Chapter 62: Internal Strife in the He Family

He Cangming’s only thought was to kill Yu Sisi and seize the opportunity. But he had to be wary of He Zhao scheming against him. He Zhao would do anything for his own benefit, He Cangming afraid that he would hide the matter of Yu Sisi.

So, He Cangming asked him to tell him in detail what had happened.

He Zhao also repeated what he had said, but with a lot of “modification”. He said that Jiang Yun of Mount God of Heaven had an unfathomable strength, and he was completely powerless to resist it. However, he did not tell He Cangming that Jiang Yun didn’t use any spiritual power.

He Cangming just thought that Jiang Yun’s cultivation level was higher than He Zhao’s, and secretly scorned He Zhao.

Just as the two of them were having a hypocritical “harmonious” communication, a voice rudely interrupted them.

“Jiang Yun of Mount God of Heaven? What’s that? I’ve never heard of it.”

A young man dressed in tight clothes walked past the doorman and directly entered without informing him.

He Junjie entered and called He Cangming “father” before sitting down at the table.

He Cangming was not angry at his only son’s arrogant behavior. Instead, he put on a genuine smile and sat next to He Junjie with the adoration of an elder.

“Junjie, you’ve been cultivating for some time. Have you absorbed the Lingzhi Celestial Stone?”

Lingzhi Celestial Stone was one of the treasures collected from the Yu family’s treasury. It could expand part of the meridians of cultivators and was a rare treasure. In the Yu family, only the elders of the family could obtain one.

He Cangming directly gave half of it to He Junjie. It could be said that he was very adored of his sin. Even the immortal herb that He Zhao went to find this time was to be given to He Junjie.

He Junjie was the child He Cangming had after a great effort. He was only a little over a hundred years old and had enjoyed the best resources of the He family since birth. Now, his cultivation level was only a hair’s breadth away from the Spirit King Realm.

With his illustrious background, coupled with his own high talent and being used to praises and pamper, He Junjie had always been pretentious and looked down on He Zhao, who had betrayed the main family.

Therefore, when He Zhao bowed to him, he did not even give him a glance.

He Zhao bowed for a long time, but he didn’t hear He Junjie call him. He didn’t get up either and remained motionless like a statue. He Cangming also acted as if he didn’t see him.

“I’ve already absorbed it. I’m only a little bit away from the Spirit King Realm. If I had that immortal herb, I might be able to break through.”

He Junjie poured himself a cup of spirit tea and took a sip before replying.

At this point, He Junjie seemed to have just noticed that there was someone standing beside him. He asked He Zhao impatiently, “Where’s my immortal herb?”

“The immortal herb has been stolen and hasn’t been taken back.” He Zhao took the opportunity to get up and replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.

He Junjie’s originally good-looking face instantly darkened, and the cup of tea fell on He Zhao’s head. He cursed angrily, “Trash!”

The thin teacup instantly shattered, and pieces and blood fell down together.

Light green spirit tea fell on He Zhao’s head, face, and lapels. His forehead was blue and purple, and in addition to the bleeding wound on his forehead, he was in a particularly sorry state.

But He Zhao did not tidy up. He lowered his eyes and did not say a word.

He Junjie had always disliked him. Every time he met He Zhao, he would beat him up or scold him. He always like to look for trouble for no reason. If He Zhao resisted, he would only get beaten up.

“Get Out!” He Junjie’s face was full of disgust, as if he had seen something dirty. He Cangming only glanced at He Zhao lightly.

He Zhao bowed expressionlessly, turned around, and left. He even closed the door.

He Junjie did not hide his expression until He Zhao’s footsteps disappeared. He complained to He Cangming, “Father! Why do you still keep this dog? I feel disgusted when I see him.”

“He’s still useful. Don’t worry, he will soon be useless.”

He Cangming comforted him with a smile, but that smile made people shudder.

“He’s useful? What’s his use?! He can’t even get an immortal herb. Who knows if he took it for himself and then lie to us? Humph!”

It had to be said that the two of them had the same thought process. They both felt that He Zhao had taken the immortal herb for himself. As expected of father and son.

He Zhao had really bad criminal records, and he was indeed not a trustworthy person.

“Not this time. He said that he met Yu Sisi.”

He Cangming pondered for a moment and then relayed He Zhao’s words to He Junjie.

“This bastard! He is truly a useless trash. Previously, I made him send people to kill Yu Sisi, but he couldn’t get it done. Now, he couldn’t even get an immortal herb and was beaten until his primordial spirit left his body.”

He Junjie wasn’t as nervous as He Cangming. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and gnashed his teeth,

“This time, I’m going to kill Yu Sisi myself, take back my immortal herb, and then kill him!”

He Junjie’s tone was cold. This time, He Cangming did not object.

With Yu Sisi’s death, He Zhao was useless.

He Junjie did not want to endure it anymore. He Zhao had repeatedly put on airs in front of others, pretending to be subservient to him. In the beginning, He Junjie did not really care about him.

It was not until he happened to turn back halfway that he heard He Zhao and his fiancée, the eldest daughter of Qin Island, Qin Mingzhu, fabricating him behind his back. He portrayed himself as a pitiful disciple in front of Qin Mingzhu while she was still unfamiliar with Thunder City.

He Junjie immediately understood why his fiancée had a good impression of him in the beginning, but later on, she constantly avoided him. He originally thought that it was because she was shy. After all, Qin Mingzhu was only twenty years old, and there was a difference of nearly a hundred years between them.

Now that it was clear that it was He Zhao who was playing tricks and still wanted to have affair with his fiancée, he flew into a rage. He directly kicked the door and entered. Under Qin Mingzhu’s terrified gaze, he gave He Zhao a good beating, breaking a few of his ribs, an arm, and a leg.

He Cangming came later and pulled him back, saving He Zhao’s life.

He Junjie also noticed that his poor fiancée was scared out of her wits by his atrocity just now. He wanted to go over and comfort her, but Qin Mingzhu ran away crying. Those who didn’t know better would think that he had hit her.

Because of He Junjie’s beating, Qin Mingzhu even wanted to break off the engagement. Fortunately, the elders on both sides mediated between them, both sides were unwilling to let go of the interests easily.

But in this way, He Junjie couldn’t go to Qin Mingzhu, and he hated He Zhao even more.

But what He Junjie didn’t know was that He Zhao was determined to make him a cuckold to take revenge for the embarrassment he had caused him.

As soon as he went out, he went to look for Qin Mingzhu.

It had to be said that He Zhao was really good at playing with people’s hearts. He didn’t directly go to Qin Mingzhu’s door and complain to her about the He family’s ruthlessness towards him.

Instead, he first messed up his hair and clothes. He deliberately pulled down the collar of his clothes, revealing the complete Adam’s apple and the collarbone.

This body was not as handsome as he used to be, but it had a more feminine and fragile feeling. It was easiest for women to let down their guard and develop tender feelings for him.

Then, He Zhao stood behind a willow tree outside Qin Mingzhu’s courtyard and saw Qin Mingzhu taking a walk in the courtyard at this time as usual.

He Zhao began his performance.