All Chapters of The Son-in-law: Chapter 151
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THE GATEWAY OF THE LOST
CHAPTER 154 :The abandoned rift site wasn’t on any map, not even the Luoshen fragments Billy had memorized in his dreams. They tracked it through a thread of clues: old star-charts Tyla reconstructed from shattered murals, Owen’s hacked coordinates stolen from three different government satellites, and Billy’s own uncanny pull toward something he couldn’t name. The closer they got, the more the relic under his skin hummed—like a pulse that wasn’t quite a pulse, a heartbeat dragged through another dimension.By the time they made it into the valley, the wind had changed. It wasn’t blowing through the field—it was blowing inward, like the whole landscape was breathing toward a single invisible point.Tyla stopped walking first.“You feel that?” Her voice was low, almost reverent.Billy nodded slowly. “Like the world is drawing us in.”“No,” she said, eyes narrowing. “It’s drawing you in.”He didn’t argue. It was true. His bones felt magnetized, pulled forward by something older than an
THE RIFT THAT REMEMBERS
CHAPTER 155 :The valley didn’t return to normal after the failed attempt. The air kept pulsing—like the space around them remembered the rift being opened and refused to settle back down. Even the dust hovered longer than it should, refusing to touch the ground. Owen kept waving a hand through it like he couldn’t decide whether to be impressed or terrified.Billy was quiet. Too quiet.Tyla watched him from the side as he stared at the cracked stone platform. She didn’t push him—not yet. She’d learned that when the relic was loud inside him, forcing conversation only made things worse.Owen finally broke the silence.“So,” he announced, “good news and bad news.”Tyla didn’t even breathe before saying, “Start with the good.”Owen pointed at the valley’s center. “The good news is: that rift is definitely not dead. Whatever you did, Billy, it woke something up.”“And the bad?” Billy asked without looking away.“The bad is that everything in a twelve-kilometer radius is now giving off ene
THE GUARDIAN IN THE DEEP
CHAPTER 156 :The tunnel swallowed them whole.Billy led the way, one hand sliding along the ancient stone as if tracing a heartbeat only he could hear. The darkness wasn’t empty—far from it. It thrummed with low vibrations that crawled up his bones like a warning disguised as a welcome.Tyla kept close behind him, flashlight trembling occasionally in her grip. Owen followed last, muttering curses at every uneven step.“You sure this thing doesn’t collapse?” Owen whispered.Billy didn’t look back. “If it was going to collapse, it would’ve done it centuries ago.”“That’s… not comforting.”“It wasn’t meant to be.”They descended deeper until the tunnel flared open into a massive underground chamber—so large their lights got swallowed halfway up the walls. The floor was smooth, perfectly circular, like it had been carved by something that didn’t use tools or hands at all.Tyla stopped short. “This… Billy, this isn’t just a tunnel.”He nodded slowly. “It’s a Luoshen trial chamber.”Owen f
THE WEIGHT OF PASSING THE TEST
CHAPTER 157 :The world came back to Billy Anderson in jagged, flashing pieces.At first, there was only the sting of cold wind scraping against his face — sharp, thin, almost metallic, as though every gust carried needles of sand. Then there was the faint taste of copper on his tongue. Then the realization that he was kneeling in grit, palms pressed into ground still vibrating from the relic shockwave he’d barely survived. His chest rose and fell too fast, too uneven, like his own lungs weren’t sure how to sync with him anymore.He’d passed.Barely.But “barely” for a Luoshen guardian trial meant something had been taken from him… or something had been added.He wasn’t sure which terrified him more.---“Billy?” Tyla’s voice broke through the ringing, sharp with fear she didn’t bother hiding. “Talk to me. Hey — Billy!”She stumbled toward him across the fractured stone platform, her braid slapping against her shoulder, her face streaked with dust and the residue of relic interference
THE FEAR SHE WON'T ADMIT
CHAPTER 158 :The walk back to camp should have been simple — a straight trail carved through the red canyons, wind scraping dust along their ankles, the sky dimming into that late-evening bruise color. But nothing felt simple anymore. Every step Billy took sent a faint metallic shiver through the air, like he was dragging an invisible wire behind him.Tyla tried not to stare.Tried.Failed.Billy could feel her watching him, even when she pretended to focus on the terrain ahead. Every time the relic-light flickered under his skin, he caught her flinch out of his peripheral vision — tiny, fast, involuntary. She’d pretend it was the wind or the flashlight glare or her own exhaustion. But he noticed.And each flinch cut a little deeper.He didn’t blame her. Hell, he didn’t trust himself right now.But hearing Tyla’s fear was different than seeing it.Hearing it made something inside him twist.Seeing it made something inside him crack.---They reached the base of the ridge where their
