You Call This Winning Our Complete Conviction? You're Killing Us and Destroying Our Hearts!

"This... how is this possible?"

Bing Aogu subconsciously took half a step back, finding it hard to accept the reality before her.

After all, in his own mind, he was a good elder and a good manor lord. The reason why the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor had fallen to this state was because of a lack of successors, not because he, as the manor lord, was incompetent.

But Bing Yan's actions today have cemented his place in the annals of shame.

How can you, the dignified master of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor, not even know that your own granddaughter has become a maid? What face do you have to be the master?

Bing Yan smiled and said, "Master, if you don't believe me, you can do a blood test to verify kinship. Our Extreme Cold Mountain Manor isn't without similar magic."

"No need."

Bing Aogu knew very well how strong the Bing Clan's bloodline was; it was impossible for an outsider to look five-tenths like his legitimate daughter for no reason.

Bing Yan continued, "So, does the Master still think there's a problem with me taking my own niece as my disciple?"

These words shattered the last shred of resolve in Bing Aogu's heart. He took half a step back and said weakly, "I'm tired. You can decide what to do next."

"The master is in a hurry to leave."

Bing Yan had no intention of letting the other party off so easily.

Everyone present trembled upon hearing these words; they never expected Elder Bing to be so shrewd and calculating.

Even the manor lord couldn't outmaneuver her; if they had spoken first, they would probably have been wiped out long ago.

What do you want to do?

Bing Aogu forced himself to speak.

"I just want to tell everyone here why I took my niece Qin'er as my disciple. It's not because she's my blood relative, but because her talent is unparalleled in the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor!"

After speaking, Bing Yan glanced at everyone present.

Although everyone questioned Bing Yan's words, no one dared to refute them.

Bing Aogu narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Bing Yan said calmly, "The Lord of the Extreme Cold Manor has a treasure for testing one's innate talent. Why don't you take it out and let Qin'er test it?"

"Are you really going to do this?"

Bing Aogu asked, word by word.

Bing Yan pressed on, saying, "If the Master finds this troublesome, I can also ask my husband to cast a spell to show you your own fortune, so that you will be completely convinced."

Upon hearing this, everyone present turned extremely pale. This wasn't about winning us over; it was about destroying our spirit!

Just then, Uncle Jiu sensed that the atmosphere had reached its peak and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Yan'er, we all know your discerning eye. Besides, this little girl Qin'er has your blood flowing through her veins, so naturally she has Peerless luck. We shouldn't be so ignorant."

Upon hearing this, the elders all agreed, "That's right, we don't need to learn anything new."

But the younger generation didn't think that way. They had finally gotten the chance to join the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, so naturally they wanted to see where they were inferior to this maid.

Soon, someone in the crowd spoke up, "We would like to see something of value; we would be grateful if Elder Bing could broaden our horizons."

"Exactly! I refuse to believe she's better than me!"

Bing Yushu said, seemingly insane.

The elders shook their heads as they heard the shouts of the young disciples.

These kids are still too young; seeing too much of certain things won't do them any good.

Listening to the sounds from the training ground, Bing Yan smiled and said, "Ninth Uncle, it's not that we don't want to give you face, but the younger generation just wants to give up completely."

After speaking, she turned her gaze to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "There's no need for me to handle such a trivial matter personally. You can take care of it, Qin'er."

"Promise."

Qin Qin responded and took a step forward. She slowly removed her blindfold, and the moment her heterochromatic eyes appeared, a gasp of surprise rippled through the training ground.

"The White-Robed Zither Demon!"

"Are you out of your mind? That's Elder Qin, not the White-Robed Zither Demon!"

"..."

Qin Qin ignored the way people addressed her and said calmly, "I will use my pupil technique to measure your fortune. Fortune is Giant Elephant by eight colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and gold. Red is the lowest and has the lowest fortune. Gold is the best."

I've seen Child of Fortune with a golden aura hundreds of feet tall; don't feel inferior when you see your own aura later."

As she finished speaking, Dao Light emanated from her eyes, enveloping all the young disciples of the Bing Clan present.

Soon after, a stream of energy appeared above each person's head.

"You've been cheated on! You've been cheated on!"

"What's so great about your yellow/yellow luck?"

