My Dad is a Boss

Chapter 219 The Patriarch Decides to Stop Being a Human Being 11

However, he remained unmoved and instead fell in love with the daughter of the leader of a third-rate sect and married the junior sister who had been waiting for him for most of his life.

Afterwards, Qinghong Wusheng regained his ancestral property and started a business again, collecting rare treasures from all over the world to nourish his elderly wife and restore her youth.

Then, he had a son when he was old. He raised his only child carefully. When the child grew up and reached the age of marriage, he gradually lost interest in martial arts because of his average talent and lack of his father's persistence and perseverance. Instead, he concentrated on business.

Under the reputation of Qinghong Martial Saint, Qinghong Pavilion's business is growing bigger and bigger.

At this time, the imperial court extended an olive branch, and the son of Qinghong Martial Saint gladly accepted it, married a princess famous for her beauty, and became the royal consort of the imperial court.

After becoming the royal consort, the son of the Qinghong Martial Saint completely gave up practicing martial arts and instead concentrated on doing business, eventually turning the Qinghong Pavilion into the number one chamber of commerce in the world.

While the business was growing, they also had a close relationship with the imperial court.

Qinghong Wusheng himself has a very good family tradition, and the son he raised is not a playboy who is obsessed with beauty.

Therefore, Qinghong Martial Saint is now nearly ninety years old, and he has only one son, who in turn has only one child.

The relationship between the descendants of other people's Martial Saint and the Martial Saint himself is almost beyond the five degrees of mourning.

Even within the five generations of ancestors, the family had many descendants. There were hundreds of people in their family alone.

In addition, not every Martial Saint is as late bloomer as Qinghong Martial Saint, who devotes his entire life to martial arts, and only starts to consider lifelong events after achieving great enlightenment and entering the realm of Martial Saint.

Other Martial Saints got married early and were very young when they had children. As expected, the Martial Saint was a living auspicious sign. Over the years, their families flourished and branched out, so many that the Martial Saint himself could not remember how many descendants he had.

Xiao Zizhuo caused trouble and implicated his relatives and friends, and the person he provoked was an old monster with strange and cruel methods.

If it were any other Martial Saint, the first thing they would do would be to clean up their own mess.

When they reach the realm of Martial Saint, they are generally indifferent to other things except pursuing the realm after Martial Saint, which is unknown whether it exists.

The martial arts world is in turmoil because of treasures, martial arts secrets, magical weapons, fairies and beauties.

But these have nothing to do with the Martial Saint.

Like Qinghong Wusheng, he meditated on the top of a mountain all year round to gain enlightenment. He drank mountain dew when he was thirsty, ate mountain fruits when he was hungry, and enjoyed the dew from fresh flowers, trying his best to avoid being contaminated by the foul air of the world.

He bore a deep hatred when he was young, and joined a sect for revenge. After spending all his family wealth, he finally became a disciple, but was told that he had limited qualifications and would hardly achieve anything in this life.

Qinghong Wusheng was once confused, but he did not give up. He even suppressed his hatred in his heart and practiced his marksmanship persistently day after day.

Eventually, he attained enlightenment one day and was transformed from an ordinary person into a martial arts saint.

To Qinghong Martial Saint, all his familiar friends, except for a few old friends who were also at the Martial Saint level, were ahead of him.

Just like his wife.

People in the martial arts world are inevitably involved in disputes when they are young, and if they do not reach a certain level, they will be plagued by all kinds of illnesses and injuries when they are old.

Therefore, people in the underworld generally do not live long.

Among the remaining relatives, the only son is the prince consort of the current dynasty.

The imperial court and the clan ruled the world together. When he was alive, he could naturally protect his only son. If he died, the dead could not control the living, and what happened to the living had nothing to do with him.

But when he was still some distance away from death and was concentrating on seeking the truth, something happened to his only son.

Speaking of which, Qinghong Martial Saint actually had a quick reaction. When he realized that nature was not harmonious enough, he immediately extended his energy and spirit.

After discovering that the source of the disharmony was in the imperial palace, Qinghong Wusheng set off immediately, as the imperial palace was not a suitable place for spiritual practice.

The five Martial Saints on the court's side are all guarding the borders in different areas. The sect has always only taken care of matters within its own jurisdiction, let alone matters outside the jurisdiction. It's good enough if they don't cause trouble.

There are many martial saints in the imperial court, but the court has too many territories to manage, so when you really count them, the number is actually not that many.

The only one who stayed in the capital was a Taoist nun known as Qingzan Jushi.

Martial Saint Qinghong and Buddhist Monk Qingzan arrived quickly, but as soon as they set foot in the imperial city, they were immediately poisoned.

God knows if the person who poisoned the body turned himself into a walking pit of poisonous insects. How could he carry so many poisonous insects with him?

When one reaches the realm of Martial Saint, he is extremely sensitive to the energy of the Qi. No matter if others have malicious or murderous intentions towards him, they will be detected by the Martial Saint.

The Martial Saint is not afraid of assassination, poisoning, or being besieged.

One man against a nation is no joke.

If the upper limit of this world were a little higher, the Martial Saint would be a great cultivator who achieved immortality through martial arts.

But the upper limit is stuck, so they can only waste time at the realm of Martial Saint.

