This Zhao Surname Can Go to Hell (Please Keep Reading)

In just a few sentences, the First Branch had already seen the writing on the wall.

The people they had invited this time were likely not reinforcements, but unwelcome guests! The First Branch was dumbfounded, and so was the blood-vomiting Zhao Jinding.

At this moment, Wei Chengwo, unwilling to be left out, stepped forward and said warmly, "I never expected Fellow Daoist Chen to be so close with the Second Branch. This old man is Wei Chengwo, and I am related to the Second Branch by marriage. So, we are not outsiders."

Chen Zichuan glanced at Wei Chengwo and immediately began exchanging pleasantries with him.

Within a few sentences, the two quietly drew closer.

Seeing Chen Zichuan getting sidetracked, the old woman deliberately reminded him, "Fellow Daoist Chen, business comes first!"

Chen Zichuan nodded, ending the conversation before saying to Zhao Jingang, "Let me introduce you. This is Wei Senior of the Subduing Dragon Wei Family from the West Barren Continent, an expert at Foundation Establishment Late Stage."

"Wei Senior, greetings!" Zhao Jingang hurriedly cupped his hands in salute.

Chen Zichuan continued, "Wei Senior came today for his martial nephew Jinfu. More precisely, he intends to bring him back to the Wei Family to acknowledge his ancestors and return to his clan."

What? Acknowledging his ancestors and returning to his clan?! Wasn't Zhao Jinfu a member of the Zhao Family? How had he become a member of the Wei Family again? The Chong Generation clansmen in United Hearts Hall were utterly confused.

Yet all the older members, those of the Jin and Ke generations, had changed expressions.

This involved an exceedingly private family scandal. The juniors did not know of it, but they knew every detail.

Back then, Ancestor Zhao Zhongge had a granddaughter named Zhao Changzhi, whom the old ancestor had cherished dearly.

Yet she had done something back then that brought shame upon the family.

Zhao Changzhi had gone out for half a year.

When she returned, someone discovered that she was pregnant—and carrying a bastard child. Everyone asked who the child's father was, but Zhao Changzhi refused to say even under threat of death.

Because of this incident, Ancestor Zhao Zhongge had flown into a thunderous rage. After Zhao Changzhi gave birth, he married her off to a place tens of thousands of miles away.

From then on, she became a taboo within the Zhao Family. No one dared mention her.

Whenever anyone asked, they only said that she had died in childbirth.

But what no one had expected was that this bastard child possessed spiritual roots—and not only that, he was exceptionally gifted and remarkably intelligent.

"This is bad. Could Jinfu's father be someone from the Wei Family?"

At that thought, everyone who knew the truth felt an ominous premonition rise in their hearts.

At this moment, Zhao Jinding struggled up from the ground, rushed forward, and argued loudly, "You are mistaken! Jinfu is a direct descendant of the Zhao Family. He cannot possibly be a member of your Wei Family."

The old woman gave a cold smile. "This old woman tested him with a third-tier Bloodline Talisman. He absolutely carries the bloodline of my Wei Family, and his blood relation to my family's ancestor is extremely close. Could a third-tier Bloodline Talisman possibly be wrong?"

The Bloodline Talisman naturally could not be wrong, especially not a third-tier one.

Zhao Jinding had no answer, but he still clung to a final shred of hope as he looked at Zhao Jinfu.

"Jinfu, you—"

Zhao Jinfu suddenly cut him off. In an even tone, he said, "My father's surname is Wei, so naturally my surname is Wei as well. This Zhao surname can go to hell. From today onward, I will change my name to Wei Fu. From now on, I have nothing whatsoever to do with your Zhao Family."

"You beast! How has the Zhao Family wronged you all these years? You—"

Zhao Jinding trembled with rage. The old ancestor's bones were not yet cold, and Zhao Jinfu was already casting aside the Zhao Family's debt for giving him life and raising him, running off to seek refuge with this so-called Wei Family.

Bah! Had the Wei Family ever fed you a single mouthful of food or a single drop of milk?

"You beast!" Zhao Jinding charged forward, wanting only to beat him senseless, heedless of anything else.

