Chapter 400 The Origin of Hatred
Ling Changge's heart sank.
From the look in this woman's eyes, it can be seen that her hatred for her mother is real and not fake.
Since she is my mother's junior sister, why does she hate her so much?
"Mom, why did you kill my aunt?" Qian Wujing asked in confusion, "Could it be that she also likes Dad?"
Ling Changge listened intently to the conversation inside the room. When he heard Qian Wujing's question, he was almost certain that Qianshi and Madam Wan must have been married to close relatives! If there were any other possibilities, these three idiots would not have been born!
"We both came from the same school, and initially we were like sisters, eating and living together, and practicing together every day. I know her talent is superior to mine, and I never thought I would surpass her one day. Seeing her spiritual power grow, I am happier than anyone else."
Hearing her say this, Qian Wujing was a little confused: "If we have such a good relationship, why did mother ask me to kill her? Did she really steal your man?"
Mrs. Wan suddenly stopped talking.
She is now a little hesitant about whether or not to let her son go to the underworld.
It seems that this is the punishment I have to accept for falling into the ghost path.
"The Qingshui Pavilion possesses an extremely powerful incantation. If practiced properly, it can connect you to the God Clan. Although the God Clan has long since vanished, if one can cultivate it to perfection, perhaps the seeds of divine power can be planted within one's body, allowing one to awaken divine power one day." Madam Wan gritted her teeth and spoke in a deep voice, "I know Senior Sister's talent surpasses mine, but Master never even mentioned it to me and only taught her the incantation. This proves that in Master's heart, I have never been as good as she is."
"Mother, didn't you just say that your talent is indeed inferior to your aunt's? If this spell can only be learned by one person, isn't it normal for your master to only teach it to your aunt? Otherwise, if this matter is brought up in front of you, you will be so embarrassed!"
Ling Changge stood at the door, listening to Qian Wujing's words, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with what he said.
From this point of view, he doesn't seem to be the product of incest.
At this time, Mrs. Wan looked at her not-so-bright son, picked up the whip on the table and hit him.
"Lose face? What did you mean by that just now?"
"Mom! Be gentle! Mom! It hurts!"
Qian Wujing was beaten by her and screamed in pain.
"You idiot!"
"Okay, I get it. When I get to the Netherworld, I'll definitely find an opportunity to kill my aunt." He hesitated again, "Mom, if my aunt has already reached the Netherworld, it means her spiritual power is superior to mine. How can I kill her?"
"Oh, what's the point of being above you? What's the point of being the Young Master of Qingshui Pavilion? For so many years, her soul is incomplete, so she has been in a coma. If the information I received is correct, she should still be in the Ghost King's residence. You just need to find the right opportunity to kill her. She won't resist."
Qian Wujing nodded: "The child remembers it."
After listening to the entire conversation between the two, Ling Changge couldn't help but feel fortunate that he did not meet Madam Wan directly when he first arrived at the Ghost Clan.
Although she was wearing a veil, she looked so similar to her mother, and Madam Wan was from the same school as her mother, so she couldn't help but feel that her face looked familiar.
If her plans were disrupted, it would be more trouble than it was worth.
Ling Changge looked at Qianshi who was still sleeping in the Burning Dragon Tower. She thought for a moment, then chanted a spell in mid-air. A new fragment of memory slowly appeared, and the next moment, it penetrated directly into Qianshi's sea of consciousness.
Ling Changge's face turned a little ugly: "This spell for tampering with memory is too difficult. I'm already an eighth-star in the Spiritual Sect. After using this spell, the spiritual energy in my body is somewhat depleted."
Immediately afterwards, Ling Changge threw him out of the Burning Dragon Tower.
Qianshi stood still, he slowly opened his eyes and shook his head. At this moment, he recalled everything that had just happened.
Qianshi gritted his teeth and said, "This damn girl, when did her cultivation become so high? Even I am no match for her."
He walked into the room with a gloomy face. Madam Wan heard the noise and hurried to meet him.
"My dear husband, how is it?" Madam Wan looked at him expectantly, "Can you get the young lady's spiritual power?"
When this matter was mentioned, Qianshi's expression became even uglier.
"That damn girl, I don't know how many good things she ate among the human race, but her cultivation level is actually on par with mine! The spell I used can't draw out her spiritual power."
Upon hearing this, Madam Wan was shocked.
How could that girl Qian Zhiyu be more powerful than Qian Shi?
How talented is she?
"What should we do? The clan competition will be held in two days. If the eldest daughter takes the spot, what will our Jing'er do?"
Qianshi frowned. "This matter requires further consideration." He glanced at Qian Wujing. "What are you still doing here? Why don't you go back to your own yard?"
After Qian Wujing left, Madam Wan said anxiously, "Husband, do you have any plan to deal with this?"
Qianshi gritted his teeth and said, "If there is no other way, we can only extract the spiritual power of others."
Upon hearing this, Madam Wan was stunned for a moment, then her face turned pale. "My husband, do you mean... Xi'er and Ruoyun?"
Qianshi's eyes flickered as he nodded. He took Madam Wan's hand and soothed her softly, "If your cultivation is gone, just continue practicing. Don't worry, Madam. We ghosts have a secret technique. Once we place the three of them in the formation, I can activate the power of the technique and fuse their powers. Although Xi'er and the others will lose some spiritual energy, their lives will not be harmed."
"Okay, since my husband has made up his mind, I'll do as you say."
Qianshi smiled and patted Madam Wan's shoulder: "Alright, get some rest! I'll activate the formation tomorrow."
Madam Wan turned and walked towards the bed, the smile in her eyes completely disappeared, and behind her, Qianshi's eyes were full of calculation.
Ling Changge returned to the Burning Dragon Tower. Hun Dun had already been completely subdued. He circled around Tata, who was a little annoyed: "Are you a follower? Can you please stop hanging around me? Aren't you annoying?"
Hearing this, Xiao You smiled and said, "He's a follower, so what are you? You're a fart? Otherwise, why would he follow you?"
Tata glared at Xiaoyou fiercely: "Wait for me to recover my true form."
"Do you think I'm afraid of you now that you've regained your true form?" A dark red light flashed in Xiaoyou's eyes. "Even if you cultivate for tens of thousands more years, I won't take you seriously."
Tata knew that he was no match for him now. Strictly speaking, the Nine Nether Emperor and the Fatty Phoenix were all his descendants.
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