"You two, look at the chaos you caused." a woman's voice sounded. Feng Yang and the fox who was sent flying into a building came out as they looked at a young woman with long black hair.
Feng Yang seeing the woman was at a loss for words. she was so beautiful she left one breathless. Even her angry look made one have no choice but to question if an angel had descended to the mortal world.
"look at the damage you choose and those you injured." She said as she pointed at the dead bodies Feng Yang killed two days ago.
"those guys tried to kill me. I just killed them out of self-defense." Feng Yang said calmly. he knew the woman before him wasn't simple. He didn't wash to fight over a missing understanding.
"oh really? Then explain the destroyed buildings and those within you injured or killed. Were they also trying to kill you? Kid, are you the one who has been a bad influence on my son." She angrily as a shoe flew back into her hands.
"I don't know who your son is." Feng Yang said with a frown,
"snort, today if you don't spit out the location of my son. today next year will be the anniversary of your death." She said coldly as her cultivation exploded out, sending a shock wave that sent Feng Yang flying.
Within the spirit farm, Ling Han had his arm on a table as a lightning sword in his hands. he brought the sword down as he cut off a small piece of his nail.
"Master. Your disciple Feng Yang seems to be in trouble." a flew opened up, revealing a little girl the size of a farm. This was the plant spirit which Ling Han went to get a few days back.
"I'm cutting my nails. If you can survive, then let him get a beating." Ling Han said, not looking at the plant spirit.
Since he now had a plant spirit within the spirit farm. It could manage and take care of everything for him. It could even look at Feng Yang for him while he did his own thing.
"This woman isn't simple. Just releasing her energy sent him and the little fox flying." She said as Ling Han frowned and called up the screen to see what was happening.
He saw a bunch of destroyed buildings and a black hair woman holding Feng Yang by the neck.
Ling Han frowned as he disappeared, appearing on top of a destroyed building. Holding out his hands, the lightning sword flew out of Feng Yang farm and into his hands.
"you got balls. You put your hands on my disciple." Ling Han said calmly as he sent a lightning beam from the tip of the lightning sword. The woman jumped aside as she dropped Feng Yang to the ground.
"This is your..." The woman suddenly froze as she looked at Ling Han. Ling Han was also stunned upon seeing her appearance.
"This must have been a miss understanding. How about we talk this over, over a meal." Ling Han asked with a smile, which made the woman smile drop.
"Are you hitting on me?" She asked.
"caught right headed." Ling Han said with a smile, but only for it to slowly disappear when he saw the disgusted look.
"you perverted good for nothing. you are worse than your father." She said with disgust, which made Ling frown. Who would enjoy hearing a random person curse their parents?
The woman seeing Ling Han's eyes turning cold, and the hint of killing intent almost exploded in rage.
"Mother was right. A shoe really is the best teaching tool." She said as her shoe flew into her hands. Ling Han snorted as lightning covered his body, turning into armor.
With a step, as if he teleported, he appeared before the woman as he swung the sword towards her.
But the woman did something Ling Han never thought anyone would do.
With a hand wrapped in his, she grabbed the sword with her not being injured at all. With a swing, the shoe slapped Ling Han's face.
The shoe destroyed the lightning armor, hitting Ling Han so hard the disguise destroyed. sending Ling Han flew through countless buildings.
The woman waved her hand as Ling Han was pulled back towards her. Feng Yang's eyes were widened as he looked at his master.
'she hit master so hard he turned young.' Feng Yang thought in shock
The woman grabbed Ling Han by the shirt as she angrily looked at him.
"just because I had to leave when I gave birth to you doesn't mean you turn into this. Going ahead and ranking in the demonic ranking chart..." She went on to speak for a good 30 minutes while Ling Han's eyes were blank.
'I hit on my mom.' Ling Han thought lifelessly. He slowly looked towards her and felt sick. When he saw her life, he had already begun daydreaming how she would look without...
"sign, we should hurry up and leave," she said as a flying sword appeared under her feet. With a thought, the sword in large, as she threw Ling Han, Feng Yang, and the fox on before flying off.
"Why are you walking the path of an evil cultivator? why are you not walking the righteous path?" She asked with a frown as she looked at Ling Han.
"Righteous cultivators are just bad people who put on a show as the good guys. I would weather be an evil cultivator since I'm not one to hide from my actions or be held down by rules." Ling Han said calmly as he looked at the storm cloud coming towards them.
"... that's a good answer, so I will not be mad with your choice," she said with a nod, but she suddenly frowned as she looked at the storm cloud.
"go," She said seriously, making Ling Han confused. But Ling Han didn't hesitate to ask as he grabbed the fox and Feng Yang.
He jumped off the flying sword as a lightning cloud formed under him, sending him flying off.
Mu Qingyun watched as Ling Han flew off before she to ran off. But a shoe flew from the cloud, hit her in the back of her head. Sending her falling towards the ground.
She quickly caught herself as she formed a cloud under her feet. She looked behind as she saw an old woman holding a shoe-in her head.
"mother." She said in fear, but she didn't throw the shoe at her, as the shoe shot those Ling Han. Ling Han was slapped stupid, sending him falling towards the ground like a shooting star.
"you dare run away, and you dare have your name out on the demonic cultivator chart. today, I, your grandmother will beat some common sense into the both of you." She said as a skin stick appeared in her hands.
Mu Qingyun seeing the stick almost cried. That stick was her nightmare. The thing that hunted her in her dreams, she quickly turned to run as the old woman snorted as she flew towards Ling Han.
Mu Qingyun seeing this froze, but before she could think. She looked up at an old man who appeared before her.
"father..." Mu Qingyun said as she lowered her head, but the old man just laughed slightly.
"I'm just happy you gave birth to such a talented brat... even after I sealed away his bloodline, he could reach such a level comprehending a Grand Dao." He said with a smile. Unlike his wife, this old man was calm-headed and easy-going.
"now run. You don't want to marry that fool of the Ding clan, right? So continue running. I will help the person you choose to reach the peak. but you must hurry and find the sect leader's treasure. " He said as he passed her a storage ring.
Mu Qingyun nodded slightly as she gave the old man a huge before flying off. The old man sighed as he looked towards the ground, at his wife, who was looking around as Ling Han and the others suddenly disappeared.
'teleportation? sigh, if the clan or sect hears of this, it will just be more work on my part.' He thought helplessly
"he can run once I find him." The old man said in range as she stumped her leg, causing the earthquake and cracks to appear all over the ground. Lava came out of these cracks, which made the old man sigh
"let's go before you make this land unstable." He said calmly
"snort. that brat father... it's all his fault." She said coldly, making the old man feel sorry for Ling Han's father.
"let's go. We are getting old. We shouldn't be up and moving around so much." He said calmly
"I'm only 490 thousand years old. I got 10 thousand years before I kick the bucket." She said as she hopped on a cloud and flew off.
Within the spirit farm, Ling Han watched as they left and fell into deep thought.
'mom is adopted?' He thought since his mother was only around her 20s, and his grandparents were too old to have kids 20 years ago.
'mom should at least be a great saint, and she looks for a treasure. Most likely to buy her freedom. while father is the one taking the beating for us.' Ling Han thought as with a sign.