However, Qinghong Wusheng and Qingzan Jushi only noticed the most basic arrangements of the poisonous insects, and they themselves found out that they were poisoned when they discovered something wrong with the internal circulation in their bodies that achieved a leak-proof golden body.

It has been a long time since Qinghong Martial Saint fought with anyone. Even if he did, it would not be a fight to the death. Most of the time they would just learn from each other and confirm what they have learned, and stop when it is enough.

But the poison, which was applied without anyone noticing, injured Qinghong Martial Saint on the spot, causing him to spit out large mouthfuls of black blood.

Ms. Qingzan was even more miserable than him. The youthful appearance that she had worked so hard to maintain was ruined, and she turned into an old woman with white hair and chicken skin.

If the other party had not been extremely decisive and almost drained his own blood, it would be unknown what the outcome would have been.

What flowed out of the wound was not blood, but countless densely packed insects that were almost invisible to the naked eye.

This method of poisoning is simply horrifying.

In particular, it is highly contagious and can spread uncontrollably in a short period of time.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to be a madman who liked to kill people and cause rivers of blood. Many people were poisoned by the poison, but very few people died from it.

Qinghong Wusheng was not sure if there were any poisons in his body that he had not discovered. After he calmed himself down, he immediately called Xiao Zizhuo to inquire about the situation.

Xiao Zizhuo didn't have time to care about whether it was a poisonous insect or not. He was so heartbroken. Without the Spring and Autumn Cicada, what would he do with Yin Yuwan's poison?

He had originally intended to forcibly disrupt Qinghong Martial Saint's training and beg him to save his beloved.

When he was called by Qinghong Martial Saint, Xiao Zizhuo fell to his knees and kowtowed several times without waiting for Qinghong Martial Saint to speak.

"Grandfather, please help save Wan'er. I am incompetent and failed to stop the evil girl from the Jiuli tribe. She ran away with the holy object that could save Wan'er..."

Xiao Zizhuo's parents were also present, but it was obvious that his parents doted on him very much. Seeing him kowtow repeatedly when he disagreed with something, the princess walked forward with heartache and pulled him up.

"Child, if you have anything to say, just tell your father. Your father is incompetent, but there is still your grandfather. If your grandfather is busy, mother will ask your uncle for help. Your uncle will always find a way if he gives the order."

The princess actually wanted to tease Qinghong Martial Saint deliberately, but Qinghong Martial Saint didn't buy it. His face darkened and the air around him seemed to be sucked out, making people feel suffocated.

"Dad, the princess is not disrespectful to you, please calm down."

Xiao Zizhuo's father endured the feeling of suffocation and tried to ease the atmosphere.

Qinghong Wusheng did not give his only son any face and slapped him with a wave of his hand.

Xiao Zizhuo's father neglected to practice martial arts, and instead spent more time living a life of luxury. After being slapped in the face, he started spinning in circles on the spot, dizzy and disoriented, with his head buzzing.

The princess wanted to go forward but was worried about her son. She hesitated and was terrified. After all, her father-in-law was a martial saint, and her identity as a princess was not enough to stand in front of him.

Qinghong Wusheng said coldly: "Do you know what your son has done?"

Xiao Zizhuo's father endured the buzzing sound in his head and nodded:

"I know that Zhuo'er is deeply in love with me. I just want to help him. Besides, Miss Yin has an upright character and good conduct. I don't think there is anything wrong with this marriage."

The princess was against the marriage, but she was persuaded by her husband, so she asked her brother for help. Only then was Yin Yuwan allowed to lie down in the palace, and the court's masters were captured one by one to protect her heart.

"So, in order to obtain other people's sacred objects, he broke into other people's forbidden areas, destroyed other people's sacred trees passed down from generation to generation, and stole the sacred objects of their tribe. Is this true?"

There was no emotion in Qinghong Martial Saint's voice.

Xiao Zizhuo was not convinced: "My grandson was trying to save people, and what's more, it was their Saint who brought me into the forbidden land of the Jiuli tribe, and it was their Saint who stole the Spring and Autumn Cicada.

My grandson only cut down a tree that they valued so much in order to prevent them from hunting him down. I didn't even hurt anyone. Is that wrong?"

"This has nothing to do with right or wrong. You provoked the Jiuli tribe, stole the Jiuli sacred objects, and destroyed the Jiuli sacred tree. The Jiuli people came to retaliate, and that's what you deserve."

"They are just a bunch of evil people playing with insects. If they don't stay in the mountains and survive, how dare they come out?"

"Crooked ways?"

Qinghong Martial Saint grabbed Xiao Zizhuo through the air, his five fingers formed into claws, and grabbed his heart.

Xiao Zizhuo saw it and predicted the landing point, but he had no way to resist. In a moment, all the clothes in front of him were torn.

"Look at your heart."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zizhuo lowered his head and discovered that his heart had been rotten and there were even traces of worms inside, but he clearly felt nothing.

"Zhuo'er..."

The princess exclaimed and wanted to go forward, but was hindered by the disgusting bugs.

"Dad, please save Zhuo'er. He is young and frivolous and does not know anything. He did not intend to do evil. He is just eager to save people. His crime does not deserve death."

Xiao Zizhuo's father fell to his knees and begged Qinghong Martial Saint to take action.

Qinghong Wusheng had a blank expression on his face: "It's not just him who's been poisoned, it's the entire Imperial City, including me."