Long Moyuan said, "When you were in the Xuan Tian Sect, Master An Ding treated you differently, and that's when I started to have my doubts. Now that seven big shots are trying so hard to please you, unless you are of great use to them, then it's just as you think."
Feng Qingcheng said, "I have a feeling that their master is related to me, but these guys are as hard as steel and I can't pry them out."
Long Moyuan said, "Besides the father-daughter relationship, I can't think of any other relationship for the time being. But isn't your father Feng Lingzhi?"
Feng Qingcheng said, "I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm not Feng Lingzhi's biological daughter."
Long Moyuan frowned: "How could that be? Do you suspect that your mother has someone else outside? And that person is the master of the seven big shots?"
Otherwise, with Feng Lingzhi's IQ, how could he have given birth to such an outstanding daughter as the eldest young lady? Not only the eldest young lady, but even Xiao Mo is probably not his biological daughter. Isn't this the usual plot in transmigration novels?
The female lead's father and mother are both incredibly powerful beings.
Feng Qingcheng said, "It's just a suspicion, there's no evidence."
Long Moyuan looked at her intently: "Acheng, is there something you're hiding from me?"
Feng Qingcheng's smile was forced: "How could that be?"
In fact, he had seen all the changes in Feng Qingcheng. However, he felt that Ah Cheng, like him, had experienced great ups and downs, and her mindset would be different, so he didn't delve into it further.
No matter what she becomes, his love for her will never change.
He picked up a piece of fish for her and said, "Acheng, no matter how the future changes, we will never abandon each other, okay?"
Feng Qingcheng wanted to cry, and said with tears in her eyes, "Of course, we will never be separated."
Waaah, she wants to raise a cat just to eat the fish cooked by Long Moyuan.
"Haha, Master, I've advanced ten levels in a row, so I'm rewarded with ten bottles of advancement pills."
"Master, I've reached level 15."
"Master, I've reached level five."
"Master, our three commanders are the most powerful, they've reached level 20."
Several spirit pets and the three handsome men with thumbs came over to ask her for rewards, and Feng Qingcheng gave them all to them.
Fortunately, she mixed fake pills into the advancement pills; otherwise, where would she have gotten so many pills for them?
However, it's time to discipline these spirit pets. She was too lenient before, letting them grow freely. Now, she needs to set a training plan for them.
However, she doesn't know any magical beast techniques, which is really worrying.
"Taking too many of these advancement pills won't have any effect; the key is still your own strength. If you all work hard, you'll be able to take my mid-level advancement pills next time." Feng Qingcheng thought about it and still felt that the reward method was reliable.
We need to brainwash these guys more often in the future.
The guys were laughing so hard they were practically shoving the pills into their mouths like candy.
Feng Qingcheng was speechless. Look at what kind of spirit pets she has contracted!
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
Feng Qingcheng, as if relieved, pulled Long Moyuan up and said, "Let's go out."
Looking at the table full of delicious food, Long Moyuan asked, "Eat your fill before you go out?"
Don't.
She laughed and said, "They are big shots after all. What if I really anger them and they refuse to tell me the truth?"
Long Moyuan was a little annoyed.
He worked so hard to cook so many dishes, why isn't Acheng eating them? Doesn't that show how much effort he put into it?
At Feng Qingcheng's behest, the little pig's several spirit pets immediately came over to snatch the vegetables.
Before Long Moyuan could react, the delicacies on the table were quickly snatched up.
Feng Qingcheng said, "They knew we were going out, and this delicious food couldn't be wasted, so they ate it for me. Ayuan, you've worked hard. There was no other way; my spirit pets were just too delicious. Their eating was equivalent to me eating it, because we are telepathically connected."
That reason is rather weak.
"Okay, don't be angry. I'll make it for you next time." Feng Qingcheng kissed him.
"That's it? You're trying to fool kids."
Feng Qingcheng kissed him again, ignoring his counterattack, and pulled him out of the space.
"Master, what is His Highness Prince An cooking?"
"It tastes awful!"
"Oh my god, I'd rather eat raw meat than eat anything he cooks."
"I know why my master stopped eating it; it's because it tastes too awful."
Feng Qingcheng felt a throbbing sensation on her forehead.
Even pigs would dislike the food Long Moyuan makes, so it's really no wonder she's not happy.
She concealed the space.
Upon opening the door, several bigwigs stood neatly in a row outside, each with a serious expression on their face.
Feng Qingcheng wondered if this was the plan to tell her the truth.
