Chapter 812: Chu Family Backyard Chaos

Chu Feng was greatly surprised. What was wrong with his brother-in-law? He was coughing up soul blood, his eyes were red, and his body was trembling. Could he have some hidden illness?

He knew well that hidden afflictions on an evolutionist's soul light were all wounds of order, the most difficult to heal.

"Wudi, don't be afraid, don't worry. Let your brother-in-law take a look and help you heal," Chu Feng said, walking forward, completely unaware of the root cause of the problem.

"Brother-in-law, my foot!" Ying Wudi's body began to shake violently at the self-proclaimed title of 'brother-in-law.' He swayed back and forth, and his outstretched finger, trying to point forward, trembled uncontrollably.

Chu Feng was alarmed. His brother-in-law's condition was worse than he had imagined; his body was shaking like chaff, convulsing all over, his breathing grew more rapid, and crimson light shot from his eyes.

"Could he have been secretly attacked during the chase, damaging his origin?"

Chu Feng acted decisively, swift as lightning, directly unleashing his Yin-Yang light to fix Ying Wudi in place. He then circled him, observing carefully.

"There's killing intent!" Chu Feng concluded.

He believed Ying Wudi's soul light had wounds of order and was emanating malevolence. This must have been caused by severe emotional distress and damage from being relentlessly pursued, requiring mental energy for purification.

Of course there was killing intent, but it was the chilling murderous intent that erupted from Ying Wudi the moment he saw Chu Feng.

At this moment, Ying Wudi's eyes were wide, and his entire body trembled, seething with anger.

He had been enduring it, planning to strike fiercely the moment Chu Feng got close. He hadn't expected the other party to be even more decisive and devious, acting first.

Ying Wudi hated Chu Feng immensely. In his eyes, Chu Feng not only forcefully took his sister but was also extremely insidious, feigning concern to lull him into a false sense of security before suddenly acting to immobilize him.

Ying Wudi was furious. He regretted not attacking directly and fighting this human trafficker to the death. Instead, he tried a stealthy, subtle approach, only to be counter-controlled by this demon, who got the first strike.

Chu Feng was puzzled. His brother-in-law seemed possessed. Even though he was sealed and his soul light couldn't move, Ying Wudi was still grinding his teeth.

"His mind is quite traumatized!" Chu Feng concluded solemnly.

Ying Wudi was so enraged he looked like a Buddha descending and another ascending, with white smoke coming out of his nose. He was indeed quite traumatized mentally, but wasn't it precisely because of *this* demon?!

And now, this human trafficker was publicly exposing him—was this meant to be humiliating? Ying Wudi was filled with grief and indignation!

Ouyang Feng and the little Daoist priest were now observing themselves with solemn reverence, fully aware of what was happening but playing dead, saying nothing, and absolutely refusing to tell Chu Feng the truth!

Rarely, these two were on the same side, keeping quiet and watching the show with serious expressions. Especially upon hearing Chu Feng's diagnosis that the "patient" had mental trauma, they all cooperated with Chu Feng by looking grave.

The silver-haired loli was conflicted, her thoughts swirling. She felt the prank had gone on long enough, or her brother would surely suffer internal injuries from suppressed anger.

"Brother-in-law, quickly release my brother, he's fine."

"Pfft!" Ying Wudi stood there, unable to move, but upon hearing "brother-in-law" again, he still spat out a mouthful of soul blood.

"There's killing intent; his malevolence has intensified!" Chu Feng said gravely.

"If you don't release him soon, his killing intent and malevolence will be enough to incinerate the nine heavens! Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, release my brother!" The silver-haired loli rolled her eyes.

Chu Feng's expression was solemn. He said, "No, his current state is very dangerous. He must be sealed first and then thoroughly cured. Otherwise, I suspect he'll turn on his own family and harm them!"

At this point, Ouyang Feng suspected that Chu Feng might have realized something, and was seizing the opportunity to feign ignorance and thus deal with his brother-in-law?

