Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 374 - Pregnant

Chapter 374 - Pregnant

Everything that happened today overturned Liu Wuxie's view of the world. He had been solely focused on cultivation and rarely involved in worldly affairs. Besides his knowledge of cultivation, he knew little about the secular world.

He didn't expect there to be such a father in the world who would sell his daughter for personal gain.

"Good. Since you're unwilling to come home with me, I must take you back by force!" Jian Botong's anger gradually faded from his face, and he reached out for Jian Xing'er's shoulder. He had no intention of leaving empty-handed since Jian Xing'er was there.

"Take your dirty hands off her!" A cold ray flashed, forcing Jian Botong to withdraw his hand.

"Boy, this has nothing to do with you. Get lost!" Jian Botong was enraged. This was their family affair and had nothing to do with outsiders.

"I have no interest in your affairs, nor do I want to know them. But you lack the simplest human decency. Unless Senior Sister Jian is willing to go with you, you won't be able to take her anywhere," Liu Wuxie said righteously.

He spoke out of his principles because letting Jian Xing'er be taken away before his eyes would be the same as pushing her into the fire pit. So how could he stand by and let that happen?

"Boy, don't think you can stop me just because you're a disciple of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. Don't blame me for what will happen next if you carry on standing in my way." Jian Botong's voice grew colder. He was formidable and in the higher levels of the Heavenly Dipper Realm.

"Junior brother, you should leave, and don't worry about me." Jian Xing'er looked at Liu Wuxie with a face full of guilt. She hadn't expected things to escalate in this manner.

She had sensed something wasn't right when her father had suddenly reached out to her. Therefore, she had delayed the meeting until Liu Wuxie had exited the seclusion and brought him with her just in case something went wrong. However, things had progressed beyond her expectations because they weren't here to see her but to force her to marry into the Teng Clan.

Jian Xing'er was prepared to die by asking Liu Wuxie to leave. The moment Liu Wuxie left, she would take her own life.

"Since we came down together, we will also return together. How can I possibly leave you here?" Liu Wuxie shook his head, unconcerned with Jian Botong's cultivation.

His earlier enlightenment had taught him many things, especially the importance of adhering to his principles if he wished to pursue the pinnacle path of cultivation. Leaving today would betray his will and divert him from that path.

"Boy, who are you, and why did Jian Xing'er bring you here with her? Did you bewitch her?" Jian Botong had lost his rationale and looked at Liu Wuxie with a vicious gaze.

Liu Wuxie's eyes turned cold, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in them. If this person weren't Jian Xing'er's father, Liu Wuxie would've attacked earlier. Did Jian Botong think he could speak arrogantly because of his cultivation in Heavenly Dipper Realm?

"You're right. He did bewitch me, and I'm already pregnant with his child. You two can give up now." Jian Xing'er was afraid Liu Wuxie would suffer and didn't know he could kill someone in the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dipper Realm. Thus, she decided to tarnish her reputation rather than let Liu Wuxie be harmed.

A woman's reputation would be destroyed if she was pregnant with another man's child before she got married.

Everyone was stumped upon hearing that, and Teng Zijun's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.

The three stared at Jian Xing'er, stunned by the explosive news. Liu Wuxie couldn’t help but smile bitterly upon hearing it. He realized that Jian Xing'er said it to protect him, hoping to avoid a confrontation between him and Jian Botong, knowing he would suffer if he fought her father.

"Is what she said true?!" Jian Botong looked at Liu Wuxie like a madman, his eyes blazing with rage.

"That's right!" Liu Wuxie could only grit his teeth and agree with how things had progressed. This was to make Jian Botong give up and take revenge for letting his daughter eat leftovers daily. A smile rose on his lips when he saw Jian Botong and Teng Zijun's frantic expressions.

Jian Botong sat in the chair weakly, his face pale in contrast to his previous demeanor.

Teng Zijun glanced subtly at Jian Xing'er before sitting down and was lost in thoughts.

"Uncle, since Miss Xing'er already has someone in her heart, let's not force her. We should go back now," Teng Zijun said after a moment of thought.

"Young Master Teng, I..." Jian Botong faltered, unsure of what to say. He had confidently assured him that he would bring Jian Xing'er back today to marry him, but no one had anticipated this unexpected turn of events.

"Let's discuss this later. Since I promised to help the Jian Clan through this crisis, I will keep my word. We can still be friends even without a marriage alliance," Teng Zijun said, his words filling Jian Botong with gratitude.

"Young Master Teng is commendable. I will personally visit you to thank you when we return," Jian Botong said, feeling a sense of relief after hearing Teng Zijun's words. If the Jian Clan could weather this crisis, it didn’t matter to him if he had to sacrifice his daughter's happiness.

Teng Zijun glanced at Liu Wuxie. Their eyes met for ten seconds, and he asked, "What's your name?"

"The name is Liu Wuxie. Come if you want to kill me," Liu Wuxie spoke bluntly, exposing Teng Zijun's hypocrisy. It was apparent why Teng Zijun asked him for his name, which was to send someone to kill him later.