"Your Highness, we need to discuss some private matters with A-Cheng. Would you please excuse us?" said Sect Master Wu.
This was the first time Long Moyuan had felt that Sect Master Wu was being so polite. Before, hadn't he always just set up a barrier to hide him away?
Long Moyuan looked at Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Qingcheng said, "Go and check on Master Lingzhi for me."
"OK."
He only listens to Ah Cheng.
As soon as Long Moyuan left, the group immediately set up a barrier again.
Upon seeing this, Feng Qingcheng was utterly speechless.
Who would dare to eavesdrop on such powerful figures as them? That would be suicide!
"Ah Cheng, we've discussed it and we think it's time to tell you something," Sect Master Wu said solemnly.
Feng Qingcheng said, "You should have spoken up long ago. Go ahead and say it; I'm all ears."
Sect Master Wu cut to the chase: "The current General Feng is not your father."
I guessed it.
Feng Qingcheng narrowed her eyes: "Then who is my biological father?"
Wu Zongzhu said, "Wuhuan Wei is the king of the Xianbei tribe."
Wuhuan Wei? Brother Wei?
So the person Mother was calling was the young lady's father?
“Ah Cheng, you are not Feng Lingzhi’s child, and even Ah Mo is not his. The reason he was able to marry his master’s wife is because we forced him to marry her.”
Feng Qingcheng was dumbfounded: "You're forcing people to get married?"
"If we hadn't been supporting him, do you think Feng Lingzhi could have grown up all these years?"
Wasn't it because of the young lady's poison?
Now, Feng Qingcheng understood that while the young lady's poison was indeed very potent, it also required a certain level of skill.
And this strength was provided by the seven big shots.
“We wholeheartedly supported him, but we never expected that you and your teacher’s wife would suffer such injustice.”
"Over the years, we've been busy searching for the entrance to the Demon Realm, and with you growing stronger and more capable of protecting yourself, we neglected to protect you. We never imagined that you would suffer such a terrible fate in the past six months. We deeply regret our actions. But now it seems you've regained your strength, which is truly wonderful."
Next, Feng Qingcheng learned that Feng Lingzhi had visited the Xianbei tribe when he was young, that his mother had saved him when he was in trouble, and that Wu Huanwei had treated him like a brother.
That year, Wu Huanwei wanted to marry his mother, but she was kidnapped by the demons. His mother was beaten more than twenty times by the demon princess in order to save him and almost lost her life. In the end, Wu Huanwei was forced to go with the little witch and she was saved.
After that incident, my mother became mentally challenged.
At that time, his mother was already pregnant. The powerful figures had no choice but to let Feng Lingzhi marry his mother. They also repeatedly warned him that if he dared to take advantage of his mother, they would tear him to pieces.
As the young lady's influence grew stronger, Feng Lingzhi also benefited. In addition, several powerful figures had disappeared for several years, and the influence they provided gradually withdrew, causing Feng Lingzhi to forget his roots.
As for why Xiao Mo was there, it's because Wu Huanwei escaped from the Demon Clan eight years ago and spent one night with his mother before being captured by the Demon King again.
Feng Qingcheng thought that if Wu Huanwei wanted to come back, he must have a way; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to return seven years ago. The reason he was willing to go back was to restrain the Demon King.
Wu Huanwei was a true hero who had to endure humiliation for the sake of the human race, even though he had to make his wife and children bear heavy burdens.
All heroes in the world are the same; they can take care of the greater good, but not their own families.
The image of Wu Huanwei grew stronger in Feng Qingcheng's mind.
“Ah Cheng, we were so afraid that the little witch from the Demon Clan would find out about your existence with Xiao Mo, so we kept it a secret all this time. But now it seems that you have the ability to deal with the Demon King, which proves that your strength has grown, so you have the right to know the truth.”
"Acheng, now what reason do you have not to save your father?"
"No, you don't need to take any risks. You just need to provide us with poison."
Everyone looked at her with anticipation.
Feng Qingcheng narrowed her eyes: "Saving people requires resources. Your blind rush to the Demon Realm will only lead to your deaths."
The group felt ashamed that she had hit the nail on the head. They had been working hard to cultivate over the years, but their strength had reached its limit and they could no longer improve.
"Ah Cheng, does it mean that if we don't become stronger, Master won't save us?" Sect Master An asked sadly.
Feng Qingcheng said, "Improving your strength is the right path. Otherwise, what good will it do you to join the Demon Clan? Do you expect my father to save you?"
The group was stunned by the question.
