Chapter 150: The Nine Dragons Cup

"Linger, Linger, your father and I were wrong. Please forgive us. We will definitely treat you well from now on and cherish you."

"No matter what, we are still your parents."

"It was all because we were deceived by Ji Yuanyuan that we treated you this way. Now she has received her punishment, and we will immediately drive her out of our house. You will never have to see her again."

Ji Dongchang stood up with trembling steps, walked up to Ji Yuanyuan, and struck her across the face with a hard slap.

"It's all because of you, you wretched vixen, framing Linger and bringing us to this state. Why did I ever agree to adopt you in the first place? You bring nothing but misfortune—go to hell!"

He delivered several more vicious slaps, instantly covering Ji Yuanyuan in blood.

At this moment, she was merely an ordinary mortal. How could she possibly endure such a brutal beating? She was instantly reduced to her last breath, her body twitching convulsively, on the verge of death at any moment.

After the violent thrashing, Ji Dongchang hastily turned to Chu Feng with a ingratiating expression and said, "My Lord, I have heavily punished this wretched woman."

"My Lord, look at our family now—"

Chu Feng suddenly burst into laughter, letting out a cold scoff. "Did I ever say I would let you off?"

"Besides, what good would it do me to spare you?"

"As far as I am concerned, all of you are people who have harmed Linger. Killing you is nothing. Don't talk to me about being members of the Ji family. To me, what does the Ji family even matter? If I truly want to kill the few of you, do you think the main branch of the Ji family would step forward to avenge you?"

Ji Dongchang quickly said, "I have a treasure that I wish to present to you, My Lord."

With that, he took a cup out from his hand and offered it forward.

The cup was completely snow-white, resembling amber. To the eye, it looked like an ordinary cup with nothing particularly special about it.

This couldn't help but make Chu Feng feel a bit doubtful.

"Just this?"

Ji Dongchang hurriedly explained, "My Lord, you may not know this, but this item is called the Nine Dragons Cup. I obtained it purely by chance. One only needs to inject fresh blood into the Nine Dragons Cup to extend a person's lifespan. As for how much lifespan is increased, it depends on the strength of the master of the injected blood. The stronger the master, the greater the lifespan gained from their vital blood."

"Most importantly, it ignores mortal limits."

Chu Feng naturally understood what the so-called mortal limits meant. It was just like his own previous state.

His cultivation realm at the Origin Stage limited his lifespan to merely a thousand years.

Even after exhausting every possible method, he had ultimately failed to break through this limitation.

And now, someone was telling him that this tiny Nine Dragons Cup could achieve such a feat—how could Chu Feng not be astonished?

As he twirled the Nine Dragons Cup in his hand, Chu Feng actually sensed a faint trace of the power of the Law of Life.

It was only because he had previously obtained fragments of the Law of Destiny and the Law of Time that he was able to perceive it.

Law fragments.

Normally, these only existed within magical treasures of the Immortal Emperor level or higher.

Why were Emperor-grade treasures so powerful? It was precisely because they contained the power of laws.

However, even an Emperor only slightly brushed against the power of laws, and even Emperor-grade treasures contained merely a wisp of Emperor law.

This Nine Dragons Cup was not an Emperor-grade treasure.

Yet it contained laws.

And not just a wisp.

Its power of laws rivaled that of an Immortal Artifact.

It was not much inferior to the Heaven-Burning Sword in his hand.

However, Chu Feng could clearly sense that the Nine Dragons Cup was definitely not an Immortal Artifact.

That made things rather interesting.

Extending lifespan through vital blood.

If word of this got out, countless ancient monsters would go crazy over it, desperate to break their limits. In the future, those self-sealed Supremes would probably all emerge to fight for it.

This treasure was simply a hot potato.

Chu Feng looked coldly at Ji Dongchang.

His killing intent had never faded.

A dozen seconds later, Chu Feng suddenly laughed, looking coldly at Ji Dongchang as he said, "You truly are full of clever calculations, aren't you? Handing me the Nine Dragons Cup to make me a target for everyone, allowing you to get your revenge smoothly. What a pity—your little trick cannot fool me. I originally hadn't planned to kill you, only to let your family be reunited in death. But trying to scheme against me means you must die."

"Boom!"

Chu Feng struck out with a single palm.

A golden dragon swept across the space.

Everyone present, without even managing to utter a plea for mercy, was blasted to death by Chu Feng's single palm strike.

Ji Dongchang had originally intended to explain something, but Chu Feng did not give him any chance at all.

However, Ji Dongchang was, after all, Ji Linger's father. Chu Feng asked, "Linger, I killed your parents. You won't blame me, will you?"

Ji Linger shook her head and said, "They plotted against my husband; they deserved to die."

"Linger, you are truly wonderful." Chu Feng gently pulled Ji Linger into his arms.

After the passion subsided, Chu Feng felt a twinge of regret.

He hadn't even had the chance to find out where Ji Dongchang had obtained the Nine Dragons Cup.

This Nine Dragons Cup contained the Law of Life.

Chu Feng had a lingering feeling that crushing the Nine Dragons Cup would yield unexpected gains—perhaps he could obtain a fragment of the Law of Life. Yet, crushing it also made him feel a slight sense of reluctance.

At this moment, his cultivation was at the Mahayana Heaven-Man stage, with an eight-thousand-year lifespan, giving him over six thousand years left to live. Moreover, he was confident that he would ascend to immortality within a millennium.

To him, the Nine Dragons Cup didn't serve much practical purpose.

Besides, exactly as Ji Dongchang had schemed, possessing a treasure of this caliber was a crime in itself.

Once the Supremes of the Life Forbidden Zones learned of it, they would undoubtedly besiege him.

He could handle dealing with one or two Supremes, but what about a dozen, twenty, or even more?

With a crisp crack, Chu Feng ultimately decided to shatter the Nine Dragons Cup directly.

The exact moment the Nine Dragons Cup shattered, a surge of life force instantly gushed out, transforming into a white beam of light that seemed about to flee into the void. Quick-witted and sharp-eyed, Chu Feng grabbed it instantly, forcing it to merge into his body where he sealed it away.

Painting runes in the void.

This was precisely the power of the Sealing Talisman, one of the three talismans rewarded by the system.

The Sealing Talisman could seal the heavens and the earth; nothing within creation could escape its seal.

Only after truly comprehending the Sealing Talisman did one realize just how formidable it was.

Of the three thousand Great Daos, whether it was Time, Destiny, or the Law of Life, any of them easily ranked within the top hundred, if not the top ten.

Ji Dongchang's death did not cause much of a ripple.

It was almost as if he had been forgotten.

A manager of the Holy City.

He was not even a member of the Xuanyuan Guard, and thus lacked the privilege of leaving a soul lamp or projection at the Ji family's headquarters.

By the time the death of Ji Dongchang's family was discovered, the martial arts tournament for marriage selection had already concluded.

Back at the inn.

When Jiang Yan and the others learned of Ji Linger's ordeal, they vied with one another to comfort her. Upon hearing that Chu Feng had actually killed her parents, they cheered loudly, declaring that they got what they deserved.

Such parents were better off discarded. It was entirely thanks to Linger's good temperament; had it been them, they would have torn those people to shreds long ago.

What kind of people were they?

Not loving their biological daughter, instead casting her aside to dote on an adopted child—such parents were completely worthless.

Deeply moved by the comfort of her sisters, Ji Linger said, "Thank you, sisters, for your concern. I am fine."

"As long as you're fine. Husband has already said he will help you become the Saintess of the Ji family, so you must work hard too. It would be even better if you could break through to the Nascent Soul realm."