Battle between father and son

"I, Lan Jinchuan, am not so destitute that I need a young boy like you to make a choice for me. Today, I, as a father, will teach you the principles of being a son."

Lan Jinchuan raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, crossed his hands in his sleeves and took out ten black and gold talisman papers.

Suddenly, billowing black smoke leaked out from the gap in his robe. The black smoke surrounded him, spread to the right, and slowly gathered into the shape of a graceful female figure.

A figure as soft as silk wrapped around him, moving charmingly, and slender hands gently and tenderly stroked his cheeks and chin.

The humanoid black shadow split into three identical bodies, and its clenched and raised right hand gradually transformed into a sharp scimitar dagger.

They stabbed at Lan Zhuochi fiercely with their fangs and claws. One of the black smoke daggers grazed Lan Zhuochi's right arm when he failed to dodge in time, leaving a bloody mark on the knife edge.

Lan Zhuochi looked down at the scar on his arm, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Father, are you finally willing to truly demonstrate your unique Shadow Killing Technique in front of me?"

"We're father and son, even if it's hypocritical and heartless, as your father, shouldn't I open your eyes when you call me father? Prepare to die, bastard."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Jinchuan controlled the Shadow Killing Clone to completely separate the main body, becoming four independent individuals. They surrounded Lan Zhuochi and attacked him from all angles with different killing moves.

Lan Zhuochi Gao scattered a stack of peach-pink demon-summoning talismans. When the demon-summoning talismans fluttered and scattered in the air, monsters emerged from the self-igniting talisman papers.

Following Lan Zhuochi's order, all the monsters used all their strength to attack Yingsha's clone and Lan Jinchuan.

"Father, I still have reservations about your teachings!"

Lan Jinchuan was extremely incredulous when he saw the monsters summoned by Lan Zhuochi with the monster summoning stickers attacking him in groups and tearing his Shadow Kill clone apart. The monsters injured by Shadow Kill were just illusions. After being broken up, they turned into transparent bubbles and merged into the bodies of other complete and healthy monsters, making their bodies stronger and more stable.

"You! How could you?"

In such a short period of time, Lan Zhuochi relied on the "shadow killing secrets" that he revealed from time to time, which were a mixture of true and false, to figure out, imitate and improve it to this level. Even if he improved further, he would definitely surpass his shadow killing technique.

This boy will become a great man!

Lan Jinchuan took this moment of distraction to give Lan Zhuochi the opportunity to perform.

He took out a woman's rouge box from the corner, borrowed the red brush that Lan Jinchuan kept on the Buddhist shrine in the house, dipped a little of the ink in the rouge box, and on the blank peach-pink talisman paper he had prepared in advance, he accurately and quickly copied the runes on the black and gold talisman paper that Lan Jinchuan used to summon Shadow Killer.

However, the moment it was thrown out, the same shadow killing did not appear.

"Okay, dear son, stop making a fuss. She's just a woman, isn't she? Just do as you wish. As long as you continue to be my good and obedient son, I can forgive your sin of attempting to kill your father today."

"Father, the situation has changed. It's time for you to listen to me."

"You are so stubborn! Don't forget that everything you have now is given by me!"

"Father, don't forget! Before I came, the Lan family's position as the top demon hunter was nearly shaken by Yun Jinglu, the imperial merchant of the Western Regions! It was my plan that allowed you, Father, to maintain your current position. You can say that everything the Lan family has now was saved by me. You know very well that without me, you would soon fall from grace."

He tore up the useless talisman paper he had just copied, and then took out a stack of pink talisman paper from the hidden layer under his lapel.

"Even without your Shadow Killing Technique, the talisman paper I brought today is enough to defeat Father. I don't want you to suffer in vain. Father, it's not too late for you to change your mind and make a choice."

"Just you?"

There was no need to waste any more time copying his shadow kill, so Lan Zhuochi stopped wasting time talking to him.

After both sides unleashed their true absolute strength, the battle became intense, and even Lan Jinchuan's house was quickly destroyed by the two men. If the gatekeeper disciples had not heard the commotion early and fled in time to save their lives, they would have been killed.

Once the house collapsed, the fight between the two men on the ruins was brought into public view.

But no one dared to watch.

After all, Lan Jinchuan has been in this position for many years and is extremely capable. Lan Zhuochi is just a young boy, and even with the bonus of talent and luck, he still has a hard time fighting and did not have much advantage in the first half of the fight.

Just when Lan Jinchuan thought he had secured victory, Lan Zhuochi used his final unique skill - the Fox Mind Technique.

A translucent shadow of a nine-tailed fox, just like the magic described in the storybook, stood firmly behind Lan Zhuochi. The fox shadow swept across with an effortless palm, and all the monsters summoned by Lan Jinchuan were killed.

Lan Jinchuan collapsed on the ground, feeling devastated but satisfied.

As the father and son looked at each other silently, Lan Jinchuan admitted defeat.

"You win, Lan Zhuochi."