The Zhao Family clansmen were also filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could beat this beast who had forgotten his roots to death.

Well, except Zhao Sheng.

He did not care. No matter what surname he bore, he was still his blood descendant.

Judging from Chen Zichuan's exceptionally courteous attitude toward the old woman, this so-called Subduing Dragon Wei Family was anything but ordinary!

Tears streamed down Zhao Chongwei's face as she murmured through her sobs, "Brother Jinfu, you are a direct descendant of the Zhao Family's First Branch! How could you... how could you... change your surname!"

"Hmph!" With a sweep of her sleeve, the old woman sent Zhao Jinding—who was charging forward like a crazed tiger, intent on striking someone—flying far away once more. He rolled seven or eight times across the ground, blood flowing from all seven of his facial orifices.

Zhao Jingang, however, remained calm. After considering his words, he asked, "Jinfu, what is so good about the Wei Family? Even if the Wei Family is stronger than the Zhao Family, you are the Zhao Family's direct grandson. Once you establish your foundation, the Zhao Family will sooner or later be placed in your hands."

A trace of mockery flashed across Zhao Jinfu's face as he said resentfully, "The Zhao Family?! Look at you people from the two branches of the Zhao Family—fighting each other, framing each other, colluding with outsiders, all for the sake of a mere Foundation Establishment Pill!"

As he spoke, he pointed at the plaque in the Main Hall bearing the words United Hearts Hall. "Hmph, United Hearts Hall. What a joke! I have no use for the Zhao Family! Nor do I want to be a Zhao Family member!"

He took out a Storage Bag. "Everything your Zhao Family has given me over the years, I will return to you twofold today!"

Zhao Jinfu looked over the members of the First Branch one by one, until he noticed Zhao Sheng, whose expression remained calm.

He was quite surprised. He had not expected someone like this to exist within the First Branch.

After studying his appearance, Zhao Jinfu suddenly recalled that this person seemed to be called Zhao Chonghe.

After some thought, he made up his mind and said, "Your Zhao Family is rotten to the core. There is only one person here who is barely tolerable to look at. Today, I will hand these things to him to deal with."

With that, he tossed the Storage Bag into Zhao Sheng's arms.

"From this day forward, the Zhao Family of Dragon Carp Lake has nothing to do with me!"

After saying that, Zhao Jinfu turned around and strode out of United Hearts Hall without a trace of reluctance.

"Heh heh, Zhao Family!"

The old woman of the Wei Family sneered twice, then turned and followed Zhao Jinfu away.

In her eyes, the Zhao Family, without even a single Foundation Establishment cultivator, was nothing but a joke—not even qualified to carry the Wei Family's shoes.

Wei Chengwo watched the old woman of the Wei Family leave, thinking that this farce should be coming to an end.

So, he gave Zhao Jingang a look.

Zhao Jingang understood and nodded slightly.

He strode up to Zhao Sheng, held out a hand, and barked, "Hand it over!"

Zhao Sheng took a step back without saying a word.

Because before he even needed to speak, the First Branch clansmen were already in an uproar.

"Pah! Old bastard, if you want to snatch the Storage Bag, you'll have to ask whether our First Branch agrees first."

"Jinfu is one of our First Branch, and the Storage Bag was given to our First Branch. Naturally, we decide what to do with it."

"Chong He, get over here! Watch the thing—don't let anyone snatch it away."

Everyone in the Zhao Family knew just how many resources the clan had poured into Zhao Jinfu over the years.

It could be said that it was more than enough to buy another Foundation Establishment Pill, let alone twice that amount.

Cultivators were exceedingly pragmatic. Knowing that Zhao Jinfu had set his heart on severing ties with the clan, and that the matter was already beyond saving, most of the clansmen swiftly changed their thinking and turned their attention toward Zhao Sheng.

Their eyes brimmed with greed, longing, and jealousy.

They could not be blamed for being so petty and putting on such an ugly display.

These past years, they had suffered too bitterly.

They had truly had enough of those days when they wished they could split a single Spirit Stone in half to spend.

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