He knew Chu Feng too well and understood his nature deeply. The more he watched, the more he felt Chu Feng was setting up his brother-in-law!

"Damn, that's ruthless!" Ouyang Feng was dumbfounded.

At this moment, the little Daoist priest was also suspicious. He felt his father was very cunning; perhaps he had already figured everything out and was deliberately messing around.

The little Daoist priest became even more convinced that his father was dark-hearted and thick-skinned—not a good person!

At the silver-haired loli's request, Chu Feng still hesitated, looking very serious, earnest, and cautious about whether to lift Ying Wudi's restraints.

"Release Wudi," Ying Zhexian said.

Chu Feng, naturally, had no choice. He quickly acted and released Ying Wudi.

"Chu, you great demon, I'll fight you!" The moment he regained his ability to move, Ying Wudi immediately struck, decisively unleashing eight beams of light that enveloped Chu Feng.

"Whoosh!"

However, Chu Feng's Yin-Yang light was even faster, striking Ying Wudi first and immobilizing him again. This was clearly a preemptive strike, prepared in advance.

"I'm your brother-in-law, we're family, don't misunderstand!" Chu Feng whispered, explaining very seriously to Ying Wudi.

Even Ying Zhexian, who was usually so nonchalant and cared little about anything, couldn't help but roll her eyes and warn Chu Feng not to talk nonsense.

However, these words were quite damaging to Ying Wudi. Was this demon trying to exude an overbearing aura? This blatant intimidation was outrageous!

Then, he decisively saw black, and a stream of soul blood spurted out!

At this moment, both Ying Zhexian and Ying Xiaoxiao quickly stepped forward to help him heal, driving Chu Feng away.

Ouyang Feng poked his head out, glanced at the little Daoist priest, and said, "My grand-nephew, let me test you with a calculation problem. Hmm, the question is, prove how large Ying Wudi's psychological shadow area is at this moment."

"Easy!" the little Daoist priest said calmly, directly curling his lips.

They proceeded to prove and answer, as if no one else was present.

"He successively spat out three mouthfuls of soul blood while looking at my father from a distance, two mouthfuls while interacting with my aunt, three mouthfuls during our friendly conversation, and finally three more mouthfuls after talking with my father. That's a total of eleven mouthfuls of soul blood. One mouthful of soul blood equals one soul light, so that means he's lost eleven soul lights. His heart will naturally darken, creating what's called a 'shadow.' This is due to the weakening of his soul light. After calculation, his shadow area is..."

The little Daoist priest prattled on, performing a rapid calculation and determining Ying Wudi's precise psychological shadow area. Regardless of its accuracy, it sounded as if it made perfect sense.

Ying Wudi, hearing this, was so infuriated that smoke might as well have come out of his seven orifices, and he couldn't help but spray another mouthful of soul blood.

"Uncle, that's really not fair of you. I just finished calculating, and you deliberately spat out blood, changing the initial value. Now I have to recalculate!"

Ying Wudi struggled, wanting to rush over and fight both father and son to the death. It was bad enough that Chu, the great demon, bullied men and women, but his son was no good either, an absolute scoundrel.

Ouyang Feng squinted at the little Daoist priest, nodding continuously. "Without a doubt, you're definitely Chu Feng's biological son. Even this mischievous trait is the same, passed down through the lineage, a family tradition!"

"Dad, I'll tell you the real reason why my uncle hates you: he's a siscon, he likes my second mother!"

The little Daoist priest spoke, revealing the so-called truth to Chu Feng.

In an instant, divine light shot from Chu Feng's eyes. He felt a bit dizzy. What kind of brother-in-law was this? Could this actually be true?

Then, he directly squeezed over, extremely vigilant, positioning Ying Zhexian and Ying Xiaoxiao behind him for what he called "protection."

Ying Wudi's face turned frighteningly dark, and his entire body convulsed. His lifelong reputation was being ruined by his sister and that little Daoist priest. He merely had a good relationship with his elder sister; how did that make him a "siscon"?

