The First Lesson in Life: Loyalty and Righteousness! Selling Out Bibi Dong

"Are you my dad Qian Xunji's illegitimate son?" Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, suddenly leaned close to Lin Fan, and lowered her voice.

"You have the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, you're six years old now, and my dad also died six years ago. If we factor in the pregnancy... it all matches perfectly! In other words, you're my long-lost younger brother!"

Her words were utterly shocking!

Lin Fan looked completely dumbfounded. "What? I... you... isn't that logic way too much of a leap? I know exactly how I got this Martial Soul. It definitely has nothing to do with your dad!"

"That's even more ridiculous. My Martial Soul mutated, and it has nothing to do with your mom either!" Lin Fan hurriedly waved his hands.

But Qian Renxue refused to let it go, her gaze sharp. "Then tell me, how exactly did your Martial Soul mutate? Don't think I don't know—Bibi Dong treats you differently. Who else does she look at like her own son?"

"I..." Lin Fan was briefly speechless, while inwardly ranting like mad: She looks at me like her own son? More like she's looking at an ATM!

Seeing that he said nothing, Qian Renxue became even more convinced of her guess. "Your silence means you have a guilty conscience! I'd bet that woman secretly gave birth to you, then threw you away to hide the truth. But you were lucky enough to survive until now."

Lin Fan was at a loss for words. "Your imagination is seriously ridiculous. My Martial Soul mutated through a lucky coincidence. It really has nothing to do with my teacher! Besides, if you really had a younger brother, wouldn't she have told you?"

Qian Renxue frowned and thought for a moment. Then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's right. If that woman really had a son like you, she definitely would have told me... unless... she didn't want me to know!"

That answer left Lin Fan even more speechless. "...Have you been reading too many picture books?"

Yet the more Qian Renxue thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed!

She suddenly reached out, grabbed his cheeks, and pulled them apart. "Stop lying! Your face clearly inherited the Angel Clan's excellent genes! Your hair may be black, but your eyes are golden!"

"Ow, ow, ow!" Lin Fan slapped her hand away. "I was simply born too beautiful to hide it!"

Since his original bond had been formed with Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, Lin Fan's appearance had indeed gradually grown in the direction of those two over the years.

He really did look somewhat like a male version of Qian Renxue now.

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes and lowered her voice. "That woman Bibi Dong is devious. If you stay her student, she'll sell you out sooner or later."

Lin Fan rubbed his reddened cheeks. "My teacher's been pretty good to me. She was just extorting me... no, helping me reasonably allocate Immortal Herbs."

He truly could not imagine just how terrible Qian Renxue's impression of Bibi Dong had to be!

Seeing that he absolutely refused to admit it, Qian Renxue stopped pressing the matter and decided to poach someone from her mother's side. That brat would acknowledge his ancestors eventually anyway, so pulling him to her side first could not hurt.

"Fine. Since you won't admit it, let's change the subject." Qian Renxue released him, her eyes narrowing slightly. "What benefits did Bibi Dong give you to make you so devoted to her?"

Lin Fan rubbed the cheek she had pinched red and muttered, "Nothing much. She taught me how to cultivate and gave me resources..."

"That's it?" Qian Renxue scoffed. "How many resources could she have given you? Spirit Bones? Immortal Herbs? Or Soul Rings?"

"Uh... currently... no Soul Rings yet... and no Spirit Bones either."

His first Soul Ring had been "voluntarily" sacrificed, so it had little to do with Bibi Dong.

"Heh." Qian Renxue had now labeled Bibi Dong a "bad teacher." "Tell me what you want directly."

"Are you sure?" Lin Fan asked tentatively.

"I'm sure. As long as it's something I can give." Qian Renxue looked utterly confident.

"Then I have two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones." Lin Fan looked completely serious.

Qian Renxue froze for a moment, then laughed. "You're joking with me, right? Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones? Do you think they're cabbages?"

Seeing Lin Fan's serious expression, Qian Renxue was briefly speechless. Her mouth twitched. "I don't have Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones either. How about... you pick something else?"

"Something else?" Lin Fan blinked innocently. "Then... how about the Angel Trial? I heard it's pretty interesting. Can I give it a try?"

Qian Renxue froze. "Are you crazy? That's the Angel Trial. One wrong move and you could lose half your life! Are you sure you haven't lost your mind?"

Lin Fan gave an awkward laugh. "Hehe, I just want to challenge myself."

What he really wanted was to mooch off the Angel Trial's rewards and raise all his Soul Ring ages. If the Angel Statue was as generous as the Sea God, he could also pick up a God-Bestowed Soul Ring along the way.

He was not worried that the Angel God would give him God-Level Nine Trials either. He dared guarantee that the Asura God and Evil God would come knocking with blades in hand—but he could not say that aloud.

"Why do those words sound so punchable?" Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes. "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Of course not!" Lin Fan put on a serious face. "I'm the most honest person around. If I say I want to try the trial, then I really want to try it."

Qian Renxue stared at him for a long time. The more she looked, the more unreliable this brat seemed, but she still said,

"Fine. I can ask Grandpa to give you this opportunity, but whether you can pass will depend on you. Whether the Angel God grants you a trial isn't up to me."

Upon hearing that, Lin Fan immediately nodded with a grin. "No problem, no problem. Then it's settled!"

Qian Renxue was speechless. "You really are... forget it, I can't be bothered with you. If the trial makes you cry for your parents later, don't expect me to help you."

Lin Fan waved his hand. "Don't worry. I definitely won't cry. At most, I'll scream a couple times."

Qian Renxue: "..."

"Then..." Lin Fan suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice. "As an exchange, how about I tell you a secret? One about my teacher."

"Deal!" Qian Renxue clapped her hands in delight, but then narrowed her eyes. "You're betraying your teacher that quickly? Won't you stab me in the back just as easily someday?"

Lin Fan immediately straightened his back and declared righteously, "Absolutely not! The first lesson in life: loyalty and righteousness!"

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow. "What's the second lesson?"

Lin Fan grinned. "Forgetting your roots."

"The third?"

"Backstabbing."

Qian Renxue: "..."

She took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to slap this little rascal to death, and gritted her teeth. "You'd better get to the point, or I can't guarantee you'll leave this room alive."

Lin Fan shrank his neck and lowered his voice. "Actually... my teacher has recently been secretly gathering clues about the Rakshasa God's inheritance."

"What?!"

"Shh—keep it down!" Lin Fan looked around. "She thinks I don't know, but I peeked at her notes last time. They were full of content about the Rakshasa God's God Trials. It seems she's already reached the fifth trial."

He sold out Bibi Dong without the slightest hesitation. Qian Daoliu knew about it anyway.

Only Qian Renxue did not know. She thought she had hit the jackpot.