Chapter 779: Father and Son, Mother and Son

Qin Luoyin's expression was a mix of shame and indignation. Wu Lunhui, who was actually Chu Feng, dared to bring up their past. The memories of Purgatory always made her want to scream.

As a goddess, she was typically composed, elegant, and held a transcendent, noble status. Geniuses from various races throughout the cosmos always revered her, treating her like the center of the universe.

The only experience she wished to forget was her time in Purgatory. Any occasional recollection shattered her usual goddess demeanor, tarnishing her pure and transcendent aura.

This particular memory was truly unbearable because it led to her pregnancy. As one of the most renowned goddesses in the starry sky, an unmarried pregnancy was simply inconceivable!

If word of this spread, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar, leaving all races utterly stunned.

What shamed and angered her most was that Chu Feng had been in a passive role during that incident. This particular past event tugged at her heartstrings, making her wish she could erase it completely.

Even as a spiritual construct, her face was flushed, her delicate fists clenched, and her emotions were incredibly difficult to control.

The old saying, "One day as husband and wife, a hundred days of grace," only made her want to kill him and silence him forever!

Her only relief was that Chu Feng hadn't revealed it publicly. Had he done so, she couldn't imagine the repercussions.

"Chu Feng, I want to kill you!" Qin Luoyin hissed through a private transmission, gritting her teeth. The confirmation that he was indeed Chu Feng, and his self-admission, was an unbearable realization.

Most infuriating was that he had used the Great Dream Pure Land's Divine Temple to reach this world. Before this, Chu Feng had publicly declared his intention to attend the gathering and enter the Great Dream Pure Land.

At the time, everyone in the Great Dream Pure Land had scoffed, ridiculing Chu Feng as delusional, claiming he'd never get an opportunity, and that they wouldn't even send him an invitation.

Yet, astonishingly, he had arrived, lively and vigorous, possessing an identity that captivated the entire universe: Wu Lunhui, a handsome young man with the blood of a Human King.

Most despicable of all, this Wu Lunhui had previously engaged in a "joyful" life-or-death struggle with Chu Feng.

Reflecting on all this made Qin Luoyin feel like spitting blood. She truly wanted to personally eliminate Chu Feng. His calculations, methods, and tricks were utterly despicable. He had actually succeeded in infiltrating the Great Dream Pure Land. What a humiliation it would be for them once his deception was revealed!

Of course, what tormented Qin Luoyin most was the excruciatingly awkward relationship between them. For a considerable time, she had harbored intense animosity toward him.

There was a period when Qin Luoyin constantly plotted how to eliminate Chu Feng.

Even now, she showed killing intent, contemplating using this rare opportunity to slay him.

To suggest any affection between them was utterly unrealistic. From the very beginning, they were adversaries, engaged in numerous fierce battles, and never shared a single moment of harmonious coexistence.

However, just as her killing intent surged, a small Daoist priest inside the misty essence of her soul armor struggled, shouting with all his might, "Dear Dad, dear Mom, let's talk this through! Why are you fighting the moment you meet? Also, I'd like to ask, how exactly did I come into this world?"

This spiritual transmission was extremely taxing; he had to exhaust his innate soul power just to send out faint wisps of mental energy.

Chu Feng instantly grew suspicious. From his distance, he could only hear fragmented words.

This time, however, Qin Luoyin heard him clearly and nearly spat blood. That mysterious child actually dared to ask how he came to be! She felt an urge to just strangle him.

In the end, however, she let out a soft sigh, and her rising killing intent subsided.

Ultimately, this was her child, and Chu Feng's. If she were to lead her followers to kill Chu Feng now, how could she face their offspring later?

"Why do I hear someone calling me 'dear dad'? What's happening?" Chu Feng asked suspiciously, looking at Qin Luoyin. He had heard a strange warning sound earlier, and now he vaguely heard it again, making him quite suspicious.

Qin Luoyin, who had just calmed down, felt a renewed surge of murderous intent upon hearing his words. Unable to remain composed, her face flushed with heat, and she again yearned to eliminate him.

For a goddess to react this way was a clear indication of her tumultuous emotions.

Meanwhile, the little Daoist priest wailed, "Oh heavens, my father doesn't even know I exist! What a messy relationship! My birth... it's so complicated!"

"You shut up!" Qin Luoyin snapped, genuinely wanting to slap away the misty essence within her soul armor.

This first conversation between mother and child was exceedingly bizarre.

