Chapter 211: Continue to Verify...
Sally looked at him, then heard Xiaomei say, "He is at God Rank! Host, be careful in handling this!"
All who saw the newcomer widened their eyes in surprise.
This old ancestor from Qilin Academy had not appeared for thousands of years.
"Greetings to the old ancestor!"
"Greetings to the old ancestor!"
"Greetings to the old ancestor!"
...
When he came before Zhu Qihong, he too bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Great Uncle."
Zhu Yin glanced at him indifferently and then gave Sally a half bow, "It is my Qilin Academy's failure in teaching that has caused this uproar. I beg the young lady to calm her anger, and please consider the unborn child as the utmost priority."
Seeing that a responsible elder had come forward and was speaking politely, Sally also slightly restrained her emotions, "My child has lost his father, how can I calm my anger! Unless he hands over that drop of soul-infused blood!"
"Soul-infused blood?" Zhu Yin looked at Zhu Qihong, "Bring it here!"
Zhu Qihong replied, "Great Uncle, that drop of blood is still with my avatar; I do not have it here."
"Summon it back immediately," Zhu Yin commanded with a cold expression.
"Yes!" Zhu Qihong glanced at Sally, his eyes full of murderous intent.
Sally was not the least bit afraid of his murderous intent. She had not come here this time with any intention of settling things amicably!
She touched her rounded belly and said to Zhu Yin, "So you are the old ancestor of Qilin Academy? I will give you this respect. But I still don't feel assured, after all, who knows if this might be a trick to deceive me."
As she spoke, Sally also turned to the many guests, "Please be a witness for us, a mother and child alone. If they from the Qilin Academy cannot produce the soul-infused blood of my husband, I, Sally, will ensure that the Qilin Academy is completely erased from Divine Mountain Mansion! I mean what I say. I, Sally, am not a pushover, and I will never bow to malignant forces!"
"We support you!" Suddenly someone shouted.
Others followed, shouting, "Is your name Sally? We'll keep an eye on them for you. If Qilin Academy dares to be duplicitous, we will strip them of their top status!"
"Thank you, everyone. We, a mother and child alone, are immensely grateful, and we only wish all those who stand for justice to have many children and grandchildren, with each generation bringing honor to their ancestors, unlike this person here! For the sake of cultivation, he sacrificed his own brothers and nephews, living a life more disgraceful than death!"
"You sorceress spouting lies, stop muddling the facts here and twisting truths," Zhu Qihong could not help but scold.
Zhu Yin looked at him coldly, signaling him to shut up.
But Zhu Qihong couldn't swallow this insult, and pressing on, he said, "Zhu Sanlang fell into water as a child, his life hanging by a thread, and it was my blood that saved him. He volunteered to be the sacrifice, paving the way for my ascent to divinity. Later, he broke his word and ran away; I was merely retrieving my blood. His life or death is none of my concern."
"Why did he fall into the water? Please look!" Sally raised her hand, and another video appeared in the air.
Xiaomei, though unable to surpass the progress of time, could deduce past events... Of course, this had not come without deducting her points.
Debt was built up just like this!
Children are difficult to raise... and their father, even more so!
Zhu Sanlang, still a child, was pulling out weeds by Lotus Lake, his tender little hands covered in mud. His baby-fat cheeks should have been plump, but they were so thin, nearly devoid of flesh, making his large black eyes stand out. Yet those eyes were filled with innocence, no complaints about his situation; even seeming happy as if pulling weeds was a joyful thing for him.
A sudden flutter of his sleeve revealed whip scars beneath...
Sally had never seen this before; it was the past captured by Xiaomei as Zhu Qihong spoke of Zhu Sanlang's childhood drowning.
With immense heartache, she said, "Look, everyone, this is how Qilin Academy, the premier Demon Clan of Divine Mountain Mansion, treats a child!"
All those who saw it felt suffocated... especially the guests with pure hearts, who immediately burst into tears.
"My God... what has he gone through?"
Sally's gaze pierced Zhu Yin sharply, "He also bears the surname Zhu! Even if he is born out of wedlock, he is still of direct lineage!"
In all his long years, Zhu Yin had never felt such shame and disgrace, "My Qilin Academy will surely compensate Miss Sally well and will deliver strict punishment."
Sally didn't pay attention to him and continued to watch the video.
Zhu Qihong also seemed to recall the incident and tried to shatter the light screen. Just as he raised his hand, he found himself unable to move.
The only person present who could restrain him was none other than Zhu Yin.
He stared at Zhu Yin in shock... he was actually siding with an outsider!
Little Zhu Sanlang found a tiny wild fruit in the grass and ate it with delight.
A noble lady strolled along the pathway paved with jade in the garden. When she saw Zhu Sanlang, she stopped.
She said to a maid by her side, "That's the bastard born of a whore?"
"Yes, my lady," the maid replied. "The whore was killed as per your orders after leaving the Divine Mountain Mansion, with no remains left."
"Hmm. Since that's the case, there's no need to keep the bastard alive, for when you cut weeds, you must remove the roots."
"What about the academy head?"
"He's in seclusion, cultivating and won't bother with such matters. He doesn't even know of the bastard's existence. It's the perfect time to take care of it, send the order down, and don't tell the academy head."
At that moment, several young boys ran towards the lady, with the one in the lead having a spot of vermilion on his forehead.
Without question, this person had to be Zhu Qihong; that mole was too distinct and impossible to mistake for someone else.
"Mother—" Zhu Qihong called out to the noble lady.
A dignified and gentle smile immediately spread across the lady's face, "Hong'er, are classes over?"
"Yes. Mother, I want to take someone out to play, is that okay?" he asked.
"Out to play? What will you play?"
"Hunting," Zhu Qihong replied.
A young boy pointed at Zhu Sanlang by the river and spoke to Zhu Qihong, "Young master, look, it's that bastard."
Zhu Qihong's eyes lit up, and he immediately led the group toward Zhu Sanlang, tiptoeing closer.
The noble lady watched the scene with a pleased expression, showing no intention of stopping it.
Someone came hurriedly toward them and said to the noble lady, "Madam, the academy head has come out of seclusion and learned about the bastard's existence. He wants to see him."
Zhu Sanlang sensed someone's presence and turned to look.
Before he could see who it was, a foot viciously kicked his face. His small body was sent flying and plummeted directly into the lake!
The video ended there.
"This is how my husband fell into the water! How he fell! Everyone saw it clearly! These are undeniable facts!"
"How did Miss Sally obtain these images?" Zhu Yin asked.
Sally replied, "I can trace back in time."
The crowd was astonished.
Since ancient times, those who could control time were all powerful beings!
Although Sally didn't appear to be very formidable, her talent was beyond any doubt. In any family, she would be of paramount importance.
Let's see how the Qilin Academy handles this.
Meanwhile, some of the guests seated had already started to secretly send messages, relaying the incident back to their households, inquiring whether they should intervene in Sally's favor if she faced trouble...
Zhu Yin's gaze fell upon Sally's abdomen, where he saw a mass of divine light in his eyes!
An extraordinary bloodline, indeed!