Chapter 440

Once I confirmed the visitor was Feng Xianqiu, I knew what to do, then I quickly stepped back, putting some distance between us.

I cannot stay too close to him.

The ice silkworm poison on my body will not be controlled by him as long as I stay not too close.

As for the birth-tied curse, the two remnant souls in my body have already fused well; I don't know how much influence Feng Xianqiu activating the birth-tied curse will have on me.

My gaze swept over Tang Tang and Yu Nian; both were under control, their mouths sealed.

Tang Tang, face flushed red, kept trying to resist.

Yu Nian remained very calm.

So calm that I felt her gaze unfocused, like a walking corpse.

My intuition told me they had already acted on Yu Nian!

I slightly turned my head toward Bai Shulan; she and I have good rapport, and she immediately whispered, 'Look at her ears and fingers.'

Upon seeing that, I instantly felt a surge of unnamed anger.

Bai Shulan didn't remind me; I hadn't noticed that Yu Nian's both ears were missing, and the two hands hanging at her sides had no fingers!

This is only what we can see; the parts covered by clothing may have even more deficiencies.

'They are using senior sister as the new subject for splicing.' I said heartbrokenly, 'It seems they must remove the original bodily tissue before splicing…'

Bai Shulan furrowed her brows: 'It shouldn't be a forcible cutting off, since there's no wound visible; it's likely a degeneration.'

Degeneration?

This sounds no less harmful than cutting off; Yu Nian's suffering is likely even greater.

I asked, 'If I bring her back, do you have confidence to save her? At least awaken her consciousness?'

Bai Shulan also dared not pat her chest to guarantee: 'I don't know her specific condition; we must first rescue her, then I will examine her and proceed with further treatment.'

Yes, let's rescue her first and then talk.

Feng Xianqiu saw I had no response and spoke again: 'Ah Li, will you come over, or shall I come get you?'

'What about Liu Zhengfeng?' I questioned, 'He was the one I made the deal with; he hasn't come, is he trying to break the contract?'

Actually everyone knows deep down, Liu Zhengfeng is merely a dog under Di Luan.

I even have reason to believe that a guy who does nothing but cough all day and can't even protect his own son has likely already been body-seized.

What they have always wanted is only Wangting Mountain.

Feng Xianqiu did not answer, nor did he get angry; he merely gave a light smile, his voice still calm, but his words were full of threat: 'Ah Li, the situation is now so clear, what are you still struggling for?'

He raised his hand pointing at Tang Tang and Yu Nian: 'These two good sisters of yours, you don't want them anymore?'

'Or are you still naively thinking that Liu Junyan will come to save you at the crucial moment?'

'Don't be foolish, Ah Li; Liu Junyan's tribulation is destined to be failed, obediently come back with me to marry, serve me well, and I might even take pity and allow you to go collect his corpse…'

Hu Sanmei could bear it no longer, shouting loudly: 'What a big mouth! Sanjiao Ya, I advise you to think first about whether anyone would be willing to collect your corpse after you die!'

'Tsk tsk, little white fox, why are you getting angry from embarrassment?'

Feng Xianqiu's state today truly feels like having victory in hand… victory assured.

Where does he get his confidence?

Why is he so certain that Liu Junyan's tribulation is destined to be failed?

Feng Xianqiu seemed to know what I was thinking, and he continued: 'Ah Li, you are very smart, and you have many people helping you around; perhaps you have already guessed most of the truth, but I want to tell you that a woman who is too smart will only increase a man's interest in you and his strong desire to conquer.'

'Ah Li, we already have a marriage agreement between us; we are the proper husband and wife. Even the bastard in your belly, I can, for your sake, treat as my own. Be good, come back on your own while I still have interest in you; my patience is limited.'

At this moment, I could even hear Hui Moqiong's fists cracking as he clenched them.

Even if I didn't see it, I could imagine that Li Qingying was at this moment pressing down on his emotions, preventing him from acting impulsively.

'Whether you like it or not, whether you admit it or not, as soon as this child is born, no matter what kind of monster he is, he can only be registered under my name, and call me Dad!'

He raised his eyebrows and continued: 'Ah Li, have you seriously considered why the Linghai Dragon Clan does not allow Liu Junyan to return to his ancestral lineage?'

He paused, looking at me with interest.

Seeing that I was unmoved, his interest in keeping the secret waned by half.

He asked and answered himself: 'Because Linghai is the white dragon trapped in the Pagoda Formation that was struck down; the Linghai Dragon Clan's genealogy ought to have him alone on the first page, and in a sense the current Linghai Dragon Clan grew by stepping on the white dragon's flesh and blood, while Liu Junyan is his bloodline!'

'If Liu Junyan truly returned to his ancestral line, his name would appear only in the white dragon's genealogy, not the current one; do you think they would allow such a thing to happen?'

I found it somewhat amusing; Feng Xianqiu is perhaps too self-assured.

I recall that after Liu Junyan received the Head Anointing Blessing in Longling, I once asked him whether he still needed to return to his ancestral lineage.

His answer was affirmative.

But it was not his own insistence; it was the will of the Linghai Dragon King.

Then I asked if he would feel wronged because of that, and he said he is no longer that ten-year-old boy who lost his mother, a hundred-year-old solitary and helpless wandering youth.

Now he wants to be the reliance of those he cares about.

And the people he cares about most are none other than his close kin and those who have always followed him.

Me and the child, of course, are among those close kin.

My cold reaction finally gave Feng Xianqiu a hint of annoyance; he persisted: 'If Liu Junyan cannot return to his ancestral line, whose genealogy should his child's name fall under? The Wangting Mountain Snake Clan?'

He sneered: 'Too bad, the Wangting Mountain Snake Clan is already in my pocket; perhaps you think the child can follow you, but then his name would ultimately still fall under my name, and he'd still have to call me Dad, right?'

'Enough!' I said, not wanting to hear his nonsense, 'The matter of my child is none of your concern.'

Feng Xianqiu laughed again: 'Yes, not having me, this cheap father, worry about it, then his real father will surely worry for him, right?'

I furrowed my brows, intuiting there was hidden meaning in his words, and he wasn't holding back any good gas.

Indeed, Feng Xianqiu then said: 'If I were Liu Junyan, knowing full well that my innate status is flawed and destined to fail this Millennium Great Tribulation, before failing the tribulation I would surely exert all effort to gain something for you mother and child, such as… status…'

My face instantly turned grim.

In this psychological duel with Feng Xianqiu, I ultimately lost.

He knows exactly how to manipulate my emotions.

"He cannot give you marriage, so the only recourse is to settle for second best and give the child a legitimate status; the Linghai Dragon Clan's major surname is Ao, while Liu Junyan's surname is Liu, so all he can do is join as an outsider branch."

"And the Linghai Dragon Clan has a clear rule: for an outsider branch to join their clan, one must pass the Dragon Gate, offer incense, undergo the Heavenly Tribulation, and sacrifice one's heart's blood to honor the Linghai Dragon Clan's ancestors."