Chapter 127: Father Grants You the Fangtian Painted Halberd!

Meng Shaobai activated his innate ability to recognize Chen Zheng as his adoptive father, leaving Xuan Tie Zhenren, Wu Li, Shi San Niang, Prince Yi and the others in the hall all stunned.

Stunned!

This was completely unexpected.

According to what they think, Meng Shaobai rose to fame at a young age, his arrogance soaring, so he would surely be unwilling to accept defeat at Chen Zheng's hands.

Then he would shout at Chen Zheng, vowing that he would one day erase today's humiliation.

In that case, Meng Shaobai's loss wouldn't look too bad.

At least he kept his character.

But no one expected that Meng Shaobai would completely break the usual pattern, with no buildup at all, suddenly changing his demeanor, bowing his head to Chen Zheng and demanding to recognize him as his father.

Is this something a normal person could do?

At the very least, shouldn't he throw a couple of harsh words first before softening, to show a bit of backbone?

Has Meng Shaobai gone mad?

Or does Meng Shaobai lack paternal love, seeing Chen Zheng as his own father?

At this moment, while the others were stunned, they all silently speculated about Meng Shaobai's logic.

And even if you, Meng Shaobai, want to recognize him as father, would Chen Zheng actually agree to take you as his son?

That's completely one‑sided wishful thinking.

But soon, everyone realized how absurd their assumptions were.

Because there was no surprise in Chen Zheng's eyes at the sudden recognition, only a playful expression, a half‑smile as he said, "Meng Shaobai, since you are determined to recognize me as your father, from today you will be my first adopted son. But remember, if you ever dare to defy Father, don't blame Father for slapping you to death."

"Did I see that right? Young Master Chen is already taking… taking Meng Shaobai as an adopted son? Doesn't he consider it at all?"

Prince Yi, Shi San Niang, Wu Li, Xuan Tie Zhenren and the others were all stone‑frozen once again.

They felt they had exhausted all the astonishment and shock of their lives, now directed at Chen Zheng and Meng Shaobai.

They couldn't possibly understand the thought process of this father‑son pair.

And the kneeling Meng Shaobai was also stunned, as if he hadn't expected Chen Zheng to agree so readily, then he put on an ecstatic expression and shouted, "Child bows to Senior Brother Chen…"

Chen Zheng replied, "Still call me Father, senior brother?"

"Oh… Child bows to Adoptive Father! Adoptive Father, rest assured, the child will never defy you; if Adoptive Father tells the child to go east, the child will never go west!"

Meng Shaobai quickly corrected himself, lowered his brows, and kowtowed to Chen Zheng three times.

But no one saw the ferocious murderous glint that flashed in his eyes as he bowed.

After the kowtow, Meng Shaobai rose, jogged forward, bowed his head and flattered, "Adoptive Father, for you to set aside past grievances and accept me as your adopted son, I am immensely grateful. Here are 100,000 Nascent Soul Pills I present to you, please do not disdain them."

As he spoke, he held a storage bag in both hands and presented it to Chen Zheng as if offering a treasure.

The storage bag indeed contained 100,000 Nascent Soul Pills.

But among the many pills was a single counterfeit, a carefully sealed and disguised "Unborn Pill" that he had obtained from an ancient cave.

The Unborn Pill is a poison pill forged by ancient poison cultivators using secret methods; contact instantly infuses the body with deadly toxin.

Its toxicity is extremely fierce, able to infiltrate a cultivator's flesh and mana, causing unbearable pain.

And like maggots in the ankle bone, it is extremely hard to eradicate.

If one ingests the Unborn Pill thinking it is a Nascent Soul Pill, death by poison occurs instantly.

This is Meng Shaobai's purpose in recognizing the thief as father. Unable to resist Chen Zheng, could he instead poison Chen Zheng to death?

He believes Chen Zheng will soon understand what a terrible fate awaits him for humiliating Meng Shaobai!

Unfortunately, Chen Zheng never even reached for the storage bag; instead his face hardened as he said, "Father heard that you once obtained the treasure of the ancient great sect Unborn Sword Sect, possessing great wealth, yet you only present a mere 100,000 Nascent Soul Pills to honor Father? Now Father must suspect you have ulterior motives, intending to harm Father!"

He extended his massive hand, poised to slap, as if to kill Meng Shaobai with a single palm.

"Adoptive Father, please hear my explanation!" Meng Shaobai panicked, hurriedly saying, "Child did not intend to be stingy; it's just that the child just spent 50 million Baiyang Pills at the treasure auction to bid for a Kun Peng Egg, so my wealth is now scarce…"

"Kun Peng Egg, huh? Offering it to Father is barely acceptable," Chen Zheng interrupted, reaching for the golden little gourd hanging at his waist.

"Adoptive Father, no!" Meng Shaobai's face changed dramatically, hurriedly trying to stop, but it was too late; the golden gourd was easily snatched by Chen Zheng.

"Give it back quickly!"

Meng Shaobai could no longer pretend; a ferocious blaze erupted in his eyes, he let out a low growl and lunged at the golden little gourd in Chen Zheng's hand.

That golden gourd was his treasured storage artifact, containing his entire fortune, including a supreme treasure Unborn Sword, the secrets of the Five Elements Land, and the cultivation method of the Unborn Sword Dao.

Most importantly, it held the Kun Peng Egg he had just acquired, an item that could not be lost.

Looking at it one by one/p>

He knows a secret technique called "Demonic Fetus Parasitic Method"; by merging his own flesh and blood into the Kun Peng Egg, he can fuse with the unborn Kun Peng inside.

Then whatever hatches from the egg will be both Meng Shaobai and Kun Peng.

In other words, he will inherit all of Kun Peng's traits while retaining his own.

Moreover, he can use this to achieve the Ninth Level of Divine Power, manifesting the Kun Peng form, swallowing mountains and seas, and roaming the universe.

Thus it is clear how important the Kun Peng Egg is to him.

If Chen Zheng takes it, he would definitely go mad!

"It's just a small token to honor Father, and you whine about it—are you trying to defy Father so that Father will slap you to death?"

Chen Zheng's gaze suddenly turned cold; he flipped his palm, and the gourd in his hand vanished, leaving Meng Shaobai grasping at nothing.

At the same time, a surge of aura moved, pressing Meng Shaobai back onto his knees.

"I…"

Meng Shaobai felt as if a bucket of water was poured over him from head to toe; his mind cleared instantly, and he could only force out a smile uglier than crying, gritting his teeth, "Child does not dare."

He understood everything.

His Kun Peng Egg and supreme treasure and other items now in Chen Zheng's hands would never return.

Because Chen Zheng never truly intended to adopt him; from start to finish he was merely playing him, turning him round and round.

This person is literally not human; he's a devil!

"Better not dare."

Chen Zheng's expression softened a bit, and he said casually, "I, your father, will not take your filial respect in vain. This Fang Tian Halberd is an ancient marvel; I, your father, will grant it to you for self‑defense. Take it and go slay demons and monsters."

He pointed his finger in the air, and a spirit‑tool‑grade Fang Tian Halberd materialized, landing before Meng Shaobai.

"Thank you, father, for the gift."

What else could Meng Shaobai say?

Even if his fury now burns like a raging fire, even if he harbors hatred toward Chen Zheng, hating to the point of wanting to drink his blood and eat his flesh, he still dares not show a single hint of it.

He could only thank in a low voice, then reverently lifted the Fang Tian Halberd, rose, and left the great hall.

(End of Chapter)