Chapter 482: The Truth Behind Wang Hao, Lying in Love from Chen Changsheng
Watching Wang Hao’s departing figure, Chen Changsheng was not anxious, only saying calmly.
“You have spent your entire life pursuing freedom, but have you ever thought that you were planned from the very beginning.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Hao stopped walking and slowly turned his head to look at Chen Changsheng.
“Even though I often deceive others, I hate being deceived by them.”
“I’ve seen your tricks, Chen Changsheng; once you decide to deceive someone, you will likely succeed.”
“Since we have cooperated before, I don’t want to provoke you, let alone engage in an endless conflict with you.”
Facing Wang Hao’s threat, Chen Changsheng remained calm.
“If I wanted a strong and powerful ally, I would never seek it from you.”
“But this matter is indeed related to you.”
Hearing this, Wang Hao pondered for a moment, then stepped closer to Chen Changsheng.
“Alright, tell me then, I want to see what has anything to do with me.”
“Do you recognize this?”
Chen Changsheng took out a golden chain ball, within which was trapped a weak bl**d mist.
“Yes, my enlightenment master taught me the bl**d Great Law.”
“When you brought him along back then, I thought he was dead.”
“I also wanted to k*ll him, but I couldn’t until I understood the secret clearly.”
“At that time, I traveled to the Upper Realm and accidentally came upon Ling Cangzhou, then I unexpectedly encountered you.”
“Our meeting was full of coincidences, which made me suspicious.”
“Therefore, I tried every means to extract some information from this guy.”
“And what did you find out?”
“I didn’t get anything out of him, our meeting was truly just a coincidence.”
“So what exactly are you trying to say?”
Seeing Wang Hao becoming impatient, Chen Changsheng put away the ball and smiled. “Our meeting was a coincidence.”
“Then encountering this demon cultivator’s residual spiritual sense was also a coincidence?”
“Why can’t it be a coincidence?”
“The Bloodline Longevity technique was derived from the bl**d Great Law, and keeping him alive wasn’t to…”
Speaking up, Wang Hao paused, realizing that even he could not convince himself with this theory.
He knew his ancestor would never leave such a thing alive, especially since the Bloodline Longevity method had already matured.
This meant that everything he had experienced was orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.
Thinking this, Wang Hao’s face darkened.
“What is your speculation?”
“The path of demon cultivation isn’t popular in the Three Thousand States; it could be said to be almost nonexistent.”
“Somebody must have been cultivating you for a reason.”
“Then why didn’t they contact me or make me do something?”
“Because I encountered you at that time.”
“At that point, some people were avoiding me and didn’t want to meet me, but I happened to encounter you.”
“To avoid exposing themselves, they naturally had to abandon you as a small pawn.”
“Do you have any evidence?”
“Yes!”
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, “To verify what happened back then, I specially sought out your ancestor.”
“After a detailed inquiry, I found out that the map you gave me was incorrect.”
“Your ancestor didn’t place his battle treasures there; it was just a decoy.”
“But I found those battle treasures where the decoy should have been.”
“At that time, he thought I used some great means to find them, and I thought the map you gave me was accurate.”
“Is this evidence enough to suggest something?”
After listening, Wang Hao took a deep breath and said.
“Even if everything you say is true, so what?”
“No matter the reason, I have now gained freedom; you can’t expect me to risk my life for you.”
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“It’s not that I expect a demon cultivator to risk their life for me; that would be the biggest joke in the world.”
“But demon cultivators are vengeful; if someone plotted against you, wouldn’t you want to retaliate?”
“So what do you want me to do?”
Seeing Wang Hao agree, Chen Changsheng smiled and moved his lips slightly.
Looking at Chen Changsheng’s lip movements, Wang Hao said indifferently, “Such things are too dangerous; I won’t do it.”
“Indeed, it’s dangerous, but you don’t need to do it yourself; you just need to help me research it.”
“This requirement is fine, how far do you need it?”
“As extreme as possible.”
“What is the deadline?”
“Before Huafeng bears the Heavenly Mandate, you need to give this to me.”
“No problem!”
After saying this, Wang Hao turned and left.
Chen Changsheng wasn’t surprised by Wang Hao’s agreement.
For the sake of freedom, Wang Hao had given up on everything he could.
But in the end, he realized that his whole life had been controlled by others.
Such a situation was absolutely intolerable to him.
“Nalan Fuyao, if you want to take drastic action, don’t blame me for resorting to underhanded tactics.”
“Let’s see what happens!”
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The Communicator was released ninety days (sixty in Era).
“Daddy, today is my birthday, what gift have you prepared for me?”
A ten-year-old child stood with hands on hips in front of Chen Changsheng.
Looking at the self-righteous “son” in front of him, Chen Changsheng frowned.
“Chen Xiang, I’ve told you many times, it’s better to rely on yourself than others; everything needs to be done independently.”
“Your parents have already worked hard to raise you, how can you ask for gifts from them?”
Hearing this, the child with a hint of spirit said, “Dad, you’ve used this excuse before, can you come up with something new?”
“What do you mean by ‘used before’? Do you know what it means to feel sorry for the hearts of all beings?”
“You love fish, and I always eat the fish head and give you the meat.”
“Others would do the same, that’s love.”
Hearing this, Chen Xiang pouted and said, “So do other families eat steamed fish heads with chili sauce?”
“Dad, I’m already ten years old, don’t try to fool me with these childish lies.”
Seeing his little trick exposed, Chen Changsheng didn’t blush but said as if giving up.
“You’re wasting your breath; I haven’t prepared a birthday gift today, go ask your godfather.”
Getting the same response again, Chen Xiang rolled her eyes and ran off.
After Chen Xiang left, another ten-year-old child walked in.
Unlike Chen Xiang, this child exuded a calm demeanor.
“Don’t tell me you’re here for a birthday gift too.”
“I haven’t prepared one for Chen Xiang, and I haven’t prepared one for you either.”
“Mom, I’m not here for a gift, I have a question.”
“Go ahead.”
“Are you my biological mother?”
“Of course, your mother is a fox, and I am human; it’s normal for you to have half-demon bl**d.”
“I understand this logic, but I don’t understand why I have wings.”
“Foxes and humans shouldn’t have this.”
Facing this question, Chen Changsheng looked up and thought for a moment, then said.
“Your mother loved eating roasted chicken wings when she was pregnant with you.”
“And after that?”
“That’s why you have wings.”
Yin Qi: “…”
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