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Chapter 303

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"Bam!"

Shangyang Ruo, who had just run out, didn't get very far before she was blocked by two slender figures.

"Bitch! Where do you think you're going!? "A figure slowly revealed itself. It was a beautiful woman wearing a white veil. However, there was a hint of sharpness in the depths of her eyes. One look was enough to tell that she was not a gentle person.

"Ruo Ruo, go back. You made a mistake, so you have to accept your punishment. Do you want to be thrown there by Master Jiuli? "The other person's voice was gentle, and she looked at Shangyang Ruo with a hint of pity in her eyes.

"I … I …" Shangyang Ruo's tears gushed out again. Wrapped in a black robe, she stood there, trembling.

"Everything was destined from the moment you leaked the secret to save your family," the gentle woman said softly.

"What's going on?" Lu Sheng walked out of the room.

The two women hurriedly knelt down to greet Lu Sheng.

"Greetings, Master."

"Stand up and talk." Lu Sheng said casually. He only knew about Shangyang Ruo from Shangyang Jiuli, but this was his first time meeting her in person. However, after she stood him up, he had a bad impression of this woman.

He did not expect the Shangyang Family to use her as a small gift to welcome him.

The two girls stood up slowly, and told Lu Sheng about how Shangyang Ruo had purposely leaked information in order to save her family. In the end, Shangyang Ruo had even caused a team that should have retreated safely to be chased by their opponents, resulting in heavy losses.

"Shangyang Ruo is just a small apology. You don't have to pity her. No matter what you do, she will not resist, "one of the women said calmly.

"Alright, take her away." Lu Sheng waved his hand impatiently. It was like someone had placed a hamster in front of a person, spread its legs, and said, "Sir, you don't have to pity me, do whatever you want …"

Pity, pity, pity, pity my ass! Someone who could be squashed to death if he was not careful. Lu Sheng guessed that Shangyang Jiuli had severely underestimated him, or that he was different from normal Weapon Masters.

The two women exchanged glances, and stepped forward to hold down Shangyang Ruo, who was trying to escape.

Bam bam bam bam!

With four crisp sounds, the woman with the gentle voice broke Shangyang Ruo's limbs.

Just as he screamed, another woman covered his mouth.

"Lock her up in the dungeon first. Her bloodline has long been destroyed, so she can't do anything now." The two girls bowed to Lu Sheng again, then slowly left with Shangyang Ruo.

Lu Sheng stood alone at the door, watching the three of them leave. Then, he narrowed his eyes, turned around, and entered his room to rest.



At the southern border.

A deep mountain shrouded in clouds and mist was faintly discernible under the sunlight.

The blazing sun and the dense white fog coexisted, but the fog did not show any signs of dispersing.

At the peak of the mountain, an old woman in azure clothes sat cross-legged at the side of a pool in the deepest part of a deep cave.

The old woman's face was full of wrinkles and her back was slightly hunched, giving off a sinister and cold feeling.

"How many years has it been? How many years has it been …? "She gripped a greenish-black sword-shaped jade stone in her hand, and her entire body trembled slightly.

The old woman closed her eyes as if she was recalling something.

"Even now, I can still recall the scene when my mother took us away from home."

Two other old women slowly walked out of the cave. At first glance, they looked to be at least eighty or ninety years old.

Looking at the old woman sitting cross-legged at the side of the pool, a trace of worry appeared on their bark-like faces.

"Second Sister, are you sure that the message you received from home is real? We three sisters have been sworn brothers for hundreds of years. Are you really going to abandon me and big sister just because of a letter from home that you can't tell is real or fake? "

The three Witch Spirit sisters were not very famous in the southern region, but overall, they were above average. The three sisters lived in seclusion in the Dark Cloud Gorge, always appearing and disappearing unpredictably, never leaving each other's side. They did not expect that the second sister, Yuanguang Cheng, would leave them after receiving a letter from home.

Yuanguang Cheng sighed and stood up from the pool, staring at her sworn sister and sister.

"Mother sent a letter. Now that my bloodline has awakened, my bloodline finally has a chance to return to our homeland. Mother, me, and hundreds of other brothers and sisters, we have waited for this chance for far too long. "

"But …" The third sister still wanted to say something. But the eldest sister reached out and stopped her. The eldest sister sighed softly.

"All good things must come to an end. Second Sister, you are the only one in charge of your family. But no matter what, you must remember that no matter what happens, here in the Dark Cloud Gorge, you two good sisters are waiting for you. This will always be your home. "

Yuanguang Cheng felt a lump in her throat and nodded heavily.

"We're already so old, and you're still so emotional … It's not like I'm not coming back."

"That's true." The eldest sister also smiled. "You can't just go back like this, right? Are you going to bring back the children you scattered back then? "

"Of course. My bloodline is small, and we only have a few people anyway. Of course, we have to bring them back to meet our ancestors. "Yuanguang Cheng nodded.

"Then … have a safe journey," the eldest sister said solemnly.

Yuanguang Cheng looked at the two of them, and tears welled up in her eyes.



Phoenix Mountain Town, Border of the Northern Lands.

Phoenix Mountain Town was located at the border of the Great Song, bordering the Dark Cloud Mountains. The surrounding area was extremely desolate. Apart from the occasional treasure hunter, there were no other strong people here.