THE ONES WHO WANT THE RIFT
CHAPTER 159 :The air around the hidden rift site still shimmered with the aftershock of Billy’s trial. The Luoshen guardian’s energy hadn’t fully faded yet, and every dust particle in the chamber drifted like it was suspended on invisible strings. Billy stood in the center of the cavern, shoulders heaving, skin glowing faintly with that unstable relic-light that had begun to pulse through him ever since he barely survived the guardian’s test.Tyla watched him carefully. Not with fear — with dread.Because she wasn’t sure who she was looking at anymore.And Owen?He was pacing, muttering under his breath, mumbling calculations and curse words back-to-back like someone trying to math his way out of a nightmare.Billy rubbed his forehead and winced. “It’s too loud in here.”Tyla stepped closer. “The relic… or your head?”“Both.”Before she could respond, a faint metallic click echoed from somewhere behind the stone pillars.Owen froze. His hand drifted toward his sidearm.“Did you hear
UNEXPECTED POWER
CHAPTER 160 :(Billy unleashes power that shocks even him.)The first thing Billy felt was silence.Not peaceful silence — the heavy kind, the kind that sits on your chest and refuses to move. He blinked, vision swimming back into place, and realized he was flat on the cold stone floor of the rift chamber. His own heartbeat sounded like it was echoing in a cave inside his skull.Something warm touched his cheek.“Billy? Billy—hey—”Tyla’s voice trembled, but she was trying hard to sound tough.He opened his eyes fully.The cavern was wrecked.Not partially.Not mildly.Destroyed.Pillars that had stood for centuries were cracked open like eggshells. Rift energy arced across the air in unstable ribbons. The Horizon Breakers — the faction that had tried to capture him — were scattered across the ground, unconscious or groaning. The leader’s mask was shattered, and her curved weapon lay in two melted pieces beside her.Owen was crouched three feet away, blinking like he’d forgotten what
THE ECHO IN THE DARK
CHAPTER 161 :Tyla didn’t sleep.Everyone else managed to doze off in pieces—Billy collapsed against the wall after the energy outburst, Owen knocked out at his workstation with one earbud dangling, Alice and Lucas whisper-arguing in the corner—but Tyla’s mind refused to calm.Billy’s power spike at the rift had been too much. Too sudden. Too familiar.And it wasn’t just fear eating at her.It was recognition.A pattern she had seen only once before… on the Curator.She paced silently through the bunker’s dim corridor, replaying the moment Billy’s eyes glowed white, the way the air bowed around him, the crackle the relics made like they were responding to something older than him. Something not him at all.Every instinct in her body told her:You’ve seen this before.You know exactly whose signature that was.But she needed proof—not just intuition. Not just panic.Her brain finally clicked into scientific mode.If the Curator had left behind any kind of energetic residue—any imprint—
THE ECHO THAT WOULDN'T DIE
CHAPTER 162 :Billy didn’t realize how quiet the bunker had become until it felt like the silence was pressing the air out of his lungs.The relic echo wasn’t visible—nothing about it had a shape you could stab or shoot—but its presence was thick, like a shadow behind a door that refused to stay shut. A hum vibrated through Billy’s bones, low and irritating, like a whisper he wasn’t supposed to hear but couldn’t block out.Tyla stood a few steps behind him, arms crossed, eyes narrowed and tense. Owen hovered by the console, pretending not to be scared—but he looked like someone waiting for a bomb to go off.“Billy…” Tyla murmured. “If you’re going to do this, do it fast. The anomaly spikes are already climbing again.”He didn’t answer.He didn’t want to.Because answering meant admitting he was scared—scared that the echo wasn’t just reviving. Scared that it was evolving.It felt stronger.Hungrier.Almost… aware of him.Billy inhaled sharply and placed both hands on the smooth Luoshe
USING THE BOND
CHAPTER 163 :Billy sat on the cracked stone floor of the hidden rift chamber, his chest heaving. Every breath felt like he’d been dragging it through molten rock. The relic’s veins pulsed across his arms, brighter than ever, and a low hum thrummed in his skull, echoing the whisper of the Curator’s shadow lingering in the echo he had just fought. Even defeated, it hadn’t vanished. It was waiting. Watching. Learning.Tyla crouched beside him, her hand hovering just above his shoulder, not touching, but tethered by instinct. She didn’t speak; she didn’t need to. Both of them knew that the bond wasn’t something you could reason with—only feel, only wrestle with, and only control if you understood it better than it understood you.Owen’s voice broke the heavy silence. “Billy, listen—governments are converging on this area. We’ve got maybe… hours, if we’re lucky. Once word of this rift spreads, it’s going to be a bloodbath. You have to move. And the only way to find your father… is the rel