The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1142

The Son-Trapping Father

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With injuries this severe, an ordinary person would have died within seconds, without any chance of holding on.

Yet Mo Mo, who had fallen, still forced himself to endure the pain and struggled to rise onto one knee.

"Sometimes, not resisting is more comfortable... Deal with him."

Lai Caisheng waved his hand. Behind him, Miss Gong stepped forward several paces and came before Mo Mo.

Looking at Mo Mo, the Daoist Association secretary slowly raised her palm. She clearly had no intention of saying anything more to Mo Mo—but clearly, Mo Mo still intended to struggle a little.

"Your boss could have killed me directly with just a little more strength earlier, but he didn't. Instead, he had you do it. Do you know why?"

Miss Gong frowned... Behind her, Lai Caisheng was checking on the 71st Generation Heavenly Heart. At these words, he slightly turned his head.

"He can't kill people." Mo Mo coughed up a mouthful of blood. "If he kills someone, it means his cultivation has been broken."

Whether this was an alarmist threat or merely a bluff, it nevertheless successfully made Miss Gong frown and stop her hand.

Even Lai Caisheng slowly turned around. His gaze passed beside Miss Gong and landed on Mo Mo. After a long silence, he asked, "You know?"

"Bodhi Brahma Sound... It's a technique like that, right?" Mo Mo struggled to prop himself up. The instant he fully stood, his body swayed twice before he straightened. "When the true Buddhist sect was wiped out by the Daoist sects working together at the founding of the New Kingdom, most Buddhist cultivation techniques vanished in that catastrophe... The Buddhist sect had a very mysterious technique called 'Bodhi Brahma Sound.' It was said that those who cultivated it could accumulate their cultivation over lifetime

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