The scissors were made of Yin Teng wood, the kind produced in Chaoge’s Southern Mountain.
Sun Yongan felt as if struck by lightning, unable to hide his inner unease, his face as pale as paper.
He instinctively ran his fingers through his hair, strangely kneading his relatively thick black hair, his mind in a state of utter chaos.
What in the world was going on?
Li Fengzhi clutched Sun Qinglu’s hand tightly, “Child, what is he talking about?”
Liu Yaxin, looking at the child in the car, seemed to understand something and rushed towards Sun Yongan in a panic, “You, you scoundrel, what have you done to my child?”
Sun Yongan lowered his head, silent.
His eyes began to change, becoming cruel, resolute, and filled with malice.
“Mr. Qin, this is my family affair, my private matter. You’re meddling too much.”
Sun Yongan slowly raised his head, “I admit, you can command Chen Tiance and deploy Li Tianxing, you must be an absolute big shot from the capital. But I, Sun Yongan, can give up everything, including that wealth and power.”
Qin Yexuan smiled faintly, “You think I shouldn’t be involved in this matter?”
Sun Yongan decided to go all out, “I know, Sun Qinglu is your disciple. Hah, whether he’s a disciple or a godson, aren’t you just standing up for him? Fine, I’ll only take the twins in the baby carriage and leave everything else to you!”
Qin Yexuan reprimanded him on the spot, “Absurd! Are you still thinking of completing your sorcery, of doing that heinous deed? I tell you, I’m not acting for Sun Qinglu!”
He stepped forward coldly, looking down on the richest man in Chaoge with disdain, “Have you not heard, the heavens hear like thunder, and the heavens have eyes? What you are doing is against the way of heaven and earth, more vicious than the most evil demon. I act for four words: acting on behalf of heaven!”
“Such a bold claim!” Sun Yongan tilted his head and gritted his teeth, “No matter how powerful or influential you are, you are merely a noble from the capital. How can you represent heaven and earth?”
Qin Yexuan’s expression grew increasingly calm, “How do you know I cannot represent heaven and earth?”
As his calm voice echoed, the sky outside suddenly darkened, as if an eclipse had occurred.
And the earth let out a rumbling groan.
Sun Yongan was stunned.
With such celestial phenomena occurring, could it be… could he really represent heaven and earth?
“Outside, why is it dark outside?”
“Where is the sun?!”
“Why is the ground shaking?”
Sun Yongan clutched his head and screamed.
However, the people beside him were all bewildered.
From Sun Qinglu’s perspective, it was a brilliant sunny day outside, with a gentle breeze blowing occasionally, autumn leaves scattering across the streets, and the sounds of bustling traffic.
Everything was normal, just an ordinary day.
But Sun Yongan’s fear grew. From his perspective, it was pitch black, everything around him had disappeared, and he seemed to be the only human being in existence.
And opposite him, Qin Yexuan’s figure became incredibly tall, taller than mountains. Looking up, he could only see Qin Yexuan standing on the earth, the starry sky above seeming to be held in his hand.
Oh my god…
Sun Yongan trembled all over, prostrating himself and kowtowing desperately.
Qin Yexuan held the Immovable Wisdom King Mudra in his left hand and the Six Paths Lotus Seed Mudra to confuse the heart in his right hand. His eyes had already employed the Heart Control technique.
With these two mudras and the method of controlling the heart, let alone an ordinary person like Sun Yongan, even Xu Chunyang would have been mentally controlled and unable to resist.
It was all an illusion.
But Sun Yongan was completely controlled.
To him, the illusion was more real than reality.
“Hand over the wooden scissors!”
“Yes, yes, they’re, they’re with me. I’ll, I’ll hand them over now.”
Sun Yongan frantically tore open his shirt, took out a piece of jade he wore on his chest, and then smashed it on the spot. Between two pieces of fake thin jade, a small, finger-sized pair of wooden scissors fell out.
