Chapter 152: Is Cheng Hong Ling Really Your Biological Daughter?
What is a soul? The soul is half of life, forming a complete life together with the body. Created by the Heavenly Dao, whether you can be born, whether you are male or female, fat or thin, tall or short, and even your destiny, is all arranged by the Heavenly Dao from the beginning. This is the so-called destiny.
But what about now? Mu Ruoyi in front of him actually conjured the soul of a tree out of thin air. This is simply defying the heavens.
Defying the heavens! Punishment is inevitable! Just like the soul emerging from the body.
‘Is this the reason why using Mullinglong has severe side effects?’
Qi Huang was shocked, but he already had some guesses.
Under Mu Ruoyi’s continuous infusion, the soul of the ancient pine became more complete and clearer, but her pretty face became paler and paler. Her breathing was too heavy, causing a wave-like motion in her chest.
After a moment, Mu Ruoyi reached her limit. She dared not delay and immediately proceeded to the next step.
In Qi Huang’s spiritual sense, a green streamer suddenly extended from Mu Ruoyi’s head and quickly submerged into the tree trunk, connecting with the newly formed tree soul. It looked like the soul bond between herself and her main body.
At the same time, Mu Ruoyi quickly accessed the ancient pine’s memories.
Because her strength was lower, she could only read memories from the past month, but this was already enough.
…
Under the gloomy sky, a caravan with more than ten horses was moving slowly on the distant official road. Two people were leading the way. One had an outstanding temperament, was gentle and refined, and looked like a scholar on the surface, but his skin was very dark and rough, indicating that he had suffered a lot.
The other was a robust middle-aged man, wearing soft armor and a long sword at his waist, looking majestic.
Yes, these two were Cheng Yuan and Guard Wang.
The scenes that Mu Ruoyi saw next were exactly the same as what happened at that time. Soon, a group of bandits appeared and annihilated the caravan, leaving only Cheng Yuan to survive thanks to a talisman.
Unfortunately, these bandits did not rejoice for long. A beardless middle-aged man with followers appeared and, single-handedly, killed the bandit leader on the spot. Although the other bandit minions were terrified, they could only lie on the ground like ants, unable to move, due to the suppression of spiritual sense.
The beardless middle-aged man showed disdain on his face, then walked up to Cheng Yuan and began to “break the shield.”
Cheng Yuan quickly took out the Thousand Li Sound Transmission Device to notify his daughter. After he finished the call, the ice shield shattered with a “crackle.”
“Hand over the items you bought at the Juyin Auction House!”
The beardless middle-aged man asked openly, reaching out his hand.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Cheng Yuan calmly shook his head.
“Didn’t your daughter tell you? Don’t lie to cultivators. It’s not only meaningless…”
The beardless middle-aged man chuckled sarcastically, then immediately unleashed his powerful spiritual sense and began to search the surroundings inch by inch.
After a moment, he smiled confidently, then slapped Cheng Yuan across the face, “And it will only provoke the other party!”
Cheng Yuan was just a mortal, how could he withstand it? His body immediately flew out sideways and then fell to the ground like a tattered sack.
The beardless middle-aged man ignored Cheng Yuan and walked straight to a horse. He then searched through the inconspicuous cargo and found a very ordinary wooden box.
The beardless middle-aged man opened the wooden box. Inside lay a lily, but its color was far from ordinary white lilies. Not only was the flower pure black, but the stamens were golden, dazzling the eyes for a long time.
“It’s so fragrant, Master! It’s a Black Gold Lily! This will save us some expenses.”
The short and chubby follower beside him said excitedly.
The beardless middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction, put the wooden box in his pocket, and then walked back towards Cheng Yuan.
At this moment, Cheng Yuan had managed to get up from the ground with difficulty. Blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, and his body was covered in dust, but he still held his back straight. “You came for this thing?”
“Do you think I came for that worthless cargo?”
The beardless middle-aged man asked as a retort, then said to the chubby disciple beside him, “Xiao Zhi, kill those bandits.”
“Sure! I love slaughtering chickens and sheep the most.”
Xiao Zhi’s face showed excitement, then he drew the dagger from his waist and walked towards the group of bandits lying on the ground unable to move.
