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They have the morning off.

Qin Ruchuan's heart sank, and many guesses flashed through his mind.

Dai Yunkai made an inviting gesture.

"If you don't mind, let's talk in the conference room!"

Qin Ruchuan gave him a deep look, then turned and went into the conference room.

The door to the house was closed, leaving only the two people sitting facing each other in the large room.

Qin Ruchuan didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he spoke calmly about the matter.

"If you've come to me for Xu Fu-Xiao, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed: although I know his mother, he is not my child."

Chapter 1412 Gathering on the Road

This statement left Dai Yunkai completely baffled, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

“I haven’t even asked yet, but Mr. Qin has already said it. However,” he paused, frowning, “your words are somewhat arbitrary.”

"Just telling the truth"

"But that's not what I think you're saying."

Dai Yun Kai adjusted his glasses, his sharp eyes seemingly able to see right through a person. Unfortunately, the person sitting opposite him was no ordinary character.

After graduating, Qin Ruchuan went to the Middle East as a war correspondent and later joined an embassy, ​​engaging in diplomatic work in the Middle East and Africa. His complex experiences forged his resilient character, which cannot be deceived by a few words.

Dai Yunkai smiled and continued.

"Licking is understandable. No father wants to cause trouble for his child. It's just that some things are unavoidable. Just because you don't acknowledge it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"Mr. Qin, I hope you will tell the truth. It will be better for everyone."

Qin Ruchuan gave a wry smile: "Since you're here, you should know something about Bai Zhi. Yes, I pursued her, but before that, she was already pregnant. I'm not quite sure who the father of this child is, but I'm sure it's not mine."

"Facts are facts." "You can't impose your will on someone just because their father is important."

"Lies can't stand up to scrutiny. This isn't the era we live in anymore. Is he really her biological son? DNA photos will tell the truth!"

"In fact, how I wish I had such an outstanding son!"

The last sentence was full of sighs, which made Dai Yunkai frown: if he hadn't gotten some fragments from Elder Li beforehand, he would have really believed other people's nonsense.

However, Qin Ruchuan firmly opposed acknowledging this fact, so he had no choice but to accept it.

You can't force him to acknowledge his family; that will only make things worse.

Is there anything else? If not, I'm going to work.

Before the speaker could reply, Qin Ruchuan stood up and walked out. As he reached the door, a voice sounded behind him.

"Xu Fu-Xiao's scientific and technological knowledge far surpasses that of this era. He is a rare talent, and we have absolute respect for him. We have no selfish motives or malicious intent. Mr. Qin, I am here with you today simply to ask for another option. I have no other intentions."

I hope you can understand me.

Qin Ruchuan didn't say anything, closed the door and left.

For some unknown reason, Baiyun Temple on Qingyun Mountain, which was known for its thriving incense offerings, suddenly closed its doors to visitors and dismissed all its disciples.

In contrast, the older generation of disciples who had been wandering around were summoned back by the sect leader.

In the rear hall of Baiyun Temple, the 28th generation disciples, represented by Zhang Ruchen, sat in the center, followed by the 29th generation disciples and the True Persons borrowed from other Taoist temples.

Zhang Ruochen opened the sandalwood box and solemnly placed the robe left by the sect leader on the low table.

Someone couldn't help but say.

"Uncle-Master, Sect Master, is he really..."

Zhang Ruochen said with a wry smile, "My elder brother passed away two days ago."

The disciples looked sorrowful, and Master Han Lin of Quanwei Temple sighed deeply.

"When I met Senior Brother Ruochen last year, he had already reached the Yang Shen Dao. I never expected that only a few months later, he would be separated from the living. I would appreciate it if Senior Brother Ruochen could explain the reason."

That's why I invited my brothers over to my house.

Please wait

Zhang Ruochen stood up and left the hall. Not long after, he came back in carrying a wooden box inlaid with talismans. As soon as he crossed the threshold, Han Lin frowned.

"What a strange and evil power!"

Several senior Taoist masters with high cultivation levels also turned around, staring at the wooden box with serious expressions.

