Love and Hate

She wanted a considerate daughter. She had thought she had one, too. But she had never imagined—

Like father, like daughter. She was Jiang Fengnian's child, all right.

Despair spread across Madam Jiang's face. She soon learned, though, that she was still far from knowing true despair.

"This was my body and my Spiritual Root to begin with! Weren't you curious how I managed to break through in the middle of a fight?" Jiang Baozhu was so furious that she began exposing the truth herself. "Because this cultivation was mine all along! What's wrong with taking back what belongs to me?"

When she finished, she turned her faintly bloodshot eyes on the three Cloudglow Sect disciples. "Tell them. Am I at Eighth-Layer Qi Refining or not?"

"S-Senior Sister Baozhu? Is it really... you?"

The second senior brother of the Cloudglow Sect was trembling so badly his voice rattled. Fear and disbelief had swallowed every thought in his head. Heavens, how could their dear, respected Senior Sister Baozhu be this kind of person? Senior Brother, I'm sorry! If I'd known, I never would have come today—

"Answer me!"

"Y-yes, yes, yes! You're at Eighth-Layer Qi Refining."

Satisfied, Jiang Baozhu withdrew her gaze. "You can check my cultivation for yourself, Little Grandmaster-Uncle."

But was that the point? Of course it wasn't!

Bian Chunchou's brain had overloaded, and even Wen Xu was stunned by the tangled affairs of the Jiang Household's inner residence. Two daughters alone had stirred up such an enormous mess. Humans truly never disappointed him.

"So you're saying the life you occupied before belonged to Jiang Baozhu. Have I understood that correctly?"

Wen Xu had understood perfectly. But Madam Jiang... Madam Jiang was going mad. If she had not been so weak and trapped in their grasp, she might already