Chapter 091
Chapter 91: You Don’t Have to Be My Son
Lin Qing Yu gazed at Shi Zi Chu with admiration, her eyes filled with appreciation as she took in the celestial beauty and calm, confident demeanor of the girl before her.
Sitting up, she gently reached out and ran her fingers through Shi Zi Chu’s long, flowing hair, her tone and expression soft. “Qing Qing, you haven’t disappointed me.”
The fire that burned the village, the breaking free from shackles, stepping out of that filthy place and into the wide, open sky—Lin Qing Yu truly admired this fierce ambition and ruthlessness.
Looking at the warm, admiring gaze from Lin Qing Yu, Shi Zi Chu smiled brightly, her expression like that of a child receiving praise.
“It’s just a shame I don’t have a personal disciple anymore,” Lin Qing Yu spoke wistfully, her voice gentle. “If it weren’t for Venerable Xing Lan, I would have taken Qing Qing as my disciple.”
In all these years, she hadn’t met a child who suited her so well.
And yet, Xing Lan’s future was limitless. As his personal disciple, Qing Qing’s future would certainly shine even brighter.
Shi Zi Chu, her smile sweet and innocent, said, “I knew Aunt Lin loves me the most~”
Lin Qing Yu’s smile softened further, gazing at the sweet, spoiled child before her.
Meanwhile, Jiang Wan Sheng, who had been quietly overlooked, quietly moved aside, silently watching them both.
When Jiang Xian arrived, he saw his eldest son standing there, still as a puppet.
Noticing Shi Zi Chu preparing to rise and perform a formal bow, Jiang Xian raised his hand and smiled kindly. “No need for all that. Sit down and talk.”
After speaking, he casually found a chair to sit in, his affectionate gaze falling on Lin Qing Yu.
Shi Zi Chu gave a polite smile and then turned to Lin Qing Yu with concern. “Aunt Lin, is your fetus unstable?”
Lin Qing Yu responded with a soft hum.
When Shi Zi Chu took her wrist to check her pulse, Lin Qing Yu couldn’t help but show a touch of helplessness. It wasn’t anything serious.
“Mother’s fetal instability is due to having killed quite a few people, and she’s sustained some injuries,” Jiang Wan Sheng explained briefly.
Shi Zi Chu nodded, then, after finishing the pulse check, looked at Lin Qing Yu with concern. “Aunt Lin, do you need any spirit pills?”
Seeing the worried look on Shi Zi Chu’s face, Lin Qing Yu couldn’t resist teasing her a little. “If I need a spirit healing pill, would you give it to me?”
“Of course!” Shi Zi Chu responded without hesitation, then, as if on serious business, said, “I’ll go beg Master right away and make sure to get a spirit healing pill for Aunt Lin!”
Fearing that the child might actually go, Lin Qing Yu reached out and pulled her back.
Jiang Wan Sheng, amused, spoke up. “Spirit healing pills are too good and aren’t suited for Madam’s current condition.”
No wonder Madam and Ah Sheng had been talking about this person for years. She truly was quite exceptional.
“Then what does Aunt Lin need?” Shi Zi Chu asked with concern.
Lin Qing Yu gently replied, “I know you care about me, but you have it hard enough. Venerable Xing Lan’s temper isn’t the best; you need to be cautious.”
Jiang Wan Sheng looked at Lin Qing Yu, wanting to speak, but held back.
Venerable Xing Lan’s temper was indeed difficult to handle, but he treated Shi Zi Chu extraordinarily well.
“Master treats me very well,” Shi Zi Chu said with a smile, her eyes curving as she rested her chin on her hands. “I’m quite cherished!”
Looking at the proud and confident Shi Zi Chu, Lin Qing Yu couldn’t help but nod. Venerable Xing Lan had indeed raised Qing Qing well.
“Stretch out your hand.”
Shi Zi Chu extended her hand.
Lin Qing Yu’s palm gently touched Shi Zi Chu’s fair and healthy hand, and a strange, mysterious power flowed between them.
Faint, blood-red gu patterns began to appear on Shi Zi Chu’s flawless porcelain-white face. The blood-red markings were both alluring and eerie, frightening yet mysterious.
In an instant, the blood-red gu patterns covered her entire face, dense and terrifyingly ugly.
But Shi Zi Chu didn’t pay attention to the changes in her appearance. She was focused on receiving the inheritance contained in the energy flowing between them.
Jiang Wan Sheng, meanwhile, casually pinched the head of the star gem and began to rub it.
No wonder the star gem wasn’t the king gu; Mother had intended for Qing Qing to cultivate a new king gu.
The inheritance process didn’t take long.
