Trafford's Trading Club Chapter 1122: Chapter 166: Daughter

Chapter 1122: Chapter 166: Daughter

Mo Xiaofei woke up once again not long after.

Zhuifeng was naturally overjoyed; he had nearly worried himself to death during this time, so seeing Mo Xiaofei recover was a relief.

“Big brother, what exactly happened to you?”

“Do you remember why I came to Mount Tai?” Mo Xiaofei looked at Zhuifeng—though he was trapped inside his body for a while, he could still perceive what was happening externally.

This experience felt unreal to Mo Xiaofei—he was like a bystander continuously watching his own body and everything that happened. He was sincerely grateful to Zhuifeng because, during this time, Zhuifeng stayed unwaveringly by his side and even municated with his family on his behalf.

“Yeah, you said you were looking for the heir of the Clothed Daoist to uncover the mysteries of your past life.” Zhuifeng said quickly.

“He… he is my past life.” Mo Xiaofei said softly.

Zhuifeng was stunned, his eyes wide open, “Past life? Wasn’t it a ghost that took over your body?”

As a demon, he understood that a past life was often another lifetime, another set of memories… but ‘Mo Xiaofei’ was evidently someone else!

“It’s true.” Mo Xiaofei shook his head with a wry smile, saying, “Even though I don’t understand it either… but he is indeed my past life, and his origins are so grand that I dare not even think about it.”

As he spoke, Mo Xiaofei slowly stood up and waved his hand. A massive stone weighing thousands of kilograms flew out of the soil in the distance and ‘gently’ floated above him, spinning nimble like a bird.

“Even…” Mo Xiaofei muttered, “did that boss already know when he initially granted me these endless possibilities…”

Boss.

Mo Xiaofei had encountered him, as had Zhuifeng, a mon thread between them… also something they discussed privately and would not discuss lightly.

“Big brother.” Zhuifeng took a deep breath, patting Mo Xiaofei’s shoulder earnestly, “Whether we’re talking about a past life or this life, you’re my big brother, and you’ll be my big brother forever! If just a year, a month, or an hour is missing, it doesn’t count as a lifetime!”

Mo Xiaofei felt truly moved, but it seemed he had heard this somewhere before…

Something seemed off…

Why was he suddenly getting goosebumps…

Mo Xiaofei shook his head vigorously… The mystery of his past life was too important; he had no experience handling it, and now not only could he not find the heir of the Clothed Daoist, but it also seemed like he had fallen into some kind of danger again.

The tens of thousands of fallen alive people before him were a headache-inducing issue.

“Let’s save people first.” Mo Xiaofei took a deep breath, “We can’t just leave them alone… but there are so many people.”

Watching Mo Xiaofei roll up his sleeves and gather his strength, Zhuifeng laughed… No matter how difficult it was, once he decided, he would never hesitate to rescue.

This was the Mo Xiaofei big brother he knew well!

“Big brother, let me help you!” Zhuifeng caught up from behind.

“First, wake up the civilian police and the ones in military uniform.” Mo Xiaofei quickly instructed, “Don’t tell them what happened to prevent panic, just say we know nothing… Oh, and call the police officers uncles and the soldiers uncles too!”

“Got it!!”

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…

Gongsun Zhishui had to stop… The Gongsun Shiyu on his back was now at death’s door.

Just like the mysterious and powerful young man said, the life in Gongsun Shiyu had already dissipated… All the meridians in his body had shattered, his bones were nearly broken, and his Qi Sea was filled with holes.

Even if he could be saved with such injuries, Gongsun Shiyu would likely bee a total invalid.

“I… hate…”

Gongsun Zhishui slowly laid Gongsun Shiyu down, gazing at his deathly grey eyes without a word… Gongsun Shiyu was still struggling, trying desperately to say something.

But at this moment, even moving his lips seemed as difficult as ascending to heaven.

“Don’t worry, I will take you back to Xuanyuan Palace.” Gongsun Zhishui appeared very calm… he had always been calm.

He had been by Gongsun Shiyu’s side since childhood, silent and cooperative in all things.

Gongsun Shiyu, however, opened his eyes wide, glaring at Gongsun Zhishui with despair so profound it was moving… Gongsun Zhishui took a deep breath, suddenly placing his palm on Gongsun Shiyu’s chest.

He whispered, “Is this the end…”

But at that moment, Gongsun Zhishui suddenly frowned… Because a violent, evil, and furious aura unexpectedly erupted from Gongsun Shiyu’s body!

Blood-red like ink being polluted, blending… A sticky red-black fog slowly emanated from Gongsun Shiyu’s body… until it fully enveloped him!

Gongsun Zhishui was greatly shocked at that instant!