Lan Zhuochi put away his fox mind technique and continued to play the role of a loving father and filial son, reaching out to help him.

As they got closer, Lan Zhuochi whispered, "So, father, are you planning to listen to me and continue to be your patriarch?"

Hearing this, Lan Jinchuan glared at him fiercely and nodded slightly.

After being helped up by him, Lan Jinchuan endured the pain and kept a calm face as he called all the inner disciples.

As they stared at the ruins, speechless with shock and not daring to look directly at Lan Zhuochi with admiration and fear in their eyes, Lan Jinchuan methodically gave orders to clean up the mess.

And this battle for status between father and son turned into an exchange of magic in his mouth.

At this point, Lan Zhuochi's identity as the young master of the Lan family was officially announced to the public.

The criticism also changed drastically at this moment.

His goal was achieved.

Fortunately, Lan Jinchuan's internal and external injuries also required him to be locked up secretly for recuperation. He didn't need to find an excuse. Lan Jinchuan hurriedly used the excuse of concern to let him go back.

Lan Zhuochi climbed over the wall in the backyard and returned to the house stealthily, fearing that he would disturb Yun Qique who was waiting in front of his door and let her see him in this state.

Lying in the medicinal bath tub, the pain in his body was mostly dispelled by the warm medicine. Recalling the worry he had when he climbed over the wall, he held his forehead and said self-deprecatingly, "How could she really be worried about my life or death..."

After Lan Zhuochi finished showering and changing his clothes, he sat in front of the brass mirror with his upper body exposed. Looking at himself in the mirror, he saw himself covered in wounds, especially the large and small red scratches on his face and neck. Lan Zhuochi didn't know whether he should go to see her.

He was afraid that she would think that if Lan Jinchuan could beat him like this, it would be even easier for him to hurt her, and thus become afraid.

I'm also afraid that she will feel that she can't protect him well.

What's more, he was afraid that she must have seen his fox mind technique and would really believe that he was a fox demon, which he couldn't explain.

This makes her dream of falling in love with him even more out of reach.

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Lan Zhuochi, who had been thinking hard for a while but could not come to a conclusion, suddenly heard a noise from the window behind him, as if someone was about to climb through the window.

Picking up the dagger hidden under the table, Lan Zhuochi quickly and quietly went to the window, pulled out the dagger, and was ready to kill the intruder with one blow if he climbed in through the window.

However, he recognized the familiar sleeves and delicate white hands the moment they grasped the window frame.

Putting away the dagger, he quietly watched her clumsily climb into his room. The moment she looked into his eyes, her face turned red with embarrassment.

She quickly covered her eyes and asked, "You, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

"Master, this is my room. I'm not wearing any clothes. Is that a problem?"

He teased her, but in fact he quickly put on his clothes tightly.

After getting dressed, Lan Zhuochi leaned against the window frame, trying to take away her hands that were covering her eyes, but she was covering them so tightly that he couldn't use any force for fear of hurting her and couldn't pull her hands away.

I used a little force to pull her hand down, but her eyes were still tightly closed.

He said dejectedly, "Is my naked body so unbearable to the Master? Doesn't it hurt to close your eyes so tightly?"

"I didn't mean that. There's a difference between men and women. Don't you understand, Lan Zhuochi?"

"I'm dressed."

Upon hearing this, Yunqi Que opened his eyes.

Lan Zhuochi took two steps forward, but she did not retreat. The blush on her cheeks became even redder. He continued to act as if he was hurt, lost and sad, looking down at her lively eyes.

"What about him? Why don't you talk to him about the difference between men and women? Is it because, Master, you hate me?"

"I don't hate you."

"Then why?"

"There's no reason. Anyway, there are differences between men and women."

"You don't hate me... then can I understand that you, Master, are starting to like me a little bit?"

"You...you are changing the subject."

He couldn't help but smile. She would stutter a little when she was nervous or lying.

But whether it's nervousness or lying, it's a very good sign.

"Then... can I understand that you really listened to what I said to you and treated me as a man?"

"You are, in fact, a man."

"You know what I mean."

He leaned over and tilted his head, catching up with her evasive gaze and forcing his gaze to meet hers again.

"It doesn't matter if you don't like me now, as long as you don't hate me."

"I don't hate you."

Lan Zhuochi withdrew his gaze, pulled her wide sleeve, led her to the table and sat down, poured her a cup of tea, and put a sweet candied plum in the teacup.

Lan Zhuochi, sensing her gaze on his face, finally couldn't help but ask, "Master, why did you come through the window to see me? What's the urgent matter?"

"I came to check on your injuries. By the way, I want to tell you that I'm about to leave Canghua Mountain and go to Lynx Town."

"Okay, so when do we leave?"

"Ah? Us?"

"Yes, us. Are you planning to abandon me?"

"You're not a small thing, how can you use the word discarded to describe yourself."

"You also know that I'm not a small thing that can be thrown away casually, so why is it that in your plan, there is only you and not us?"