Afterward, Lin Qing Yu looked at the gu patterns still faintly visible on Shi Zi Chu’s face and spoke softly, “We agreed from the beginning. When you stand before me, I will teach you as my daughter.”
?!
Jiang Wan Sheng immediately rushed over, wrapping his arms around Shi Zi Chu’s waist and pulling her away. “Mother! Qing Qing can’t be your daughter!”
Were lovers destined to become siblings?
Absolutely not!
“…” Lin Qing Yu, momentarily speechless, finally allowed a mischievous smile to surface on her face. She spoke gently, “Ah Sheng, you don’t have to be my son.”
Jiang Wan Sheng shook his head, the silver ornaments on his braids making a crisp sound. “No, if you won’t recognize me as your father, I certainly won’t recognize you as mine.”
Jiang Xian didn’t dare to speak.
He knew very well that he would actually do such a thing.
After all, what was more important than Madam?
Shi Zi Chu, still processing the inheritance and not fully aware, was cradled like a ragdoll in Jiang Wan Sheng’s arms, obedient and quiet, though her face was terrifying.
Lin Qing Yu glanced at Jiang Xian before looking at Jiang Wan Sheng, her smile holding a trace of playful teasing beneath her gentle expression. “But Qing Qing has already accepted the inheritance. Once she raises the king gu, she will be my successor.”
Jiang Wan Sheng took a large step back, holding Shi Zi Chu in his arms, his beautiful face showing signs of internal conflict. Finally, he spoke. “Mother, can I be your son-in-law?”
Jiang Xian’s eyelids twitched.
“Hahaha!” Lin Qing Yu leaned back against the couch, laughing uncontrollably.
Sure enough, Qing Qing was born to tease this little madman, Ah Sheng!
Finally snapping back to reality, Shi Zi Chu, hearing Jiang Wan Sheng’s words, felt completely lost.
What was going on?
She tapped her arm with a small knock.
Jiang Wan Sheng reluctantly let go, his voice dripping with pitifulness. “Qing Qing, I don’t want to be your big brother.”
“Big brother?” Shi Zi Chu turned to Lin Qing Yu, seeing the mischievous glint in her eyes, and immediately understood.
Shifting her gaze away, she cleared her throat and sweetly spoke, “Ah Sheng, big brother!”
Qing Qing was so mischievous!
Jiang Wan Sheng looked at her with drooping brows, his face pitiful like a wet dog.
Shi Zi Chu narrowed her eyes.
She saw her current appearance reflected in Jiang Wan Sheng’s eyes.
The gu patterns hadn’t faded, and her face was terrifying, utterly frightening.
Jiang Wan Sheng cupped her small, egg-shaped face in his hands and rubbed it gently. His voice, soft and teasing, carried a hint of humor. “Qing Qing, now you’re a little ugly freak.”
Shi Zi Chu clicked her tongue, narrowing her eyes.
“I’m a little ugly freak,” Jiang Wan Sheng quickly corrected, then, with concern, asked, “Qing Qing, have you lost weight?”
There was no flesh on her face anymore, and the soft flesh at her waist had disappeared.
Had Xing Lan the old man failed to feed her properly?
“Not really,” Shi Zi Chu replied, pulling Jiang Wan Sheng’s hand away with a faint, embarrassed look.
Neither Jiang Xian nor Lin Qing Yu minded much.
They knew very well how their son behaved and were just glad that, at least, he had restrained himself somewhat today.
After gathering her thoughts, Shi Zi Chu raised her head and looked at Lin Qing Yu seriously. “Aunt Lin, I will raise the king gu as quickly as possible.”
Lin Qing Yu nodded.
“We came here in a hurry, so please don’t mind the spirit pills,” Shi Zi Chu said, stepping forward and handing Lin Qing Yu a storage ring. “When I return from the Ten Thousand Visions Realm, I’ll come see you.”
The Ten Thousand Visions Realm would take at least a few months. By the time she returned, Aunt Lin would be well into her pregnancy.
Lin Qing Yu responded softly, “The matters of the Ten Thousand Visions Realm are important. Go quickly.”
Shi Zi Chu quickly said a few more words, donned a white veil, and left.
At the gate, Jiang Wan Sheng reluctantly watched as Shi Zi Chu walked away, his pinky finger stubbornly refusing to let go of hers.
“You’re so clingy,” Shi Zi Chu said helplessly.
Jiang Wan Sheng complained, “It’s not like we’ve been reunited after a long time. Isn’t it normal for me to cling a bit?”
Shi Zi Chu reached up to gently stroke his cheek to comfort him. “Be good.”
Jiang Wan Sheng nodded.