An Unexpected Turn: Villain Becomes Dad

Chapter 155

This was his first time refining blood pills, and he had succeeded on the first try. The flames dissipated. Fifty crimson blood pills hovered in the air, surrounded by the sound of dragons roaring.

Each blood pill had a Red Dragon’s phantom coiling around it, emitting a brilliant red glow. The fragrance of the pills filled the entire city lord’s mansion.

“The pills are complete!” Feng Yuwan’s beautiful eyes sparkled with joy.

The Feng Family elders nearby were also filled with excitement. There were dozens of blood pills. The Holy Son had just said these pills would be used to strengthen the Feng Family.

As elders at the Nascent Soul Realm, each of them should receive one pill, right? A powerful cultivator, just shy of the Void Refinement Realm, with Red Dragon blood, had been refined into blood pills. The effects of such pills were sure to be extraordinary. If they consumed them, their cultivation would likely increase by at least one level.

Long Tianyu, whose half-face had been slapped off by Feng Yuwan, had still not been treated. Instead, he was tied to a stone pillar, left to endure the wind and sun for four days.

The Feng Family’s cultivators hated Long Tianyu, so they had been tormenting him during this time.

“So fragrant!” Long Tianyu, in a daze, smelled the aroma of the pills.

“Is Qian Ning bringing me medicine for my injuries?” He struggled to open his eyes. But what he saw wasn’t Feng Qian Ning. Instead, he followed the gazes of the crowd and looked toward the sky.

The green and white flames had dissipated. Dozens of glowing, crimson pills floated in the air. Each one shone like a miniature sun.

“Those are … blood pills? Blood pills … made from my father? Ah! Father! Yang Chen, damn you! I will cut you into a thousand pieces!”

Realizing what had happened, Long Tianyu let out a hoarse roar.

As Yang Chen was in the middle of dividing the pills with his master, a mechanical voice suddenly echoed in his mind:

[Ding! The host has refined Long Tianyu’s father into blood pills, causing Long Tianyu’s mind to completely collapse. The host has plundered 2000 points of Providence Luck from the Son of Destiny, Long Tianyu, and gained 2000 VPs!]

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“Hmm?” Upon hearing the system’s voice in his mind, Yang Chen felt a bit disappointed. When refining Long Aohuan into a blood pill, Yang Chen naturally aimed to seize a significant amount of Yu’er’s luck points. However, he only managed to seize 2,000 points. It seems that the remaining 3,500 luck points of Yu’er were not easy to grab.

Originally, he thought that after killing Long Aohuan, he would send his son to join him in death, reuniting the father and son. But now, it seems Yu’er can’t die just yet.

Glancing at Long Tianyu, who was tied to a stone pillar, half of his face mangled, with exposed bones faintly visible, Yang Chen’s lips curved into a smile. It seems that to get the remaining 1,500 luck points from Yu’er, I’ll have to rely on Feng Yuwan, his mother-in-law. After all, Feng Yuwan, the esteemed mother-in-law, was Yu’er’s true forbidden desire.

“Yu Wan, here are sixteen blood pills! The others were taken by my master.”

In the palace, Yang Chen handed over the sixteen blood pills to Feng Yuwan. Holding the pills emitting a rich medicinal aroma, Feng Yuwan couldn’t conceal her excitement.

“Brother Chen, thank you! With these sixteen blood pills, the strength of the Feng family elders can rise to another level!”

“Why are you thanking me?” Yang Chen feigned reproach, unable to resist playfully swatting her in a private spot as a form of discipline.

“You’re so annoying!” Feng Yuwan shyly complained, then snuggled into Yang Chen’s embrace. Her face was slightly flushed, but it radiated happiness.

After a brief moment of intimacy, Yang Chen left the palace.

While refining Long Aohuan earlier, he had sensed Empress Yan’s presence nearby for a fleeting moment. Since he had once clashed with her, he was particularly sensitive to her aura. Moreover, it seemed like that woman deliberately revealed her presence to draw him over.

In the palace, Feng Yuwan tidied up her slightly disheveled dress, which had been rumpled by Yang Chen, and the blush on her face gradually faded, while the dazed look in her beautiful eyes slowly receded.

Just as she was about to leave the palace, she suddenly felt a surge of true qi behind her.

Startled, Feng Yuwan spun around and struck out with her palm.

Bang!

Although the sword light shattered, she was still pushed back several steps. The true qi dissipated, and seeing Zhan Lingshuang approaching slowly, Feng Yuwan’s eyes filled with astonishment.

“Lingshuang! It’s been so long!” Even though Zhan Lingshuang had been here for some time, this was the first time they were meeting alone.

Feng Yuwan knew Zhan Lingshuang had come because of her relationship with Yang Chen. Her mind couldn’t help but recall a few days ago when Zhan Lingshuang had barged in on her and Yang Chen, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

“Feng Yuwan, you’re quite something! I kindly helped you gain the position of city lord, and now you’ve set your sights on my disciple! Do you even realize that he’s my only disciple?” Zhan Lingshuang said coldly.

Feng Yuwan’s eyes showed a trace of helplessness. Although she had initially been forced into being with Yang Chen by that little rascal, later on, she had fallen for him willingly. In fact, her feelings for Yang Chen had grown even more passionate. So, she couldn’t refute Zhan Lingshuang’s words and could only murmur softly:

“Lingshuang, I know you’re upset with me, but I’m truly sincere toward Brother Chen!”

“Brother Chen?” Zhan Lingshuang burst into laughter. “How can you call him that with no shame? Don’t you know that you’re over a thousand years older than him? Shameless!”

“I …” Feng Yuwan blushed.

Calling that little rascal “Brother Chen” was indeed a bit embarrassing. But what could she do? Zhan Lingshuang’s little disciple liked it. If she didn’t call him that, he’d continue to torment her. Oh well.

Zhan Lingshuang stepped closer to Feng Yuwan, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

Seeing her in a dark green palace dress with a tightly cinched waist that flaunted her figure, Zhan Lingshuang’s lips curled in disdain.

Then she said: “Feng Yuwan, although we haven’t seen each other in hundreds of years, I trust you haven’t forgotten my temper and methods! Chen’er is still young and naive, so he may be momentarily captivated by your flashy appearance. But deep down, you should know your relationship won’t last long. The age gap is too great; you’re bound to have little in common. And as his master, I do not approve! I hope you can leave him of your own accord. That would be best for both of you!”

“Leave him?” Feng Yuwan was momentarily stunned, her beautiful eyes clouded with sorrow.

Sure enough, Zhan Lingshuang disapproved. In fact, she had already expected this. But for her to separate from Brother Chen? That was impossible.

Just as she was about to refuse, a sudden wave of nausea hit her.

“Ugh!” Feng Yuwan hurriedly covered her mouth.

“What’s wrong with you? You’re already at the mid-Soul Transformation Realm, how can you still feel unwell?” Zhan Lingshuang was a bit surprised.

But seeing Feng Yuwan retching without actually vomiting, her expression gradually shifted.

“Feng Yuwan, are you … pregnant?”