Xiao Zhi grabbed a minion’s hair with one hand, forcibly pulled the other’s head up, then placed the dagger on the person’s throat and gradually increased the force, sawing back and forth like a saw. Blood quickly gushed out like a fountain.
The bandit’s face showed horror. He wanted to struggle, but under the powerful spiritual sense pressure, he was completely unable to move, and could only watch as the sharp dagger gradually cut his throat.
“Whether one can become a cultivator is 100% determined by bloodline. I originally thought that the father of the great genius of the HongHua Sect would definitely be a dragon among men, but I didn’t expect him to be such a piece of trash.”
The beardless middle-aged man commented sarcastically after sizing Cheng Yuan up.
“Heh heh, haven’t you heard a common saying? Do kings and generals have descendants? Bloodline has no distinction between high and low.”
Cheng Yuan smiled confidently.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t be so stubborn. I would immediately find a way to check if that daughter is really his.”
The beardless middle-aged man suggested kindly.
“No need, I trust my wife.”
Cheng Yuan immediately declined.
“Trust can’t solve any problems. Aren’t you afraid of accepting someone else’s child? You’ll be raising a genius daughter for someone else, and when her real father shows up, you’ll have nothing.”
The beardless middle-aged man said with pity.
“Do you think my father-daughter relationship with my daughter is maintained solely by blood? Then you are truly pitiful.”
A hint of mockery appeared on Cheng Yuan’s face instead.
“It seems you have a very good relationship with your daughter!”
The beardless middle-aged man showed a thoughtful expression.
At this moment, Xiao Zhi had already slit the throats of all the bandits. He walked over, still unsatisfied, and suggested, “Master, let me kill him too. Otherwise, it will be troublesome when Cheng Hong Ling comes looking for us later.”
“I suddenly don’t want to kill him anymore!”
The beardless middle-aged man looked at Cheng Yuan with burning eyes.
“Why?”
Xiao Zhi asked curiously.
“Since their father and daughter are deeply affectionate, why not keep him as a hostage? If we want anything in the future, we can just ask her daughter. I believe that to save her father’s old life, Cheng Hong Ling will be happy to serve us.”
The beardless middle-aged man revealed a playful smile.
“Master, you mean to take it slow?”
Xiao Zhi’s eyes sparkled.
“You’re not stupid. Cheng Hong Ling is, after all, a cultivator in the Guiyi Realm. It’s hard to get her father, so why kill him so easily? That would be too much of a waste! We must squeeze out all her value first.”
Greed flashed in the beardless middle-aged man’s eyes.
“After exhausting her value, there’s still her body. I heard that Cheng Hong Ling is a stunning beauty, equaling the Saintess of Shuiyu Valley as the ‘Closed Moon Twin Beauties’ of the Xihui Dynasty. Master, do you think she would be willing to sacrifice a little of her beauty to save her father?”
Xiao Zhi asked lewdly.
“Slap!”
The beardless middle-aged man casually slapped Xiao Zhi and laughed, “You brat, you’ve got some good ideas.”
“Don’t worry, Master! I, Xiao Zhi, have no other strengths, but I know filial piety. I’ll first show filial piety to you, old master.”
Xiao Zhi rubbed his head and repeatedly expressed his loyalty.
“Good! It’s not a waste of my effort in training you.”
The beardless middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction.
“Master, what do we do now?”
Xiao Zhi quickly inquired.
“First, take this Cheng Yuan back to the Good Dream Inn and make plans. To blackmail Cheng Hong Ling, we need to devise a thorough plan.”
The beardless middle-aged man made a decision.
“You want to use me to blackmail my daughter, did you ask me?”
Cheng Yuan sneered, nimbly took out a dagger from his怀 and stabbed himself in the chest. However, the moment the tip of the knife touched his clothes, it could no longer advance. He felt as if he had suddenly encountered a ghost pressing on his body. Not to mention acting, he couldn’t even blink.
“You want to commit suicide? Did you ask me first?”
The beardless middle-aged man showed a disdainful expression. “From today onwards, you live if I let you live, and you die if I let you die. Do you understand?”
