pαпdα`noνɐ1`сoМ Upon hearing Yu Huang's words, Pri Emperor Yu Tian seed to be frightened. He grabbed Yu Huang's wrist tightly and opened his mouth to speak. However, he had lost his tongue and throat, so he could not make any sound at all. The continuous sounds coming from his chest expressed the anger and fear in his heart.
No!
No!
Zhan Jiuxiao had already hard him to this extent, but he actually wanted to do the sa to his disciple!
As Pri Emperor Yu Tian cried, he roared angrily. Perhaps it was because he was too agitated, but he lost control of his strength and pinched Yu Huang's slender wrists until they turned purple. It was so painful that Yu Huang frowned slightly.
However, Yu Huang never shook off Pri Emperor Yu Tian's hand.
Noticing Yu Huang's condition, Sheng Xiao quickly went to Yu Huang's side and squatted down. After he pried off Pri Emperor Yu Tian's fingers one by one, he said to Pri Emperor Yu Tian in a low voice, "Pri Emperor Yu Tian, calm down first. When you calm down, we'll talk slowly. We still have a lot of ti anyway."
Pri Emperor Yu Tian shouted for a long ti before finally calming down.
After he took a look at Yu Huang, he hurriedly typed on the keyboard. He sent them a ssage in a pleading tone: "You have to completely destroy those paintings. Otherwise, when the moth completely pounces into the flas, even if the cicada is completely reborn, Zhan Wuya will be forced to beco a fiendish cultivator and follow in Sheng Pinghui's footsteps! Please!"
Upon seeing this sentence, everyone felt dismayed. Ye Qingyang and Yu Huang exchanged looks. They finally understood the truth behind the two paintings in Zhan Wuya's room.
Although Pri Emperor Lan Ji wasn't very smart, he wasn't stupid either. After he finished reading these words, he understood the truth. He kept shaking his head and cursing through gritted teeth, "Ridiculous! Simply ridiculous! How dare Zhan Jiuxiao do this?!"
[How dare he?] Pri Emperor Yu Tian typed on the keyboard. "Two hundred years ago, Zhan Jiuxiao also gave two paintings. The first painting was of a moth flying towards the flas, but the second painting was that of a painting of an ugly duckling transforming into a swan. 173 years ago, because my cultivation level encountered a bottleneck, I chose to enter seclusion. During my seclusion, the two paintings completely transford and allowed the demonic aura to enter my body, causing my temperant to change drastically and I lost my divine sense."
[When I was disturbed by the demonic aura, Zhan Jiuxiao suddenly appeared in the secret chamber and ruthlessly pulled out my tongue with his bare hands. Then, he threw out of the seclusion room. At that ti, the person who guarded the door for was Sheng Pinghui. When that child saw that I was covered in blood and releasing black demonic aura when I was thrown out of the confinent room, he ran towards imdiately. Thus, he fell into Zhan Jiuxiao's trap.]
[Because the first person I t after my demonic nature awakened would beco the host of my demonic energy. After my tongue was pulled out, my throat beca an energy teleportation hole, and the first person I t was Sheng Pinghui, so he beca the host of my demonic energy.]
[You guys know what happened after that.]
As they stared at the dense words on the screen, Sheng Xiao and the others had serious and pained expressions. No one wanted to believe that this was the truth behind Sheng Pinghui being possessed by a fiendish cultivator.
Pri Emperor Lan Ji turned his head in anguish and stared blankly at the rolling seawater outside the cave.
Pri Emperor Yu Tian also knew that this truth was very cruel. He wrote again: "Zhan Jiuxiao is very smart. He gave the painting to Zhan Wuya, so he wants to nurture Zhan Wuya into the second . In that case, there will be a second Sheng Pinghui."ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom
After a mont of silence, Pri Emperor Yu Tian wrote again: "If Zhan Wuya awakens his demonic nature, the first person he ets will be like Sheng Pinghui, who was possessed by a fiendish cultivator. This person will either the closest person to Zhan Wuya or the person Zhan Wuya trusts the most."
Seeing this, Ye Qingyang suddenly said, "I think that unlucky person will most likely be Zhan Jianxue."
"Why?" Yin Rong asked.
Ye Qingyang rubbed his nose as he said coldly, "If the matter of Sheng Pinghui becoming a demon was really Zhan Jiuxiao's sche, then Zhan Shuangxue's death is worth investigating. It's said that Zhan Shuangxue was more powerful than Zhan Jianxue in terms of looks and talent. Why would a person who ruthlessly used his eldest daughter as a chess piece care about his youngest daughter's death?"
"If Zhan Jianxue accidentally becos a fiend, won't Zhan Jiuxiao, the Patriarch of the War God Clan, bear the heavy responsibility of saving the world? Zhan Jiuxiao's father did everything he could to kill the great fiendish cultivator in the Black Sea, so as his son, in order to deal with the fiendish cultivator, Zhan Jiuxiao killed his own disciple who beca a fiend, then killed his only daughter. If word of these things spread, how good will his reputation be? How good will the reputation of the War God Clan be?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Turning Zhan Jianxue into a demon will be killing two birds with one stone."
The more Ye Qingyang spoke, the more dismayed he beca.
As Yu Huang and the others listened, they felt even more unnerved.
When Yu Huang thought of the contents she had overheard from Zhan Jianxue when she activated her mind-reading skill yesterday, she actually felt that what Ye Qingyang said made sense.
Yin Rong was the most benevolent ine among them. She didn't want to believe that a father would treat his daughter so cruelly, so Yin Rong shook her head and explained without much confidence, "I don't think so. Zhan Jianxue is Zhan Jiuxiao's only bloodline. He can't be so heartless."
"Heh…" Yu Huang suddenly shook her head. She stared fixedly at Yin Rong as she cruelly broke Yin Rong's reverie about fatherly love," Who said that Zhan Jianxue is Zhan Jiuxiao's only bloodline? Children can only have one father, but fathers can have many children. "
"Without Zhan Shuangxue, Zhan Jiuxiao has Zhan Jianxue. Without Zhan Jianxue, perhaps in a few decades, he will have Zhan Yexue, Zhan Fengxue, Zhan Piaoxue… As long as he's alive, as long as he wants to, he can have many children." After saying that, Yu Huang gently pinched the back of Yin Rong's hand and sensed that the blood in Yin Rong's body was boiling. It was obvious that Yin Rong was frightened by her words.
Yu Huang sighed before closing her eyes and lanting, "As long as I want to, I can have countless daughters. If this one is useless, then I'll nurture another one. Zhan Jianxue overheard these words from Zhan Jiuxiao."
Then, Yu Huang looked up at Ye Qingyang and Sheng Xiao as she said, "This is why Zhan Jianxue's attitude towards us changed drastically yesterday. It's because she saw Zhan Jiuxiao's true colors."
Sheng Xiao and Yin Rong knew that Yin Rong had mind-reading skills. She must have heard Zhan Jianxue's thoughts.
Sheng Xiao narrowed his eyes. He felt that it was cruel too. Although he didn't have a good impression of Zhan Jianxue, he could not accept a father treating his daughter like this.
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