Nonsense! How could my adopted son be a villain?

Xu Lingguang was finding it increasingly difficult to cope.

Looking at the crazed Zhou Fuying, he knew that the two of them would have to settle their differences today, so he stopped holding back and fired several arrows from his crossbow at once, making his attack even more fierce.

The fight between the two stirred up a blizzard, and the surrounding snow formed a small vortex that swirled upwards into the sky.

Xu Lingguang dodged to create distance, and with a thought, the small Cloud Piercing Crossbow in his hand transformed into a much larger one. Several arrows, gleaming coldly, condensed in the quiver and whistled as they shot towards Zhou Fuying.

Zhou Fuying swung his sword to block two arrows, but three more arrows followed immediately. His eyes darkened slightly, and he simply ignored them and thrust his sword at Xu Lingguang.

Xu Lingguang's arrow was already on the bowstring, and he didn't have time to dodge it.

As Zhou Fuying's sword tip pierced his chest, he painfully pulled a short sword from his crossbow and similarly stabbed it into Zhou Fuying's vital chest.

Xu Lingguang did not hold back with his sword strike, and the blade was coated with a deadly poison. Zhou Fuying was struck in a vital spot, her body froze, the sword slipped from her hand, and she fell into the snowstorm, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

Xu Lingguang pressed his hand against the wound on his chest, glanced sideways at the direction where Lan Jian was, and shook his head slightly.

Lan Jian, who was already barely able to contain himself, received his signal and could only stand still, his jaw clenched. The little ones, however, were extremely anxious, tugging at Lan Jian's hem and urging, "Brother Ling Guang is injured! Let's hurry and go help him!"

Jiongyou's fur stood on end, and he viciously slapped his underling with his paw: "I knew this human cultivator was no good!"

The leopard spirit held its head in grievance: "I...I didn't say he was a good thing."

Jiongyou clenched her fists and said, "You're not allowed to help him later!"

No matter how much the cubs urged her, Lan Jian remained rooted to the spot, not only refusing to move herself but also forbidding the cubs from coming forward to help.

Yu Rong bit his calf in frustration and said angrily, "I'm going to help Brother Ling Guang!"

Lan Jian ignored the cub's harmless attack and said in a deep voice, "This is Ling Guang's own business, and he can only solve it himself. If we interfere rashly, he will not be happy."

It's like trying to convince the little one, but also trying to convince yourself.

Xu Lingguang did indeed think so. He looked at Zhou Fuying, who was coughing up blood, with a puzzled expression and said, "You hesitated just now."

The sword that Zhou Fuying thrust at his chest could have seriously injured him, but he hesitated for a moment at the crucial moment, so Xu Lingguang found an opportunity to dodge and only suffered minor injuries.

But his instinctive counterattack in the face of life and death did not hold back.

The poison coated on the short sword hidden in the crossbow is lethal upon contact with blood.

Let alone cultivators at the Divine Integration Realm, even those above the Divine Integration Realm might not be able to withstand it.

Zhou Fuying was struck by this sword and was certain to die.

But he didn't seem angry or resentful. He wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve, then weakly collapsed into the snow. His dark, lifeless eyes stared at the sky above him as he said, "It's just that my skills are not good enough, and I am not as good as others."

Xu Lingguang lowered his eyes and stared at him, but then seemed to suddenly understand: "Are you deliberately seeking death?"

"You deliberately used Jiong You to lure me here."

The plan to use the leopard spirit to threaten Jiong You and trick him into coming here was full of flaws. Moreover, Zhou Fuying's entire scheme was devoid of any traps or backup plans, which would seem unbelievable to anyone.

But if his initial intention wasn't to kill Xu Lingguang, but rather to seek death, then it would be understandable.

Zhou Fuying did not answer.

He lay in the snow, staring intently at the snowflakes in the air, and said softly, "When I was very young, my father would instruct me every day to kill Xu Lingguang, reclaim the position of sect leader, and avenge him and my mother."

“I pretended to know nothing and played the role of an obedient nephew and apprentice in front of Xu Lingguang.”

"Until I finally found an opportunity to kill him together with Song Nanchu and Yu Yun."

"That must have been my happiest day."

Zhou Fuying curled her lips into a smile, as if recalling the day she finally killed Xu Lingguang and avenged her great hatred: "I thought I was finally free."

His dull eyes finally started to move, and finally settled on Xu Lingguang: "But you came back to life."

"How unbelievable and ridiculous is it that someone who has been dead for half a month, whose body should have been rotting, has crawled out of the coffin again?"

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, and the laughter sounded like the wailing of a vengeful ghost, which only made people feel uneasy.

"Why did you come back to life?" Zhou Fuying asked softly.

If Xu Lingguang hadn't come back to life, his father's soul could have finally found peace. He wouldn't have had to carry the burden of hatred anymore, and he wouldn't have had to listen to his father recounting every single day how Xu Lingguang had schemed against his mother and caused his father's death...

If Xu Lingguang had died peacefully, he wouldn't have been forced by his father to use forbidden techniques to improve his cultivation, and naturally he wouldn't have suffered the backlash of the forbidden techniques. His father wouldn't have had to sacrifice his soul to save him.

His father died twice, but the roots he had planted in his body grew deeper with each death.

Occasionally, he would even think that if there really was a way to possess another's body, it would be good to give this body to his father, so that he wouldn't be trapped in the same place day after day by his father's hatred.

Zhou Fuying closed her eyes, and a tear welled up from the corner of her eye.

It's all for the best now. He hasn't let his father down. He got his revenge, but he was just not as skilled as his father.

If his father were to scold him in the afterlife, then let him be scolded.

Transparent water droplets slid down Zhou Fuying's face and quickly froze into ice.

Xu Lingguang noticed that Zhou Fuying's breath was getting weaker and weaker. He stood there for a long time, then finally sighed and took out a pill from his pocket and put it into the other's mouth: "Although you are eager to die, you cannot die by my hand."

Xu Lingguang looked at Zhou Fuying, who suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him angrily, and slowly smiled and said, "Your death would be the end of it all, but I would have to keep a knot in my heart. I am not so selfless."

“You saved me twice and killed me once. Now I’m saving you once, so we’re even. If you still want revenge in the future, come find me again, but I will never fall into your trap again.”

Xu Lingguang rattled off a whole bunch of things, making Zhou Fuying's chest heave with anger.

However, Xu Lingguang's poison was genuine. If Xu Lingguang hadn't given him a life-saving pill in time, Zhou Fuying would have already gone to see his parents.

So even though he was filled with mixed emotions and wanted to jump up and yell at Xu Lingguang, he could only glare at Xu Lingguang with his chest heaving, unable to utter a single word.

Xu Lingguang smiled and waved the medicine bottle in front of him, saying, "With me here, it won't be so easy for you to die."

After saying that, he turned to Lan Jian and the little ones in the distance and said, "Come over here and help carry people."