The little Daoist priest timidly spoke, "Dear Mom, you wouldn't kill him, would you? Please, take it easy; I haven't even been born yet. You wouldn't make me a posthumous child, would you? How tragic, my life is truly bitter."

"I'll kill him!"

Even though she was revered as a goddess, typically elegant, noble, and graceful in her demeanor, at that moment, Qin Luoyin struggled to maintain her composure, appearing slightly agitated. That brat actually pleaded for Chu Feng and spoke to her in such a manner.

The little Daoist priest desperately transmitted outwards, "No, don't! My dear father is right: 'One day as husband and wife, a hundred days of grace; a fight in bed doesn't mean separation in life.'"

At that moment, Qin Luoyin was on the verge of a breakdown. Encountering such a bizarre and detestable brat, she truly felt an overwhelming urge to strangle him.

The main issue was, what did this nascent immortal understand? How could he comprehend the circumstances of that day? It was her unfortunate accident, her excessive initiative, that led to their offspring. The mention of "one day as husband and wife, a hundred days of grace" struck her as incredibly bizarre, making her want to scream.

"But, dear Mom, why does my father look so incredibly young? How old is he really, and you two..."

When the little Daoist priest voiced this question, Qin Luoyin decisively acted, using spiritual energy to suppress the misty essence. She would not hesitate if she could just shut him up.

"Alright, I won't say anything else, dear Mom... please calm down!" The little Daoist priest responded quite decisively.

Naturally, he didn't give up his final effort, secretly attempting to transmit a message to Chu Feng, urging him to "understand" the situation and "perform" well.

Eventually, he grew weary. Depleting his innate soul essence was too much for him, and he began to doze off, feeling drowsy.

However, in his final moments of consciousness, he still showed confusion, muttering in his stupor, "The more I look at this dear dad, the more familiar he seems. Where have I seen him before? But he's not old, so we shouldn't have had any past interactions. Let me think about it more; I feel there's some karmic connection with him that's worth investigating!"

Chu Feng was somewhat bewildered, having indeed heard intermittent spiritual transmissions. He looked at Qin Luoyin with profound suspicion.

Finally, he was quite blunt: "You aren't... pregnant, are you?!"

Although still a private conversation, it was too much for Goddess Qin to bear. "Go die!" she snapped.

Chu Feng grew even more surprised and uncertain. "Could it be true?" he mused, then continued, "Regardless, 'one day as husband and wife, a hundred days of grace.' Let's join forces and eliminate these so-called cosmic geniuses. They're all divine particles, full of benefits. We can split the spoils evenly."

Unsure if his suspicion was correct and whether Qin Luoyin was truly pregnant, he proposed this alliance, suggesting a "marriage of convenience" of sorts.

One must admit, Chu Feng's current approach was intolerable for any woman. To propose an alliance in such a manner, while still uncertain about the child and without any attempt to mend their relationship, was akin to poking a hornet's nest.

Qin Luoyin immediately realized he was unaware of the child and was simply executing his pre-existing plan to persuade her to join him against their enemies. "How could this be possible!" she thought.

Chu Feng then realized his mistake. If there truly was a child, his blunt suggestion for an alliance, without any attempt to mend their relationship, was far too abrupt.

"Alternatively, you could remain neutral, leave this place, and watch me decimate them. I'm not just bluffing." Chu Feng offered, genuinely fearing he might accidentally harm or kill his potential child.

Moments ago, Qin Luoyin had truly wanted to order Chu Feng's immediate elimination, but his words now made her pause.

Her murderous intent remained undiminished, but she retreated, then forced herself to calm down and consider him as Chu Feng, not Wu Lunhui.

If it was Chu Feng, such words were never mere bluster. Based on Qin Luoyin's understanding of him, he wasn't attempting to trick people into fleeing; he was about to unleash a major move!

All of their preceding dialogue had transpired in an instant.

Qin Luoyin then decisively ordered her more than 390 Great Dream Pure Land disciples to retreat to a safe distance and guard all critical passages.

"Saintess, should we make our move?!" someone quietly asked.

"There's no rush to act. Each of these individuals harbors malicious intent; none are benevolent. Let them fight until they're both severely wounded, and then we'll step in to clean up the aftermath!" Qin Luoyin replied, a hint of distraction in her voice.

Consequently, only Chu Feng remained on the field, facing Jin Lin, Shi Hong, Ying Zhexian, Yuan Shicheng, Yan Luo, and the others.

However, these individuals were still accompanied by other geniuses and followers, totaling over a hundred formidable experts in the area.

