Top Grade Pure Beauty CEO-Chapter 689 - Refinement of the Wooden Core

Chapter 689: Chapter 689: Refinement of the Wooden Core [Third Update] Chapter 689: Chapter 689: Refinement of the Wooden Core [Third Update] Sorrow, true sorrow.

Nangong Yin felt he wasn’t fit to be a father, nor to be the head of a clan.

But standing in his position, from his perspective, there seemed to be no better solution.

Enduring humiliation for the greater good?

Nangong Yin counseled himself inwardly: Impatience leads to chaos in grand plans, the shame of today will be repaid a hundredfold in the future.

The elder drew an ancient jade piece from his bosom, placed it on the tea table, and said, “This is the Zhen Family’s heirloom, originally intended for Xiao Jie. Since we are discussing marriage, we must present something of value, mustn’t we? Take this jade back and have Ling’er wear it.”

Nangong Yin, looking at the ancient jade, clenched his teeth and accepted it, saying, “I will tell Ling’er.”

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The elder smiled.

As long as Nangong Yin took the ancient jade, there would be no turning back.

He must be furious and dissatisfied in his heart, but what of it?

All are adults here, all part of that tiny group at the very pinnacle of the world’s pyramid. The law of the jungle didn’t need to be explained to him by the elder.

By taking the ancient jade, he chose this path.

Nangong Yin left the office and immediately headed back to his clan.

Seeing him return, his wife’s tense heartstrings finally relaxed, but noticing the grim expression on his face, she asked anxiously, “What’s wrong?”

Nangong Yin attempted to force a smile, but found that even smiling was uglier than crying. His tightly clenched teeth eased open a fraction: “Call Ling’er over.”

“Could it be… something has happened?” His wife, attentive and sensitive, knew Nangong Yin was not one to keep things to himself. With just a simple phrase, she guessed correctly, “This has something to do with Ling’er, doesn’t it?”

Nangong Yin wanted to explain, but didn’t know where to start. A thousand words condensed into a single affirmation: “Mhm.”

His wife’s hand trembling as she held his, she asked, “What do they… what exactly do they want?”

“They want the Nangong Family’s loyalty,” Nangong Yin said, though he was a coarse and common man, being coarse didn’t mean he couldn’t think.

On the way back, the more he thought about it, the less it made sense.

This was not a chaotic time, barring a world war, and unless Nangong Yin was mad, there should be no scenario where a sect would directly oppose the state.

Could that old man not understand this principle?

No, he surely understood.

So why, despite this, was he insistently demanding that Ling’er marry his grandson?

In the courtyard stood two large trees, between them hung a swing, and on that swing sat Nangong Ling’er, dressed in white, showing her pale and delicate legs as she swung gently, the air around her growing somewhat sultry.

“Ling’er, the madam is looking for you,” said a clansman who came in and saw the dappled light through the leaves fall on Ling’er’s face, looking exceptionally beautiful, and for a moment was slightly dazed.

Quickly regaining his composure, the clansman blushed and withdrew.

Nangong Ling’er muttered to herself, “Why would mother be looking for me? Could it be… Big Brother Li?”

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That must be it; she had told her mother to notify her immediately if there was any news about Big Brother Li.

The thought of news possibly about Li Xiaoyao made Nangong Ling’er’s steps bounce with jubilation, her liveliness endearing as she passed the males who, seeing her, subconsciously touched their slightly heated noses.

“Mother, is there news of Big Brother Li?” Nangong Ling’er pushed open the door, saw both her parents there, feigned composure with a stamp of her little foot, tidied her hair tousled by the wind, took small steps forward, and grasping her mother’s arm, she asked softly, “Is there news of Big Brother Li?”

The beautiful woman looked at her daughter, grown so tall and graceful, her gaze filled with melancholy. Such a lovely girl, was she to be reduced to a mere object of transaction?

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Regarding status, the Zhen family indeed matched the Nangong Family.

However, Nangong Yin had raised this pair of children and never intended to use them for marriage alliances.

“Xiaoyao is still alive,” the beautiful woman reached out to tuck her bangs behind her ear, revealing her smooth forehead adorned with a kind of heroic spirit.

“Big Brother Li is still alive? Really? Where is he now?” Nangong Ling’er’s string of questions made both of them frown even more.

Exchanging a glance, they saw the worry in each other’s eyes.

This girl, she truly had feelings for that boy.

“Ling’er,” Nangong Yin coughed, and when his daughter looked over, he was momentarily at a loss for words and just froze.

“Dad, did you call me?” Nangong Ling’er looked puzzled as if she had heard wrong.

Nangong Yin steeled himself and said, “Ling’er, the Li Family… is doomed.”

“Doomed? What do you mean?” Nangong Ling’er’s eyes were somewhat confused.

“The higher-ups plan to move against the Li Family; they can’t hold out any longer,” Nangong Yin laid it out in one breath: “They were originally going to take our Nangong Family down too, but they gave us a chance, only… only this opportunity requires us to sacrifice you.”

Nangong Ling’er stood dazed, the simple phrase containing such enormous information, leaving her rather overwhelmed.

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Li Xiaoyao, though, wasn’t in a hurry to immediately seek out Ling Tian; before leaving, he needed to refine the wooden core first and find a way to enter the Spirit Condensation Realm.

Otherwise, even if Li Xiaoyao’s cultivation level was many times stronger than before, if he truly fought against Ling Tian, there would still be some disparity.

He might be able to defend himself, but killing Ling Tian would be significantly more difficult.

That night, the stars dotted the sky, and in the deep winter night, the cold wind was biting, making people unable to resist bundling up.

Li Xiaoyao, however, didn’t feel the sharp drop in temperature. Outside the courtyard, he set up a simple formation to prevent the rampant spiritual energy from affecting innocent clan members during his breakthrough.

Sitting cross-legged, Li Xiaoyao took out the wooden core; the rich and endlessly surging spiritual energy was madly swirling around.

Li Xiaoyao stared at the wooden core and could clearly sense the life force emanating from it.

The Yi Wood spiritual energy was renowned for its miraculous effects on bringing the dead back to life and healing white bone; if he could completely refine the wooden core, Li Xiaoyao’s ability to recover physically would certainly become even more monstrous.

“Then, let’s begin.”

His overly long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he closed his eyes.

The wooden core hovered in front of Li Xiaoyao. With the changes in the hand gestures of the spiritual drawing technique, the Yi Wood spiritual energy began to emerge from the wooden core, fine as silk threads, soft in texture, and flew towards Li Xiaoyao’s body.

The Yi Wood spiritual energy didn’t directly pour into Li Xiaoyao’s dantian; instead, it swirled around his body, wrapping him layer by layer, and soon enveloped him.

From a distance, it resembled a giant, oval-shaped cocoon.

Li Xiaoyao, deep in cultivation, felt waves of heat coming from all directions, along with some overly heated spiritual energy.

This spiritual energy rose directly from within his body, which was quite peculiar.

But amidst the peculiarity, Li Xiaoyao was surprised to find that this spiritual energy was frighteningly rich.

The quality surpassed even that of the Golden Core he absorbed directly.

The sensation of dry heat and restlessness became more and more apparent, his brows furrowed tightly, and his mind involuntarily filled with images of several women without clothes.