Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Dawn City was located in the east of the Qian Yuan Continent.

Whenever the morning sun rose, it was always the first city to be illuminated.

Of course, when the setting sun descended, Dawn City would also be the first to sink into the vast darkness.

Fortunately, the people of Dawn City were long accustomed to this way of life. As soon as night fell, the small vendors would close their doors and windows, sweeping the streets in front of their respective shops with a broom.

Ordinary families, after eating dinner, would come to the outside of the eastern city where the Ling family resided, offering a distant bow towards the residence across the protective illusion array.

Kneeling and worshiping the Ling Mansion every day was one of the customs passed down through generations in Dawn City.

After all, in the eyes of the common people of Dawn City, the Ling family was filled with individuals akin to immortals. It was said that as long as they paid homage and worshiped every day, they could be imbued with immortality, thereby prolonging their lives.

However, what they didn't know was that the Ling family, the object of their attention and shrouded in mystery, was currently staging a trial.

'Law Enforcement Hall' was the place used by the Ling family to punish its members.

At this moment in the Law Enforcement Hall, Wen Ying was bound all over with a red rope and thrown on the ground.

Wen Ying was only wearing a very thin green silk dress, which could not hide her graceful figure at all.

Especially after being bound by the long rope, the exquisite curves of her body were even more prominent.

She was simply a captivating beauty.

However, this captivating beauty, coveted by countless men, was now thrown onto the cold, bone-chilling floor with her hands tied behind her back and her beautiful hair disheveled.

If one observed carefully, one could also find streaks of blood on Wen Ying's body, obviously whipped by something like a whip.

The bloodstains had not yet dried, seeping out from the thin silk dress, appearing very shocking.

At the same time, dozens of chairs were placed on both sides of the 'Law Enforcement Hall', and those seated were all the heads of the Ling family.

However, at this moment, most of the people were looking at Wen Ying with extremely cold eyes, as if they were looking at a dead person.

But there were also a few individuals who were looking at the captivating Wen Ying with lustful eyes, secretly swallowing their saliva, as if they were fantasizing about some filthy scenes in their minds.

However, after regaining their senses, these people all sighed helplessly, seemingly feeling sorry for Wen Ying.

At the very top of the 'Law Enforcement Hall', there was a chair that was obviously twice as large as the others, and seated on it was a middle-aged man whom no one had ever seen before.

This middle-aged man was about fifty years old, with an extremely burly figure. His black and white hair was meticulously combed neatly with a delicate jade hairpin. He was wearing a red robe with gold silk embroidery, and the jade belt around his waist shone with a charming light. His face was stern and dignified, and he possessed the cultivation of the late stage of Spirit Gathering.

This person was the current head of the Ling family, Ling Yunfeng!

In other words, at this moment, all the notable figures of the Ling family were gathered together.

It turned out that after Chen Tian left, the more Ling Zizhe thought about it, the angrier he became, assuming that there was something illicit between Wen Ying and Chen Tian, and that she was hiding it from him.

So after that, Ling Zizhe imprisoned Wen Ying and subjected her to severe torture, forcing Wen Ying to admit that she had done something shady with Chen Tian.

However, to Ling Zizhe's frustration, no matter how he whipped Wen Ying and tortured Wen Ying, this stubborn woman refused to say a word.

Infuriated, Ling Zizhe became extremely angry and slapped Wen Ying's enchanting face fiercely, causing blood to flow from the corner of her mouth.

But even so, Wen Ying still didn't utter a word. Instead, she stared at Ling Zizhe and laughed wildly, opening her mouth and spitting blood-stained saliva on Ling Zizhe's face.

Ling Zizhe had always considered himself refined and elegant. How could he have been humiliated by a woman like this? The anger in his heart accumulated to the extreme, and he no longer cared whether Wen Ying confessed or not. He picked up a pillow and wanted to suffocate Wen Ying alive.

However, at this moment, a servant suddenly came in to report that his father, the head of the Ling family, Ling Yunfeng, had returned and summoned Ling Zizhe to see him immediately.

Hearing this news, Ling Zizhe, who had previously been fierce, instantly panicked. He couldn't exert any strength in his hands, and immediately moved the pillow that was suffocating Wen Ying's face away, pacing back and forth anxiously in the room, thinking about countermeasures.

Wen Ying, who had been pulled back from the brink of death, took a few deep breaths, and then began to sneer and curse Ling Zizhe, calling him a coward, a waste, a pathetic wretch...

Ling Zizhe, who was already in a troubled mood, became even more enraged after hearing Wen Ying's curses, and the anger in his heart rose again, once again giving rise to the idea of killing Wen Ying.

But at this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through Ling Zizhe's mind, and he had an idea.

Ling Zizhe picked up a red-hot iron rod and thrust it directly into Wen Ying's mouth, scalding her tongue, so that she could not speak.

Then, Ling Zizhe tied Wen Ying with a rope, brought her all the way to this 'Law Enforcement Hall', and placed the responsibility for the lost high-grade immortal crystal stones and millennium spiritual herbs in the treasury entirely on Wen Ying's shoulders.

Because Wen Ying had a previous record of stealing the Ling family's treasure, the 'Twilight Spirit Sword', coupled with Ling Zizhe's confident tone, the Ling family members all believed his words and placed the blame on Wen Ying, clamoring to execute her.

Poor Wen Ying, unable to speak and bound by Ling Zizhe's specially made 'Spirit Binding Cord', was unable to defend herself, so she could only silently accept all of this.

However, from beginning to end, Wen Ying stared at Ling Zizhe with resentful eyes, while her body trembled violently due to extreme grief and indignation.

Perhaps at this moment, Wen Ying was regretting that she had ever loved this man.

But all of this was now too late.

"You cunning woman, is everything my son just said true? Did you really take the opportunity of returning the 'Twilight Spirit Sword' to sneak into my Ling family, collude with outsiders, and steal all the treasures from the vaults of my Ling family, starting from our ancestors?"

At this time, Ling Yunfeng, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he determined that all the blame belonged to Wen Ying!