Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaochuan had enough spiritual energy in his body.

After some manipulation, the chaotic and rampant energy in Situ Qingcang's heart meridian was finally calmed down.

At this moment, the blood-red cocoon returned to complete calm, without any more violent fluctuations.

Situ Qingcang was imprisoned in the blood cocoon, unable to utter a single word.

But his constantly twitching face revealed his hatred and resentment at that moment.

From the moment his own divine soul's clear light barrier blocked it, preventing it from eroding Situ Hong's sea of ​​consciousness.

He knew it was Jiang Xiaochuan who was secretly sabotaging things.

As for the other party's seemingly kind offer to repair his damaged heart meridian, it was clearly a malicious act.

It was clearly so that his life's cultivation could be transferred to Situ Hong intact.

This is simply a shame!

Even if the victim is one's own bloodline, it is more unbearable than killing him.

However, he was firmly locked in the possession formation and could not move even a finger.

He could only watch helplessly as his life's cultivation poured out, flowing towards the descendant he had never truly respected, like an incompetent husband.

In contrast, Situ Hong's initial pain and distortion had gradually faded, and his expression had become more peaceful.

Jiang Xiaochuan's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

This shows that the most dangerous phase has passed, and we haven't gone down the wrong path.

Next, all we need to do is patiently wait for this incredible inheritance ceremony to come to an end.

Time flowed slowly within the stone chamber, and the red light within the blood cocoon grew fainter and fainter.

Meanwhile, Situ Qingcang's aura was gradually dissipating.

The murderous intent on his face gradually turned into resentment, and then into a deathly numbness, like a withered tree stripped of all life, completely silent.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaochuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

If this old monster doesn't die soon, his spiritual energy will be completely depleted and he won't be able to hold on any longer.

With Situ Qingcang dead and his Dao dissipated, there was no longer any need to maintain the barrier protecting Situ Hong's sea of ​​consciousness.

With a thought, Jiang Xiaochuan removed the auxiliary formation beneath him and slowly straightened up, feeling aches and pains emanating from every part of his body.

"Snap!"

Just then, a crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out.

The blood-red cocoon enveloping the two of them cracked open from the inside.

Immediately afterward, the cracks spread rapidly, and in an instant, it shattered completely, turning into specks of scarlet light that dissipated into the air.

At the same time, an unimaginably powerful aura suddenly erupted from where the light spots dissipated.

Smoke and dust filled the air as Situ Qingcang's body collapsed limply to the ground, leaving only a withered, shriveled shell.

Situ Hong stood firmly in place, like a statue.

The terrifying shockwave that shook the stone chamber just now emanated from him.

After a while, Situ Hong slowly opened his eyes.

"I... I'm still alive?"

He subconsciously touched his crotch. "This young master... or is it still this young master?"

"Of course you're not dead."

Seeing his expression, Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but speak up.

"So what... what exactly happened?"

Situ Hong looked at Jiang Xiaochuan with an anxious expression.

Jiang Xiaochuan didn't hide anything and gave a general account of what had happened.

As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Hong froze.

The shock on his face slowly faded only after his gaze swept over Situ Qingcang's withered body.

"You wait!"

Situ Hong's face turned bright red. "You mean... I now possess the life-long cultivation of my ancestor... that old bastard?"

"Yes."

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded, then changed the subject, reminding him, "But don't rush..."

Before he finished speaking, Situ Hong had already rushed to the wall of the stone chamber.

"I'll fight!"

He let out a strange cry, got into a fighting stance, and, purely by instinct, punched the stone wall!

"Boom!!!"

The stone chamber trembled violently, and the stones in the area that was hit crumbled. Then, dust began to fall from the entire dome.

Situ Hong himself was also pushed back a step by the recoil, but looking at his fist, his eyes blazed with an even more intense light, wanting to do it again.

"Stop!"

Jiang Xiaochuan shouted sternly, "Do you want to be buried here?"

Situ Hong then stopped, still trembling with excitement, pacing back and forth, muttering to himself:

"It really is true! Does that mean I'll be able to... never lose my erection and play with women however I want? Hahaha!"

He knew all too well how terrifying his ancestor's cultivation was; he was a pillar of strength that could be ranked among the top in the entire capital.

With such cultivation as your own, what kind of medicinal wine can go to hell!

"I have to remind you of this."

Jiang Xiaochuan timely poured cold water on the idea, saying, "Don't even think about women for now."

"You have brute force, but you don't know how to restrain and control it."

"With that kind of energy just now, if we really went to have sex, let alone a woman, even an iron bed board would probably be pierced through by you."

Situ Hong was not a martial artist before, had no foundation in cultivation, and did not know how to control the surging power within his body.

Although his body had forcibly absorbed Situ Qingcang's lifelong cultivation, he still needed a long period of guidance and refinement to truly master this power.

Upon hearing this, Situ Hong's ecstatic expression froze instantly, then collapsed. "Can't play with women for the time being? What's the use of all this strength then!"

Jiang Xiaochuan was speechless for a moment.

Anyone else who received the inheritance of the Nirvana Realm would probably be excited and planning for the future, but this kid's mind is full of such thoughts.

Just then, Situ Hong's gaze fell on Situ Qingcang's body on the ground.

"He is dead."

Jiang Xiaochuan spoke calmly.

"I know."

Situ Hong gritted his teeth, stepped in front of the body, and kicked it hard.

He kicked the withered body directly, sending it crashing into the stone wall with a dull thud.

"It's all your fault, you old geezer!"

Situ Hong gritted his teeth and cursed, "I almost became your... your tool for possession!"

This scene completely surprised Jiang Xiaochuan.

Although Situ Qingcang did indeed have ulterior motives, Situ Hong's cultivation ultimately came from him.

Moreover, no matter what, Situ Qingcang was his ancestor. Even if there was hatred for the possession, he wouldn't be so harsh.

Seeing Situ Hong's exasperated appearance, Jiang Xiaochuan's mind began to stir.

Why not take this opportunity to secretly plant a restriction within his body?

After all, this kid is impulsive and doesn't follow any rules.

Having restrictions in hand provides an extra layer of protection.

Little did he know that before Jiang Xiaochuan entered, a secret had already occurred inside the stone chamber that he was unaware of.

Before Situ Qingcang could even control Situ Hong, he had already made his intentions clear.

His favoritism and protection of Situ Hong over the past twenty years has never been based on any personal feelings.

She only valued his bloodline, which was most compatible with hers, and treated him as a vessel that she could use at any time.

These words pierced through the respect and affection that Situ Hong had always held for Situ Qingcang.

That is why Situ Hong is so resentful at this moment, showing no regard for any feelings whatsoever.