Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Li Qianmei suddenly stood up, and the dried crabapple petal in her arms fell to the ground with a thud. It was swept up by the wind and spun on the bluestone slab before finally stopping at the side of Lan Meng Daozun's boot.

Her eyes, which were usually gentle, were now like ice, staring straight at her father, her voice trembling with cold: "Stop? Father, do you think it's too late to stop now?"

Li Qianmei stepped forward and firmly shielded Lin Qingxuan, who had just run to her side, behind her. The little child was frightened by his mother's tense aura and timidly clutched her clothes, but wisely did not make a sound.

Li Qianmei's gaze swept over the crabapple tree in the courtyard, whose petals had long since fallen, over the bamboo chair under the eaves where she had sat for four years, and finally settled on the dignified and solemn face of Daoist Lanmeng.

“From the moment you locked me in this courtyard, from the moment you erased Brother Lin Che’s name with a wave of your sleeve, from the moment you said Xuan’er shouldn’t acknowledge his father, I never intended to turn back.”

Lan Meng Daozun's face suddenly turned ashen, and his spiritual power involuntarily overflowed, causing the lanterns under the corridor to sway gently.

"Do you even know what you're saying! Xuan'er is only three years old, and his Nascent Soul stage cultivation is already quite conspicuous. If he were to set foot in the cultivation world again, once the Sect Master and his group find out, he wouldn't even have a chance to live to see tomorrow!"

"Chance?"

Li Qianmei suddenly smiled sadly, tears streaming down her cheeks and landing on the back of her hand that was protecting her child.

"Father, is the opportunity you speak of just letting Xuan'er be a good-for-nothing trapped in the courtyard for the rest of his life? He is Lin Che's child, a born cultivator. What gives you the right to decide for him whether or not he should walk the path of cultivation?"

Li Qianmei's voice suddenly rose, exploding in the courtyard with four years of pent-up grievances and anger.

"You always say that Lin Che's opposition to the Grand Master is wrong, that he will cause chaos in the world, but have you ever calmly considered whether the Five Ancient Venerables are really all right?"

Lanmeng Daozun's pupils contracted, and he interrupted her sharply: "Insolence! The Five Ancient Venerables have guarded the Cave Realm for hundreds of thousands of years. How dare you speak so presumptuously!"

"Reckless remarks?"

Li Qianmei shook her head and approached step by step, her voice still indifferent as she said, "They adhere to the old rules that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, and they cannot tolerate any dissent or anyone who might threaten their position."

"Brother Lin Che only wanted to walk his own path, only refused to submit to their oppression, and yet he became the enemy you speak of who should be utterly destroyed. But the way of this world is never secure by blocking someone else's path!"

Li Qianmei looked down at the bewildered Lin Qingxuan behind her, reached out and gently touched the child's head. Her voice softened, but it still carried an undeniable firmness.

"Yesterday, Xuan'er asked me, 'Mother, why can other people's fathers fly kites with their children, but where is my father?' What am I supposed to answer? Say that his father is a bad person? Say that we should hide from him, hide from the entire cultivation world?"

Lan Meng Daozun's breathing gradually quickened. He looked at the unfamiliar look in his daughter's eyes, and at her protecting the child like a fledgling bird. A sudden panic surged in his heart.

“Father,” Li Qianmei’s voice finally calmed down, but it was even more unsettling than her previous roar, “Actually, we all know that the one who was wrong was never the Five Ancient Venerables, nor was it Brother Lin Che.”

Lanmeng Daozun said angrily, "That Lin Che didn't know how to respect himself, openly provoked the Five Ancient Venerables, and killed Miaoyin Daozun. Is that my fault?"

Li Qianmei paused, her gaze falling on Lan Meng Daozun's tightly clenched fist.

Those hands had gently stroked her hair countless times, and had helped her up when she fell as a child, but now they had become shackles that locked her in a cage.

"You're not wrong, none of you are wrong, we're the ones who are wrong." These five words, though spoken lightly, struck Lanmeng Daozun's heart like a heavy hammer. For a moment, he didn't know what to say and could only watch his daughter turn away with a dejected expression.

Lanmeng Daozun frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

“Father, I’m sorry, I’ve had enough of this life. Xuan’er is my son, and I can’t let him stay here any longer. From now on, I will never come back.”

Li Qianmei hugged Lin Qingxuan's body, her face full of disappointment as she walked towards the courtyard exit, saying indifferently, "Father, none of you are wrong... the world is wrong, the world's deceit and treachery are wrong."

"Father, take care."

Looking at Li Qianmei's distraught figure, Daoist Lanmeng trembled all over. He hesitated to speak, and finally could only withdraw his raised right hand. But in his heart, he was filled with disappointment for the daughter in front of him.

Just as Daoist Lanmeng was about to say something, the voice of the Master suddenly came from the jade slip at his waist.

"Demonic Master Lanmeng, that brat Lin Che has already arrived outside the boundary. It seems he's prepared to fight us to the death."

“If you still consider yourself one of the Five Ancient Venerables, then come here in person and join the three of us in killing that brat Lin Che.”

Lanmeng Daozun glanced at the jade slip in his hand, then crushed it in one go, his eyes red as he said, "You beast, you servant of the Master!"

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At this moment, outside the boundary, Lin Che rode the Blood Fiend Azure Dragon and sped towards the distance. The surging energy spread outwards like a raging storm, and wherever it passed, the void on both sides blossomed and changed.

"Is this the energy of the Void Profound Realm? It is indeed powerful."

Feeling the changes in his body's energy, Lin Che nodded with satisfaction, then clenched his fist. His cultivation had already reached the mid-stage of the Void Profound Realm.

If he were still in the early stage of the Void Profound Realm, Lin Che wouldn't be afraid of those guys, let alone now that he has reached the middle stage of the Void Profound Realm, he doesn't take those old geezers seriously at all.

"Master, judging from our current speed, it won't be long before we reach the cultivation star field where the Master's servant is located."

Blood Fiend Azure Dragon Shang Que raised his head, looked at Lin Che who was sitting on his lap, and softly reminded him.

Lin Che nodded and said, "I'm afraid our location has already been exposed, but that's fine. It's better to deal with these guys in advance to avoid unnecessary trouble for us."

It now seems that only the Patriarch is a threat; the other five ancient venerables are nothing but ants, and even the Blue Dream Dao Venerable is not taken seriously at this moment.

Unless all of them break through to the Void Tribulation Realm, there is only one outcome awaiting them: their demise.

Lin Che slowly stood up, put one hand behind his back, gazed at the starry sky, and said indifferently, "Master's servant, wash your neck and wait for me."

"I wonder where that guy Lian Daofei went. I haven't even thanked him in person yet after bringing him to the Rain Immortal Realm." (End of Chapter)