Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 322 - 310: The Origin of Feng Lianqing (2/3)

Chapter 322: Chapter 310: The Origin of Feng Lianqing (2/3)

"Alright! Alright!" Feng Lianqing indeed nodded in agreement, immediately diverting her attention.

Zhou Heng was surprised, as he had originally thought Feng Lianqing was just spouting nonsense to attract attention, but it now seemed there might indeed be truth to her words! Strangely, this wild girl had been saying this since the time at East Spirit Mountain and had mentioned it several times afterward, but Zhou Heng had never taken it to heart, assuming she was just making a fuss over nothing.

Who would follow her all the way from East Spirit Mountain to here?

In terms of appearance, Mei Yi Xiang, who often hung out with her, definitely outshone her, and in terms of personality, could anyone actually like this troublemaker’s temper?

Zhou Heng was indeed curious to see this person, as his tastes must be quite peculiar!

The two idly roamed the streets, and as a member of the Gluttonous Tribe, Feng Lianqing naturally fulfilled her sacred mission. Before long, she was complaining of hunger, dragging Zhou Heng into a restaurant to eat.

This girl had actually saved up quite a bit of money, but she was stingy to death, never passing up a chance to mooch a meal. In her own words, she was saving for her retirement!

Zhou Heng also feared she would blabber about their earlier conversation, and thus was extorted by her into satisfying her enormous appetite before they finally headed back to Shangtian Martial Pavilion.

"Zhou, over there!" Halfway there, Feng Lianqing suddenly tugged at his clothes and pointed towards a corner of the distant street.

Zhou Heng glanced over and saw a figure darting back incredibly fast. In the fleeting glimpse, it seemed to be a man in his fifties or sixties, extremely burly, resembling a humanoid berserker bear.

"Wait here!" Zhou Heng said to Feng Lianqing, his figure flickering as he immediately chased after the man.

With a whoosh, he reached the corner, only to see the burly man already at the other end of the street. He hurriedly chased after him, but just as he was about to turn the corner, a fist as large as a begging bowl slammed towards him—astonishingly fast, large, and heavy.

It caught him completely off guard. Unable to stop his forward momentum, his only choice was to meet it with his punch.

Bang!

At the collision of their fists, Zhou Heng felt like a mere mayfly recklessly trying to knock over a big tree, the only consequence being that he ended up battered and bleeding!

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and before he could gather his thoughts, his neck was already grasped by the other, leaving him no chance to escape into the Nine Mystic Trial Tower.

This opponent... was too strong!

Zhou Heng looked at the man in horror, recognizing him as the same middle-aged man he had chased, his messy black hair standing up like a lion’s mane, and his large frame emanating a terrifying presence, as if he were the king of beasts disdainful of all life.

"Heh heh heh!" The man, holding Zhou Heng by the neck, leapt up, and after several bounds, they were already outside the city in a dense forest. He stared at Zhou Heng, smacked his lips, and licked his tongue as if he saw not a person but a delicious dish before him.

That look in his eyes... seemed eerily familiar!

"You, you are Feng Lianqing’s father!" Zhou Heng suddenly exclaimed, inspired by the man’s gaze, and if the man was indeed Feng Lianqing’s father, that would explain his earlier confusion.

"Eh, smart kid!" The man casually tossed Zhou Heng aside and said, "Old man’s name is Helian Dong, that girl’s dad!"

Feng Lianqing’s name was chosen by herself, so her father not having the surname Feng was normal, but Helian was such an odd surname, utterly uncharacteristic of the human race, much more akin to that of Tuolan Naxiong!

"People of the Gluttonous Tribe" can also be considered an Alien Race, right?

Zhou Heng stood up and said, "Senior, since you are Miss Feng’s father, why not come forward and recognize her?"

This old guy was incredibly strong; even with possible enemies, he shouldn’t need to hide, so why would he not recognize his daughter?

"Tch, you’re not even my son-in-law yet, and you’re already nagging about my private affairs?" Helian Dong glared fiercely at Zhou Heng. Although he was at least at the Nascent Soul Realm in cultivation, his demeanor was exceedingly crude.

In this regard, he and Feng Lianqing were indeed alike—undoubtedly father and daughter!

Zhou Heng’s expression darkened. Marry Feng Lianqing? Wasn’t that just asking for trouble?

"What’s with that look, kiddo? My daughter is a rare treasure of this world. Isn’t she good enough for you?" Helian Dong’s eyes widened, and his fist, as large as a begging bowl, was already lifted.

Zhou Heng smiled and said, "Junior is shallow in learning and already married; truly unworthy of your esteemed daughter!"

He had to reject this marriage proposal at all costs—unable to imagine what havoc a foodie and troublemaker like her would wreak on his household! He might as well give up cultivation and spend his days patching up after her.

"Pah, as long as old man doesn’t despise you, that’s enough!" Helian Dong spat, his demeanor unabashedly rogue-like, making it hard to believe he was even capable of forming divine power.

He didn’t allow Zhou Heng any chance to refuse, saying, "Although my daughter is the rarest treasure in the world, you, boy, come from a decent background, barely worthy of my daughter!"

At this point, his face turned red as if he was somewhat embarrassed.

This crude fellow can blush?

Zhou Heng was taken aback and thought for a moment before saying, "Senior, why were you separated from Miss Feng?"

