Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 213 - 212: Want the Corpse

Chapter 213: Chapter 212: Want the Corpse

Retard?!

Lin Hao’s words almost made someone cough up blood.

Mom.

He really dares to say anything!

The only person under the heaven who dares to call the Song Family’s ancestor a retard is Lin Hao alone!

Who would dare to curse the Song Family?

There are not many who would even dare to look him in the eye, let alone curse at him.

It’s always been his job to chastise others!

But Lin Hao, in front of so many people, called him retarded...

Everyone anticipated that Song Qinghong would explode with rage, and it would be a towering fury.

All were quietly waiting.

But after a long while.

Song Qinghong was still very calm and didn’t rage: "Tell me, how exactly am I a retard?"

"Your cultivation talent is very strong, but sadly, you were born with congenital mental deficiency. If you weren’t a cultivator, by now you’d be a complete idiot."

"These past two years, you must occasionally feel headaches, right? In fact, you know your own condition. Aren’t you just afraid that if others find out, they’ll harbor ill intentions towards the Song Family?"

"Song Qinghong, only I can heal your illness."

Lin Hao looked directly into Song Qinghong’s eyes, calm and composed, without a trace of worry.

In his previous life, after struggling through countless hardships from another plane, he returned to the Mortal World to exact revenge on the Song Family.

He accidentally encountered Song Qinghong.

And saved Song Qinghong’s life.

However, at the time, he didn’t know he was from the Song Family, and it was also because of that incident that the Song Family later wasn’t completely exterminated by him, though some did die.

With congenital retardation, currently, in the whole Mortal World, only Lin Hao could cure it!

He was sure that Song Qinghong wouldn’t lay a hand on him.

After all, Song Qinghong didn’t value human lives that much, whether it be killing Song Wuji or Song Manjiang.

They were just family members of the Song Family.

The Song Family has quite a few descendants just like him, if not ten then at least seven or eight.

He really didn’t lack these one or two.

With his descendants filling his hall, he almost could no longer recognize everyone in his family.

What he fears most is not losing one or two, but his own descendants fighting each other, leading to the downfall and extinction of his family.

There are too many children and grandchildren in the Song Family, with intertwined relationships. Without him to maintain it, the Song Family would collapse sooner or later.

Therefore, he cannot die.

Just as it is about protection.

Lin Hao once had a talk with Song Qinghong and understood him very well.

He stared at Song Qinghong.

And Song Qinghong, in that instant, thought a lot, many things; his thoughts mostly aligned with Lin Hao’s guesses.

"You can heal it? Why should I believe you." After a long time, he finally spoke.

"I am your only hope, Song Qinghong. You are not a man of indecision. I have only two conditions."

"One, let Song Guolong become the Family Head of the Song Family."

"Two, become my subordinate."

"These two conditions are easy for you. I know you’re unwilling, but I can promise you, with my presence, I can ensure the Song Family doesn’t decline."

It was clearly a scene dominated by Song Qinghong, but suddenly, it turned into Lin Hao making demands.

The painting’s style changed.

It changed somewhat quickly.

Song Guolong was kneeling on the ground, trembling uncontrollably when he heard Lin Hao’s conditions.

Just one step away!

Right now, all it needs is a nod from Song Qinghong, and he could become the Family Head of the Song Family!

Outside the hall, the faces of the three onlookers were unpredictable.

Will Song Qinghong agree to these demands?

Unless he’s out of his mind!

The first demand is bearable, but the second one is simply a humiliation!

The venerable ancestor of the Song Family, serving as a subordinate to a young man.

What a joke!

Even Nangong Lin found it laughable. Lin Hao making such a request was utterly thoughtless.

Could Song Qinghong possibly agree? Was it even possible for him to agree?

"Alright, I agree!"

Just as these thoughts began to surface among the crowd, suddenly, Song Qinghong’s aged and trembling voice clearly reached everyone’s ears.

At that moment, everyone within and outside of the hall was stunned as they turned their gaze towards Song Qinghong.

Could it be...

He really is out of his mind?

Agreeing to such an excessive demand.

What else could it be but madness?

Song Qinghong didn’t care about how others viewed or thought of him; all he wished for was the prosperity of the Song Family and harmony among its future generations.

After much deliberation.

He still chose to agree!

One, Lin Hao could heal him, and if he couldn’t, it was entirely possible to kill him.

Two, if Lin Hao truly stood with the Song Family, it would mean the family now had a guarantee of protection.

With his talent, he was bound to achieve great things in the future!

And what he had to give up in return was just his position as a subordinate, a loss of freedom; such a trivial sacrifice compared to the stability of the Song Family.

"Song Guolong, from today onwards, you are the new Family Head of the Song Family. Once we return, I will notify the rest of the Song Family about this matter," he said kindly to Song Guolong, who knelt on the ground.

"I, I, I..." Song Guolong, having narrowly escaped death and now becoming the Family Head of the Song Family, was overwhelmed with happiness.

"Thank you, ancestor!"

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

He kowtowed deeply to Song Qinghong, then to Lin Hao.

Without Lin Hao, he couldn’t imagine what his fate would have been.

He felt immensely fortunate, having attended Lan Yue Yuxue’s concert, meeting Lin Hao, and even inviting him to this banquet.

This day, his life had been a rollercoaster, filled with the most extraordinary moments.

"Don’t forget what you’ve promised me," Lin Hao said.

"Mr. Lin, rest assured, Cold Blade is at your disposal from now on," Song Guolong hurriedly responded.

"Good." Lin Hao turned his head, looking at Song Qinghong, "You don’t have any objections, do you?"

"No."

Song Qinghong did not hesitate at all. As Lin Hao said, he was not indecisive; having made his choice, he would not regret it: "I have said before, the decision over Cold Blade’s fate rests with the Song Family Head. Whatever arrangements the Family Head makes, so shall they be."

"Good."

Lin Hao nodded, finally resolving one issue, and sighed in relief.

He approached Song Qinghong and raised his hand to draw a Curse Seal on Song Qinghong’s forehead with fresh blood:

"This seal can temporarily relieve your pain. Next, you’ll prepare some items for me so that I can concoct a medicine."

"Master Lin, just command me," Song Qinghong swiftly agreed, his face showing no particular emotion, but inside, he was tremendously excited.

How could he not be thrilled when his affliction that troubled him for over a century finally had a hope of curing?

"Guolong, leave the clean-up here to you; I and Mr. Lin will head back to the Song Family first," Song Qinghong instructed.

"Yes, ancestor," Song Guolong promptly replied.

Song Qinghong couldn’t wait to invite Lin Hao onto the helicopter and head straight for the Song Family.

As Lin Hao and the ancestor departed,

Song Guolong couldn’t hold back his excitement any longer and jumped up and down after they vanished.

Considering the number of people present, he straightened his clothes and assumed a composed demeanor to direct the bodyguards to clean up the scene and personally approached Nangong Lin and others, hoping they would keep today’s events confidential.

"We can keep it confidential, but, Brother Song, I have a request," others were easily dealt with; after all, the prestige of the Song Family still held, and they did not dare to act rashly. When it came to Nangong Lin, he said,

"Brother Song, could you... hand over Song Manjiang’s body to me?"

"Nangong Lin, what are you planning to do?" Song Guolong asked in a low voice, puzzled, "His body is not something just anyone can claim."

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