When Feng Jun asked Sumiao to punish him, he had already made preparations. As long as she dared make a move, he would immediately leave the plane.
He could not worry about Red Sister and Good Scenery in the Blessing Courtyard, but after returning to the Blue Star Realm, he absolutely would not come back to the Phone Plane until he had charged into the Emergence from Dust High Stage, ensuring that nothing went wrong here.
When he returned to the Phone Plane, then sorry, but an Emergence from Dust High Stage cultivator against an ailing Golden Core—he still had some confidence.
However, Sumiao's revelation left him somewhat bewildered. "She is... your granddaughter?"
Kong Ziyi was clearly stunned as well. "Master, you... you must be joking."
Sumiao glanced at her indifferently. "I repeatedly warned you that I am not your master, nor are you allowed to address me that way. Ziyi, I simply did not want you to muddle the generations."
Kong Ziyi raised a hand to cover her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief.
Sumiao ignored her and looked at Feng Jun instead. "You think I was also afflicted by the Chaos Yin-Yang Curse, which is why I needed to take in male disciples... is that it?"
Feng Jun felt a chill run down his back, his clothes soaked through with sweat, but he still forced himself to answer. "The balancing of yin and yang is the Great Dao... I had no intention of slandering you, True Adept."
Sumiao merely looked at him without speaking. Only after a long while did she sigh and utter three words. "Can it be cured?"
Feng Jun shook his head and answered bluntly, "It cannot, unless True Adept can invite a Dao Integration mighty one."
Sumiao stared blankly at him for a moment,