Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

"I'm glad you're all alright."

"Ruyin, what is the current situation at Yan Family Fortress?"

Linghu Qing landed slowly, his gaze sweeping across the entire venue, his voice calm and even.

Xin Ruyin immediately stepped forward and gave a clear and logical reply.

"Reporting to Master, Martial Aunt Hongfu has completely stabilized the situation. All cultivators inside Yan Family Fortress are bound by restrictions, and no one has escaped."

……

A room in Yanjiabao.

"Ancestor, you've arrived."

Hong Fu bowed.

Linghu Qing's eyes swept across the room.

Several high-ranking members of the Yan family lay dejectedly in the corner.

Yan Ruyan's face was deathly pale, her lips had lost their color, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Ancestor?

The Yan family patriarch, his clothes torn, looked up upon hearing the sound and saw Hong Fu bowing respectfully to Linghu Qing. His heart sank to the bottom.

A Nascent Soul cultivator personally arrived.

Regardless of the outcome of the battle between good and evil in the outside world, the Yan family's collusion with the demonic path and betrayal of the Yue Kingdom have sealed their fate.

I regret it so much!

The Ghost Spirit Sect has ruined my Yan family.

The sealed room was deathly silent.

All eyes were on Linghu Qing.

Awaiting final judgment.

Linghu Qing's gaze swept over the crowd, and he quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

Yan Ruyan possesses exceptional talent and innate spiritual qualities.

Complex character.

She appears gentle and sweet, but is actually very shrewd and knows the law of the jungle.

When encountering a powerful figure like Han Li, they fawn over and flatter him.

When faced with the weak, such as Wang Chan, they betray without hesitation.

Of course, this was also partly due to Wang Chan's poor treatment of her.

However, taking advantage of the Ghost Spirit Sect's decline to seize control of the entire sect proves that she is a cunning and scheming person.

Such people are extremely difficult to truly subdue.

But it is also very easy to control.

As long as you have enough strength to overwhelm her, she will submit and become obedient.

Keeping the Yan family alive would have both advantages and disadvantages for the sect.

These people were recruited into the sect.

The advantage is that it can rapidly strengthen the sect's power.

The downside is that it will damage the purity of the sect, increase the number of factions, and make the sect environment more complicated.

If I were to die one day, the sect would likely fall into internal turmoil.

But the sect was meant to serve him.

More manpower is needed to gather more resources and occupy more territory.

Linghu Qing was a time traveler and didn't have much affection for Huangfeng Valley. He only cared about whether the sect could bring him benefits while he was alive.

As for what happened after his death.

Who cares if the floodwaters rise to the sky?

With his mind made up, Linghu Qing's eyes settled.

The atmosphere inside the room was extremely oppressive.

The Yan family members were filled with fear, staring intently at Linghu Qing, hoping for a glimmer of hope.

Sudden.

The patriarch of the Yan family knelt down with a thud, his aged body trembling slightly.

"Senior! All the blame lies with me alone!"

"Colluding with the demonic path and betraying the Yue Kingdom were all decisions I made unilaterally, and have nothing to do with my clan!"

"This junior does not seek to protect himself, but only begs for your mercy, senior, to spare the junior cultivators of the clan and allow the Yan family to continue its lineage!"

He knew perfectly well that cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage who got involved in trouble had no chance of survival.

It's already quite good that they were able to save the lower-level members of the Qi Refining Clan.

Linghu Qing remained silent.

Silent silence is the most agonizing form of pressure.

An ominous premonition surged in the hearts of the Yan family members, and their faces grew increasingly pale.

Is the Yan family truly doomed to be wiped out today?

At this moment, Yan Ruyan had not yet developed the forbearance and shrewdness that she would later possess.

Facing a life-or-death crisis head-on.

She was terrified, her body stiffened, her face turned deathly pale, and she couldn't utter a single word.

When the Yan family patriarch saw Linghu Qing's gaze fall on Yan Ruyan, he instantly seized the last glimmer of hope.

He kowtowed eagerly.

"Senior, Ruyan possesses a celestial spiritual root that appears only once every thousand years!"

"She is still very young and knows nothing of her family's schemes; she is innocent!"

"This junior is willing to let her serve you, senior, as your concubine! I only beg you to spare her life and preserve a single bloodline of the Yan family!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange.

A look of surprise flashed across Hong Fu's eyes, followed by a cold laugh to herself.

Concubine?

This person probably doesn't understand the ancestor.

The ancestor was of a transcendent mind and possessed extraordinary cultivation; there was never any record of him being fond of beautiful women.

It's just worrying for nothing.

Yan Ruyan was also startled and suddenly looked up.

