultivation, throwing them into prison, where they were eventually beaten to death by other prisoners.”

“The teacher intervened personally?” Shen Ye asked,

“Yes, your teacher is really not bad—even though he is not from our world,” Zhao Xiaochang commented.

Shen Ye nodded his head.

Zhao Xiaochang continued:

“Now our bloodline is all that’s left.”