"How would I know?"
"If the Family Head says it is, then it probably is..."
The Sun Family’s cultivators whispered among themselves in hushed tones.
Most of the Sun Family’s Formation Masters, let alone getting graded, didn’t even have the qualifications to be assessed, and naturally, they had never seen the Heaven Shu Ring before.
Sun Ze also asked quietly, "Dad, is that really the Heaven Shu Ring?"
Sun Yi still looked shocked, but he nodded slowly.
Armed with his status as a Foundation Building Cultivator and a quasi-Formation Master, he had visited a few One-Rank Formation Masters and seen these white jade inlaid golden rings, the distinguishing symbol of the Heaven Shu Grading, on their hands.
He felt both envious and covetous at that time, hence the memory was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Sun Yi dreamt that one day he himself would pass the grading and possess a Heaven Shu Ring of his own.
But to his great astonishment, he had yet to achieve his grading, and here this young cultivator in his teens already possessed a Heaven Shu Ring.
"Could it be stolen?" Sun Ze asked again.
Sun Yi’s brows furrowed once more.
He thought it should be stolen, but something in his heart suggested it was impossible.
Formation Masters regarded the Heaven Shu Ring as their life; it wouldn’t be so easy to steal.
Nor was it likely that someone dared to steal the Heaven Shu Ring and brazenly flaunt it.
Sun Yi looked towards Mo Hua again.
Mo Hua’s fair little hand, adorned with such a solemn and luxurious ring, appeared somewhat inconceivable.
But the Heaven Shu Ring, indeed, seemed to resonate with his aura.
Moreover, the demeanor and temperament he displayed while wearing the ring were, indeed, that of a One-Rank Formation Master.
Sun Ze’s eyes gleamed with greed, a cold light flashed, and he whispered,
"Dad, let’s snatch the ring away!"
This time Sun Yi couldn’t hold back and slapped him directly.
"Are you ****ing looking to die?!"
Sun Ze was stupefied by the slap, his gaze dazed, not understanding what taboo he had violated.
Grinding his teeth, Sun Yi explained in a low voice,
"You ****ing aren’t a bandit or a highwayman, you’re a Clan cultivator!"
"With a name, a family, and property, and such a large mansion established in Thousand Families Town—every cultivator in our family is registered with the Taoist Court Officials."
"You must have eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard to even think of robbing a One-Rank Formation Master’s Heaven Shu Ring?"
"A One-Rank Formation Master is certified by the Heaven Shu Pavilion—their support comes from the Central Taoist Court!"
"Robbing the Heaven Shu Ring means offending the Heaven Shu Pavilion, defying the Taoist Court."
"If there’s an investigation from above, it’s possible they could decimate our entire Sun Family!"
...
As Sun Yi spoke, his anger grew, and he slapped Sun Ze again.
Sun Ze was petrified and dared not speak.
As Sun Yi’s residual anger subsided, he sighed deeply, his expression wary,
"This young cultivator... our Sun Family cannot afford to offend him..."