Gongsun Shiyu slowly stood up, his entire being wrapped in a dense red-black mist. His mouth split open… It continued to tear until it reached his ears, and both his eyes similarly tore, while a massive, inverted eye that didn’t seem human emerged from his forehead!

“You this…” Gongsun Zhishui instantly assumed a defensive posture.

The ‘Gongsun Shiyu’ before him tilted his head… looking at Gongsun Zhishui with an odd posture, “Zhishui, what are you trying to do?”

This voice wasn’t just Gongsun Shiyu’s… Within it seemed to mingle another sharp voice!

“You’re not Shiyu… What exactly are you?”

“Me?” ‘Gongsun Shiyu’ grinned broadly, fiercely: “I am Gongsun Shiyu, and Gongsun Shiyu is me… Zhishui, don’t you recognize me?”

Gongsun Zhishui didn’t hesitate, swiftly striking with a palm at ‘Gongsun Shiyu’, but unexpectedly, the current ‘Gongsun Shiyu’ manifested another terrifying force erupting within, casually sending Gongsun Zhishui flying, severely injured and coughing blood.

Gongsun Shiyu’s meridians had broken, his vitality depleted; it was impossible for him to wield such power… Gongsun Zhishui furrowed his brow; thinking rapidly, he turned without hesitation and dodged away.

Yet ‘Gongsun Shiyu’ reached out, grabbing Gongsun Zhishui directly, “Seems like you have something nice on you, Zhishui. Isn’t it supposed to be given to me… I am your master, after all.”

‘Gongsun Shiyu’ stuck a palm into Gongsun Zhishui’s chest.

He was knocked to the ground again, and at this moment, ‘Gongsun Shiyu’ now had a blood-red bead in his palm!

‘Gongsun Shiyu’ clamped the bead between his fingers, examining it, sneering, “Soul Orb, you took it during the chaos, didn’t you? What do you plan to do with it?”

“What on earth are you!” Gongsun Zhishui shouted angrily.

‘Gongsun Shiyu’ directly swallowed the bead, and in an instant, ‘Gongsun Shiyu’s body emitted a denser aura, with a tremendous vitality spiraling out from within him.

The rolling vitality, acpanied by that intense aura, surged into ‘Gongsun Shiyu’s body—soon, the face full of malevolence appeared before Gongsun Zhishui.

“The Soul Orb… such a good thing.” The sinister Gongsun Shiyu lightly chuckled, “Then, I shall take the Million Soul Orb too!”

In that instant, Gongsun Zhishui suddenly swung his palm, striking horizontally at Gongsun Shiyu’s leg.

Humph!

But Gongsun Shiyu simply let out a cold snort, formed a sword finger with his hand, and swept it across. A dark red sword light flashed, and Gongsun Zhishui’s left arm was directly severed!

Gongsun Zhishui screamed miserably, veins bulging on his face, clutching the severed arm tightly.

“If you don’t want to die, from now on be my lackey.” Gongsun Shiyu sneered, “The people of the Xuanyuan Palace Gongsun Clan are better than ants!”

He strode into the thick fog without looking back, “Trash, follow!”

At this moment, Gongsun Zhishui was drenched in cold sweat, his heart in turmoil, yet he seemed driven by an irresistible will to stand up tremblingly, driven to bear the pain and follow suit.

From ahead, Gongsun Shiyu seemed to mutter to himself eerily, “It’s about time to settle old scores. True dragon, I crawled back from the Underworld…”

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After not following for too long, Long Xiruo needed to stop.

Constant bloodletting to create a body is an immensely exhausting task—in the thick fog, the young Long Xiruo sat cross-legged by a small stream.

Yet at this moment, she inexplicably felt a twitch in her heart, and with a look of surprise, she abruptly opened her eyes and looked up in a certain direction.

From that place, a formidable and majestic aura shot into the sky!

“Tianzi Sword?!”

With disbelief, she suddenly stood up, her expression solemn, “Tianzi Sword, why is it appearing now, it shouldn’t be… no, with the Tianzi Sword appearing, Su Zijun she…”

Long Xiruo shook her head, cupping the bead in her hand, the created body enveloping her in an instant, then she transformed into a ray of golden light and left!

…

After the battle at the sky hole, after being infuriated by the madness of those from the Shenzhou Dao and Yaoworld, Long Xiruo left to calm down, and Su Zijun brought Ms. Jessica back to a villa that was one of the properties of the Xuanyuan Palace.

The old filthy turtle Gui Qianyi and the Ghost Baby had already arrived earlier, Gui Qianyi was busy brewing medicine to replenish qi-blood for Long Xiruo, while also treating the heavily injured little butterfly monster Luo Pianqian released from the Tower of Myriad Ghosts, and the last patient, Xiao Shengmo, the City Lord of Ghost City, busy beyond belief.

