Chapter 40 Father-Son Relationship From a causal perspective, he was indeed caused by me...
Lin Jianyu didn't distrust Zhuliu; she just felt that Zhuliu probably didn't know, so asking would be pointless.
After turning her gaze away from Zhu Liu, she subconsciously looked for Lu Jiao's figure.
Lu Jiao definitely knew, and he wouldn't lie to her.
When she looked at Lu Jiao, Lu Jiao was still fighting, but the battle was nearing its end.
After realizing that the situation was unfavorable to them, most of the cultivators on Gouqu Mountain chose to retreat tactically, with only a small number of stubborn ones staying behind to fight back. These people were mostly concentrated around Lu Jiao.
Seeing that Lu Jiao was handling things with ease, Lin Jianyu walked over to him. When she got to his side, there was no one standing next to him anymore.
Noticing her approach, Lu Jiao "looked" at her.
The two locked eyes, and before Lin Jianyu could speak, Lu Jiao said in a deep voice, "You're about to die."
Like a curse, as soon as he said that, Lin Jianyu felt uneasy all over. She looked down at the veins on her hand and sure enough, her body was about to undergo another change.
This mutation happened faster than ever before. Almost as soon as she realized she was about to undergo another mutation, the pain caused her body to fall uncontrollably to her knees, bowing deeply to Lu Jiao, who was directly opposite her.
Lu Jiao stood before her, his expression filled with pity, like a compassionate god watching over his believer. Just before she was about to explode and die, he mercifully condensed a bead of blood from his fingertip and fed it to her mouth.
The moment the blood dripped into his throat, all the pain from the mutation vanished, and his body returned to normal.
Lin Jianyu was all too familiar with this feeling; it was her master's blood.
She grabbed Lu Jiao's hand as if it were a lifeline, using all the strength she had.
"Master," she called out, her voice tinged with uncertainty and a barely perceptible glimmer of hope.
"I am not your master." This was not the first time Lu Jiao had said this, but this time Lin Jianyu did not believe him.
She leaned closer to him, said nothing, and bit his finger.
Her original intention was to bite his finger and taste his blood to verify whether he was her master or not. However, her ideal was beautiful, but the reality was that his defense was too high. She used all her strength but still couldn't cause him any external injury.
"What are you doing?" Lu Jiao asked, puzzled.
Lin Jianyu: "..."
Lin Jianyu relented and asked him, "Could you give me another drop of your blood?"
"My blood?" Lu Jiao seemed to realize something and said with a sarcastic smile, "You don't actually think that the blood I fed you is mine, do you?"
"Otherwise what?" She saw with her own eyes that he condensed a drop of blood from her fingertip. If it wasn't his blood, whose blood was it?
Lu Jiao didn't speak; he was considering whether or not to answer her foolish question.
Let me answer!
He didn't want to be treated as her master.
"I fed you the blood of your master."
“I knew it,” Lin Jianyu said. “I knew you were my master.”
Lu Jiao: "..."
Lu Jiao held back for a long time before managing to refrain from slapping her to death.
"I am not your master, and this is the last time I will say this."
"Will you admit it next time?" Lin Jianyu asked tentatively.
Faced with the choice between slapping her to death or continuing to explain, Lu Jiao chose to send her away a thousand miles away.
Well, his patience has its limits.
In the distance, Zhu Liu looked at Lin Jianyu lying on the ground with a peaceful expression and asked, "Is the boss unwilling to help Fifth Senior Brother?" He was a bit far away and didn't see the strange change in her body. He thought that she suddenly knelt down to beg Lu Jiao to help Xuan Zhan.
If he hadn't mentioned his fifth senior brother, Lin Jianyu would have forgotten about Xuanzhan's severed arm and would have felt like he deserved to die.
She glanced at Xuanzhan and saw that apart from losing an arm, he was in pretty good shape overall, so she decided to put him aside for now and let him die a little longer.
"The boss has my master's blood in him."
"Huh?" Zhu Liu wasn't that he didn't hear what she said, but that he doubted he had heard correctly.
“I tasted his blood, and it tasted exactly the same as my master’s blood. Moreover, his blood can also suppress the mutations in my body.” Lin Jianyu said, sitting up and looking in the direction of Lu Jiao. He said with a serious expression, “I suspect that he is my master, but he won’t admit it.”
"Your suspicion is even more outrageous than the claim that the sect leader's junior uncle is the son of a big shot," Zhu Liu retorted.
Upon hearing this, Lin Jianyu seemed to have been enlightened and turned to look at him: "You mean my master is the son of a big shot, so he has the same blood as the big shot?"
"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Zhu Liu denied it three times, afraid that Lu Jiao would misunderstand if he heard it, and sent him away a thousand miles away.
“But I think what you said makes a lot of sense,” Lin Jianyu said. “It just so happens that my master’s identity is unknown.”
"I was just saying it casually, why did you take it seriously?" Zhu Liu was almost speechless. "Do the math yourself, how old is the sect leader's junior uncle this year, and how many years has the big boss been asleep? How could they possibly be father and son?"
Lin Jianyu actually did the math. Although she didn't know exactly how many years Lu Jiao had been asleep, it was definitely more than twenty years.
"If you calculate it that way, the probability is indeed not high."
"It's absolutely impossible!" Zhu Liu thought she had been convinced by him and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she immediately added, "It's more likely to be a grandfather-grandson relationship, or a descendant."
