Chapter 344: Guard the Path!

Huochai Ge seemed to have anticipated Su Ming's reaction, so he didn't waste any words.

They also have a personality and don't care about any of this!

【Plan Two, force a binding.】

【Her spirit inside is ultimately of the same origin as The Speaker; The Speaker only needs a drop of origin blood to embed a slave imprint deep in her soul.】

【The control side of this imprint can be bound to you.】

【So you become her absolute master completely!】

【This technique can directly erase the symbiotic spirit's self‑awareness, turning her into a killing weapon that only obeys commands.】

【All you need is to spin a lie and lull this little girl into a relaxed state, and The Speaker can do it right now!】

【The benefit will be maximized, with 100% loyalty, never betraying.】

【As for the cost… she will lose most of her emotions, becoming a puppet without joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.】

【Besides that, being forced to grow unnaturally will greatly lower her future growth ceiling.】

He heard the phrase "puppet."

Su Ming's eyes instantly turned cold.

In his Dimensional Reduction Warehouse, a tool with the same function lay quietly—

【Puppet Marionette String】.

To get a fightable assistant, turn Zhao Xinghe, who calls everyone "brother," into a cripple?

Su Ming tugged at his mouth corner and slowly shook his head.

"They're a living person, not the modeling clay you knead in your hand."

"Zhao Gang threw his head and shed hot blood up front to seize territory for me, and I turn his own beloved daughter into a puppet from behind?"

"This underworld trick, I find it dirty."

"Let's go straight to Plan Three!"

"If it's still this kind of underhanded scheme…"

"You can mute yourself!"

【Plan Three…】

The cluster of consciousness in his mind stalled for about ten seconds.

For an ancient spirit that has lived for an unknown number of eras, such hesitation is truly rare.

【The Speaker doesn't want to mention this.】

"Oh?"

Su Ming smiled.

"Let me guess, you ten‑thousand‑year‑old slick who doesn't want to speak, it's for only two reasons."

"Either you find it troublesome."

"Or…"

"Working for free, no gain."

The consciousness in his mind hummed heavily.

【Smart.】

【It's just that it's troublesome, and the benefit isn't big!】

Su Ming didn't reply, quietly waiting for the next words.

【Plan Three—】

【Guard the Path!】

The two characters rang out as they were thrown to the ground.

【Any bloodline that can reach the pinnacle of the pyramid must, along the way, have gatekeepers, roadbuilders, and those who shield her from the scum lurking in the shadows plotting evil.】

【That, is called a Guard of the Path.】

【This term even originated from your Eastern side!】

【The Speaker can, before the symbiotic spirit in that little girl takes shape, carve an origin imprint deep in her soul.】

【Neither controlling nor binding.】

【Simplicity is a two‑way key.】

【With this shared‑origin imprint, you can sense her life or death at any time!】

【When the critical moment truly arrives, you can follow the imprint and forcibly lift the growth restriction of that thing inside her!】

Su Ming raised an eyebrow.

"From what you say…"

"The Guard of the Path and the protected one have their karma lines directly bound together?"

【Consider you quick‑witted.】

【If she gets tangled in a major karma, you as the Guard will have to bear the thunder for her.】

【Conversely, the fortune she accumulates from advancement and her reciprocation, you can just lie down and reap the benefits.】

They paused briefly.

【One more thing—】

【That bloodline consciousness, The Speaker just tested it for you.】

【It not only has no malice, but is also eager to recognize a master, being very affectionate toward you!】

【It recognizes… you.】

Su Ming's movement halted.

Oh?

"How so?"

The moment that thing took shape, the scent it smelled the most… was yours.

Even though this fellow has my blood in him, that act back then was done by you!

To put it plainly, you are the first person it saw in this world!

You could even say you created it with your own hands!

Su Ming fell silent.

They tinkered with it for half a day.

Is this just a baseless, sudden desire to be a dad?!

"What about you?"

Su Ming asked directly, cutting straight to the bone.

"What benefit does this deal have for you?"

We're all thousand‑year foxes; why play at Liaozhai?

He doesn't believe that profit‑driven Huochai Ge would do something so wholeheartedly serving the people.

The connection between the two is that close…

He doesn't think this fellow can reap anything!

Ha!

Huochai Ge let out a cold laugh.

The way she digests the source is so bizarre that even The Speaker hasn't seen it.

Even if she only takes a tiny step forward in the future, to The Speaker—that's top‑tier living‑experiment data.

As long as you bind a protective‑path contract with her, The Speaker can legitimately pull her information at any time!

To put it bluntly.

This is using Zhao Xinghe as a mobile genetic laboratory.

No blood drawn, no flesh cut—just observation!

Go realize!

Su Ming stroked his chin and thought for a while.

After that.

"I'm fine with this, but it requires her parents' approval."

…

In the living room.

The tea had long gone cold.

Zhao Gang and his spouse sat on the sofa edge like two wooden stakes, not moving a muscle.

Seeing Su Ming come out alone, the emotions in their eyes surged violently, and even their breathing was held tightly.

Su Ming pulled out a chair and sat down, with nothing hidden.

Like spilling beans, he broke the matter apart, crushed it, and spread it on the table.

The origin of the bloodline consciousness, roughly.

Its current state.

The specific terms of the protective‑path contract.

And which factions might become envious in the future.

No word concealed.

Sincere!

The tiny living room fell into death‑like silence.

Zhao Gang's wife was the first to break, a noticeable tremor in her throat.

"Mr. Su, will this protective‑path contract keep Xing He safe and sound as she grows?"

"I'll do what I can."

Su Ming answered succinctly.

"But when I'm not around, you two must raise your guard hearts."

"Later some restless fellows will try to latch onto the hotspot; don't let her run amok."

"Learn to hide!"

Zhao Gang clutched the seam of his trousers on his thigh with both hands, silent.

A few seconds later.

He suddenly lifted his head, his body stiff as a board, then bowed down ninety degrees hard.

His wife beside him also bowed deeply, tears streaming down.

Su Ming didn't stop it, receiving the bow.

He understood the unwavering devotion in Zhao Gang's eyes.

And he also grasped the two's decision!

Huh—!

Su Ming inhaled deeply.

He turned again, striding toward the tightly shut bedroom door.

Prepare the protective‑path!