After checking that Luo Pianqian’s condition had stabilized, Su Zijun directly bit open her wrist, letting Luo Pianqian drink a few drops of blood, and the little butterfly monster’s aura gradually improved, though waking would take some time.

Xiao Shengmo didn’t have such good treatment, only able to continuously absorb the ghostly aura from the Tower of Myriad Ghosts to heal himself.

Though the thick fog still covered the sky outside, inside the villa, there was a rare sense of safety—at least, that’s what Jessica thought.

Under continuous fatigue, she too could finally rest—but at this moment, from the room where Su Zijun was resting beside her, a sound suddenly broke something.

Jessica’s heart skipped a beat, she quickly ran to the next room, broke through the door, and then her expression changed in surprise, “Master!”

She saw Su Zijun clutching her body tightly, trembling all over, kneeling on the ground… her fangs seemed uncontrollable, already protruding, her eyes turned blood-red, her face pale and twisted with pain.

She appeared to be enduring extreme pain!

“Master!” Jessica worriedly approached Su Zijun.

Unexpectedly, Su Zijun seemed insane at this moment, striking her palm, hitting Jessica’s chest… this foreign beauty’s ample bosom was immediately struck inwards.

Jessica spat out a mouthful of blood, then crashed through the door and wall, flying backwards into the room behind—if she hadn’t been Non-Human, she might not have survived that strike, but even now, she was severely injured.

“Princess!”, “Big Sister!”

The arrival of Gui Qianyi and the Ghost Baby, upon seeing Su Zijun’s frantic state, were both shocked. But before they could react, Su Zijun again went wild, her overwhelming demonic power instantly blasted the villa apart.

“Don’t mind me!! Get everyone out!!” In her madness, Su Zijun shouted with all her might.

Gui Qianyi and the Ghost Baby both looked shocked, but at this moment, a beam of golden light descended from the thick fog in the sky, a massive dragon shadow hovered above the villa.

“It’s Lord Long!”

In the sky, Long Xiruo, without responding to Gui Qianyi and the Ghost Baby, shot down as a ray of golden light… In the golden light, the powerfully created body pressed her palm onto Su Zijun’s forehead, seemingly alleviating Su Zijun’s madness.

“Old… Old hag… you…”

“You brat! Didn’t I tell you not to fall into being a Hanba, but you just wouldn’t listen, now look what happened!” Long Xiruo’s voice was both urgent and fearful, “Did you think the Murderous God Sword is so easy to suppress! Stop talking, fully suppress the agitation of the Murderous God Sword within you! I can’t hold on for long!”

Su Zijun gritted her teeth but followed Long Xiruo’s words, closing her eyes.

The true dragon of China now fully exerting her power, Su Zijun’s rampant demonic force gradually calmed down, and her demonized appearance slowly reverted.

The created vitality could only support for a maximum of five minutes, and as Long Xiruo’s explosive strength varied, it would relatively shorten that time; now she was nearly pushing the limit of the created body’s strength, but after a little over a minute, the created body was exhausted and had to withdraw.

But by then, Su Zijun was already able to calm the turmoil within her on her own strength.

Long Xiruo finally breathed a sigh of relief, returning to a child’s form… She instinctively glanced at Gui Qianyi’s secret treasure, only to see an unnoticed crack had appeared on the bead.

Gui Qianyi, who hurriedly approached, also seemed to notice the bead’s condition—after all, this Turtle Bead appeared alongside his birth.

Long Xiruo looked towards Gui Qianyi, shaking her head almost imperceptibly.

Gui Qianyi could only sigh, then turned to look at the Ghost Baby and said, “Ghost Baby, take Ms. Jessica for treatment, leave this to me and Lord Long. Also, let Lord Xiao Sheng know, there’s no major issue for now.”

The implication was not to let anyone disturb them.

Though reluctant, the Ghost Baby helped Jessica up, heading into the still intact part of the villa.

Though Long Xiruo had returned to a child’s form, she was still tightly watching Su Zijun’s condition, clutching the Turtle God Bead in her hand forcefully.

“You shouldn’t have let her be born.” Long Xiruo said quietly.

Gui Qianyi remained silent, turning his head away, and in a low voice, said, “Grand Princess, you became a true dragon, breaking free from Xuanyuan’s destiny, but fell into another destiny. Yet for Xuanyuan Palace, the emperor’s inheritance mustn’t be severed…”

Long Xiruo glared at Gui Qianyi, full of anger, hatingly said, “She is my daughter!!”