Qin Yexuan withdrew his Heart Control technique and released the mudras.
A stream of spiritual energy, like falling leaves, danced around his body, causing a divine aura to appear around him. At this moment, he exuded an immortal aura, appearing like a celestial being.
Wang Jiaqian watched, mesmerized.
This was the true cultivator, with a natural and intimate aura, a beauty that drew people in.
“What, what is this thing?” Li Fengzhi felt a chill all over her body. Looking at her husband, who was paralyzed on the ground, she could barely recognize the man she had slept with for decades.
“Madam, these are the scissors that can cut the red threads on the children’s feet. Each bloodline corresponds to a pair of scissors. These two children share the same bloodline, and it requires the scissors hidden by Sun Yongan.”
“But, but he invited a powerful master to bless the children. Isn’t this for the children’s own good?”
“Heh, madam, you still don’t understand your husband. Sun Yongan is not the kind of person who cares about family ties or his sons. He only cares about himself. The bloodline is not a blessing, but a curse.”
Ah!
Li Fengzhi was stunned, “Then, then what is he trying to achieve by doing all this?”
Using his own flesh and blood to curse and perform rituals, could a human being do such a thing?
Qin Yexuan coldly kicked the deceased Sun Yongan, “Tell us yourself.”
Sun Yongan’s face was ashen. He slowly ran his hands through his hair and pulled it off, revealing his horrifying bald head after chemotherapy.
Everyone was shocked.
“I’ve had cancer for ten years. In these ten years, I’ve tried every method, even spent money to open a medical laboratory and undergo gene therapy abroad every year, but it was useless. They could only let me live another ten years. I’m not even fifty years old. I don’t want to die.”
The people around them felt a chill.
So, those two children?
Qin Yexuan sneered, “What Sun Yongan used is an ancient witchcraft called ‘Raising Infant Art’.”
“There are many types of Raising Infant Art. The one popular in Southeast Asia now is just the lowest grade, raising dead infants. But the method Sun Yongan learned from the witch was to raise living infants, also known as ‘Substitute Infants’!”
“Once the Substitute Infant is raised, he can exchange his soul into it.”
“Once the life and death line entangled on the children’s feet is formed, Sun Yongan can get a chance to be reborn, from a dying old man into a healthy, lively infant. And the most brilliant part is that Liu Yaxin gave him twins, so he can choose the healthier one!”
This was the truth behind Sun Yongan keeping a mistress outside.
Before Liu Yaxin, he had found many girls, but after examination, those so-called gold-diggers were either sickly or led promiscuous lives, none of them meeting the requirements.
Instead, the demure secretary Liu Yaxin was perfect in all aspects.
“Liu Yaxin was not the type of woman you liked, but you still took her. This was never about a woman from the beginning, but about your rebirth.” Su Dan Novel Network
Qin Yexuan shook his head, “Even a tiger doesn’t eat its cubs. You are truly ruthless. Was this witchcraft given to you by the Daoist sect?”
Sun Yongan shivered, “The method was given by the Daoist sect. The materials, the materials were made by the Lion Camel Ridge Club. I, I promised them that when the Dragon Gate Convention comes, Sun Corporation will obey their commands. Their goal is to build a strange structure on the right side of the Dragon Gate River.”
Sun Yongan covered his face, “For all these years, I was called the richest man, but in reality, those messy so-called investments were all for borrowing money. And the funds I borrowed were almost entirely used by them.”
Qin Yexuan’s eyes flickered.
“Song Shixiong had the same experience as you, except he held his ground!”
Seventy li east of the Dragon Gate River outside Chaoge City was that natural stone arch.
To the left of the Dragon Gate was the development land obtained by Song Shixiong, and to the right was Sun Yongan’s real estate.
So as long as they dealt with Song Shixiong and Sun Yongan, Chaoge’s two richest men would personally work for them, providing manpower and money…
But what exactly were the Daoist sect and the demon race trying to build?