Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Ling Zizhe was extremely frightened at this moment. He originally thought he had done everything perfectly, but who would have thought he would still slip up and be seen through by his discerning father.

Ling Zizhe panicked, his mind went blank, unable to think about anything, so he could only slap his own cheeks hard while begging his father for mercy.

Ling Zizhe didn't dare to be ambiguous and struck with great force. Therefore, after only a few slaps, both sides of his cheeks were swollen and bulging.

"Enough, stop!"

Just then, Ling Yunfeng's icy voice came again.

Ling Zizhe was already dizzy and seeing stars from slapping himself. These words were undoubtedly like a life-saving straw, pulling him back.

Ignoring the burning pain in his cheeks, Ling Zizhe crawled to Ling Yunfeng's feet, hugged his leg, and cried out, "Father... I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again... Please spare me... Father..."

Seeing Ling Zizhe's miserable appearance, Ling Yunfeng sighed, then helped him up and said, "Zhe'er, you are my son, how could I harm you? If I really wanted to, I would have exposed you in front of everyone just now."

Hearing this, Ling Zizhe's body trembled violently, as if he felt a little scared.

Ling Yunfeng also saw it and his expression softened a little. He continued, "So you can rest assured, I won't pursue this matter anymore."

Ling Yunfeng had always shown himself to others with a dignified posture. Because of this, Ling Zizhe had not received much love from Ling Yunfeng since he was a child. Over time, Ling Zizhe developed a sense of fear towards him.

Ling Zizhe was very worried about not meeting Ling Yunfeng's expectations, thus shaking his position as 'Young Master of the Ling Family'. Therefore, no matter what he did, Ling Zizhe was very careful, fearing that making a mistake would incur Ling Yunfeng's displeasure.

Chen Tian saw this and lured Ling Zizhe, forcing him to actively offer those precious high-grade immortal crystal stones and thousand-year-old spirit herbs.

Ling Zizhe had previously misunderstood that Ling Yunfeng didn't like him and didn't give him love, but now it seemed that Ling Zizhe was wrong.

At the same time, Ling Zizhe felt deep remorse. If he could have been honest with Ling Yunfeng in time and told him his difficulties, perhaps he wouldn't have been extorted by Chen Tian later.

The reason why things developed to this point was all due to the lack of communication between Ling Zizhe and his father.

But now was obviously not the time to dwell on these things. Ling Zizhe looked up at Ling Yunfeng and asked anxiously, "Father, what do you think we should do now?"

Although Ling Yunfeng was the head of the Ling family and Ling Zizhe was the young master, the Ling family had grown into a large enterprise after thousands of years of development. Factions within the clan were numerous, and even the head of the family, once he made a mistake, would be difficult to escape blame and would be pulled down by other collateral lines seizing the opportunity.

Therefore, once the matter of Ling Zizhe squandering the Ling family's treasury was revealed, it was conceivable that he would be accused by all the clansmen, and even Ling Yunfeng would not be able to protect him!

Ling Zizhe had done so much just to protect his position and his future, so how could he allow all of this to fall short at this time?

Ling Yunfeng naturally understood Ling Zizhe's feelings, and he also had his own selfish motives.

Because once Ling Zizhe, the heir to the family head, was deposed due to this matter, then the next family head would fall to the collateral line.

This was an unacceptable thing for Ling Yunfeng, who was from the direct line.

Therefore, although he was angered by this disappointing son, Ling Yunfeng had to protect him out of comprehensive consideration.

After making this decision, Ling Yunfeng's expression returned to the dignity of the family head, and he said coldly, "Now that things have come to this, the arrow is on the string and must be fired. Since you have pushed all the responsibility onto this woman, then don't change your story. Let her bear all the blame."

Hearing Ling Yunfeng's words, a light of excitement suddenly appeared in Ling Zizhe's eyes, and he couldn't wait to ask, "Father, do you mean...?"

"Hmph, can't you understand what I mean?" Ling Yunfeng glanced at Ling Zizhe unhappily and said, "Whatever you originally wanted to do, just continue to do it well. If anything happens, I will bear the responsibility for you!"

Ling Zizhe of course knew what 'things' Ling Yunfeng was referring to... Kill Wen Ying and destroy the evidence!

But when Ling Yunfeng said it, Ling Zizhe was still very excited.

After all, Ling Zizhe thought that Ling Yunfeng would oppose him, even stop him, but he didn't expect that Ling Yunfeng not only didn't do this, but instead supported Ling Zizhe's idea.

This immediately gave Ling Zizhe confidence. After standing up, he walked towards Wen Ying, who was paralyzed on the ground, with a sneer on his face.

Although she had lost consciousness, Wen Ying still heard the conversation between Ling Zizhe and his father in a daze.

Wen Ying once had the opportunity to leave him, but thinking of their previous relationship, Wen Ying decided to give Ling Zizhe another chance, hoping to help the man cheer up.

But what she never expected was that Wen Ying's decision, at this moment, actually became a nightmare that she could never erase.

This man she once loved deeply now actually wanted to kill her and push all the responsibility onto her.

Despair, like a cold tide, constantly surged into Wen Ying's heart, completely chilling her passionate heart.

Wen Ying wanted to cry, but after suffering a beating from the man, she didn't even have the strength to shed tears.

Wen Ying collapsed on the ground. The seals placed on her by the Ling family were like a cage, tightly trapping her.

Wen Ying had no way to resist. Waiting for her was only death.

"Wen Mei, I want to tell you that I once loved you! But..."

With Ling Han's killing intent, Ling Zizhe walked to Wen Ying's side, and with a wave of his long sword, he instantly chopped off Wen Ying's left arm.

Blood flowed like a torrent, spraying the entire hall. Wen Ying endured the great pain, but had no strength to cry out.

Ling Zizhe shook off the bright red blood on the long sword, without any pity, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "But now I have no other choice, if you have ever loved me, then die for me! I will always remember you."

After saying that, Ling Zizhe sneered, which was so terrifying!