"This... how is this possible?"

Bing Aogu subconsciously took half a step back, finding it difficult to accept the fact before him.

After all, in his own perception, he was a good elder, a good manor lord. The reason the Extreme Cold Manor had fallen to this state was due to a lack of successors, not because he was incompetent as the manor lord.

But Bing Yan's actions today directly nailed him to the pillar of shame.

The dignified manor lord of Extreme Cold Manor didn't even know his own granddaughter had become a servant. What face do you have to remain as manor lord?

Bing Yan said with a smile: "Manor Lord, if you don't believe me, we can perform a blood test to verify kinship. Our Extreme Cold Manor doesn't lack such spells."

"No need."

Bing Aogu knew well how strong the Bing family's bloodline was. It was impossible for an outsider to inexplicably look five parts similar to his own direct daughter.

Bing Yan continued: "So now, does the manor lord still think there's a problem with me taking my own niece as my disciple?"

This sentence directly shattered the last bit of persistence in Bing Aogu's heart. He took half a step back and said weakly: "This old one is tired. You can handle the rest yourself."

"Manor Lord, you're in such a hurry to leave."

Bing Yan had no intention of letting him off so easily.

Everyone present couldn't help but tremble upon hearing these words. They never expected that Elder Bing would be so deep in her schemes.

Even the manor lord was no match for her. If they had spoken up earlier, they would probably have been reduced to ashes long ago.

"What do you want to do?"

Bing Aogu said, struggling to maintain his composure.

"I just want to tell everyone here why I took this little niece, Qin'er, as my disciple. It's not because she's my blood relative, but because her talent is unparalleled in the Extreme Cold Manor!"

After speaking, Bing Yan scanned everyone present.

Although everyone questioned Bing Yan's words, not one dared to refute.

Bing Aogu narrowed his eyes and asked: "What do you mean by this?"

Bing Yan said lightly: "The Extreme Cold Manor has a treasure to test aptitude. Why not take it out and let Qin'er test hers?"

"You really want to do this?"

Bing Aogu asked word by word.

Bing Yan pressed on: "If the manor lord finds it troublesome, I can also ask my husband to perform a spell, so you can all see your own fortunes, to make you completely convinced."

Hearing this, everyone present looked extremely grim. This isn't making us convinced, it's clearly killing us and attacking our hearts!

Just then, Ninth Uncle felt the atmosphere had reached its limit and quickly stepped forward: "Yan'er, we all know your judgment. Besides, this little girl Qin'er has your blood flowing in her, so naturally her fortune is unparalleled. We don't need to broaden our horizons."

Upon hearing this, the elders all said: "That's right, we don't need to broaden our horizons."

But the younger generation didn't think so. They had finally gotten the opportunity to join the Miscellaneous Dao Academy, and naturally wanted to see how they compared to this servant.

Soon, someone in the crowd spoke up: "We want to witness this. Please, Elder Bing, enlighten us."

"That's right, I don't believe she's stronger than me!"

Bing Yuzhu said as if in a frenzy.

Hearing the shouts of the young disciples, the elders all shook their heads.

These youngsters are still too young. Seeing too much of certain things won't do you any good.

Hearing the voices on the martial arts field, Bing Yan said with a smile: "Ninth Uncle, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but the younger generation wants to be completely convinced."

With that, she turned her gaze to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng said with a smile: "Why should I personally handle such a trivial matter? Qin'er, you can do it."

"Yes."

After responding, Qin'er took a step forward. She slowly removed her eye mask, and the moment her heterochromatic eyes appeared, a burst of exclamations rang out around the martial arts field.

"White-Robed Zither Demon!"

"You kid don't want to live anymore, that's Elder Bing. Can a kid like you call her the White-Robed Zither Demon?"

"..."

Ignoring the crowd's address, Qin Qin said calmly: "I will use my pupil technique to reveal your fortune elephants. Fortune will be displayed in eight colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and gold. Red is the lowest and fortune is not high enough, while gold is the best.

I have seen a child of fortune with a hundred-zhang-high golden fortune. When you see your own fortune later, don't feel inferior."

As her words fell, a light emitted from her eyes, enveloping all the young disciples of the Bing family present.

After a short while, a series of fortunes appeared above each person's head.

"You're green, you're green."

"What's so great about your yellow fortune."

"..."

Every young cultivator present was watching their friends' fortunes.

