I Only Marry Widows-Chapter 375 - 63: Even If I Die, I’ll Still Be Your Father

Chapter 375: Chapter 63: Even If I Die, I’ll Still Be Your Father

"Why is he so composed and calm? Could he really be Wushuang brother and not an impersonator?"

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Lu Chengfeng took a deep breath in the room, "Now all sorts of people are coming to test me, time waits for no one!" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Chu Tiange is said to be the reincarnation of the Great Emperor. Even if I had hundreds of lives, they wouldn’t be enough for him to kill."

"I should make a good haul from the Celestial Law-Controlling Sect before he returns, and then make a run for it."

"At worst, I’ll escape into the North Sea; the vast ocean is boundless, hiding on a small island for a while would let me live free and easy."

"Yi Hongchen is now scheming to refine the Thirteen States into a Map of Mountains and Rivers. He shouldn’t be chasing me so closely."

"While Chu Tiange hasn’t awakened yet, I’ll be living happily on an overseas island for a few years. It would be a life well lived."

"When the time comes, I’ll find a way to take Chu Zhihe with me. With this woman around, there might just be a slim chance of survival?"

Lu Chengfeng has now completely abandoned all his original plans—True Dragon, Map of Mountains and Rivers, the position of Immortal—all tossed aside.

He just wants to make a big score at the Celestial Law-Controlling Sect, then escape the Thirteen States to live freely overseas.

Afterwards, he’ll wait for Chu Tiange to awaken and then squash him with a finger.

Lu Chengfeng completely gave up struggling, adopting a scoundrel’s attitude, like a dead pig not fearing boiling water.

In the time that followed, he ignored all the disturbances triggered by Chu Zhihe, as if he didn’t care at all, focusing his entire mind on the changes and absorption of bestowed power.

Aside from the Golden Lotus, he had absorbed all of Zhang Zhijing’s offerings. Even without much effort, he naturally entered Bright Moon Temple and cultivated to the First Layer Heaven.

This Taoist Skill emphasized character and the understanding of nature and the world, requiring very few external resources.

Zhang Zhijing had cultivated this Taoist Skill to the Eighth Layer Heaven, and Lu Chengfeng fully inherited his cultivation in this skill. Even without using external aids, he could quickly reach the Eighth Layer Heaven through orderly practice.

Lu Chengfeng immersed himself in cultivation, his strength increasing at a frightening speed. Unknowingly, more than twenty days passed.

On this day, a scroll slowly unfurled in the space above his room, with Yi Mingshu sitting cross-legged within it.

"Wushuang, you’ve probably heard about the disturbances in the sect recently, haven’t you?"

Lu Chengfeng opened his eyes, a blurry glow in his gaze, like a long river or water mist.

"Father, are you referring to the commotion caused by that crazy woman, Chu Zhihe?"

"That’s right. What are your thoughts on this matter?" Yi Mingshu asked.

"It’s like dealing with clowns, why bother?" Lu Chengfeng said dismissively, as if completely indifferent.

Yi Mingshu nodded, "Though that’s easier said, the matter has caused an uproar within the sect, and Chu Tiange will soon return. I don’t want this to become a handle against you."

"That’s why I’m planning to conduct a thorough review of you in the Dharma Form Hall three days later in front of everyone to silence all gossip."

"Wushuang, what do you think?"

Lu Chengfeng’s expression immediately turned cold: "Old man, what do you mean by this? Do you not trust me either?"

"Come on, if you don’t believe me, just kill me with a slap. Why bother with these little maneuvers?"

Yi Mingshu coughed dryly, putting on a smiling face, "Wushuang, you misunderstand. I’ve been in seclusion these past few days. Li Jingyao, that madwoman, is truly troublesome, and I really couldn’t spare the energy to pay attention outside, so I didn’t notice sooner."

"Now that things have blown up, though we’re upright and not afraid of shadows slanting, if Chu Tiange returns and uses this against you..."

"So I thought of conducting a public review before he returns to shut everyone’s mouths."

"Ha, spare me the nonsense." Lu Chengfeng waved dismissively, feigning great annoyance, "Want me to go? Fine, but some conditions need to be made clear first."

"If I’m truly fake, then I deserve to die."

"But what if I am real?"

Yi Mingshu smiled, "Wushuang, what do you want to do?"

Lu Chengfeng chuckled, deliberately emphasizing each word, "I want all Tao Vein Elders to kowtow and apologize to me. I want to ascend to the position of Hall Master of the Tao Vein, and also... I want Chong Shan’s slave contract. How about that?"

Yi Mingshu’s eyes narrowed slightly. In this moment, his son’s demeanor was filled with confidence and ambition.

Even he couldn’t help but feel a bit uncertain.

If Yi Wushuang were real, that confidence would be understandable.

But the ambition made him feel somewhat alarmed.

"Wushuang, isn’t this a bit too much? The position of Hall Master is not a joke, let alone having elders kowtow and apologize, and Chong Shan..."

Before Yi Mingshu could finish, Lu Chengfeng interrupted him, "Old man, that’s my condition. It’s non-negotiable."

"I am your son, and a disciple of the sect. To be unjustifiably suspected and then thoroughly investigated by the sect."

"What if I doubt you’re my father? What if I suspect Chu Zhihe is also an impostor?"

"If mere suspicion allows for such brazen investigations, then what secrets can sect elders and disciples have?"

"I, this young master, act with integrity, naturally unafraid of investigations, but they cannot be done so blatantly without any consequence."

"In short, if you want to investigate me, fine. But you must agree to these three conditions I set, without missing a single one."

Yi Mingshu looked at him for a while. The two had a long standoff before Yi Mingshu finally sighed, "Fine, I’ll discuss this with the other elders. Wait for my news!"

Soon, the scroll in the void rolled up and Yi Mingshu disappeared.

Lu Chengfeng looked at the place where he vanished, thinking to himself, "If I don’t seize this chance to make a big haul, wouldn’t this trip be in vain for me?"

He closed his eyes again, within his brow a faint Golden Lotus floated, exuding indescribable Tao Essence.

"Time... is it really time?"

A fleeting image flashed in Lu Chengfeng’s mind, fragmented, yet revealing much information.

"I can actually vaguely see a corner of the future?"

"What exactly is this Golden Lotus?"

Before Yi Mingshu arrived, he had already vaguely seen some scenes through the Golden Lotus.

He initially hesitated to believe, but unexpectedly, everything in the Golden Lotus turned out to be true.

"Time... maybe this Golden Lotus is my capital for surviving from now on..."

Lu Chengfeng slowly gathered all his thoughts, focusing all his energy on refining and absorbing this Golden Lotus.

As for the Dharma Form Hall review three days later, he already had plans.