Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 37 The Good Man in Ten Lives
A constant crackling sound of electricity filled the air, and Ke Zhengping felt a growing fear of the electrified talisman. Then he chuckled, "Heh, I have accumulated ten lifetimes of merit. Do you dare to kill me so easily? Don't you cultivators believe in cause and effect? ​​If you kill me, you will surely suffer karmic retribution."

What the hell? These days, even a malevolent ghost who wants to kill someone has accumulated ten lifetimes of merit? Yang Nianqing activated her Heavenly Eye, and a golden light flashed. She did indeed see the light of merit on Ke Zhengping. He had indeed accumulated ten lifetimes of merit. Yang Nianqing retrieved the Purple Thunder Talisman and put it back into her spatial bracelet.

Having accumulated merit over ten lifetimes, she indeed couldn't kill him. However, Yang Nianqing had some doubts. Judging from Ke Zhengping's intention to kill Wang Hua, he didn't seem like the legendary virtuous person who had lived ten lifetimes.

"You actually cultivated merit for ten lifetimes and were almost able to achieve enlightenment. Even if you can't become an immortal now, you could still make a living in the underworld. Now that you've taken a life, all your ten lifetimes of merit will have been wasted."

Ke Zhenping sneered, "So what if I've been a good person for ten lifetimes? Didn't I die tragically every time I tried to be a good person? What's so good about being a good person? Bad people become Buddhas the moment they lay down their butcher's knife, while good people can cultivate for ten lifetimes and then ruin everything if they do just one bad deed. I've been a good person all my life, but what have I gotten in return? I'm plagued by illness. Even at the moment of my death, I didn't get a moment's peace. Why! Why is it that every time I try to cultivate, I end up with a bad end! I'm not cultivating anymore! I want to be free! I love Wang Hua, and Wang Hua must be mine!"

Yang Nianqing shook his head. Everyone makes different choices. It's not easy to cultivate virtue for ten lifetimes. In the last lifetime, he still lost to his inner demons. But now he hasn't done anything bad. She will indeed suffer karmic retribution for killing him. Judging from the situation, he can't undo the marriage certificate himself, and Wang Hua's mother is unlikely to help undo it either.

This is tricky. I never expected that simply breaking up a marriage agreement would lead me to some kind of saintly person. I can't kill them, and they won't obey me! What should I do?

"Can't it be untied?"

Hearing Wang Hua's voice, Yang Nianqing turned her head and glanced at Wang Hua, then suddenly a brilliant idea struck her. That's right, there's another way.

In physiognomy, one looks at the sun and moon corners of a person's face. The sun represents the father, and the moon represents the mother; the area above the left eye is the father, and the area above the right eye is the mother. The left side is the Taiyin (Moon), and the right side is the Taiyang (Sun); the Taiyin and Taiyang govern parents, with the left side representing the father. Judging from Wang Hua's face, although she has been separated from her father for many years, he is still alive. Wang Hua's mother will not dissolve the marriage, but there is still a glimmer of hope with her father.

"Wang Hua, do you know your father?"

“I know who he is, but I’ve never looked for him. He probably doesn’t even know I exist,” Wang Hua replied helplessly. “Why should I ask him?”

Yang Linqing pointed at Ke Zhengping, "This guy is a saint. He hasn't done anything bad so far, so I can't kill him. He won't listen to my threats either, so it's basically impossible to break the marriage certificate through him."

"I won't unravel this! You're mine! Wang Hua, you're my wife!" Ke Zhengping shouted from the side.

"Shut up." Yang Nianqing glared at him and shot another talisman, instantly silencing the shrill scream. The talisman was stuck tightly to Ke Zhengping's mouth, and no matter how hard he shook his head, it wouldn't fall off.

Yang Nianqing then said to Wang Hua, "It's probably impossible for your mother to help you break the marriage certificate, so there's only one last way: your father."

“I have a secret technique called the Art of Words! I have retrieved your marriage certificate from the underworld. If your father says that he does not want you to marry this ghost, I will use my spiritual power to turn those words into your father’s signature and imprint them on this marriage certificate. Then your marriage will be dissolved, and you will have no connection with this ghost.”

Hearing this, Ke Zhengping protested with a muffled groan, and Yang Nianqing glared at him again. "So noisy." Then another talisman shot out, completely sealing Ke Zhengping so he couldn't move, make a sound, or even move his eyeballs.