Helian Dong looked up at the sky and snorted, "Of course, it’s that thieving heaven!" He spat a few times and continued, "I had it all figured out perfectly. I should have woken up at the same time as my obedient daughter, but that thieving heaven played me and let my daughter wake up ten or twenty years earlier!"

Zhou Heng was initially confused but soon caught on, exclaiming, "Temporal Origin Liquid! You, you also came from the Great Eternal Emperor’s era!"

"Why make such a fuss?" Helian Dong glanced at Zhou Heng with utter contempt, "Son-in-law, you’re too uptight. Martial Artists should be unruffled by desires and emotions!"

What right did someone who had just been cursing at heaven have to criticize him?

Zhou Heng sighed, absolutely convinced that Feng Lianqing was indeed this guy’s offspring. He asked, "Senior, why exactly did you leap through so many years to the present? Was it also for the Immortal Fate?"

Helian Dong shook his head, "Wrong, it wasn’t us; it was me! The girl had just been born at that time, what ideas could she have? Naturally, it was my decision!"

What kind of answer was that? Zhou Heng felt exasperated. If it weren’t for the massive difference in their strengths, he would have really liked to punch the man.

"Even if it wasn’t for the Immortal Fate, we had to make the attempt!" Helian Dong showed a hint of desolation, "At that time, several wars that shook the entire Xuanqian Star occurred, depleting vast amounts of nature’s spiritual energy. The environment was no longer suitable for Martial Artists to cultivate!"

"The level of spiritual energy at that time only allowed Martial Artists to reach the Heaven-Opening Realm. Those above the Mountains and Rivers Realm faced a dead end with their cultivation regressing. To maintain their realms, they had to consume Spirit Stones!"

"Such consumption was something Xuanqian Star couldn’t sustain!"

"Thus, many major powers chose to seal their exceptional descendants in Temporal Origin Liquid, to be revived when nature’s spiritual energy recovered!"

Zhou Heng felt a surge of shock, commenting, "Senior, do you know what kind of wars these were?" To affect the entire planet’s spiritual energy, they must have been terrifying!

"Of course, it was a battle at the Divinity Transformation Realm level. It’s said even the Great Eternal Emperor personally took part!" Helian Dong revealed a warrior’s enthusiasm, as if he wished to turn back time to watch or even participate in that great battle.

"Senior, what exactly is this so-called Immortal Fate?" Zhou Heng couldn’t help his curiosity.

"I don’t know either, but it’s said that those Deities and Great Emperors from the Divinity Transformation Realm fought over it back then. In the end, nobody gained any advantage. Instead, they left Xuanqian Star riddled with holes, nearly causing its collapse!" Helian Dong threw a punch in the air, bristling with anger. Behind him, the manifestation of a fierce deity appeared.

This was a genuine deity, solid and incomparable, far beyond the likes of Zhao Duotian, Ying Cheng’en, and Sang Qingshan, those half-baked cases.

"Senior, are you at the Nascent Soul Realm or Divine Infant Realm?" Zhou Heng asked a bit nosily.

Bang!

Helian Dong immediately swung a punch and knocked Zhou Heng to the ground, "Am I, a peerless hero, some small fry like those in the Nascent Soul Realm? If you weren’t my son-in-law, your ten heads would have been blown up by me now!"

What a fiery temper!

Zhou Heng simply acted stubborn, sitting cross-legged on the ground, "Since Senior is at the Divine Infant Realm, unmatched under the heavens, why don’t you meet Miss Feng?" He only hoped that the Wild Girl would cling to her father’s powerful coattails, so she wouldn’t treat him as a meal ticket anymore.

"I am indeed unmatched under the heavens!" Helian Dong laughingly accepted Zhou Heng’s flattery, but immediately continued, "The Immortal Fate is about to appear. Who knows how many old fogeys will show up? Although I fear none, I don’t have the bandwidth to get distracted and look after the girl!"

"So, I entrusted my daughter to you!"

"You brat, you better take good care of her. Don’t let her suffer even a bit! Once I brilliantly secure the Immortal Fate, there will be a share for you too, and we’ll all ascend together!"

Zhou Heng’s cheeks twitched—great, not only could he not shake off this sticky burden, but he had also been handed a powerful weapon!

"I called you here just to tell you these things. Take care!" Helian Dong patted Zhou Heng’s shoulder, "Though you look somewhat frail, considering your Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon bloodline, I won’t despise you as a son-in-law!"

"But remember my words. My eyes will always be on you. Never mistreat my daughter!"

"And one more thing, you are too kind-hearted and soft. That day, when I saw the youth of the Mao Family fighting you, I slaughtered them all. So, you don’t have to worry about the Mao Family for now!"

"I’m off now!"

With a jump, whoosh, he broke through the sky powerfully. Such was the strength of a Divine Infant Realm expert—before his voice died away, his figure had already vanished into the horizon.

Again with the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon!

Damn it, so many knew about the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon bloodline, yet he, the inheritor, was kept completely in the dark, without even a chance to ask about it—what was up with that!

Also, no wonder Mao Yuheng had been dead for days with nobody coming for retribution—it turned out they had all been silenced by Helian Dong!

Zhou Heng shook his head and headed back to the Shangtian Martial Pavilion.

Maybe it was psychological, but he always felt eyes watching him from the shadows, making him extremely uncomfortable.

That old voyeur! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it, give monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)