"Young Master Liu knows how to joke around. Since that's the case, we'll take our leave now." Teng Zijun stood up and walked out of the inn.

Jian Botong looked at Jian Xing'er, wanting to say something, but no words came out. As he turned to leave, a hint of guilt flashed through his eyes. He knew he owed Jian Xing'er too much.

After Jian Botong and Teng Zijun left, Jian Xing'er collapsed in Liu Wuxie's arms.

"Cry it out. You'll feel better that way." Liu Wuxie didn't know how to comfort Jian Xing'er, and it would harm her to have everything bottled up.

Jian Xing'er burst into tears and cried for a full minute, drenching Liu Wuxie's clothes before sitting upright and lowering her head, not daring to look at him.

Liu Wuxie remained silent and waited for her to finish crying.

"Junior Brother Liu, I apologize for my embarrassing performance earlier!" After wiping her tears, Jian Xing'er felt much better, and years of pent-up emotions were finally released.

"Everyone has sad moments, so why would I laugh at you?" Liu Wuxie shook his head. He, too, harbored similar emotions but managed them well and never spoke of them to anyone.

"I'm sorry about earlier, and I said that out of desperation. Please don't get mad at me." Jian Xing'er was afraid Liu Wuxie would get angry. After all, she had dragged him into this matter, forming a grudge between him and Teng Zijun.

She hadn't thought about it then and only wanted to protect Liu Wuxie from her father.

"I know!" Liu Wuxie rubbed his nose. He understood Jian Xing'er's difficulties and naturally wouldn't blame her for it.

The two got up to leave after chatting briefly. With Jian Xing'er's matter resolved, Liu Wuxie planned to explore the city and familiarize with its environment.

Now that Jian Xing'er was free from her burdens, she smiled more, a stark contrast to how she had appeared when she left the sect. They wandered through the city until nightfall before setting off for the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

They rode on their spiritual treasures for four hours before arriving at the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion and climbing the stairs.

"That's him! He's the one who took Senior Brother Zhang's spiritual treasure!" Before they entered the sect, three figures descended from above. Among them were Mei Zizheng and Zhai Gaofang, accompanied by a youth.

If there were no surprises, this was likely the 'Senior Brother Zhang' Mei Zizheng had mentioned. He had entrusted his spiritual treasure to Mei Zizheng for safekeeping, but Liu Wuxie had taken it and refined it into the Heretic Blade.

It was late at night, and no one was in the surroundings. Mei Zizheng and Zhai Gaofang were again on duty this month, sweeping the fallen leaves at the gate.

They had seen Liu Wuxie leave the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion in the morning and had waited there for his return.

Jian Xing'er was baffled and had no idea what was going on, so she naturally turned to look at Liu Wuxie. The one called 'Senior Brother Zhang' was strong with his cultivation in the third level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm.

"Zhang Zihui, why are you standing in our way for no reason?" Jian Xing'er recognized this person and called him out by his name. Jian Xing'er knew most inner disciples, and Zhang Zihui was from the same peak as her.

"Jian Xing'er, this has nothing to do with you. This brat took my spiritual treasure; I will kill him right now." Zhang Zihui waved his hand for Jian Xing'er to leave. He wasn’t aware of the relationship between her and Liu Wuxie and thought it was a coincidence that they had returned together.

Jian Xing'er wanted to say something, but Liu Wuxie stopped her and placed his hand on her shoulder.

Given this situation, Zhang Zihui had no intentions of letting this matter rest, and it appeared a fight was inevitable.

This subtle action made Zhang Zihui narrow his eyes because Jian Xing'er was an inner disciple, but she listened to an outer disciple like Liu Wuxie. This was simply unbelievable to him.

"I'll be honest with you. I can't return it to you because I have already refined it. As for why I did it, you should ask the two by your side," Liu Wuxie said bluntly. He had long dissolved the spiritual treasure, and he wasn't afraid to tell Zhang Zihui about it.

"What? You refined my spiritual treasure?" Zhang Zihui jumped like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He had spent years refining his spiritual treasure but hadn't dared to make it too big for fear of the lack of materials. Thus, he was furious upon hearing that Liu Wuxie had refined it, and a terrifying murderous intent swept out from him like a shockwave at Liu Wuxie.

"Brat, can't you find a better excuse? An outer disciple like you refined my spiritual treasure?! Hand it over immediately!" Zhang Zihui soon calmed down. Someone in the True Core Realm couldn't refine a spiritual treasure. Thus, he concluded that Liu Wuxie had lied.

Only Jian Xing'er knew Liu Wuxie wasn't lying because his Heretic Blade possessed unimaginable spirituality comparable to a xiantian treasure.

"Believe what you want!" Liu Wuxie shrugged and couldn't be bothered to explain any further. He wouldn't mind fighting and wouldn't want to waste time if Zhang Zihui only ran his mouth.

"Brat, you're asking for it! It looks like I'll have to kill you and get my spiritual treasure back!" Zhang Zihui didn't want to waste words either and struck Liu Wuxie with immense force.