Her gaze fell on Linghu Qing's handsome, refined, and peerless young face, and her cheeks suddenly flushed, her heart inexplicably in turmoil.

If it were him.

She was willing to do it for her people.

After a while.

"The Yan family has betrayed their country and become possessed by demons; their crimes are unforgivable."

"The entire clan of cultivators will be forced to relocate to Yellow Maple Valley and imprisoned for life, forced to work until their lifespan is exhausted before they can be released."

Linghu Qing spoke, his voice clear and cold, like a hammer striking to seal the deal.

After he finished speaking, the room fell into a deathly silence.

The next instant, the Yan family members were overjoyed, their tense minds suddenly settling down.

It's not the death penalty.

It is a living crime.

This is not punishment at all; it's clearly a lenient approach, a deliberate attempt to give someone a chance to live!

The Yan family patriarch instantly realized that this favor was entirely due to Yan Ruyan's innate spiritual root and her own potential.

He quickly kowtowed to express his gratitude, his voice trembling.

"Thank you for your mercy, senior! Ruyan, why don't you come and pay your respects to the senior!"

Yan Ruyan's cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with tiny tears, and she shyly stepped forward and curtsied.

She was insightful and knew that it was her talent that saved her entire family.

Gratitude, shyness, humility, and awe.

All of these thoughts intertwine in my heart.

Hong Fu stood to one side, her expression calm and composed, but she was secretly surprised.

Could it be that our ancestor was truly moved by beauty?

impossible!

The ancestor must have valued Yan Ruyan's potential as a celestial being and was simply taking a chance on her.

impossible!

The ancestor must have valued Yan Ruyan's potential as a celestial being and was simply taking a chance on her.

Heavenly Spiritual Root, Nascent Soul Seed.

Only by taking her as a concubine can Yan Ruyan truly win his heart; the old ancestor deliberately agreed to this.

Yes, that's definitely it.

Hey.

It's all my fault for being so useless, actually making the ancestor sacrifice his beauty to exchange for a cultivator with a Heavenly Spiritual Root for the sect.

Poor old ancestor!

Hong Fu felt guilty and resolved to work even harder in her cultivation from now on.

If we don't have any pills, we'll borrow spirit stones and have Junior Brother Li Huayuan refine a few pieces of iron essence on credit.

The Yan family patriarch was very sensible and quickly led the rest of the clansmen in bowing as they withdrew from the room.

Hong Fu understood and followed her out of the secret room, closing the door behind her to block the view from inside and outside.

I couldn't bear to look back.

Hong Fu, oh Hong Fu.

You have truly let down the sect by causing our ancestor to fall to such a state.

Inside the secret room, only the two of them remained facing each other.

The atmosphere was quiet, yet slightly ambiguous.

Yan Ruyan lowered her eyes, her ears turned bright red, and she was at a loss, filled with shyness.

She never imagined that a high-ranking Nascent Soul cultivator could be so young, handsome, and exceptionally charming.

I thought the Nascent Soul Ancestor was an old man like my grandfather.

"come over."

Linghu Qing spoke calmly.

Yan Ruyan's heart trembled slightly, and she timidly stepped forward.

Linghu Qing raised his hand, his fingertips glowing with a warm spiritual light, and precisely landed on her dantian meridians.

A faint trace of the restrictive power was gently peeled away.

Snapped.

The invisible shackles shattered instantly.

Yan Ruyan felt a sense of relief wash over her, as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart.

The life-and-death curse that connected Wang Chan to him was completely lifted.

From now on, she will no longer be subject to the Ghost Spirit Sect, nor will she be involved in matters of life and death.

"Thank you so much, senior!"

She bowed deeply in gratitude, her eyes filled with relief.

She had never liked the arrogant and domineering Wang Chan, and now that the shackles were gone, she had completely severed ties with the past.

From now on, her fate will depend solely on the person before her.

Wang Chan?

I'm sorry, let's not contact each other anymore. I'm afraid my senior will misunderstand.

Looking up and seeing Linghu Qing's handsome and indifferent eyes, the girl's heart was completely captivated.

She took the initiative to step forward and gently nestled into his arms.

They embraced tenderly, silently acquiescing.

The fastest way to conquer a woman is to conquer her body.

Especially for those who are extremely fond of the strong and believe in the law of the jungle, the protection of the powerful is the best basis for submission.

A quiet night, a spring breeze wafting through the room.

The next day, as dawn broke, the morning light streamed through the window into the secret room.

Yan Ruyan slowly opened her eyes, looking at Linghu Qing beside her, her eyes filled with peace and contentment.

Her slender arms gently encircled the other person, her heart filled with happiness, without a trace of fear or confusion.