One More Thigh Added

Phoenix Douluo. These words kept repeating in Lin Mo's mind. He stared blankly, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at the old man before him.

Even Qian Renxue, the adorable little girl, sensed that something was off in those words. She looked at the old man, then at Lin Mo, as though examining something.

This old man is too old. I can't really tell whether he looks like Lin Mo.

Could this mysterious old man be some relative of Lin Mo's?

"Commander Lin, the Grand Priest told me to come find you."

Lin Mo steadied himself and slowly spoke.

After saying that, Lin Mo looked at Lin Haosheng with a complicated expression. He hesitated, seeming to want to speak but holding back. In the end, after a moment of uncertainty, he still opened his mouth.

"Do you... have a blood relationship with me?"

He had finally voiced the doubt in his heart.

Lin Haosheng looked at Lin Mo without speaking. He merely studied him quietly, as though countless emotions flashed through his eyes.

"You really... look alike..."

In Lin Mo, Lin Haosheng saw Lin Ce's shadow. Their brows, eyes, and facial contours were exactly the same.

"This isn't the place to talk. Come with me first."

After a long silence, Lin Haosheng spoke flatly.

He turned and headed deeper into the legion.

Lin Mo and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance, then hurriedly followed.

The shouts of battle from the training grounds gradually faded behind them, replaced by endless quiet.

Following Lin Haosheng, they arrived at a distinctive courtyard. The scenery was beautiful, birds sang amid fragrant flowers, and the surroundings were tranquil.

It was practically an elegant haven for relaxation and recuperation.

"Sit."

Lin Haosheng slowly settled into a reclining chair, stretching out comfortably before lying back in contentment.

Lin Mo and Qian Renxue obediently sat on wooden chairs nearby, quietly waiting for Lin Haosheng to continue.

Lin Haosheng closed his eyes and remained silent. Only after a long while did he speak.

"Lin Mo... you've grown up..."

"I watched your father grow up back then. He was a good child... What a pity..."

"By seniority, you should call me Second Grandpa."

"I am also the clan head of our branch."

After Lin Haosheng said this, Lin Mo froze for a moment before quickly realizing what it meant.

That was true. Given his parents' talent, and the fact that their branch was a collateral branch of the Qian family, how could they possibly have no other relatives?

After all, in terms of bloodline, Qian Daoliu's connection to Lin Mo was very distant.

They were already beyond the fifth degree of kinship. Tracing their bloodline back, there were nearly seven or eight generations between them.

"Second Grandpa..."

Lin Mo murmured the title.

Lin Haosheng nodded. With a slight movement of his fingers, the chair straightened. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Mo seriously.

"You may be wondering why you never met me before. When your parents met with disaster, why didn't I do anything?"

Lin Mo nodded. He had indeed been thinking that. Lin Haosheng was a Super Douluo-level powerhouse, and from his words, it was clear that he had been close to Lin Mo's family.

Yet after Lin Mo's parents were killed in an attack by evil soul masters, he had done nothing. Lin Mo had never even met him. It was indeed puzzling.

"Hehe, then we must start with our family's history."

"Your grandfather and I were biological brothers."

"Our line had always passed down through a single heir. It was only in our generation that this curse was broken, and there were two brothers."

"But your grandfather's talent was not as good, and he had suffered from a strange illness since childhood. After your father was born, he passed away from illness."

"Your grandmother eventually fell ill from grief as well. After your father was born, she soon followed him."

"Your father was therefore entrusted to my care, and I raised him."

Lin Mo nodded to himself, finally understanding why there were practically no people around him who were closely related to him by blood.

So their family had always been passed down through a single line.

But logically speaking, since his grandfather's generation had produced two brothers, shouldn't the family have expanded from there?

As if he had guessed Lin Mo's thoughts, Lin Haosheng continued.

"In my early years, I pursued the ultimate heights of soul mastery single-mindedly, and so I neglected my family."

"Thus, I never started a family of my own, nor did I leave behind any descendants."

"Hehe, perhaps that was fate, fulfilling the legacy of our family?"

Lin Mo found his gaze turning strange at those words, unsure what to say.

No way, would I only have one descendant in the future too? Lin Mo did not think so. After all, the elders of his family were all far too devoted to one love.

They simply did not understand the principle of casting a wide net. If each of my lovers gave me one child, then wouldn't ten lovers give me ten children?

Wouldn't that make the family grow?

Of course, it was only a passing thought. There was no way he would actually do something that outrageous.

After all, that would easily turn him into a breeding machine—a damn stud.

"Later, when your father grew a little older, I began to let go. Most of the time, I left him in the care of the still-young Qian Daoliu."

Lin Mo truly felt that the seniority between them was a complete mess. Logically speaking, if he was supposed to call Qian Daoliu Great-Grandfather, then Lin Haosheng should have called Qian Daoliu Uncle.

But it seemed that Lin Haosheng did not really acknowledge that uncle.

"Later, when I became a Soul Douluo, I ventured alone deep into the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts."

"There, I obtained my first hundred-thousand-year soul ring."

Lin Mo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Lin Haosheng.

"A... a hundred thousand years?"

Lin Haosheng smiled faintly. Then, his aura changed, becoming terrifying and oppressive.

His body visibly grew younger, while his features became handsome and vigorous, as though he were in his prime.

An aura sharing the same origin as Lin Mo's emerged, but the Light Phoenix martial soul behind Lin Haosheng was clearly far more powerful. After all, he was a Titled Douluo-level expert.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red.

Nine soul rings appeared, and their astonishing configuration nearly blinded Lin Mo.

With a casual wave of his hand, Lin Haosheng dispersed the terrifying aura. His martial soul returned to his body, and the nine soul rings vanished.

He became frail and aged once more, his face covered in the marks of time.

"That hundred-thousand-year soul ring was obtained by my own hand—from a Golden Eagle Emperor who had just survived its heavenly tribulation."

"I caught him off guard and killed him."

"In the end, I lost myself to the temptation of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring. Having only just entered the Soul Douluo rank, I dared to challenge the absorption of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring."

"It was both my opportunity and the curse of my life."

"The price of forcibly absorbing a hundred-thousand-year soul ring was the depletion of my life force. It also left me unable to break through to Rank 99 for the rest of my life."

"Such were the times, such was fate. Destiny truly toyed with me."

"When your father met with disaster, I was in life-or-death seclusion, trying to break through to Rank 99 in one go."

"In the end, I still failed."

"By the time I emerged from seclusion, everything was already too late."

"In my rage, I had wanted to go straight to Slaughter City and slaughter everyone there."

"But Qian Daoliu stopped me. That was when I first learned of your existence. You were four years old that year."

After saying that, Lin Haosheng fell silent for a long time.

Lin Mo opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he did not know what to say.