Zhang Ruochen put down the box and carefully opened the wooden lid. Metal emerged from inside, its surface glowing red, with occasional bursts of green light. Each time green appeared, everyone felt the pain of their souls being torn apart.

"It was this metal that killed the sect leader."

Zhang Ruochen recounted everything that had happened, including the meeting on the stone wall behind the mountain, without concealing anything.

"Green Flame!"

Han Lin stroked his beard: "Could it be underground flames?"

"No!"

The person next to him shook his head: "Underground flames don't have that kind of terrifying power."

Someone shouted hoarsely, "If Brother Su really died because of metal..."

Zhang Ruochen immediately raised his right hand: "If there is even a trace of falsehood in my words, I will suffer a terrible death and be despised by everyone for the rest of my life."

After hearing his words, everyone stopped doubting and turned their attention to the metal.

Zhang Ruochen continued.

"Before he died, Master pointed to the metal and murmured, 'Seal, seal, seal.' I think he wanted us to seal it up."

Han Lin shook his head slightly: "I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

As the head of Baiyun Temple, Zhang Ruoxu belongs to the upper class. His Yangshen Dao is both real and illusory, and it can restrain all evil things. With the addition of the Golden Thunder Lamp, it can be said that there are few people in the world who can rival him.

This powerful figure, in the blink of an eye, caused Yang Shen to be utterly disgraced and his soul to be scattered.

One can imagine that the demon within the metal must be incredibly powerful.

At this moment, an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard stepped forward, and Zhang Ruochen's face lit up with joy, becoming radiant.

"Senior Brother Zhao, do you have a solution?"

The old Taoist priest's surname was Zhao, and his given name was Kongxing. He was the oldest and most powerful among those present.

"Give it a try"

The old Taoist priest opened the sword box and took out a black wooden sword.

This three-foot-three-inch-long black wooden sword, also known as the Thunder Spirit Mother Sword, is the treasure of Ziwei Temple. It is said to have been transformed from the wood core of a thousand-year-old tree demon after it failed to transcend the Heavenly Revelation. It has a natural restraining effect on evil spirits and souls.

With the longsword in hand, the old Taoist's aura suddenly changed, golden lightning flashed in his eyes, and his gaze became as cold as a divine general executing heavenly punishment.

"drink!"

He shouted, put his left middle finger together, and swung the sword forcefully. Wherever it went, the runes on the sword seemed to come alive, their light flickering and accompanied by the faint sounds of wind and thunder.

Zhang Ruochen's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly ordered the disciples with lower cultivation levels to step back.

The thunder in the hall grew louder and louder. Suddenly, with a loud "boom," a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, passing through layers of space and striking the wooden sword. Instantly, the wooden sword turned pure white.

The old Taoist priest raised his long sword and slashed at the metal with all his might.

When

The sounds of metal clashing echoed incessantly, accompanied by thunderous booms that relentlessly penetrated the metal's interior.

Just then, a blurry green figure suddenly appeared.

The grease quickly hardened, turning into blazing flames that coiled around the metal, battling against the lightning.

"It's here, it's finally appeared!"

Zhang Ruochen shouted, "Senior brother, be careful, the Azure Flame is exceptionally powerful."

Zhao Congxin frowned, his expression unusually cold. The lightning on the sword was not ordinary lightning, but heavenly lightning, specially designed to kill evil spirits. Ordinary ghosts would be annihilated just by looking at it, let alone fighting against it.

However, the demon imprisoned in the metal was able to resist him.

So who exactly is it?

Chapter 1413 Baiyun Temple

Every chemical has its own legend, some true and some false, and judging from the abilities demonstrated by the Taoist priests, the myths of the Dragon Kingdom are very likely true.

Xu Fu is in a terrible state. He is completely confused and unable to perceive his surroundings. He only knows one thing: he has been attacked.

As a result, the fire spread rapidly.

Eerie green flames extended from its two sides, from which several ferocious dragon heads burst forth.

Zhao Congxin swung his wooden sword, the blade slicing through the air and severing the dragon head behind his head. The next second, the severed dragon head sprang out, and a new dragon head appeared, splitting into two, then four, and ten dragons roared forward.

The flames raged, yet carried a chill that pierced the soul.