Chapter 395: I Am Already Married

“Why did you save my daughter?”

Sikong Jing asked.

Sikong Jing had actually wanted to ask for a long time.

Especially Lin Xun’s phrase, “I owe her,” made Sikong Jing even more confused.

What exactly did he owe his daughter?

Furthermore, Lin Xun was actually able to withstand the Pill Tribulation for Wang Xing.

This Pill Tribulation could only be withstood by one’s closest kin.

Sikong Jing knew that the relationship between Lin Xun and his daughter was not that simple.

“It’s a long story.”

Lin Xun thought for a moment.

“I suppose, perhaps it started with that marriage contract and the Qingtian Xuannü Technique.”

“Qingtian Xuannü Technique?”

Sikong Jing looked at Lin Xun in disbelief.

As the City Lord of Tianji City, Sikong Jing naturally knew what the Qingtian Xuannü Technique was.

This was the supreme marriage Secret Technique of Tianji City.

As long as the vital blood of both the man and woman was obtained, a contract could be made using the Clear Heaven Xuan Paper of the Qingtian Xuannü Technique.

After that, the great Daos of the two people would be connected.

No wonder he could withstand the Pill Tribulation.

Sikong Jing did not expect that his father would use the last instance of the Qingtian Xuannü Technique on Wang Xing and Lin Xun.

However, it was precisely because of this that Lin Xun saved his daughter, right?

Sikong Jing felt that his father must have calculated this day would come, which is why he did it.

But why did his father, just before his death, say, “Lin Xun suffers from a great dao injury and will be subdued by the Saintess Jiang Qingshang”?

Doing so was tantamount to causing trouble for Lin Xun.

Unable to figure it out, Sikong Jing stopped thinking, lifted his wine jar, and continued drinking.

Now, none of this mattered anymore.

“Kid, do you hate me?”

Setting down the wine jar, the slightly tipsy Sikong Jing looked at Lin Xun.

“Back then in the Rootless Secret Realm, I also participated in the battle to suppress you.”

“No need,” Lin Xun shook his head.

“No need?”

“Mhm.”

Lin Xun looked directly into Sikong Jing’s eyes.

“Whether in the past, now, or in the future, countless people want to kill me. If I were killed, it would only mean my strength was insufficient, so what is there to resent.

However, if those people can’t kill me, then they might be killed by me.

I didn’t kill you back then mainly because if you had died, the world would have descended into chaos, which would have been troublesome, so I held back.

Furthermore, I didn’t have much spiritual energy left at the time, and if Jiang Yuerou had made a move, things would have been hard to say.

So I crippled a few people.

As for your injuries, City Lord, they were the lightest, definitely because of Wang Xing.”

…

Hearing that the reason his injuries were the lightest in that great battle was actually thanks to his daughter, causing Lin Xun to deliberately hold back.

Sikong Jing felt a bit uncomfortable.

“Kid, you really don’t mince words.”

Sikong Jing awkwardly took another drink of wine.

Lin Xun shook his head: “It’s easier to speak the truth at a time like this.”

“Indeed.”

Now that it had come to this, being honest and dropping the pleasantries made things less tiring and more genuine for both sides.

“Take off your mask.”

Sikong Jing glanced at Lin Xun.

“Don’t worry, Tianji City won’t trouble you again in the future, nor do we have the qualifications to trouble you. We won’t reveal your appearance either.”

“Forget it.” Lin Xun shook his head. “This way is still more convenient.”

“You don’t trust me?”

“No, it’s for some personal reasons of mine.”

“Are you very ugly?”

…

Sikong Jing waved his hand:

“If Wang Xing can survive this tribulation, then if she likes you, go ahead and marry. I don’t want to worry about it anymore. So, your appearance doesn’t matter to me or her mother.”

“No.”

“No what?”

“I am already married.”

???

Sikong Jing froze momentarily, his mind blank, and then fury filled his entire body, making him stand up in anger.

Sikong Jing held the wine jar in one hand and pointed at Lin Xun with the other, wanting nothing more than to smash the jar over the scumbag’s head!

“You! What do you mean?!” Sikong Jing was so angry he was incoherent. “You’re married, and you still messed with my daughter?!”

…

Lin Xun understood Sikong Jing’s feelings.

If he knew his precious daughter was being messed with by a scumbag who was already married, he probably would have stabbed him with a spear long ago.

But now, Lin Xun himself was that scumbag, so naturally, there was nothing to explain.

Seeing Lin Xun’s silence, Sikong Jing felt a lump of Qi stuck in his chest.

He really wanted to vent that anger, but the other party was also his daughter’s savior.

Moreover, his daughter was still lying in the room, her life hanging in the balance.

What was the point of saying all this now?

“Alas… Wang Xing, does she know?”

As if aging five hundred years in an instant, Sikong Jing weakly sat back down.

“Mhm.” Lin Xun nodded.

“Gulp, gulp.”

Hearing Lin Xun’s answer, Sikong Jing tilted his head back and guzzled a few more mouthfuls of wine.

“What kind of karma is this?” Sikong Jing rubbed his face heavily and muttered to himself.

The more he drank, the more he wanted to drink.

But just as Sikong Jing picked up the wine jar again, Madam Sikong rushed out of Wang Xing’s boudoir:

“Husband… Senior Must Not Die, Wang Xing, she…”

Madam Sikong’s words were like a bomb, exploding in everyone’s hearts.

Before Madam Sikong could finish, Lin Xun and the others all stood up and rushed into Wang Xing’s room.

On the bed, the unconscious Wang Xing coughed incessantly, her complexion growing increasingly Pale, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The girl’s brows were tightly furrowed, and her chest heaved violently, looking extremely distressed.

Beside Wang Xing was a Soul Lamp, whose faint blue flame symbolized Wang Xing’s life.

The flame of the Soul Lamp flickered without wind and was shrinking rapidly.

Strangely, however, Wang Xing’s vital signs were completely normal, like those of a healthy young woman, perhaps only slightly weak.

“Zhu Ling, assist Grandpa with the needling!”

“Yes!”

Must Not Die deployed the Profound Ice Needles, and the grandfather and granddaughter inserted the needles one by one into Wang Xing’s head.

Watching her daughter’s head being pierced by one ice needle after another, Madam Sikong covered her mouth and nose, silently weeping on her husband’s shoulder.

Under the effect of the Profound Ice Needles, Wang Xing’s life fire recovered slightly, but only for an instant.

Soon, Wang Xing’s life fire continued to weaken.

The needling technique was complete.

But Wang Xing’s life fire was still like a candle flickering in the wind, liable to be extinguished at any moment.

Madam Sikong slipped from her husband’s embrace and knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Sikong Jing’s eyes were red.

Zhu Ling’s sobbing tears dropped onto the back of her hand.

Must Not Die was already out of options.

It seemed as if everything was about to end.

“Let me try.”

Just as everyone was about to despair, Lin Xun stepped forward.

He knew that even if She Qiqi had set a trap for Wang Xing, he still had to make a decision.

If something really happened to Wang Xing…

He would even pierce through the entire Demon Race World!

And he would definitely not let her go!