Chapter 137 The Only Bloodline Lu Qing stared intently at Fang Lansheng...

Lu Qing stared intently at Fang Lansheng, her heart churning with turmoil. Should she deny it or confess? Should she kill him outright, or continue to question him? She was torn.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

Fang Lansheng continued wiping away the bloodstains as if he were completely oblivious, showing no concern for life or death.

As Lu Qing watched, she suddenly laughed. "Since you've already brought it up, you might as well say it all. It's no fun keeping things to yourself."

Fang Lansheng looked up at her, "So, you admit it!"

Lu Qing shrugged mischievously. "Didn't you say you had everything figured out? Whether I admit it or deny it, it doesn't matter to you. But since you're so confident, what exactly is your trump card?"

Fang Lansheng's expression was somewhat complicated. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "My trump card is that no matter what I do, you won't kill me."

"Why?" Lu Qing asked, puzzled.

"Because I am the person you are looking for?"

Lu Qing's eyebrows shot up, feeling like her head was filled with a cacophony of thoughts. "I'm looking for you? What do I need you for?"

"Because you're not looking for any cousins ​​at all; you're looking for Nan Bei's descendants. And I am the only bloodline of Fang Haiyi and Nan Bei." Fang Lansheng threw away the blood-stained clothes in his hand and stood up. "Fang Haiyi is dead. The Divine Palace only wanted the Spirit Fruit, so they kidnapped Nan Bei. As for their only daughter, the Fang family dared not kill her, nor dared to raise her, so they secretly raised her. Fearing that her descendants would gradually drift away from the Fang family, they remarried into her family every few generations. And my deceased mother remarried into the Fang family in this way."

Lu Qing showed no emotional reaction, but nodded instead, "If they are too distant, they might wipe out the entire Fang family if they gain power. By arranging marriages every few generations, the blood ties are strengthened layer by layer. If something really happens, it will be difficult for this person to actually kill the entire Fang family."

Fang Lansheng's eyes lit up. "That's right. Because another thousand years have passed. A new Spirit Fruit will be born again. The Fang family was afraid of another upheaval, so they told me the whole truth. Now I am the next patriarch of the Fang family, which means the Fang family has already compensated me with the entire family. And the one I still need to settle accounts with is the Divine Palace. Blood feud is irreconcilable."

"Oh!" Lu Qing blinked. "So what are you planning to do?"

Fang Lansheng walked towards her. "Now that you know the truth, you should leave the Divine Palace and leave Wu Chen. We should be together. You and I are the same kind. Wu Chen is not sincere towards you; all he wants is your power. Just like all the Spirit Fruits that fell into the hands of the Divine Palace before, once they are no longer useful, your fate will be to be slaughtered at will. If you don't believe me, you can go and check what the past priests have done to the Spirit Clan."

Lu Qing thought for a moment, "What you said seems to make a lot of sense, but why should I believe you?"

"Because we are the destined ones. Just as Fang Haiyi was willing to risk his life for Nan Bei, so am I. I don't know why, but I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. Perhaps it was all preordained. What they owe the Spirit Clan, no matter how much time has passed, they will always have to repay."

Lu Qing tilted her head, seemingly still pondering his words. Fang Lansheng slowly approached her, staring intently into her eyes, "Only I am the one person in this world you can trust wholeheartedly."

Lu Qing's eyes seemed to suddenly become dull, and she slowly said, "Only you are the person in this world I can trust wholeheartedly."

Old Hei, who was disguised as a rope on the ground, suddenly became anxious. What's wrong with Lu Qing?

Then Fang Lansheng whispered, "Yes, only I truly love you, we are destined for each other."

Old Hei was taken aback. Could this guy have some kind of soul-controlling technique? Just as she was about to move, she heard Lu Qing burst out laughing. "Hahahaha, sorry, I really can't say that."

Now it was Fang Lansheng's turn to be surprised. "You?"

"How come I didn't fall for it?" Lu Qing laughed. "The medicine you put in the stream was too slow to take effect. And you were too hasty. If you had spent a little more time telling me that tragic love story, maybe I would have fallen for it."

Fang Lansheng stopped and stood in front of Lu Qing. "You don't believe me?"

Lu Qing found it amusing; even Wu Chen hadn't fooled her, so Fang Lansheng's deception skills were far inferior to Wu Chen's. "How can you be so sure I'm the Fruit of Spirit Communication?"

Fang Lansheng's face was cold, as if he was angry. "This is the power of bloodline. You may not be able to feel it, but I knew as soon as I saw you that you are of the same clan as me."

Lu Qing nodded in satisfaction. "What you're trying to say is that perhaps because Nanbei's bloodline has intermarried with humans generation after generation, your bloodline has become diluted and thin, which is why I can't sense it, but you can, right?"

“Otherwise, how would I know you’re from the Spirit Clan?” Fang Lansheng retorted.

Lu Qing suppressed a laugh, "Do you know Luo Dushou?"

"Luo Dushou of the Zhan Yan Terrace?"

"You just mentioned that this year is the year the Spirit Fruit ripens, is that right?"

"Exactly!"

“But my marriage to Wu Chen was arranged when I was young, and last year when Wu Chen and I went out for a trip, we ran into Luo Dushou, Jin Hua, and many other people. If you don’t believe me, you can verify it with Luo Dushou yourself.”

"What?" Fang Lansheng was taken aback.

Lu Qing smiled and nodded, "I was about the same height last year as I am this year, and you said I was just born this year. Does that mean I was still an egg when I was running around with Wu Chen last year?"

Fang Lansheng showed a hint of doubt after hearing what she said.

But it was precisely this look of doubt that made Lu Qing genuinely smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Lansheng's face turned ashen.

Lu Qing laughed, "Bad guys usually die from talking too much, you know that, Lao Hei!"

Old Hei leaped into the air like a giant octopus, trapping Fang Lansheng tightly. Fang Lansheng tried to struggle. Old Hei had dealt with countless cultivators who had entered her tomb to search for treasure; her methods were ruthless and effective. She parted a few strands of her black hair, transforming them into sharp peaks that reflected a cold light, and pressed them directly against his eyeballs. In a sweet yet chilling voice, she said, "Young Master Fang, please don't move. I'm delicate and soft-bodied; if I lose my balance, I might pierce your eyes."

Damn it, what kind of delicate and weak body is this? Fang Lansheng was sweating profusely. "Lu Qing, we are of the same bloodline, how dare you try to harm me?"

At this point, Lu Qing had no more doubts. She sneered, "Take care of him!"

"Alright." Old Hei's method of dealing with people was simple and clear: a warm and enthusiastic hug. Fang Lansheng felt as if every bone in his body had shattered. The injuries he had barely managed to suppress were now being exacerbated. He screamed, "Lu Qing, I am Nan Bei's only bloodline..."

"So what?" Lu Qing sneered. "If you really are of Nan Bei's blood, wouldn't it be even more justified for me to deal with you!"

"You!" Fang Lansheng's teeth were practically grinding to powder. "You don't believe me at all, do you? You'll regret this."

Lu Qing looked at the man in front of her with a blank expression, but she felt a wave of fear in her heart. Just now, she almost believed Fang Lansheng's long string of lies.

Fang Lansheng felt the black hair wrapped around his body getting tighter and tighter, and the bones in his chest cavity were already broken. The excruciating pain made his vision go black, but he forced himself to endure it and crushed a ring on his index finger.

The space rippled, and several men appeared out of thin air. Upon seeing this, one of them slashed at Fang Lansheng's body with a knife. Of course, he wasn't aiming for Fang Lansheng himself, but rather for his body. Meanwhile, the others joined forces to attack Lu Qing.

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