Wang Hua also said with difficulty, "I know who he is, but I can't contact him. He's a big star." She studied acting because she wanted to get closer to this father she had never met, even though he had never known she existed.

Yang Nianqing thought for a moment. A celebrity, indeed. Celebrity phone numbers couldn't be found online; that person didn't even know Wang Hua existed. Wang Hua indeed couldn't contact him either, and Yang Nianqing was at a loss. She found a chair and sat down. "Let me think about it."

"Oh," Wang Hua obediently replied, pulling up a chair to sit beside her. Lost in thought, Yang Nianqing remembered the basic training manual for supernatural abilities she had looked at with Fan Ruichen yesterday. It contained some basic mental skills, such as mind suggestion, which might be useful to her. "I've got it!"

Wang Hua looked at her with surprise, "How do I do it?"

“We don’t have your father’s phone number. But I can use your blood to create a magic circle, establishing a bridge between this circle and your father. I can use my spiritual power to give your father a psychological suggestion, and then use a teleportation talisman to communicate with him. He’ll believe that our conversation with him is because his phone rang. Simply put, it’s creating a temporary communication magic circle.” Yang Nianqing carefully considered the entire working principle of the magic circle. He felt there was absolutely no problem and it was entirely feasible.

"This time, it might require a lot of your blood." To connect with someone thousands of miles away, and since the other party doesn't have her talismans or magical artifacts, relying solely on the power of blood ties to establish a connection and communication would require a considerable amount of blood.

Wang Hua stretched out her hand firmly and said, "It's okay, I'm not afraid."

Yang Nianqing thought for a moment, then discussed with Wang Hua how to phrase it so that the other party could express their unwillingness for their daughter to marry a ghost. "Who is your father? Is he married now?"

Wang Hua took out her phone and searched for her father on it, then showed Yang Nianqing her father's Baidu Baike entry.

Yang Nianqing took the phone, and after reading the contents, looked at Wang Hua with some surprise. Although she didn't follow entertainment news or watch TV or movies much, she knew that this man was Ran Wenlin, the veteran actor and righteous policeman in Xu Nuofei's new drama "The Truth." She never expected him to be Wang Hua's father.

Wang Hua gave a bitter smile: "My mother used to be an actress. But she had no experience or background, so she couldn't get any good opportunities. She was so eager to become famous that she accepted an introduction and was sexually harassed by a director. At the time, the director had a family and children and was 20 years older than my mother. But that day, my mother went into the wrong room."

“My dad was probably set up and ended up having a relationship with my mom by accident. My mom regretted it as soon as she got to the hotel room. Although she wasn’t sexually harassed by the director, she still lost her life. Later, my mom returned to Jiangcheng. She gave up her dream of becoming a star, but unexpectedly, she got pregnant with me.” Wang Hua sighed softly, her eyes filled with melancholy. “My mom told me all this. She kept emphasizing that I was her disgrace, proof that she had sold her self-respect. She didn’t want me at all.”

Yang Nianqing patted her shoulder reassuringly, saying, "There are all kinds of parents in this world. Isn't living a kind of spiritual practice?"

Wang Hua smiled slightly. When she was little, longing for her father's love, she watched his movies and TV shows. Later, as she grew older, she wanted to enter the entertainment industry and learn more about him. Now, she also loves acting and wants to be an actress. She's gradually let go of the past. She hasn't actually paid attention to Ran Wenlin for a long time. "I haven't checked his information in a long time. The entertainment news said he wasn't married or had children, but I don't know if it's true." After all, there are quite a few people in this industry who keep their marriages secret.

Yang Nianqing clicked on the latest photo he posted on Weibo. Judging from his appearance, he is not married and is destined to have a daughter, but they will live in different places. "What the entertainment news said is true. He is not married and is destined to have only one daughter."

After discussing the plan with Wang Hua, Yang Nianqing began preparing the magic array. She drew the array on the ground, then used a knife to cut a wound on Wang Hua's hand, letting the blood slowly drip onto the array. Yang Nianqing continuously infused the array with spiritual energy. Wang Hua's face gradually turned pale. After several minutes, the array slowly began to glow, and the surrounding talismans moved without wind.

"Hello." A voice came from within the formation.

Wang Hua felt her heart flutter for a moment; this was the first time she had heard his voice so closely.

Ran Wenlin, who was watching TV on the other end, glanced at his phone and asked, "Hello?"

Wang Hua snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "Hello, Dad."

(End of this chapter)