A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 165: Rather Than Internal Struggle, Better Pressure Others

Mu Jianchen froze in place, staring at his daughter spitting out such colorful language.

I... hiss...

Is this really my daughter?

Mu Jianchen sank deep into self-doubt.

It wasn’t until the girl with the spiky ponytail cursed the other girl into tears that Mu Jianchen’s daughter finally shut up, gave a dramatic flick of her red robe, and swaggered off.

A group of boys followed behind her, clearly treating her like a boss.

Mu Jianchen snapped back to his senses and continued observing.

He saw his daughter shake off the crowd and sit alone on a rock, holding the sugar figurine that Sister Zhao Lu had just given her.

She opened a book titled "Rather Than Internal Struggle, Better Pressure Others," and began reading with great interest.

Mu Jianchen: ..........

W-what a weird name.

Mu Jianchen mustered up his courage and cautiously moved closer.

But he didn’t dare get too close.

The red-clothed girl turned her head and gave him a sidelong glance, "What do you want?"

Mu Jianchen tugged at the corner of his mouth and said nervously;

"I’m not a Mount Shushan disciple, just saw you here alone... are you a Mount Shushan disciple?"

"Not yet," the red-clothed girl shook her head.

"Then who’s your father?"

"Father?" The red-clothed girl shook her head again, "I don’t have that kind of thing."

Mu Jianchen gave a bitter smile.

Did Yunran really tell their daughter she had no father?

Isn’t that too cruel to the child? Why not just tell her the truth about her father?

Mu Jianchen once again spiraled into self-pity.

His daughter pretending to be carefree but actually suffering inside...

"Did your mother... your mother never tell you who your father really is?" Mu Jianchen asked in a low voice.

The red-clothed girl shook her head, "Mother didn’t tell me, but I know where I came from! I also know who my father is!"

"You... how do you know?" Mu Jianchen was stunned.

The red-clothed girl placed her hands on her hips, "Legend says that at the dawn of heaven and earth, there was a spirit stone nurtured by nature itself, with nine orifices and eight holes arranged according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. After absorbing the purest essence of heaven and earth, the sunlight and the moonlight for a long time, it gained spiritual awareness.

It nurtured a celestial embryo inside, and one day burst apart, producing a stone egg as big as a ball.

Touched by the wind, it turned into me."

Mu Jianchen: ..........

Mu Jianchen felt there was an insurmountable gap between him and his daughter.

He couldn’t understand a word she was saying.

"You... you..."

Mu Jianchen didn’t know what to say.

"Are you doing well in Mount Shushan? Has anyone bullied you? Do you want... a complete family?"

The red-clothed girl said: "I’m doing great in Mount Shushan, super happy every day, and no one dares to bully me.

A complete family? My family is already complete."

"No, no, it’s not. You only have your mother now, no father," Mu Jianchen said.

The red-clothed girl shook her head, "That useless thing, no need for it~"

Mu Jianchen: (ΩДΩ)!!

"Think about it, maybe your father had his reasons, maybe he left you and your mother to protect you!"

"So you’re my father," the red-clothed girl suddenly said.

Mu Jianchen: (O_o)??

"Wha... what are you talking about? How could I be your father, hahaha... didn’t you say you popped out of a rock?"

The red-clothed girl said: "That was a lie to fool you, you didn’t really believe it, did you?"

Mu Jianchen: .........

Mu Jianchen almost coughed up blood from the shock.

"Who taught you all this!?"

"Sister Zhao Lu," the red-clothed girl looked Mu Jianchen up and down, "Dad, so you really are my dad. Sister Zhao Lu didn’t lie to me."

Mu Jianchen staggered back several steps, "Don’t... don’t come any closer!"

Mu Jianchen turned and ran. This was nothing like how he had imagined it.

The Vice Sect Leader saw Mu Jianchen running and hurriedly shouted.

"Hey, where are you going, Mu Jianchen?"

"Leave me alone!!" Mu Jianchen shouted.

The Vice Sect Leader was sweating profusely.

Crap, it looks like I messed up.

"............"

Outside Mount Shushan, in a mysterious place, the Sect Leader of the Death Sect was kneeling devoutly in a black robe.

His face was solemn with a hint of urgency, and he kept murmuring:

"Death Immortal, please answer your servant’s plea!"

All around was silent, only the faint rustle of the wind brushing the grass.

However, in this tranquility, an invisible force seemed to be stirring.

Suddenly, a beam of ghostly blue light shot down from the sky, landing just a few feet before the Sect Leader.

The light gradually condensed into a blurry figure — the legendary Death Immortal.

Although his face couldn’t be seen clearly, the overwhelming aura made his extraordinary presence unmistakable.

The Death Immortal slightly raised his hand, and a cold voice followed:

"My follower, what urgent matter calls me forth?"

The voice seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Hells, making people shiver uncontrollably.

The Sect Leader kowtowed frantically and explained everything he sought in full detail...

"Immortal, there’s been a small mistake. Mu Jianchen didn’t develop hatred toward Mount Shushan."

"I foresaw this already."

The Sect Leader marveled at how the Immortal predicted everything.

"Hurry and contact the spies placed in Mount Shushan, execute the plan, and don’t let anything else go wrong. Proceed with caution!"

"I shall obey the Immortal’s decree."

"..........."

The Imperial carriage of Daxia’s Emperor was on its way to Mount Shushan.

The Old Emperor had just ended his communication with the Death Sect Leader.

Little did the Death Sect know, the Death Immortal they worshipped had always been none other than the Emperor of Daxia himself.

The Old Emperor rubbed his brow.

As expected, there was indeed some unseen force secretly opposing him.

Liu Qiushui’s sudden enmity.

Happy Elder’s clone vanishing in Central State.

Plans getting foiled again and again.

But this time’s plan had been in the making for over ten years.

Victory was almost certain.

No — can’t be so cocky.

The Old Emperor silently warned himself.

Must learn from past failures.

This time, the inside and outside were working together.

Not just the Death Sect’s followers, but also spies within Mount Shushan.

Success would be inevitable!!

Yet why did he still feel uneasy deep down? Couldn’t pinpoint why.

Maybe it’s just my imagination.

"..........."

After losing track of Mu Jianchen, the Vice Sect Leader of the Death Sect followed the Sect Leader’s instructions and went to a pavilion on Silver Sword Peak.

He looked left, then right.

Hiss~

Nobody here either.

Where’s the promised spy?

Hesitating, he shouted the hidden code phrase.

"King of Heaven covers the tiger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice answered.

"Little chicken stewed with mushrooms!"

A head popped up from the ground.

The Vice Sect Leader jumped in fright and stared in amazement.

One look and he was sure — this was the spy.

The Vice Sect Leader touched his chin.

The other touched his own head.

That was the agreed signal.

The Vice Sect Leader nodded.

The young disciple climbed out from underground, "Ordered by the Sect Leader to infiltrate Mount Shushan, codename Deep Sea."

"Good, you’ve worked hard."

"All for the Death Immortal’s return to this world!"

"By the way, what’s your real name?"

"Disciple, Li Xuanxiao!"

"........"