Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start

"I'm not your father, nor am I dead. Why are you kowtowing to me here?"

Tang Sanzhi stood up, his expression solemn, and answered seriously, "A teacher for a day is a father for life. Propriety must not be disregarded."

"Stop! Stop!"

Nan Feng rolled his eyes, his face full of disgust. "Don't use that sentence to disgust me, and don't compare me to your deadbeat father. It makes me feel sick."

"He can't even raise his own son to be such a half-dead, pathetic person. He's unworthy of being a father. I can't bear the shame."

Tang San hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Although, as a son, he wanted to say a few words in defense of his father and save face.

But... how the hell do I say that?

Every single word they uttered was an undeniable truth!

Moreover, as a teacher, it seems that he, as the apprentice, has no right to interrupt when it comes to reprimanding an irresponsible father.

Nan Feng raised his hand from a distance, and an invisible force pulled Tang San, who was kneeling on the ground, up.

He frowned, carefully examining Tang San's coarse linen clothes and still thin frame, his expression darkening:

"When I left a year ago, didn't I leave you a bag of gold soul coins? That was for you to buy meat to improve your meals."

"How come you're still in this half-dead state after a year?"

"Don't you know how to buy yourself some good meat and vegetables to nourish your body? Don't you even know how to change into a new pair of patched and tattered clothes?"

Nanfeng looked at him like he was an idiot. "When you don't have the means, it's one thing to put up with it. But now that you do, why do you keep finding ways to be harsh on yourself? Are you sick or a masochist?"

Tang San's eyes twitched slightly; he was so ashamed of the scolding that he couldn't lift his head. He explained in a low voice:

“Teacher, I gave most of the money in that bag to Grandpa Jack, the village chief. He’s always been very kind to me, and besides, I’m just a little kid, I don’t need that much money.”

Tang San paused, his tone becoming cautious, "Moreover, a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. I don't feel safe flaunting so many gold soul coins around the village."

"Your brain..."

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow. "He really is so clear-headed one minute and like he's drowning the next."

"Alright, I can't be bothered with your nonsense."

Nan Feng waved his hand. "Go back to your lousy blacksmith shop and pack your things. While you're at it, call your brain-dead father and tell him you're leaving."

Tang San nodded: "My dad should still be sleeping at this hour. I'll go back now."

"I won't go over there and bother with him. You go ahead, I'll wait for you here." Nan Feng waved his hand.

Tang San turned around and ran quickly towards the blacksmith's shop in the village.

However, not long after.

Tang San returned empty-handed and dejected.

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow at his expression, which seemed to indicate that the sky had fallen.

"What's with that expression? What, did your awful dad finally die of alcohol poisoning in bed?"

Tang San's expression froze, he clenched his fists, and his voice was hoarse: "He... is gone."

As he spoke, Tang San pulled a crumpled letter from his pocket and handed it to Nan Feng.

"This is the letter he left on the table."

Nan Feng merely glanced at the letter and made no attempt to take it.

"So what if they left?"

Nan Feng shrugged, looking completely unconvinced. "His legs are his own; he can go wherever he wants. Who are you trying to fool with that half-dead expression?"

"Could it be... that you feel abandoned because he suddenly left without saying goodbye? Are you feeling wronged?"

Nan Feng scoffed, "So what if you're going to dump him? With such a useless and worthless father, it's good that he's gone. You'll be rid of a burden and a lot of trouble."

Tang San's eye twitched violently, and he couldn't help but retort, "Teacher, he is, after all, my father!"

"What's wrong with Father?"

Nan Feng looked at him speechlessly, "Bloodline is something you're born with, not something you choose yourself. To be honest, you only provided a sperm."

“If you developed a deep bond based on this natural blood relationship, such as filial piety and parental love, then I can completely understand your sadness and grief now that he is gone.”

"But what's the truth? Your deadbeat father treats you like a stray dog ​​he picked up off the street. He's drunk every day and ignores you completely!"

"He doesn't even treat you like a son, so why are you being so sentimental? Are you trying to move yourself?"

Tang San's mind was buzzing, and he subconsciously repeated that pale sentence:

"But he is, after all, my father..."

Chapter 314 The Teacher's Mistress and Daughter? Tang San was dumbfounded.

……

"There are countless heartbreaking stories of fathers and sons killing each other, brothers fighting amongst themselves, and children being sold off in this world! Is the word 'father' some kind of get-out-of-jail-free card?"

Nan Feng was amused by his stubborn filial piety. "Do you really think that just because he has the title of father, you should tolerate him without any limits and even be grateful to him? Please, are you out of your mind?"

Why should children be grateful to their parents?

Nan Feng looked down at Tang San, his words sharp and meaningful: "Thank you, thank you! We only need to be grateful for kindness received!"

"Parents have the grace of giving birth to and raising their children, and the affection of teaching them, so children have the obligation to be filial when they grow up. This is an equal exchange and also a fundamental principle of ethics."

"But what about your deadbeat father? How did he raise you?"

"Making a child under four years old stand on a stool to cook and take care of himself! And even having to serve a lively, energetic adult alcoholic who just pretends to be dead all day long!"

"What kind of beastly bastard would do something like this?!"

Nan Feng pointed at Tang San's nose and scolded him with exasperation:

"They dumped you as a free babysitter and a burden, and you're still complaining here? Are you some kind of pathetic idiot?!"

Tang San was so overwhelmed by this torrent of harsh scolding that he couldn't lift his head at all.

These words sound harsh and unpleasant, and even seem outrageous and heretical in the eyes of the world.

But Tang San racked his brains and couldn't find a single word to refute it.

Even in the deepest recesses of his heart, from his two lifetimes, a thought faintly arose that terrified even himself—

That's a really damn well-founded insult.

"Alright, I'm too lazy to waste any more words with you."

Nan Feng waved his hand, interrupting Tang San's complicated thoughts, "That's it then. Is there any other junk you need to clean up? If so, hurry up and do it; if not, leave now."

Tang San took a deep breath, suppressing his chaotic thoughts, and shook his head: "No more."

"Then let's go."

Nan Feng didn't hesitate. With a slight movement of his fingertips, his soul power surged, and the silver-gray spatial power instantly flowed, enveloping Tang San completely.

next moment.

Tang San felt a blur before his eyes, and the sensation under his feet suddenly changed.

When he opened his eyes again, he was completely stunned.

what's the situation? !

One second I was clearly standing in the mud on the back mountain of Holy Soul Village, and the next second I was in the sea of ​​clouds thousands of feet in the sky!

All around him were swirling clouds torn apart by the gale, and beneath his feet was a transparent light shield!

Inside the space sphere, Arou and Xiaowu, who were originally lying on the edge watching the sea of ​​clouds, were also startled by the sudden appearance of a large living person and turned their heads away.

Nan Feng pointed to Tang San, who was still in a daze, and said to the mother and daughter:

"His name is Tang San, my newly accepted disciple."

Then, he pointed to Arou and Xiaowu and introduced them to Tang San: "This is Xiaowu, she will be your senior sister from now on. This is Arou, your master's wife."

Tang San's mind hadn't fully processed what was happening, but the rules he had learned over the years in the outer sect of the Tang Clan made him react instinctively. He quickly and respectfully bowed and greeted his senior sister and mistress.

Upon hearing this form of address, Arou and Xiaowu's expressions instantly became somewhat unnatural.

It would be awkward for anyone to suddenly have an extra disciple and junior brother out of nowhere.

However, due to Nan Feng's tyrannical power, the mother and daughter could only force a smile and nod to Tang San as a greeting.

Nan Feng glanced at the three of them and casually asked, "Would you like something to eat? If not, I'll head out at full speed now. If we leave now, we can have lunch in Tiandou City."

"Lunch?!" Tang San was stunned, his face full of astonishment.

Although he had never traveled far from home, he had heard old village chief Jack talk about the outside world.

The capital of the Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou City, is nearly ten thousand miles away from this remote border province of Fasno!

Even if you rent the best horse-drawn carriage and travel day and night, it would still take at least a month to get there!

Lunch is served at noon.

"Stop acting all naive." Nan Feng rolled her eyes at him speechlessly. "Are you going to eat or not? If not, I'm leaving."

Xiao Wu shook her head and whispered, "I'm not hungry."

Arou shook her head as well: "I don't have an appetite either."

Upon seeing this, Tang San quickly replied, "I ate some before I started my cultivation this morning."

"Alright, let's not waste any more time, let's go."

Nan Feng waved his hand.

As soon as the words were spoken, the three people inside the space sphere did not feel the slightest turbulence or shaking, but the scenery outside the light shield turned into blurry afterimages in an instant!

The clouds were brutally torn apart, and the mountains, rivers, and cities below were all rushing backward at an unbelievable speed.

This terrifying speed, which disregarded spatial distance, completely stunned Tang San. His eyes were fixed on the outside world, and he even forgot to breathe.

At this moment, however, Arou and Xiaowu's attention was not on the breathtaking scenery outside.

The mother and daughter were subtly sizing up the dark-skinned, thin boy who had just joined them.