I, the Son of the Demon Emperor, Had My Eyes Gouged Out by My Fiancée on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 55

55: Abolishing One’s Cultivation

“You two should talk less. Our young master possesses extraordinary determination.”

“Ever since returning, he’s become a different person. The outside world’s trials have changed him.”

“Though Tang Yun died from a thousand cuts, it was still too merciful—after all the suffering he caused our young master.”

“…”

The guards whispered among themselves.

To them, Lu Yuan’s transformation was utterly unexpected.

Abolishing one’s cultivation to restart from scratch—

This path required not just immense willpower, but also innate talent.

Inside the grand hall, Fang Lu forced himself to remain calm, his piercing gaze studying Lu Yuan as if searching for something.

Yet the person before him was undoubtedly his young master—unchanged in essence.

“Grand Elder, no need for surprise.”

“My current realm is too unstable, my foundation unsteady.”

“Progress has become impossible. Only by abolishing my cultivation can I begin anew.”

Lu Yuan offered only a faint smile, his tone casual, as if dismissing his current realm entirely.

He’d discussed this matter with Fang Lu during the campaign against Cloud Sword Holy Land.

Back then, Fang Lu had refused to entertain the idea, believing alternative solutions existed.

Who could have imagined Lu Yuan would follow through?

“Young Master, I beg you to reconsider this decision!”

Fang Lu’s expression darkened with concern. “If we could find marrow-cleansing treasures, perhaps—”

“The Nascent Soul realm, while not supreme, represents your years of effort. This path has been arduous!”

In Fang Lu’s view, an unstable foundation could be remedied through gradual tempering.

Such extreme measures were unnecessary.

“Hahaha! I know you care for me, Elder. But care aside—when one’s cultivation is hollow and foundations crumble, no heavenly treasure can mend it.”

“Besides, with the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye restored, my cultivation speed will multiply. Instability won’t plague me again.”

Lu Yuan waved dismissively, signaling Fang Lu to drop the matter.

For any cultivator, restarting cultivation was an almost unthinkable act of courage.

“Since the Young Master has decided, this old servant will say no more.”

Fang Lu nodded reluctantly.

He respected Lu Yuan’s resolve—

Especially seeing that steely determination in his eyes.

It stirred Fang Lu’s heart.

After the Xiao Clan and Cloud Sword Holy Land affairs, he realized the boy he had raised had matured.

“Here is the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye. Please restore it for me.”

Lu Yuan produced the preservation vessel from his spatial ring.

“Young Master, forgive this intrusion.”

Knowing further protest was futile, Fang Lu ceased resisting.

With a sweep of his sleeve, radiant light coalesced around his hands as vast demonic energy enveloped Lu Yuan.

HUM!

Space itself trembled slightly beneath the terrifying, indescribable demonic force.

Runes of law condensed from the energy, swirling around Lu Yuan before merging into his body.

Instantly, Lu Yuan’s eyes closed as he fell into deep slumber.

“My master, I must proceed.”

Fang Lu floated forward, summoning the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye from its vessel.

For someone of his skill, this was elementary.

A gleaming scalpel appeared in his hand—its edge radiating cold light.

Without causing pain to the unconscious Lu Yuan, he deftly removed the Blazing Sun Pupils.

Next came the seamless transplantation of the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye, followed by accelerated healing through demonic energy.

What should have been an immensely complex procedure concluded in moments under Fang Lu’s meticulous care.

Yet these simple motions left the elder drenched in sweat, his eyes bloodshot from strain.

The toll was immense—

Even for a half-step Great Emperor like Fang Lu.

But the results were flawless. The Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye reintegrated perfectly, showing no rejection.

“It is done.”

Fang Lu exhaled in relief, gently settling Lu Yuan back onto the throne. After feeding him a recovery pill, he channeled his own energy to accelerate healing.

No other faction could boast such loyalty.

Faced with the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye, most would have seized it for themselves.

Yet Fang Lu served with utter devotion.

“Young Master, the transplantation is complete.”
“You may open your eyes.”

Fang Lu retreated respectfully down the hall’s steps.

“Hmm? So fast?”

Lu Yuan blinked in astonishment.

Then he remembered—this was a world of cultivation. Such feats were trivial here.

Especially for a half-step Great Emperor like Fang Lu.

Eye replacements were child’s play.

“Grand Elder, if there’s nothing else, you may retire. Please take care of your health.”

Fang Lu smiled faintly, nearly voicing another plea for Lu Yuan to reconsider abolishing his cultivation.

But the words died unspoken.

As a cultivator himself, he understood the perils of unstable foundations.

Even at his level, such flaws might necessitate starting over.

“Indeed. You’ve worked hard, Elder.”

Lu Yuan’s expression remained placid, unconcerned.

Once Fang Lu departed, Lu Yuan rose, curiously observing his surroundings with fresh vision.

“Strength truly is everything here. Had I possessed the Grand Elder’s power, none of this would have happened.”

“Alas, my predecessor was too incompetent, forcing this restart.”

Lu Yuan shook his head wryly.

An unstable realm!

A crumbling foundation!

Even with the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye, his progress would eventually stall.

Rebuilding was inevitable.

With this resolve, Lu Yuan entered his cultivation chamber—a space overflowing with spirit stones, the demonic energy so thick it condensed into liquid.

“What was that fool thinking, abandoning this paradise for Xiao Yun’er?”

Surveying the luxurious accommodations compared to his memories, Lu Yuan couldn’t help but scoff.

The epitome of taking blessings for granted.

“Enough reflection. Time to abolish this cultivation.”

Centering himself, Lu Yuan prepared to dismantle his current realm entirely.