novelraw Chapter 1410 714: Classic Dilemma—Choose One of Two
Chapter 1410 714: Classic Dilemma—Choose One of Two
Fake.
Minkler's father might have exploded, but it's unlikely that Minkler's father actually exploded.
Because right under Lou Feng and Minkler's noses, the pouring blood rain rose once again, gathered towards the sky, and in the blink of an eye, was completely restored.
Busstaman laughed maniacally, spewing out a black tide from his mouth, blowing it towards the three-headed, six-armed Bogio!
"Your dad is alive," Lou Feng said.
"..."
Minkler's expression twitched: "I saw that, can't you say something I don't already know?"
Boom!!!
In the earth-shaking sound of True Words, blazing light burned fiercely.
"This move is the Fire of Envy and Jealousy."
Lou Feng, in a friendly manner, explained: "Wulou Temple emphasizes 'Void' and 'Nirvana', believing that everything acquired postnatally does not truly belong to anyone. If one wants to truly attain Supreme Perfect Enlightenment, then everything aside from oneself is external, even what one perceives as oneself is nothing but an inverted illusion. The Treasure Bead refined by Incompetent Fire Meditation represents true self-nature, the only Righteous Law.
Other than that, all love and hatred, even compassion, are considered evil thoughts and devil's paths, to be thoroughly stripped away. What's burning now is the discriminatory mind stripped away from self-nature by the monk, further igniting envy and jealousy..."
"Huh?"
Minkler was dumbfounded, like a wooden chicken: "I didn't understand."
"Oh, simply put, your dad got set on fire."
"..."
Minkler hesitated to speak.
Boom!!!
"Your dad was struck by lightning."
This time, Lou Feng was succinct.
Minkler's expression twitched, you just wanted to say this all along, didn't you!
After another thunderous sound, just as Lou Feng opened his mouth, Minkler couldn't help but raise his hand: "Alright, I get it... you don't need to say anymore."
In the short silence, Lou Feng sighed regretfully.
Your dad does have a lot going on!
A hurricane swept by.
But where in the Netherworld would a hurricane come from? Memories of countless broken spirits surged like a tide in the struggle, raging unchecked.
The Chun Jun in Lou Feng's hands slashed down, silently cutting open a gap within them.
The two seemed like phantoms, stirring no waves, attracting no attention.
Within the body of this Family God, bizarre scenes continuously manifested and disappeared; the ground cracked, the sky collapsed, and the entire Xiang State was riddled with fissures, blood gushing like springs.
Underneath the fractured crust, fleshly tendrils appeared, spewing out twisted corpses as further activation occurred, some writhing, others growing like giant trees, rising, one after another.
These were the pillars of the Family God, or rather the chains shackling this power.
The ancestral spirits and elders of the Chopra family through the ages.
Those whose heroic and wise appearances were elaborately depicted on the oil paintings hanging throughout the family mansion, now only soulless, twisted faces remained.
In fact, most of them were on the brink of becoming indistinguishable from Busstaman's countenance.
"Persistent effort over time wears hard stones."
Lou Feng sighed, "Your dad sure put in quite the work on the ancestral spirits of past generations... not easy at all for Reversed Heavenly Gang."
Minkler raised his hand to suggest: "Why not just call him by his name?"
"Isn't this for your immersion?"
"Not necessary, thanks!"
Minkler's expression twitched again, glancing at Busstaman who was laughing wildly at the moment, his expression darkened.
Where is this supposed 'fatherly love and filial piety'?
From the beginning, he was the chosen sacrificial lamb, Busstaman's tool to incite infighting and slaughter among offspring, a sufficiently outstanding and precisely weighted sacrifice.
Consider loss before considering victory.
Ji Jue is never scared to contemplate opponents in the most sinister ways, besides, doing things always requires more than one plan; there ought to be at least some contingencies, right?
The more complex the plan, the easier issues arise. No matter how many contingencies there are, they can only patch up and mitigate loss; to truly win, to securely achieve goals, one must first clarify the worst possible outcomes.
This includes considering Busstaman's life or death.
Although the old guy died thoroughly in front of everyone, considering what he stirred up before he died leaves one wondering if there's more to it... even if it's not him, there's definitely someone trying to muddy the waters.
After communicating with Lou Feng, the two concluded—the main issue and trouble likely existed inside the body of the Chopra family's Family God, aside from external prying eyes!
Even if there weren't any issues, they needed to proceed as if there were.
A craftsman operates this way, never fighting an unprepared battle.
Even wasting some materials is better than lying down waiting for death after encountering trouble while gambling on sheer luck.
Therefore, by going through great lengths and using Chun Jun, they smuggled Lou Feng's Sub-spirit into the Family God's body, to be fully prepared... otherwise, they wouldn't have witnessed such a spectacular scene.
"Your dad really has something going on."
Amid the ongoing struggle between the parties, Lou Feng remarked: "To actually utilize the essence of the Family God and the traditions of the Chopra family to resolve the greatest issues concerning himself, the Family God, and the Chopra family...
Surely this plan wasn't something devised within a year, right?"
No, perhaps when he began playing stud, 'mass producing' heirs for the family, he had already conceived such thoughts.
Everyone assumed he regarded offspring as mere tools for garnering support and expanding family influence, never expecting he'd spare neither their lives nor souls!
He aimed to use his own will to replace, usurp the position of the Family God!
The root of the Family God is the bloodline of the Chopra family, its essence is the assemblage of ancestral soul spirits. After blending with numerous Secret Rituals, it forms a colossal complex spiritual body, a difficult-to-fully-control artificial evil spirit.