He knew the root of the problem: he usually spoke quite gently to his older sister. However, his loli sister was too troublesome, and he often had to suppress her.

Thus, in Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes, this became the so-called... siscon?!

The little Daoist priest's expression was indifferent. However, he secretly spoke to Ying Wudi again, saying, "Uncle, from what I know, you can actually call my father 'brother-in-law' too!"

Ying Wudi was once again stabbed through the heart, nearly leaping up. The little Daoist priest had fanned the flames of his anger, making his whole body feel like it was burning and his soul light boil!

Then, he saw Chu Feng decisively act, grabbing the little Daoist priest, swinging his palm, and thoroughly spanking his backside!

Because Chu Feng saw the little Daoist priest's soul light flickering continuously when he faced Ying Wudi, indicating he was definitely transmitting a secret message, and surely not a good idea.

"You great demon, why are you hitting me?" the little Daoist priest protested.

"I'm the great demon, and you're the little Daoist priest. As the saying goes, 'when the Dao is a foot high, the demon is ten feet high,' so I should hit you!" Chu Feng delivered a harsh beating.

"Ow, what kind of ridiculous reason is that? Even if you're my father, I won't accept it!" the little Daoist priest retorted indignantly.

"You're right. Precisely because I'm your father, I'll spank you if I don't like what I see. Let's see if you dare stir up trouble again!" Chu Feng continued to hit him.

"Mom, are you going to do something? If you don't, I really can't help but... engage in self-defense!" the little Daoist priest yelled, clutching his head.

In the end, Qin Luoyin stepped forward, grabbed his ear, and directly dragged him away.

When peace returned to the scene, Ying Wudi looked at Chu Feng, still breathing heavily, his eyes still faintly red. There was nothing to be done; he was prejudiced and had no good feelings for this "brother-in-law."

Even though Ying Zhexian lectured him and explained clearly that there was no "dual cultivation," only linked soul light for combined practice, and that Chu Feng wasn't his brother-in-law, he remained unconvinced and couldn't swallow his anger.

Ying Zhexian sternly warned him not to conflict with Chu Feng, so Ying Wudi had no choice but to suppress his frustration.

Then, this strange group set off.

Originally, Chu Feng still had divine beast blood, but given Ying Wudi's behavior, he didn't use a single drop. Instead, he teamed up with Ying Zhexian to try refining Ying Wudi's soul light using the Seven Treasures Divine Art, forcibly expelling negative energy from him.

This intense pain lasted for a long time, ongoing throughout their journey. For a full three months, Ying Wudi's wails were constantly heard.

If divine beast blood had been used, it would have ended in two or three days.

However, Chu Feng, under the pretense of "tempering the Qilin son of the Ying family, for one must endure hardship to become a master," simply refused to give him divine beast blood.

"Uncle, do you see? What should have taken two or three days, my father dragged out for a full three months, and it's not over yet. I estimate it will take at least over a year until your soul light is fully refined into pure Yang. No matter how extraordinary the Seven Treasures Divine Art is, it still depends on the caster's cultivation. This is clearly him deliberately refining and tormenting you."

"Chu Feng, your son said you're deliberately tormenting me and suggested I find an opportune moment to cause you trouble."

"Oh, come on, Uncle, you've gotten cunning! How shameless, framing me like that?" Undoubtedly, after repeatedly fanning the flames, the little Daoist priest began to taste the bitter fruits of his actions, shooting himself in the foot.

*Bang, bang, bang...*

He was severely beaten by Chu Feng.

Ouyang Feng leaned in and said to the little Daoist priest, "Just accept your fate. Who told you to call yourself 'little Dao' and him 'great demon'? Wasn't that asking for trouble? 'When the Dao is a foot high, the demon is ten feet high.' More importantly, a father beating his son is perfectly natural."