"Sister Luoyin, why are you retreating? Aren't we in an offensive and defensive alliance?" Yuan Yuan asked, smiling as she greeted Qin Luoyin.

"Well, you and Zhexian are both Wu Lunhui's sworn sisters. This is an internal matter for you; I'll simply observe your battle for now," Qin Luoyin responded.

Ying Zhexian frowned, finding the situation strange, but she and Yuan Yuan had no desire to be distracted right now; their focus remained squarely on Wu Lunhui.

"Wu Lunhui, what other tricks do you have? Do you kill people with your mouth? Come on, show me!" Yan Luo burst out laughing, openly taunting him.

"You spectral being, haven't you seen this young master make mighty fortresses crumble to dust with but a laugh?" Chu Feng calmly retorted, claiming this was the power of his words.

"Nonsense!" the Grand Origin Battle Body sneered with utter disdain.

"How many people were trying to surround me just now, and how many are left now? Over nine hundred evolvers have dwindled to just over a hundred of you. Eight hundred fewer people! Is this young master's tongue not destructive enough? You fools!" Chu Feng scoffed, including Ying Zhexian and Yuan Yuan in his tirade.

Across from him, several faces turned grim. It was true; Wu Lunhui's continuous taunts had been remarkably effective, reducing the number of his pursuers to a bare minimum.

"Mere wordplay, a minor trick!" declared Shi Wu, the Buddhist Guardian King, with a faint, indifferent smile. His teeth gleamed white, and his body surged with intimidating golden light.

"Alright, you hairy bald man, let's start with you. You're first. I'll take you down in three moves, or I admit defeat!" Chu Feng challenged.

Then, pointing at Yan Luo, he continued, "Ghost, you're next. I'll knock you down in two moves. If you don't fall, I lose."

He then added, "If you're brave enough, come at me alone. Otherwise, just charge me all at once!"

This was both a taunt and the most severe provocation. Yan Luo initially intended to refuse outright; he saw no reason to accept such a challenge when they could simply overwhelm Wu Lunhui together.

However, the Buddhist Guardian King, overly confident, burst into hearty laughter upon hearing this. Exuding a wild aura, he charged directly forward, intent on a decisive battle with Wu Lunhui.

He abruptly halted once he was very close to Chu Feng. "Alright," he declared, "let's see how you take me down in three moves. I'm here to eliminate you!"

Ouyang Feng leaped past him from behind, bellowing, "Hey, you bald man with that messy yellow hair! Your opponent is me! Didn't you boast earlier about making me your guardian divine beast? Your Grandfather is here to fight you to the death!"

"Good, good, good! I'll subdue your tyrannical divine body first!" Shi Wu laughed, turning to face him.

Then, with a soft cry, he commanded, "Kill!"

He turned with utmost confidence, exerting all his strength to battle Ouyang Feng.

As Shi Wu turned to face Ouyang Feng, he presumed that someone of Wu Lunhui's stature would surely wait and engage him in a fair fight. Why else would he have so arrogantly and conceitedly declared he would defeat him in three moves?

And then... Shi Wu's tragedy unfolded.

Seeing Shi Wu turn and engage the toad, Chu Feng wasted no time. With the Soul Bell in one hand and the God-Beating Whip in the other, he immediately charged from behind, delivering an unhesitating sneak attack.

Shi Wu's senses were exceptionally sharp, and he detected the attack instantly. However, he was currently exerting his full might, forming a mudra with one hand and wielding a golden treasure scepter in the other, unleashing a powerful strike towards Ouyang Feng.

Crackle!

The Soul Bell vibrated, and the God-Beating Whip crackled with sparks, aimed directly at Shi Wu.

Everyone nearby was stunned. Wasn't he known as the 'Benevolent King of Reincarnation,' renowned throughout the universe for his loyalty and magnanimity? How could he suddenly launch a sneak attack from behind, resorting to such underhanded tactics?

Shi Wu managed to dodge the most terrifying Soul Bell, but he couldn't evade the God-Beating Whip. He was struck so hard that smoke billowed from his body, and he convulsed violently.

Then, he took another kick from Chu Feng, and his entire body flipped over instantly!

"Amitabha!"

He yelled, "Damn it, 'Benevolent King of Reincarnation' my foot! Where's the loyalty, where's the integrity? This is utterly shameful, to strike so sneakily!"

"Alright, leave this hairy bald man to me; you go deal with the others!" Ouyang Feng shouted, acting as if they had perfect coordination.

Nearby, a group of people roared and cheered, charging forward to attack.

"I'll slaughter you all!" Chu Feng roared in return.