I Have Countless Past-life Identities-Chapter 186 - 98: Borrowing One Primordial Pill from Grandfather Xie Qiaoxuan to Break Through My Jixia Vajra Body! (Part 2)

You are in your early twenties this year.

Although Xie Wutong doesn't know exactly how old Jixia is.

But considering his looks, he doesn't seem much older—his brother Ji Han is only seventeen or eighteen; how old could he possibly be?

Which means...

You want me to call a brat my age 'Cousin Uncle'?

Xie Wutong nearly fainted from anger, glaring fiercely at Jixia who wore an innocent expression, wanting to peel off his 'thick skin'!

Alright!

A month ago, I happened to be reporting for duty, dealing with matters of the Demon Hunting Department, and passed by the Outer City Government Office.

Because I saw familiar boxing techniques from my family, I developed an interest, thinking there might be connections, and befriended and cultivated a good seed...

Unexpectedly, I brought back an ancestor!

How is this some connection?

This is too much connection!

Directly supercharged in seniority!

Xie Wutong, frustrated and dissatisfied, wore a defiant expression, as if indicating that even if the old master brought my father here today, I wouldn't call him 'Cousin Uncle'!

The next second.

Xie Qiaoxuan said casually:

"Even if your father comes."

"Today, you must personally call him 'Cousin Uncle'."

"And, more strict than I am."

Xie Wutong was dumbfounded:

"Elder Ancestor, what are you saying? My father has never seen him, and he is in his prime—it's possible he can advance swiftly in the Third Step, being a pillar for the next hundred years of the Xie Family. How could he regard Jixia as 'a peer'?"

Jixia listened for a while, quietly looking at Xie Qiaoxuan:

"Old master, who is Miss Wutong's father?"

Xie Qiaoxuan held his teacup, sipping a little:

"Xie Bridge."

"Fifty-seven years ago, he was the most outstanding and youngest among Xie Family's same surname and clan."

Upon hearing this name, Jixia pondered and finally recalled the time during 'Great Snow and Frost, Late Winter' when he had just returned to the Xie Mansion and experienced that 'Xie Family Ancestor Ceremony'.

Xie Bridge.

He was originally supposed to shine and represent the Xie Family in the 'Wutong Prefecture Examination' as a Celestial Pride.

Unfortunately, he was defeated by Jixia's boxing at the scene, and later went away, never seen again.

Unexpectedly,

Xie Wutong is his daughter?

Then, indeed she must call him 'Cousin Uncle'. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

After all, fifty-seven years ago!

Even his father...

Didn't win against him.

"Oh... so it's him." Jixia murmured with a reminiscent expression.

Meanwhile, Xie Qiaoxuan continued speaking, as if an elder softly reminiscing the past:

"Nearly a cycle ago, during the 'Xie Family Grand Ceremony', Xie Bridge was defeated, but spurred by the humiliation he went to the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall, encountering opportunities and successfully apprenticing under a Third Step Peak sage of the military family."

"After ten years of upheaval, he honed his swordsmanship, shed the mundane, polished excellent foundational skills, then thirty years ago, refined into a Primordial Pill—his cultivation surpasses mine now."

"Unlike his past impulsiveness, being provoked with few words, drawing his sword to test his mettle impulsively."

"He has become more stable. With previous generations aging, he increasingly resembles a Patriarch."

"Indeed, time can change a person."

Listening to their conversation, Xie Wutong felt confused.

But, combining past experiences and Xie Qiaoxuan's words—whether her father was here or not, she must address Jixia as Cousin Uncle...

Xie Wutong had a premonition, suddenly blurting out:

"Elder Ancestor, you treat Jixia so well, could he be my 'never-met' Cousin Uncle Song?!"

This sentence interrupted their exchange.

"..." Jixia frowned, unsure what to say.

He knows Xie Wutong isn't a fool; with so many hints coming together, if she can't guess the truth, then she truly would be an idiot.

Concealment becomes increasingly difficult; Jixia sensed that ultimately, someday, he would be wholly exposed, revealing his identity to the world.

It's merely a matter of time.

Before that, though, telling one lie necessitates another to cover it, inevitably leading to some slip.

This is why, despite Jixia's efforts to hide his identity as 'Song Chai Xin', the overwhelming momentum forces him to reveal himself in front of certain old acquaintances.

Thus his original simple 'constable' identity starts becoming increasingly ambiguous in more people's eyes.

Yet now, Xie Qiaoxuan spoke:

"Little Wutong, some matters are not for you to know yet; the elder ancestor cannot tell you."

"But, as a member of the Xie Clan in Wutong and a third-generation direct descendant, the education you received tells you of the weighty legacy of the Xie Mansion."

"Everything the elder ancestor does."

"Is to ensure the perpetuity and prestige of the Wutong Xie Family."

"You only need to know, this is your Cousin Uncle, who is critically important to the Xie Family."

"The rest..."

"Is it all that important?"

Saying that, Xie Qiaoxuan gently waved to dismiss Xie Wutong.

Upon hearing this discourse, Xie Wutong's pupils briefly trembled.

When she looked back at Jixia once more...

Her gaze carried an inexplicable, unclear sentiment.

Then, she wisely retreated.

Jixia picked another stone stool to sit opposite Xie Qiaoxuan, frowning:

"Old master, aren't you simply letting Miss Wutong know who I am?"

"Would this...?"

Xie Qiaoxuan chuckled, observing Jixia's cautious demeanor, suddenly speaking: