A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Actually, we can't really blame Ji Zuodao.

I remember when he was little, he was so hungry that his eyes were practically glowing green, and he was unsteady on his feet. He kept thinking about whether he should try his luck at the temple. Although he would get a few bites every time he went, at least he could get a full meal.

Just then, he encountered a little fox.

The fox's fur was fiery red, like a ball of fire that could move, and it looked very festive.

The little creature had a piece of osmanthus cake in its mouth and a small cloth bag hanging around its neck. The bag was making a jingling sound, like coins.

The little fox looked like it had just come back from stealing some pastries; its mouth was still covered in crumbs, and it hopped and skipped as it walked, looking very smug.

Ji Zuodao's eyes widened immediately.

He wasn't actually craving fox meat—he wasn't that wild back then.

He was craving the osmanthus cake and the money pouch.

The osmanthus cake was golden yellow, with a few sesame seeds embedded on top. It looked delicious. His purse was bulging, with at least several tens of yuan, enough for him to buy a dozen large meat buns.

So he did something that he still feels perfectly justified about to this day—

He grabbed a wooden stick, went behind the little fox, and struck it squarely on the back of the head.

"Bang!"

The sound was crisp and melodious, echoing across the empty mountain path and startling a flock of birds.

Before the little fox could even utter a sound, its eyes rolled back, its four legs kicked, and it fainted. The osmanthus cake fell out of its mouth, rolled onto the ground, and was covered in a layer of dust.

Ji Zuodao rushed forward in three steps, grabbed the osmanthus cake, blew off the dust, and stuffed it into his mouth in a few bites.

Then he untied the money pouch, counted the money, and wow, there were fifty yuan! Enough for him to eat for several days!

As for the little fox that fainted?

Given Ji Zuodao's moral standards at the time, the fact that he didn't sell the little fox for money was already a sign that he had a change of heart.

However, back then, none of the little foxes had transformed into human form yet.

They all stand on four legs, dragging big tails, looking like a group of fluffy puppies. Who can tell them apart?

How could he know that the fiery red little fox was Su Xiaoxiao?

So, you really can't blame him for this.

If you have to blame someone, blame that osmanthus cake for being too fragrant.

Zhao Ya didn't notice Ji Zuodao's guilty conscience.

Upon hearing Su Xiaoxiao's words, her eyes immediately lit up, shining like two little light bulbs.

"Oh my, you two have known each other since you were little? Aren't you childhood sweethearts, inseparable since you were little?"

Zhao Ya couldn't suppress the smile on her lips; it was as radiant as a blooming peony.

Looking at Ji Zuodao and Su Xiaoxiao, she felt they were a perfect match and pleasing to the eye, and she felt incredibly happy.

Good, good, good. This girl is beautiful, has high cultivation, and has been destined to be with my son since childhood. Isn't this a match made in heaven?

She put down her chopsticks, leaned forward slightly, and asked with a smile the enthusiasm and expectation typical of a mother-in-law urging her to get married:

"So you're both at the age where you should be thinking about marriage, when are you planning to get married?"

Ji Zuodao, with a piece of braised pork stuffed in his mouth, almost choked when he heard this.

Before he could even speak, Su Xiaoxiao, who was standing next to him, answered first.

She put down her chopsticks, a sweet smile on her face, her eyes crinkling like two crescent moons, looking utterly harmless.

"I'll be marrying Xiaodaodao around the end of this month. Please come to the wedding banquet, Auntie."

"Alright, alright, congratulations! Congratulations on winning the heart of your beauty... uh?"

Zhao Ya had only uttered half of her congratulations when she suddenly felt something was amiss.

The smile on her face froze, she blinked, and her mind raced.

Wait a minute.

No.

Who will marry whom?

Did she misunderstand?

Looking at Su Xiaoxiao's smiling face, Zhao Ya felt a bad premonition.

She swallowed hard and asked cautiously:

"Um... Xiaoxiao, are you sure you didn't mispronounce something? Shouldn't it be 'you're marrying into the family'?"

Su Xiaoxiao blinked, tilted her head, and looked at Zhao Ya with an innocent expression:

"You're not mistaken, it's Xiaodao who's marrying me. She'll be a live-in son-in-law in my family. My family is very wealthy, and Xiaodao won't be mistreated."

"What?!"

Zhao Ya's vision went black, and she almost fainted.

She steadied herself by holding onto the table, feeling her blood pressure soar and her temples throbbing.

A live-in son-in-law?

Her son?

Becoming a live-in son-in-law in someone else's family?!

How can this be allowed?!

She hadn't even heard Ji Zuodao call her "Mom" once yet, and this kid was already going to run to someone else's house and call them "Mom"?

Zhao Ya felt as if her heart had been hit hard with a hammer, leaving her feeling suffocated.

Hearing this, Wang Gang and Wang Bing glanced at Ji Zuodao with strange looks.

Good grief, is this guy a gigolo?

but……

Damn, this gigolo situation doesn't seem like a bad deal after all.

She's beautiful, rich, and a Qi cultivator at the Divine Power Realm. With those qualities, he'd be willing to marry into her family.

Damn it, this bastard is definitely eating too well.

Seeing Zhao Ya's shocked and speechless expression, Su Xiaoxiao's smile became even brighter.

She tilted her head and, in a nonchalant tone, added another blow:

"By the way, if we have any children, they should take my family name."

"puff--"

Zhao Ya felt as if another arrow had pierced her heart.

She clutched her chest, feeling a little short of breath.

At first she thought it was a surprise, but it turned out to be a shock.

Damn it, this won't do.

She hasn't even been called "Mom" yet, and her own son is already calling someone else "Mom"?

She hasn't even had a grandson yet, and he's already going to take someone else's surname?

Zhao Ya felt her mental state was about to collapse.

However, Su Xiaoxiao's firepower was not over yet.

She picked up her teacup, took an elegant sip, then set the cup down and continued in a casual tone:

"My mom is also very satisfied with Xiaodaodao. After all, she's been supporting him since he was little, she knows him inside and out, so she's at ease, and so am I."

His words silenced the entire room.

The entire living room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Wang Gang was stunned.

Wang Bing was stunned.

Even Ji Zuodao was stunned.

He still had a piece of braised pork in his mouth, but he forgot to chew it. He just stared blankly at Su Xiaoxiao, his mind completely blank.

Yes, Su Xiaoxiao's story is flawless.

The empress did indeed keep him as her mistress.

He only needs to treat the Empress to a delicious meal every few days to obtain a thousand-year-old elixir to prolong her life.

The Empress truly knew him inside and out.

After all, what part of his body hasn't the Empress tasted? If the Empress gets really hungry, she won't even spare the water.

But when you put these words together, they just sound so strange.

Wang Gang and Wang Bing exchanged a glance, both seeing a complex expression in each other's eyes.

They always thought that Ji Zuodao was being kept by some fat woman.

They had already conjured up all sorts of unpleasant images in their minds: an old and ugly rich woman, a greasy fat woman, an old woman with a face full of fat.

But now that Su Xiaoxiao is so incredibly beautiful, how bad could her mother be?

Good heavens, they thought Ji Zuodao was enduring humiliation and biding his time, relying on selling his body to obtain cultivation resources.

But to my surprise, this guy not only ate but also took!

Not only did he live off a woman, but he also won her heart and even her mother-in-law's heart.

Is this something a human being could do?

Wang Bing felt his mentality was collapsing yet again.

Zhao Ya was completely bewildered at this moment.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but the words stuck in her throat.

She felt as if her brain was filled with a bunch of messy information, and she couldn't even turn it over.

The wealthy woman was very satisfied with the man she was keeping, so she found him to be her daughter's live-in son-in-law.

This news would be absolutely explosive even in the world of the wealthy!

Su Xiaoxiao completely changed her previous soft and sweet demeanor. She rested her chin on her right hand, her posture elegant, and her eyes held a confident yet aggressive look.

She looked at Zhao Ya, a meaningful smile playing on her lips, and said:

"Auntie, don't be so surprised. What's the big deal? Anyway, Xiaodao has no parents, so is it strange for him to be a live-in son-in-law? My family is very wealthy, and we've done a lot to help Xiaodao survive until now."

The words "no father or mother" were like a knife, piercing Zhao Ya's heart with precision.

Her face turned pale instantly.

A fire suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart, burning her internal organs with pain.

Who said he didn't have parents?

He has it!

He does have it!

I am...

Zhao Ya suddenly stood up, about to speak, but Wang Gang grabbed her hand.

Wang Gang's face was also very pale, but he still forced himself to stay calm and said in a low voice:

"Honey, wait! Didn't we agree to wait and see..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Ya shook off his hand.

Then, he slapped her across the face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound echoed through the living room, clear and pleasant to the ear.

Wang Gang covered his face, completely stunned.

Zhao Ya looked at him, her eyes filled with an unprecedented coldness and resolve:

"Look at you, you son of a bitch! If you keep staring, my son will be calling someone else's mom!"

Her voice grew higher and higher, sharper and sharper, until finally it was almost a shout.

"You surnamed Wang, I'm going to acknowledge it today! If your Wang family won't acknowledge it, my Zhao family will!"

She took a deep breath and said, word by word:

"And also, we're getting a divorce. We're finished!"

After saying that, she didn't look at Wang Gang again, but turned her head to look at Ji Zuodao.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and tears welled up in them, but she held them back and didn't let them fall.

Her voice trembled slightly, but carried an unprecedented firmness and seriousness:

"Little Dao, I believe you should have some idea by now."

She paused, took a deep breath, and continued:

Actually, I am your mother.

"As for your father..."

She glanced at Wang Gang, who was covering his face and looking completely bewildered, and said coldly:

Just pretend he's dead.

"Those people with the surname Wang have no taste. I'll take you back to the Zhao family to recognize your relatives."

Ji Zuodao sat there, looking at Zhao Ya's serious face and listening to her say "I am your mother," when a strange and indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.

The emotions were very complex.

There was the thrill of a successful scheme, the satisfaction of a well-laid plan, but also something... he didn't want to admit.

He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the inexplicable turmoil in his heart.

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