Soon, someone's gaze fell upon Bing Ya, where a nineteen-zhang-high pale purple fortune appeared above her head, standing out on the entire martial arts field.

Elder Qin said calmly: "Have you all seen enough?"

"Thank you, Elder Qin."

The young cultivators responded and then bowed to Elder Qin.

They were all at a passionate age, valuing fairness and justice. Now seeing that Bing Ya's fortune was stronger than theirs, they naturally had nothing to say.

They had all grown up listening to stories of children of fortune, and they had also heard about the deeds of the Miscellaneous Dao Academy battling against numerous children of fortune in the Northern Abyss.

Thump!

After seeing the cyan fortune above her own head, Bing Yuzhu fell to the ground, her spirit crushed.

She couldn't understand why that wretched girl Bing Ya's fortune was stronger than hers, the young mistress.

Seeing this, Bing Yan turned her gaze to Bing Aogu: "Manor Lord, do you still have any doubts in your heart now?"

Bing Aogu said weakly: "This matter was indeed handled wrongly by this old one. Ya'er, you should cultivate well with your aunt from now on. The Extreme Cold Manor will always be your home."

"Mm."

Bing Ya had never seen such a manor lord and responded with lingering fear.

Bing Yan still didn't forget to twist the knife in Bing Aogu's heart: "Manor Lord, rest assured. I will cultivate Ya'er into a great sage before your passing, so she can take your position."

"You..."

Hearing this, Bing Aogu felt his chest tighten and almost fell to the ground.

"What, does the manor lord think that a great sage of the direct Bing family lineage is not qualified to rule the Extreme Cold Manor?"

The smile on Bing Yan's face became even more playful.

"Forget it, forget it."

Bing Aogu didn't refute this sentence. If he had, probably many cultivators present would turn against him.

The elders hadn't expected Bing Yan's hatred for Bing Aogu to be so intense.

To them, it didn't matter who ruled the Extreme Cold Manor.

Moreover, what force wouldn't be willing to gain a great sage out of thin air?

The younger generation of disciples, however, had different thoughts in their hearts, and many even developed the idea of following Bing Ya.

"Ya'er, let's go."

Elder Bing didn't continue to twist the knife. She didn't want Bing Aogu to die, but to make them regret. Such things needed to be done slowly.

"Yes, Master."

Bing Ya responded respectfully.

Under the watchful eyes of countless cultivators from the Extreme Cold Manor, Chu Feng and his group soared into the sky and departed.

"Madam, well done."

As soon as Chu Feng returned to the guest courtyard, he praised her without hesitation.

Bing Yan: "You flatter me, husband. Without your guidance, Ya'er wouldn't have thought of such a satisfying method."

Hearing this, Chu Feng felt something was off, but for a moment, he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong.

The Golden Winged Great Sage beside him said slowly: "Sister-in-law, how can you say my brother is so deep in his schemes?"

As soon as he spoke, two unfriendly gazes fell upon him.

The Golden Winged Great Sage immediately closed his mouth, with an expression that said he had just said nothing.

Bing Yan then changed the subject: "Husband, I'll take Ya'er to settle down first."

"Mm."

Chu Feng waved his hand: "Go on, go on."

Bing Yan brought Bing Ya to a separate room and gently touched her small face: "Ya'er, from now on with your aunt, you don't need to think about anything else, just cultivate diligently."

"Yes."

After responding, Bing Ya asked cautiously: "Are you really my aunt?"

"Of course. Although I don't like your father, you are undoubtedly my niece." Bing Yan's face darkened at the mention of the young manor lord, but her gaze towards Bing Ya remained gentle.

Seeing this, Bing Ya asked again: "Aunt, can I hug you?"

"Ah?"

Bing Yan clearly hadn't expected such a request.

Bing Ya quickly explained: "Aunt, I've never been hugged by an elder in my family since I was little. Even my mother, I could only watch from a distance until she passed away. That was the only time I ever hugged her."

Hearing this, Bing Yan's eyes immediately misted over. She actively opened her arms to hug this niece who shared her tragic fate, perhaps even worse.

Soon, she felt a trembling hand tightly embrace her, and after a short while, she noticed teardrops slowly falling onto her shoulder.

"Ya'er, with your aunt here, you will never be bullied again."

Bing Ya responded softly: "Mm, Ya'er will also cultivate hard to become your pride, Aunt!"

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