Chapter 1424: His Head Is a Green Grassland

Hearing Dongfang Huang's words, Yao Yunfeng fell into thought, while the people opposite Yun Xiantai had strange expressions.

Demon Race? We're getting involved with the Demon Race again?

As for the Demon Race, everyone knows them all too well—they're old acquaintances, having clashed countless times.

But before Yao Yunfeng could reply, the Grand Elder beside him shouted angrily.

"Impossible, do you think a single Demonic Yuan Fruit can just cancel this out? How could it be that easy?"

"Hey, I'm really giving you face."

Seeing the Grand Elder about to jump out again, Yun Xiantai instantly flared up, rose sharply and wanted to strike; seeing this, Feng Ming and Bai Xianer also hurriedly stood up.

With the Grand Elder's such superficial cultivation, they truly feared Yun Xiantai could slap him to death with one palm.

But as Feng Ming and Bai Xianer moved, Qiu Baiyi and Dongfang Hong naturally refused to back down, and the atmosphere instantly turned tense, swords drawn.

"Stay calm, everyone calm down a bit."

Seeing this, Dongfang Huang's face also darkened—how could two sentences go wrong, and it started again.

Facing Yun Xiantai, the Grand Elder showed no fear at all; his beloved son had been killed, and he would absolutely not let these people off.

"Anyway, I disagree."

After staring at Yun Xiantai for a while, the Grand Elder turned his head and said to Yao Yunfeng.

He absolutely opposes negotiations—do you think a single Demonic Yuan Fruit can just gloss over this? What about his son? Was he just killed for nothing?

Hearing this, Yun Xiantai's eyes flashed with killing intent; sensing it, Feng Ming and Bai Xianer's hearts tightened—if they were to fight now, they weren't confident they could protect Yao Yunfeng and the others' safety.

After all, the Medicine King Pavilion has many strong cultivators, but now they're wounded or crippled, and some have already perished earlier, making it hard to deal with Yun Xiantai and his group.

Just as the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive, Jue Shi strode in.

"That fellow Daoist Yun, your disciple Hong Zun is outside seeking an audience."

"What does he want? Let him in."

Hong Zun suddenly approached; Yun Xiantai was bewildered, and soon Hong Zun strode into the hall, immediately seeing the Grand Elder full of killing intent.

He curled his lips, gave a cold smile, and stepped forward.

"Stop looking—I really don't know how you've managed to survive this long, being played with for so many years."

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder roared in anger, while Hong Zun casually tossed him a Formation Disk.

"Have a look yourself, still talking about revenge."

Huh???

Taking the Formation Disk with some doubt, the Grand Elder glanced at it casually—this isn't just an ordinary Blood Vein Formation, is it?

A Blood Vein Formation is like a life token; by recording one's essence blood, it guarantees the recorder's life or death.

Once the recorder dies, the fresh blood on the Formation Disk will disappear.

Besides that, a Blood Vein Formation also serves to test blood relations.

At this moment, the Formation Disk was clearly being used to test blood ties, yet the result showed no relation whatsoever.

At first, the Grand Elder didn't quite get it—what are you doing giving me a Blood Vein Formation for?

"Are you sick?"

He lifted his head, coldly stared at Hong Zun and asked; hearing this, Hong Zun let out a cold laugh.

"You're the sick one—this is the outcome of your precious son and you, you idiot."

Su Shao's fresh blood isn't hard to obtain—his corpse is still lying here at Food is Heaven; as for the Grand Elder's fresh blood, during their earlier clash, Hong Zun's sword had retained some of it.

As for why Hong Zun suddenly went to test their blood relation, it wasn't anything other than Xu Jie's reminder.

After returning to Food is Heaven, Xu Jie, with a mysterious look, told Hong Zun.

"Shīzūn, I've discovered something."

"What is it?"

"Don't you feel the Grand Elder and his precious son look nothing alike at all?"

"Huh???"

"Yeah, although the Su-named guy isn't as handsome as me and my junior brother Changqing, he's still quite a looker—face like jade—but the Grand Elder? He's got a horse-face, his whole facial structure is different—could they really be father and son?"

"What do you mean by that................"

"I think there's something wrong with this father-son pair."

"So you want to test it?"

"Shīzūn, you're wise."

Just like that, the master and disciple found Su Shao's corpse, extracted a drop of heart's essence blood, then compared it with the Grand Elder's blood—and the result was exactly as expected.

At that moment, upon hearing Hong Zun's words, the Grand Elder looked at the Formation Disk in his hand and was completely dumbfounded.

"Not my biological son?"

He muttered under his breath, having raised and cherished this son for so many years—could he not be his own blood?

But soon, the Grand Elder suddenly snapped his head up, eyes blazing as he glared at Hong Zun.

"What a despicable villain, still trying to frame my son even now."

Faced with the furious Grand Elder, Hong Zun curled his lips.

"You idiot, still acting like a Grand Elder—if you don't believe me, just try it yourself and you'll see."

Having said that, Hong Zun turned and left, while the Grand Elder was utterly confused at that moment—indeed, trying it would reveal the truth.

But he panicked then—his only son, whom he'd doted on for so long, wasn't actually his own blood?

Even Yao Yunfeng nearby was a bit dazed, his gaze toward the Grand Elder also turning somewhat complex.

He actually somewhat believed Hong Zun's words—after all, that guy's Dao companion, well, it's hard to put into words.

Before, his senior brothers had also warned him, but the Grand Elder simply refused to believe it.

"I don't believe it, it's impossible."

While he spoke, his feet had already stepped toward walking outside the hall; obviously, the Grand Elder intended to go personally verify the truth of the matter.

He had never considered this issue before, but now Hong Zun had thrown the blood pattern formation in his face, making it impossible to pretend it never happened.

He had to personally confirm whether it was true.

Arriving in a daze before his son's corpse, Lin Gongfeng looked at the bewildered Grand Elder and spoke hesitantly.

This matter...........

No need to say more; I, old man, will come myself.

The Grand Elder ignored Lin Gongfeng, instead personally extracting a drop of his son's heart's essence blood, and then extracting a drop of his own heart's essence blood.

The accuracy of heart's essence blood is the highest, and this time the Grand Elder also produced his own blood pattern formation.

Worried that the formation disk might also be problematic, this way the result would be one hundred percent true.

But as the two drops of heart's essence blood fell onto the blood pattern formation, the formation showed no reaction at all, and moreover they strongly repelled each other, like water and fire that cannot coexist.

Seeing this, the Grand Elder was dumbstruck, indicating that there is no blood relation whatsoever between the two.

Because even if they were distant relatives separated by several or even a dozen generations, such a situation could not occur.

Even if they were incompatible, as long as there was a blood relation, no matter how diluted, there would at least be no phenomenon of rejection.

But now, the two drops of fresh blood on the formation are clearly distinct; nobody could possibly approach the other voluntarily.

The son for whom I have felt pain all these years is truly not my own biological child.