"The sect leader and the junior uncle are pure-blooded from different races. There is no blood relationship between them, nor is it possible for them to have any blood relation." These were the words of Xuan Zhan.
Lin Jianyu still listened to him, but...
"Their blood tastes exactly the same, and they can all suppress the mutations in my body. How do you explain that?"
Xuanzhan couldn't explain this either, because he had personally witnessed Lu Jiao using his own blood to suppress Lin Jianyu's physical mutation.
As for the taste of blood...
He had never tasted either Lin Jinshui's blood or Lu Jiao's blood, so he couldn't judge whether Lin Jianyu's statement was accurate.
“You forgot what that undead who seemed to share the same name as our master said: the big boss was the creator of this forbidden technique. It’s normal that he has a way to suppress the abnormal changes in your body,” Zhu Liu said.
What Lin Jianyu found strange was not that Lu Jiao had a way to suppress her body's mutation, but that Lu Jiao's blood tasted exactly the same as her master's blood, and at the same time, it could suppress her body's mutation.
Give me a drop of your blood.
"What are you going to do?" Zhu Liu asked.
"Let me try it and see if it tastes the same," Lin Jianyu said truthfully.
Although Zhu Liu felt that her request was a bit perverted, he still squeezed blood from his own wound to give it to her.
Lin Jianyu: "...How disgusting. Can't you just condense a drop of blood from your fingertip like a big shot and give it to me?"
"I'd like to, but it's obvious my cultivation level isn't high enough," Zhu Liu said regretfully.
"Useless." Lin Jianyu was disgusted, but she still reached out and dipped some blood in his wound and put it in her mouth. The taste... how to describe it? It was a bit fishy and had a rusty taste. It was the taste of normal blood, completely different from the taste of her master's blood. She spat it out on the spot. "I can be sure that the big boss fed me my master's blood."
"Because of the taste?" Zhu Liu could tell from her expression that his blood and Lin Jinshui's blood tasted different.
“The taste is only one aspect. The big boss said himself that he fed me with my master’s blood, and I believe him. So, you really aren’t my master… his ancestor?” She asked Lu Jiao, who was walking towards them, with the last question.
She thought Lu Jiao would deny it, but he didn't. He seemed to ponder for a moment and said, "From a causal point of view, he was indeed born because of me."
"Was I born because of you, or am I alive because of you?" Lin Jianyu asked.
"I don't know," Lu Jiao replied bluntly.
Lin Jianyu: "..."
Never mind, it's not important.
Why do you have my master's blood?
"Soul Jade." Lu Jiao only said two words.
Upon hearing this, Lin Jianyu immediately recalled the Soul Jade that her master had given her: "You mean that after you absorb the Soul Jade, you can condense my master's blood?"
"That's one way to understand it." The truth is, he was able to condense the blood belonging to her master only because he didn't absorb the Soul Jade. Once he absorbed it, the Soul Jade would turn into the energy of his body and would have nothing to do with her master anymore.
Lin Jianyu thought that since they were both absorbing her master's heart blood, and she could already have her master's blood flowing through her veins, it didn't seem surprising that he could condense his own master's blood. So she believed his nonsense.
Then, she put the matter aside.
She started a new conversation, asking about the regeneration of her severed arm.
Can severed limbs really regenerate?
“It depends on the person.” Lu Jiao glanced at Xuan Zhan, who was missing an arm, and guessed why Lin Jianyu had asked him this question. He added, “I can, but he can’t, at least not yet.”
Lin Jianyu knew that limb regeneration wasn't as simple as Xuan Zhan had made it out to be, but it was still possible, although the "ability" depended on the person: "Can you help my senior brother regenerate his limbs?"
Lu Jiao didn't say yes or no, he just said, "You're dreaming."
Lin Jianyu: "...It seems you're nothing special after all."
"I can make you wish you were dead," Lu Jiao said expressionlessly.
"Just kidding." Well, she was just trying to provoke him, but clearly, Lu Jiao wasn't buying it.
“I’m serious,” Lu Jiao said.
Lin Jianyu could tell, and worried that he would prove it with his actions, so she decided to skip the topic.
"Was the forbidden technique my master used to save me created by you?"
“Yes.” Lu Jiao did not deny it, but added, “A failed divination.”
"Failure?" As a beneficiary of this divination technique, Lin Jianyu felt it was quite successful. "Is it because successful mutation is very difficult?"
“The only one facing difficulties is you,” Lu Jiao said. “No member of the Mountain and Sea Clan would be foolish enough to use this technique on a human. Oh, except for your master.”
Lin Jianyu: "You are not allowed to curse my master. He used this technique to save me."
"Save you?" Lu Jiao scoffed. "You think you're not dying fast enough already!"
“You mean dying from an explosion? That’s a huge risk,” Lin Jianyu said. “No normal person would be willing to take that risk, but at that time I was on my last breath. Whether to die or risk living, I don’t know what others would choose, but I would definitely choose to live. My master’s thoughts were similar to mine. At that time, he didn’t know that using this technique would put me at risk of dying from an explosion; he just wanted to save me.”
“That’s interesting,” Lu Jiao said cryptically.
"What do you mean?" Lin Jianyu asked.
"It's nothing," Lu Jiao shook his head, his expression indifferent. "I was just thinking about why I created this divination technique in the first place."
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