Crack!
As the meatball wailed in agony, Li Jing's long sword cleaved it in two.
Innate Spiritual Qi surged out of it, while its Blood Energy and vital essence vanished into thin air.
"My child!"
"Li Jing, how could you kill our flesh and blood with your own hands!"
Lady Yin hurriedly gathered the two halves of the meatball into her arms. Tears and snot streamed down her face as she sobbed, her cries filled with heartbreak.
At that very moment!
A tender voice sounded beside Lady Yin's ear. A three-year-old child, dressed in a red bellyband, opened his eyes and gently stroked her hair.
"Mother, Nezha's fine!"
Seeing Nezha, Lady Yin's grief turned to joy, and she held him tightly in her arms.
Ignoring Li Jing, Nezha lifted Lady Yin's clothes and began to suckle. He soon quieted down, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
Seeing this, Li Jing gritted his teeth.
Those two bulges were his source of food, but now Nezha had stolen them.
Damn it!
"Madam, hand that monster over at once! I'll kill it myself!"
"Bewitching people is an unforgivable crime!"
Li Jing's angry shout shattered the calm inside the room.
As True Person Du'e's disciple, he had guessed that Nezha must be the reincarnation of some mighty being, which was why he was so extraordinary.
But was Nezha really his child?
Li Jing found it hard to accept.
For all he knew, this three-year-old child was actually some old geezer who was hundreds of thousands of years old, taking advantage of his wife. His intentions were clearly suspect.
Seeing this, Nezha broke free of Lady Yin's embrace and stood before Li Jing with his hands on his hips, anger on his face.
"You old bastard! You destroyed my innate spirit body and still