"..."

Every young cultivator present was observing the fortunes of their friend.

Soon, people's attention fell on Bing Qin, who had a faint purple aura that rose nineteen feet above her head, making her stand out in the entire martial arts arena.

Qin Qin said calmly, "Have you all finished reading?"

"Thank you, Elder Qin."

After the young cultivators responded, they all bowed to Qin Qin.

They're all young and passionate, and they value fairness and justice. Seeing that Bing Qin's luck is stronger than theirs, they naturally have nothing to say.

Everyone grew up listening to stories of the Child of Fortune, and they had also heard about the Miscellaneous Dao Institute's great battle against the Child of Fortune in the Northern Abyss.

Thump!

Upon seeing the azure aura above her head, Bing Yushu collapsed to the ground, utterly distraught.

She just couldn't understand why that slutty girl Bing Ya had better luck than her, the young lady.

Seeing this, Bing Yan turned her gaze to Bing Aogu: "Master, do you still have any questions in your mind?"

Bing Aogu said weakly, "It was indeed my fault in this matter. Qin'er, from now on, cultivate diligently with your aunt. Extreme Cold Mountain Manor will always be your home."

"Um."

Bing Qin had never seen the manor lord like this before, and responded with lingering fear.

Bing Yan didn't forget to deliver another blow to Bing Aogu's heart. "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely cultivate Qin'er into a Great Sage before you pass away, so that she can take your place."

"You..."

Upon hearing this, Bing Aogu felt a tightness in her chest and almost collapsed to the ground.

"What, does the Master think that a Great Sage from the Bing Clan is not qualified to lead the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor?"

Bing Yan's smile became even more playful.

"That's enough, that's enough."

Bing Aogu did not refute this statement. If he had, many of the cultivators present would probably have turned against him.

The elders had not expected Bing Yan to harbor such intense hatred for Bing Aogu.

For them, it doesn't matter who takes charge of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor.

Moreover, which power wouldn't want to gain a Great Sage for no reason?

The younger generation of disciples, however, had different thoughts in their hearts, and many even had the idea of following Bing Qin.

"Qin'er, let's go."

Elder Bing did not finish them off. She did not want Bing Aogu to die, but rather to make them regret their actions. These things should be done slowly.

"Yes, Master."

Bing Qin responded respectfully.

Under the watchful eyes of countless cultivators from the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor, Chu Feng and his group flew away.

"Well done, madam."

As soon as Chu Feng returned to the guest courtyard, he praised her without reservation.

Bing Yan: "My lord, Yan'er flatter me. Without your guidance, I wouldn't have been able to come up with such a delightful solution."

Chu Feng felt that something was off when he heard this, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

Great Sage Golden Wing said quietly from the side, "Sister-in-law, how can you say my brother is so cunning?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two unfriendly gazes fell upon him.

Great Sage Golden Wing immediately shut his mouth, as if to say that he had not said anything at all.

Bing Yan quickly changed the subject. "Husband, let me settle Qin'er down first."

"Um."

Chu Feng waved his hand. "Go, go."

Bing Yan led Bing Qin to a private room and gently touched her little face. "Qin'er, from now on, you don't need to worry about anything here with your aunt. Just focus on your cultivation."

"Promise."

After Bing Qin responded, she asked cautiously, "Are you really my aunt?"

"Of course. Although I don't like your father, you are undoubtedly my niece." Bing Yan's face darkened when she mentioned the young master, but her gaze towards Bing Qin remained gentle.

Seeing this, Bing Qin asked again, "Auntie, can I hug you?"

"Ah?"

Bing Yan clearly hadn't expected the other party to make such a request.

Bing Qin quickly explained, "Auntie, I've never been held by any of the elders in my family since I was little. Even my mother could only watch her from afar until she passed away, and I only held her once then."

Upon hearing the sound, Bing Yan's eyes immediately blurred. She instinctively opened her arms and hugged her niece, who shared a similar, or even worse, fate with her.

Soon she felt a trembling hand hug her tightly, and a moment later she noticed tears slowly dripping down her shoulder.

"Qin'er, with your aunt around, you'll never be bullied again."

Bing Qin replied softly, "Yes, Qin'er will also work hard in her cultivation and become Aunt's pride!"