Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 420 - 212: The First Bloodline Divine Power (Part 2)
Liu Qingfeng clenched his fists tightly and then sighed, "Things have come to this point; it’s not something my sister and I can decide on anymore."
He vaguely understood that they had been called to Yunshui City and then left to wait here.
It must be that the Patriarch of the main family had become suspicious, thinking that the two were up to something nefarious.
A flicker of struggle appeared in Liu Qingfeng’s eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he heard footsteps outside the chamber.
Immediately suppressing his thoughts, he quickly stood up and looked towards the door.
Liu Yiran also hurriedly stood up at this moment, her gaze fixated on the door.
The footsteps grew closer, and Shen Chongming’s figure slowly emerged.
He wore a luxurious azure robe, his face stern, without a trace of a smile.
Just standing still, his unique authoritative presence made the siblings’ hearts uneasy and anxious.
Thunder is both fierce and masculine, able to intimidate the scheming and malicious.
His cultivation far exceeded that of the two, and merely releasing a trace of his aura instilled fear in Liu Qingfeng.
"Sub... subordinate Liu Qingfeng of the Liu Family, greets the Patriarch!"
Forcing down the unease in his heart, Liu Qingfeng hastily cupped his hands respectfully.
Liu Yiran, beside him, could only slightly bow, unable to even speak.
After taking a glance at the two, Shen Chongming suddenly smiled, slowly walked to the main seat, and sat down.
"No need for such formalities. Please, sit."
The two sat down, their hearts anxious.
Shen Chongming picked up a Spirit Fruit from the fruit platter beside him, examined it for a moment, then put it back, and turned to Liu Qingfeng, saying:
"I’ll give you a chance."
"State your intentions. If they are harmless, I will not pursue the matter."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingfeng’s heart sank. Instinctively, he wanted to argue back.
But under Shen Chongming’s gaze, the words stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back down.
After a moment of internal struggle, he stood up, knelt down, and pressed his forehead to the ground, tremblingly saying:
"Patriarch, forgive me!"
"It was entirely my fault. Ah Ran was forced!"
Upon hearing these words, Liu Yiran’s face turned pale, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground, rushing to explain, "Patriarch, forgive me. Seducing Young Master Chongxu was my own idea, and nothing to do with my brother!"
Seeing the two rushing to confess, Shen Chongming remained expressionless.
"I asked for your intentions."
He looked at Liu Qingfeng and spoke again.
Liu Qingfeng’s body, still kneeling on the ground, trembled slightly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes as he answered, "Subordinate... subordinate wished to use the power of the main family to clear my biological mother’s name!"
"And then?"
Shen Chongming spoke again, "Such a trivial matter, worth sacrificing your sister’s lifelong happiness and reputation?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingfeng’s heart seemed to stop beating. His fists clenched tightly but then slowly loosened, never daring to speak.
Looking at him, Shen Chongming sneered and shook his head, "Alright, you may leave."
"As for you..." He stood up, looked at Liu Yiran, thought for a moment, and then said, "I’ll have someone arrange a place for you to stay and peacefully nurture the fetus. We’ll discuss once the child is born."
After saying this, Shen Chongming left the chamber directly.
Watching his figure disappear, Liu Yiran took a deep breath and hurried to help her brother up.
"Brother, the Patriarch has left..."
Liu Qingfeng stood up, looked out the window with lingering fear, and after some thought, suddenly regretted, striking his chest with his hands.
"Fool!"
"I’m such a fool!"
He slapped himself hard, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
Earlier, he had lost his heart spirit due to fear, his mind blank. Now, reflecting on Shen Chongming’s words, he suddenly realized he had missed an enormous opportunity!
"Brother!"
Seeing her brother in a state of despair and deep regret, Liu Yiran quickly pulled him to a nearby chair.
Liu Qingfeng collapsed powerlessly into the chair, his eyes vacant, murmuring, "The Patriarch must think my ambition insufficient..."
"Ah Ran, I’ve let you down..."
He understood that if only he had admitted he desired to become the Liu Family head, things wouldn’t be like this.
But at the time, he was too terrified to reveal such ambition.
After calming himself, Liu Qingfeng sighed heavily.
"At least the Patriarch has spoken; the Shen Family’s blood in your belly is preserved."
"Ah Ran, listen to the Patriarch, take care of yourself and nurture the fetus well. Once the child is born, both of us will rely on this child in the future."
Liu Qingfeng stood up, reluctantly glanced at his sister, and then quickly left the Shen Family Manor.
"Brother!"
As her brother left, Liu Yiran ran out shouting.
The siblings had wandered with their mother since childhood. After their mother’s death, they depended on each other and had never been apart.
"Miss, the Patriarch instructed you to go to the back mountain with this old servant."
Behind her, the old servant of the Shen Family respectfully came forward and spoke.
Liu Yiran tearfully watched her brother’s figure disappear, then wiped away her tears and followed the old servant to the back mountain.
...
Xingyang City outside camp.
Shen Chongming arrived with Wind Manipulation.
A group of Shen Family cultivators saw him and greeted him respectfully.
Among them, one with keen perception, took advantage of his inattention and quietly ran to a wooden house at the back of the camp.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master Chongxu!"
"The Patriarch is here!"
Inside the wooden house, Shen Chongxu was lounging by the bed, bare-chested, drinking wine. Upon hearing this, a trace of panic appeared on his face.
He immediately circulated Spiritual Power to expel the intoxication from his body.
Regaining clarity, he opened the door to see Shen Chongming, clad in a blue robe, approaching slowly.