The Savage Beast Plateau was indeed vast. Chu Feng and his companions only approached the Moon God City, ruled by the Moon Goddess, at the end of the third month. This was because the little Daoist priest claimed he had a secret technique that allowed him to possess a body without outsiders detecting anything unusual for up to three months. The group planned to infiltrate Moon God City this way, join the divine system, and learn the deity's unique arts.

However, on that very day, Chu Feng felt a sense of oppression and disquiet in his heart.

At the same time, the little Daoist priest also felt a wave of panic, his soul light flickering, making him restless.

"Let's go!" Chu Feng made the decision immediately. Teaming up with Ying Zhexian, he unleashed the Seven Treasures Divine Art, transforming everyone into a colorful, dazzling, and sacred beam of light. They vanished instantly from the depths of the forest, fleeing and not daring to enter Moon God City.

As evolutionists, they highly trusted their instincts—a form of awareness beyond normal perception, an ability not necessarily mastered even after a leap in life-level.

That day, within Moon God City, a precious mirror ascended into the sky, casting its light across the land. Within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, all birds and beasts trembled, prostrating themselves on the ground.

In an instant, the true souls of all living beings were fixed in place, clearly visible.

"Strange, was it just a sudden whim? I found nothing," a pleasant female voice, as melodious as a celestial song, echoed from the divine city.

The Moon Goddess had revived, waking from her seclusion. Her first action was to use her Moon Soul Mirror, penetrating all things and surveying the area she ruled.

Several days later, ninety thousand miles away, after Chu Feng and the others learned about the situation near Moon God City, they broke out in a cold sweat. It had truly been a close call.

Even with the little Daoist priest's secret technique for temporarily possessing a suitable body, it was utterly unsafe. The Moon Goddess was too powerful and had sensed something from afar.

"Gods cannot be deceived!"

That day, they reached this conclusion: it was simply too difficult to deceive a god, primarily because the power gap between them was too vast.

"Strange," Ouyang Feng mumbled, "we just wanted to learn unique arts. Logically, we wouldn't pose a threat to a god, so why would we have alarmed her in advance?"

"Our journey must certainly be extraordinary," the little Daoist priest declared, then put his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest, looking proud. "Especially since we have a great figure among us who will shake the heavens and earth in the future. Approaching a deity like this, perhaps she gained some insight in a flash of inspiration."

The implication was clear: the great figure of the future was him, and his presence had alarmed a god.

Chu Feng patted his shoulder and said, "Mm, son, work hard to become a supreme great figure. That way, I can also bask in your glory and become the father of a supreme great figure."

The little Daoist priest was utterly deflated, feeling a strong urge to reincarnate and escape this scoundrel of a father. Being with this man, he felt that no matter how great his achievements, the thick-skinned man would take credit for most of it. Just the fact that Chu Feng called himself his father made his heart ache.

Six months later, Chu Feng and his companions not only left the Savage Beast Plateau but also the surrounding wasteland, approaching the chaotic region.

They went to find the millstone, wanting to see what the path taken by the world's gods when they finally departed looked like.

They found it smoothly. This wasn't a dangerous place; adjacent to the chaos were barren hills and endless parched land.

Ahead, chaotic mist diffused. In that hazy realm, a millstone slowly rotated, emanating an ancient and desolate aura.

Chu Feng's heart pounded. Aside from its smaller size, this millstone was identical to the one in the City of Light and Death!

"Without the stone box, can we get through this time?" Chu Feng muttered. He genuinely wanted to pass through the millstone and see where the path of the gods led beyond it.

One should know that many of the most powerful gods in this world, once they reached old age, would choose to walk this heavenly path. Surely, there would be many divine traces and good things along that road!

Chu Feng wandered around. Then, he noticed that as he approached the millstone, several patterns in his soul light began to glow, shimmering brightly, including a strand of dark light.

The little Daoist priest immediately grew agitated. He leaped up, clung to Chu Feng, grabbed his collar, and fumed, "You said you didn't use my black talisman paper, but it's already absorbed into your body! You liar, return my great fortune!"