“Ah Cheng, it’s not that we don’t want to improve our strength, but at our current level, it’s already very difficult to advance any further.” Sect Master Tu sighed. “Not only can we not advance, but we might even be downgraded if we’re not careful.”
"Who said that?" Feng Qingcheng raised her eyebrows. "Even if there's no way to increase your level, you can try other methods to increase your combat power."
The group looked at Feng Qingcheng.
What does the little girl mean by that?
Feng Qingcheng continued, "My companions and I are all quite weak, aren't we? But how were we able to save you from the Demon King's phantom? It's because we have methods and strategies."
The group wanted to argue, but they realized the little girl was right.
"Alright then, I will pass on the Seven Star Formation to you."
Upon hearing Feng Qingcheng's words, the several powerful figures unanimously declared, "No way."
"Ah Cheng, this is the formation you developed, how can you teach it to us?"
“Yes, Ah Cheng, these days even fathers and sons can’t open up to each other. How can you so easily teach such a powerful formation to an outsider?”
Faced with the advice of several elders, Feng Qingcheng shook her head: "Working behind closed doors will only restrict you. Even the servants of the Prince An's mansion can learn the Seven Star Formation. Since you are my father's disciples, you are my family. What can't be passed on to family? Besides, the Seven Star Formation requires everyone's cooperation. Going it alone is definitely not going to work."
The group was surprised that she even taught her servants such powerful formations.
I don't know how to persuade her anymore.
However, the little girl is right. If they don't learn, they won't be able to improve their strength.
Imagine how terrifying the power they would unleash if they had learned the Seven Star Formation!
If they are fortunate enough to advance further, they might be able to fight the Demon King, and then they might have a chance to rescue their master.
Feng Qingcheng continued, "I have a mission to complete, so I can only teach you the Seven Star Formation. How much you can comprehend is up to you."
This tone, this manner of speaking, why does it sound so familiar?
They felt as if they had returned to their youth when they listened to their master's teachings.
Back then, they were carefree, traveling all over the world under the protection of their master and mistress. How pleasant and happy they were!
“In that case, we don’t need to keep our secret skills to ourselves anymore. Let’s teach them all to A-Cheng,” the sect leader suggested.
Feng Qingcheng shook her head: "Let's not?"
She's learning too many different things right now, and it's all a jumbled mess. In particular, the things her mother wrote for her are all upgraded versions of other gangs' secret techniques, which she hasn't even had time to learn yet.
"Ah Cheng, this is our sincerity. Otherwise, how could we possibly steal the secret techniques of a junior like you?"
Well, she has many unique skills, and the Seven Star Formation is just one of them.
She can even modify formations to have more than ten stars.
Alright, let's see how good these masters' special skills are.
Feng Qingcheng stopped insisting.
The seven powerful figures immediately took action, passing on their most powerful skills to her through magic.
In an instant, Feng Qingcheng's mind was filled with many martial arts techniques and secret skills.
Wait, she seems quite familiar with all of these things?
Uh, isn't this the kung fu that her mother wrote for her?
No, Mother wrote an upgraded version.
"Sect Master Wu, this Nine Palaces Sword Technique also has three other life-saving moves: One Sword Nine Strikes means that nine swords are launched at once; Nine Swords Return to One means that nine sword lights are merged into one streak to pursue the enemy; Nine Nine Returns means that eighty-one swords can be launched in one move, and no matter how many enemies there are, they can all be dealt with in one move."
"The Three Lights Miracle Skill requires finding metal or stone to unleash its most powerful effects."
"The Great Seal technique, the last move has a flaw. I'll only explain it once, so listen carefully..."
"The Thousand Willows Fluttering in the Wind Palm Technique is missing its three most powerful strikes..."
"A silent and colorless sword technique, the final move..."
The bigwigs were stunned.
They were the ones who passed on their unique skills to Acheng, so why did Acheng analyze the shortcomings of their skills for them, and even reveal the lost techniques?
Hurry up and memorize it!
The bigwigs were extremely excited.
They had always wondered why their unique skills hadn't been fully utilized. It turned out that it was because they hadn't grasped the essence of it, or even worse, they were missing some moves!
“My mother wrote down all of your unique skills for me, and she upgraded and refined them.”
Feng Qingcheng finally took out these ultimate techniques from her spatial storage: "You can claim them yourselves."
Anyway, she's memorized them all. Now her mind is filled with conflicting cultivation techniques. Learning too many or too varied techniques would actually be a disadvantage for her.
The group became even more excited.
"So it was all thanks to Master's wife."
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