Chapter 101: Deceiving Heaven to Alter Fate (Part 6)

"Zhao Xinglang's remark about 'using such a young child as a sacrifice' carries dual meaning—it refers both to little Feng now, and to young Feng ten years ago."

Li Cheng said cheerfully: "First, let’s be clear: before the Killing Field game began, there was no such thing as true advanced transcendent power—everything was just Old Feng’s delusion after believing in the superstitious scams of wandering sorcerers."

He first swapped Zhao Xinglang’s destiny pattern with little Feng’s, then swapped little Feng’s blessed long-life destiny pattern with his wife’s, and finally returned his wife’s destiny pattern back to Zhao Xinglang, forming a triangle—trying to deceive the curse."

From Old Feng’s perspective, this method of swapping destiny patterns truly worked: little Feng’s high fever subsided and he recovered, while his wife’s critical condition improved, extending her life by two more years."

After his wife died, Old Feng was heartbroken, but had no better solution—until he conceived a mad idea: the one mentioned earlier, transplanting the destiny pattern of a carefully selected grandson onto his deceased wife, to trigger Taiyin Refining Form and transform her physical essence."

To achieve this, he must have lied to Zhao Xinglang, convincing him to renovate the mountain villa under the pretense of honoring his wife, moving the coffin into a secret chamber and keeping it hidden."

The severed head fell silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Chengwang, I’m sorry to you, sorry to all of you. I just missed your mother too much."

Each time the resurrected blood corpse consumes a blood relative, its intelligence and appearance grow closer to those of a living human."

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Old Feng, having gone all the way, released the blood corpse to kill Zhao Xinglang. He himself was also engulfed by the blood corpse’s power, reduced to a pile of rotting flesh, mixed with Zhao Xinglang’s remains."

At this point, Old Feng had nothing left to hide—he openly admitted everything."

Li Cheng already had his answer; he turned to look at the mountain villa."

Little Feng’s expression twisted in agony—he clearly recognized his father’s voice, but couldn’t tell which hurt more: the death of Zhao Xinglang, whom he saw as family, or his father’s cold, utilitarian attitude toward him."

But today, Zhao Xinglang discovered the partially burned copy of the Tai Shang Dong Yuan Gai Ming Jing, learned the truth, confronted Old Feng first, then called to warn little Feng’s family."

Li Cheng snapped his fingers; the snap merged with the thunder over Wudun Town: "Remember Wangbei Slope and the nanny? They were both killed by the blood corpse—their remains melted extensively, leaving only half the original mass of flesh."

??? Bro, you’re really a cannibal, I was just joking!"

Deceiving Heaven to Alter Fate—so that’s what it means."

"Understood."

After a long silence, Old Feng’s severed head spoke: "The method for swapping destiny patterns described in the Tai Shang Dong Yuan Gai Ming Jing requires cutting hair from both parties, braiding it into a knot, and throwing it into fire—only then can the destiny patterns be exchanged."

But the mass of flesh at the gate railing was a complete portion—belonging respectively to Zhao Xinglang and Old Feng."

"What? I never opened the coffin. As for the gardener, he was here during the day—I don’t know where he is now."

The pile of flesh on the ground, seemingly lifeless, slowly writhed; its bloody, unrecognizable head turned slowly upward, gazing at Li Cheng and the others, and despite lacking a complete vocal structure, still emitted a hoarse, low voice: "You’re right."

Leaving aside the horrified expressions on You Anjian and the others’ faces,"

"Dad"

"As for why I know—the answer is mass."

For the blood corpse to restore itself fully, it needs more than just the ethereal destiny pattern—it demands more: such as little Feng’s flesh and soul."

The group stared in shock, unsure what to say; You Anjian took a deep breath: "Damn, judging mass by sight? That’s like a pork vendor’s skill at the market."

"Adult male lungs: 1596 kcal, heart: 650 kcal, brain: 2706 kcal, upper arm: 7451 kcal, kidneys: 376 kcal, calf: 4486 kcal, thigh: 13354 kcal."

For example, every few days, human blood must be used to draw arrays on the coffin’s surface and the secret chamber’s floor;"

Li Cheng exclaimed: "Hey, how do you know that? I learned that trick from Old Zheng downstairs—he used to sell pork when he started his business, but got killed three punches by a troublemaking customer. The scene was awful."

Li Cheng nodded: "Two final questions: before releasing the blood corpse today, did you open the coffin? And where is the villa’s gardener?"

"Lu Tihai beat up Zhen Guanxi, right?" You Anjian rubbed his temples in pain: "You might as well just admit you’re a cannibal."

You couldn’t open the coffin before the deadline, or disaster would strike—so you feared the resurrection ritual might fail and your wife wouldn’t return, hence you brought in four players as insurance, to avoid losing both wife and investment."

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Each time it consumes a blood relative, it becomes more human—that’s why you had the heart to sacrifice your son, daughter-in-law, and grandson to bring back your wife."

"I see," Li Cheng nodded. "You painted the array on the floor of the secret chamber—so the blood corpse inherently possesses the ability to phase and move through the mountain villa."

"You cannot open the coffin before the deadline, or disaster will strike."

The explosive grenade Bai Zhi fired at the second-floor window didn’t just collapse half the wall—it ignited wooden furniture, triggering a fire."

"Nine lives? That love is so sweet, I’m literally sitting on my heels, hanging from the ceiling, screaming ‘absolute perfection!’"

Li Cheng casually uttered a carcinogenic absurdity, tilted his head, and said: "I have three final questions. First: the Tai Shang Dong Yuan Gai Ming Jing is unquestionably feudal superstition—its contents hold no transcendent power. How did you resurrect the blood corpse?"

And your silence here until now? You clung to the hope that your wife had already been revived and would soon return to normal."

When my wife died, I kept a few strands of her hair. With those strands, I swapped Xiao Bao’s Tian Yi Gong destiny pattern for my wife’s."

"Yes."

Li Cheng adjusted his glasses; the lenses reflected an eerie glow under the streetlamp."

Besides, that wandering sorcerer contacted me three months ago—ten years had passed, yet his appearance hadn’t changed at all; he was still talkative, and revealed even more details about Taiyin Refining Form."

Flames roared like wildfire, engulfing the villa. Thick smoke gushed from every window. Faintly visible, the blood corpse wandered through the hall."

The mission objective required finding Feng Youyun and uncovering the truth of the residence—both have been accomplished, meaning"

【Regular Mission 'Deceiving Heaven to Alter Fate' Completed】"

The moment the system notification popped up, the cold, uneasy sensation that had clung to the three players vanished—and the blood corpse smashed through the wall and lunged at them."

(End of Chapter)