The main source of income for the town was the fur that the hunters harvested in the mountains, as well as the medicinal herbs that the herbalists gathered.

In this town of less than a thousand people, in a small, black, stone house, a white-faced woman with disheveled hair sat cross-legged in the darkness.

There were no candles, no sunlight, and not even any windows.

The woman's hair was disheveled, but one could still tell from her figure and facial features that she was a beautiful woman.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, the door cracked open, and a cold, white light crept in, heading straight for the woman's face.

"Snap."

The woman caught the cold light and put it in front of her.

"This … this is …!!?" The moment she saw the object in her hand, the woman's body seemed to tremble. She tried her best to control the excitement and joy surging in her heart. She stared at the cold light in front of her — it was a small jade dagger.

There was a small scroll tied to the hilt of the dagger. The woman carefully took the scroll down and opened it to read.

"I have awakened. Bring the people back quickly!"

There was only a short sentence on the scroll, but to the woman, it was like a huge bell ringing. Her head buzzed, and she couldn't hear anything else.

After a while, she slowly calmed down and touched her face. She didn't know when, but her face was already covered in tears.

"After half my life of pain, finally … finally …"

Her original name was Yuanguang Chexing, one of the three children of her mother, Yuanguang Cheng. Her mother, Yuanguang Cheng, was a descendant of the Yuanguang Family's seeds that had been sent out a long time ago. Simply put, her grandmother was a descendant of the family's seeds, and her mother was one of the hundreds of descendants who had spread their bloodline.

The Yuanguang Family was an extremely powerful, but also extremely strange family.

Apart from the direct bloodline that had the potential to awaken at birth, the rest would all be sent out to spread their bloodline and multiply until a certain number of them had awakened. Only then would they be called back by the main family to be nurtured.

Her mother, Yuanguang Cheng, was one of the descendants that her grandmother had left behind when she traveled alone in the Great Song.

There were hundreds of such bloodlines in the Great Song Dynasty.

Yuanguang Chexing was so excited because her mother, Yuanguang Cheng, had awakened. This meant that their bloodline had a chance to stand out from the hundreds of siblings and return to the main family. They would be able to escape this painful and helpless life.

Crack.

The jade sword suddenly shattered and burned into a ball of blue flame, quickly disappearing.

Yuanguang Chexing, however, still sat where she was, not moving.

"It's been decades … decades … I thought there was no hope anymore …" She was a kind person, but the Yuanguang Family wasn't.

Their method of spreading their bloodline wasn't as simple as finding a husband and having children. It was more like swapping the crown prince with a leopard.

This family's bloodline secret art could silently swap out the mother's blood essence and replace it with the mother's own blood essence. That way, the mother would be able to take over the child's identity.

This secret art could allow one to borrow someone's womb to give birth to many children in a very short amount of time. It wouldn't cause much damage to the body, but it would cause irreparable damage to the person being borrowed.

Yuanguang Chexing had no choice but to use this secret art four times in the past decades.

She was a kind person, and after being forced to use this secret art four times, she felt extremely guilty and blamed herself. She decided to hide in a secluded place deep in the mountains, trying to live out the rest of her life. But she didn't expect fate to make a fool out of her.

Her mother was able to stand out from the hundreds of siblings and successfully awaken, making up the total number of awakened children.

Yuanguang Chexing's heart was both sad and happy.

She was sad because she couldn't face the four families that had been infected by the secret art. Her four children were born from her own blood essence. How could she explain all this to them? Get their complete forgiveness? And then bring them back with her?

She didn't know how the other bloodlines solved this problem, but she really had no other choice.

In the darkness, Yuanguang Chexing slowly got up and lit up the oil lamp in the room.

Under the dim light, she walked to the only bed in the stone room, bent down, and lightly knocked on the brick under the bed.

Poof.

A dot of green light slowly spread out on the brick. The brick slowly lifted up, revealing a stone box.

Yuanguang Chexing slowly took out the stone box and opened it.

Inside the red silk cloth was a small piece of paper. Four names were clearly written on it.

The moment she saw these four big words, Yuanguang Chexing's face paled slightly. She bit her lower lip, and her eyes showed guilt, helplessness, conflict, and other complicated emotions.

Among these four names, one of them was the Lu Family's Sun Yan.



Lu Sheng stayed in the Scarlet Boiling Palace for a few days, and reached an agreement with Shangyang Jiuli and the other three leaders. He left in a hurry and returned to the Prime Devil Sect. He prepared to go to another base, Falcon City.

But at this time, a letter from the Northern Lands was sent by the Shangyang Family to Lu Sheng's hands.

Black fog filled the air, and the Prime Devil Sect was silent at night.

Lu Sheng stood in his cave, opened the letter with the help of the candlelight, and began to read it carefully.

The letter was written by his biological father, Lu Quanan. Moreover, it was written in his own handwriting. There wasn't much in it, but after slowly reading through it, Lu Sheng's initially relaxed face had turned completely gloomy.

"I didn't think … something like this would happen …" Actually, a long time ago, he had some suspicions about his own birth.

Although he was indeed a mediocre person without any talent, the traces of bloodline power activated by cultivating the Prime Devil Secret Art were not fake.

Although that trace of burning power was very weak, and could only be used to light a dry cigarette at most, and perhaps it would be completely diluted to the point where it couldn't be activated in the next generation, it was still bloodline power.

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