Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 89 Blinded by Lust (Twenty-Ninth Update)

Jiang Fu'an fastened his belt and looked up in the direction the stone had chased after.

The woods were deep, the night was dark, and there was no one in sight.

Only the moonlight sparsely filtered down, casting shimmering, fragmented shadows on the ground.

Just then, a cracking sound came from the direction of the foot of the mountain.

It was the sound of withered branches and fallen leaves being trampled.

One sound after another, slowly but steadily approaching.

He immediately gripped his long sword tightly and stared intently toward the source of the sound.

A moment later, ten dark figures slowly emerged from the shadows of the trees.

They were plump and strong, with high backs; they were the ten mountain boars.

They moved slowly, unlike their fierce charge earlier.

Looking at them, Jiang Fu'an couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt:

The battle had just ended, and these guys suddenly appeared; the timing was far too coincidental.

Could it be that he deliberately waited until the fight was over before showing up?

But despite my thoughts, the boar hunt was indeed a great success.

If they hadn't killed those seven rogue cultivators in one fell swoop, it would have been hard to say who would have won or lost this ambush.

He shook off his distracting thoughts and bent down to pick up his spoils.

Stone has disappeared somewhere by now.

If he rushes to provide support now, and the spoils are stolen when he returns, he will suffer a huge loss.

His commitment to this battle was considerable.

The ten boars were able to launch such a fierce charge, partly due to the momentum of rushing down the hillside, but more importantly, he had attached a lightness talisman to each boar.

As Stone charged into the fray, he unleashed five or six fireball talismans in the blink of an eye.

In order to get closer to the gray-robed old man, he even used his two most treasured Fire Serpent Talismans.

In his final strike towards the shield, to ensure absolute safety, he even activated the secret technique "Blood Burning Curse," which came at the cost of his lifespan.

Each transaction represents a significant expense.

Jiang Fu'an quickly gathered the scattered magical artifacts together.

There were three or four swords, one shield, and nine storage bags.

They all fell from that group of rogue cultivators.

He picked them all up in one go, then immediately turned around and hurried after the direction in which the stones had disappeared.

We need to hurry and find some stones.

Although the beautiful woman was injured, she was, after all, a cultivator with extensive combat experience, and she was no stranger to using her skills.

Although the stone had many talismans on it, it was still young and inexperienced.

Jiang Fu'an felt a little uneasy that he hadn't returned for so long.

Moreover, the aftereffects of the "Burning Blood Curse"—complete exhaustion—are about to kick in.

We need to meet up with the stone before that.

The leaves in the forest were so dense that the moonlight could only squeeze in through the gaps, leaving dappled spots of light on the ground.

As we walked, a thin mist suddenly rose up.

My vision suddenly became blurry, and only vague outlines remained a few steps away.

Jiang Fu'an was unsure whether the two had changed direction during the chase, so he could only follow the general direction in which the beautiful woman had initially fled.

The woods were eerily quiet; the only sound was the crunching of dry leaves underfoot.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they could faintly hear voices ahead.

Jiang Fu'an's spirits lifted, and he quickened his pace.

The closer you get, the clearer the sound becomes.

But as he listened, his expression gradually became puzzled.

It didn't sound like shouts of fighting, but rather like a woman's suppressed moans, drifting intermittently in the wind.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on the knife, hesitated for a moment, and tentatively called out forward, "Stone!"

The woman's groans stopped abruptly as soon as the shout was uttered.

Immediately afterwards, Stone responded in a somewhat flustered voice: "Dad—I'm here!"

The sound came from behind a clump of low bushes to the right front.

Jiang Fu'an breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pushed aside the branches to head over there.

Almost simultaneously, he heard rustling sounds coming from not far to his left; someone was running quickly down the mountain.

He turned his head to look.

The trees happened to be sparse there, and a beam of moonlight shone straight down.

A naked figure flashed by in the light.

Her skin was dazzlingly white in the moonlight, and her long hair was disheveled and draped over her shoulders; she was clearly a woman.

A buzzing sound went through Jiang Fu'an's mind as an unbelievable thought suddenly popped into his head.

He didn't chase after the woman, but continued walking towards the rock.

The two sides were quite far apart, and the aftereffects of the "Burning Blood Curse" might kick in at any time.

A moment later, he parted the last clump of bushes and saw the stone.

He was frantically straightening his clothes, and although his attire was mostly neat, it couldn't hide his hurriedness.

Jiang Fu'an glanced around and saw a pink undergarment casually tossed on a pile of dead leaves in the corner.

Not far away, there were still a few pieces of black clothing scattered around.

Those were definitely not Stone's clothes; the beautiful woman from before was dressed entirely in black.

Jiang Fu'an's face immediately darkened: "Shi Tou, what did you just do?"

"Nothing—it's nothing!"

Stone's eyes darted around, avoiding his gaze: "I've been chasing that woman, but I haven't succeeded—"

Jiang Fu'an didn't reply, he just stared at him.

His gaze was like a nail, chiseling away inch by inch.

Jiang Fu'an didn't speak, but just stared at him intently.

The woods fell silent, with only the two of them breathing heavily.

After several breaths, Shi Tou finally couldn't bear the gaze any longer. His head drooped, and he stammered, "I caught up with her. When she realized she couldn't beat me, she suddenly tore off her clothes."

"Then she knelt on the ground and cried, saying she knew she was wrong and begged me to spare her life."

"They even said they'd do anything for her as long as she was let go—"

"So you agreed? And you even had physical contact with her?"

Jiang Fu'an's voice suddenly rose, filled with anger.

The stone remained silent, only bowing its head.

This silence is an admission.

"How dare you!"

Jiang Fu'an felt a surge of anger rush to his head: "That's a ruthless cultivator who kills without blinking an eye! Aren't you afraid she might have taken the opportunity to kill you just now?!"

Shi Tou then stammered in his defense: "When I saw her white body, my mind went blank for a moment, and I don't know what I was thinking."

"Moreover, she not only took off her clothes, but also threw her storage bag and magical artifacts aside."

"My body is comparable to a mid-stage first-tier demon beast. Even if she uses magic to ambush me, she can't kill me in a short time—"

"Foolish!"

Jiang Fu'an wanted to curse again, but suddenly felt a wave of weakness surge up from his limbs and bones, and his legs went slightly weak.

It's the aftereffect of the "Burning Blood Curse" coming.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his surging anger and rage. Knowing this wasn't the time for a lecture, his tone turned cold: "Pack your things and go home first."

"Why."

Stone felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and quickly responded, squatting down to pick up a short sword and a storage bag that were scattered nearby.

Jiang Fu'an glanced at the items and realized they clearly belonged to that beautiful woman, which slightly calmed his anger.

Fortunately, this kid wasn't completely stupid; at least he knew to leave the spoils behind.

If they let the person and their belongings escape, he really wanted to beat them up on the spot.

The father and son walked silently along the mountain path home, one in front of the other.

After walking for a while, Jiang Fu'an's mood gradually calmed down.

Looking back, while Stone's actions were foolish and dangerous, they weren't entirely incomprehensible.

He was only sixteen years old, a time when he was full of vigor and vitality.

The beautiful woman was voluptuous, and with such methods, not to mention Shi Tou, even many more experienced men might not be able to resist her in a moment of haste.

Jiang Fu'an decided that he would teach Shi Tou a lesson when he got back.

Let him know that the knife of lust can sometimes hurt more than a real sword or gun.

Hopefully, he'll learn his lesson from this experience and won't be so easily blinded by women again.