The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

In the main hall, an old man with white hair and beard and a youthful face was sitting on one side, sipping tea from a teacup.

"Master!"

Qu Qingyan ran over in a hurry without even having time to change his clothes.

When she saw that familiar face, she couldn't help but shed tears.

In this world, apart from her father, the old man in front of her is the only one who cares about her the most.

What’s worse, when she was a child and resented her father, her master took on the role of her father.

The old man with white hair and a youthful face stood up slowly, but did not say much. He just stared at her deeply for a long time.

There were many emotions there that she couldn't understand, but she understood the heartache hidden deep inside.

"Master, why are you looking at your disciple like that?" Her master was an otherworldly sage who was well versed in the five elements and gossip. Qu Qingyan was worried that he would notice something unusual, so she quickly concealed her emotions and pulled his arm as usual, asking him to tell her about the interesting things happening outside.

The old man from Tianshan sighed inwardly, then smiled and talked with her for a long time.

The afternoon passed quickly, and the master and disciple had dinner together.

Seeing that it was getting later and later, Lvliu had come to urge her several times, Qu Qingyan could only helplessly say: "Master, it seems that we can only talk tomorrow. I am planning to accompany you to travel for a few days."

"Next time. I came down the mountain this time because I have a bad fate to fulfill, and I came to see you by the way." The old man from Tianshan looked at his last disciple with a smile.

Qu Qingyan immediately said in dissatisfaction: "Master, I have just been with you and you are leaving. Can't you stay for a few more days?"

"There will be a chance in the future..." The old man from Tianshan paused, then took out a small brocade box from his arms and handed it to her, "Qingyan, your master has told you before about your peculiar fate. Nothing can be forced, and should be left to nature. But once it is unavoidable, then..."

Qu Qingyan stared at the old man in front of him and silently said the next words, shocked in place, "Master..."

"Good boy, you have suffered!" A trace of compassion flashed across the detached face of the old man from Tianshan.

He patted her shoulder and left.

Qu Qingyan's tears fell unconsciously again. She looked at the brocade box in her hand and was about to open it when she suddenly thought of something and put it back into the space.

Sure enough, the next moment, an annoying voice came from my mind, [Host, your master is actually a cultivator, and his cultivation is not shallow. I concealed my breath just now for fear of being discovered by him. You know, cultivators are the closest to the heavenly way. It's a pity that your master can't interfere in human affairs, otherwise he can help you. But the box he gave you before leaving must have something good in it. Host, open it and take a look, it may help our next mission. ]

"This is a gift from my master. What? Are you planning something else?" Qu Qingyan revealed his intention.

Xiaoyaer chuckled, "Host, I'm just curious. I didn't expect that the host not only has a powerful father, but also a mysterious master. If the male and female protagonists were not children of destiny, they really couldn't beat you. 】

Qu Qingyan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and went straight back to Qingluo Garden.

But the voice in her mind continued to buzz, so she simply went straight into the space.

The brocade box was lying on the ground. She squatted down, reached out to open it, and when she saw the jade slip inside, her eyes turned red again.

Ever since she could remember, after she had a falling out with her father, an old man who could perform magic tricks appeared in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she became his disciple.

The master said that her fate was peculiar... and that he could not teach her any of his skills, and in the end he only taught her his medical skills.

She was not convinced, she wanted to be like her master, flying in the air, appearing and disappearing, going wherever she wanted, so that her father would not be able to control her.

Her master refused, saying that the time was not right.

In her previous life, she didn't learn even a little bit of what her master taught her until her death, which was her regret.

Now, her master actually handed her the jade slips for cultivation, and then she thought about the silent words her master had just said.

How could she not understand?

The master had already predicted that she would face this disaster, but he was unable to do anything in his previous life. In this life, he...

Qu Qingyan picked up the jade slip and saw the words engraved on the bottom of the box.

There was a message engraved on it: 'Those who practice Taoism must fight against the heavens and their fate. Only by going against the will of heaven can they achieve immortality!'

She pondered these words carefully, and then her eyes turned cold.

Since this is her karma, let her end it!

She stayed awake all night, and devoted herself to cultivation.

It was not until noon the next day that she was able to get out of the space.

[Host, why did you come out just now? I have been waiting for you for a long time.] Xiaoyaer complained.

Qu Qingyan ignored his words, washed up, and ordered someone to serve the meal.

When the food was placed on the table, Lvliu was nowhere to be seen, so she called the secret guard and was about to ask.

The youngest child gloated and said: [Host, your little maid is kneeling in the front hall to be punished. If you get up later, she will be skinned alive even if she doesn't die.]

Hearing this, Qu Qingyan immediately stood up and went outside.

In the main hall, an old lady with droopy eyes and sharp lips was sitting in the main seat, and two women of the same age wearing gold and silver jewelry were constantly complimenting her.

"Sister-in-law, your Honglin is really capable. He has even become the prime minister, second only to the emperor and above everyone else."

"Second sister-in-law is right. Eldest sister-in-law really raised a good son. Our Honglin has the final say in the entire court. No one dares to provoke him."

The old lady sitting in the main seat enjoyed their flattery very much.

By this generation, the Qu family has fallen into decline. If it weren't for Qu Honglin, how could they have achieved their current prosperity?

Qu Wen was very proud of this and felt that everything was her credit.

"However, sister-in-law, nephew Honglin is already over thirty years old, and has only two daughters. How will you meet your elder brother in a hundred years?"

"That's right. Our nephew is so outstanding. If there is no successor, who will inherit this huge family business? How can we face our ancestors in the future?"

After hearing these two sentences, Mrs. Qu Wen was so angry that she slammed the table, "It was that short-lived ghost who killed my son! If it weren't for her, how could my Honglin be alone until now? And she is a useless person who can't even give birth to a child. What's the use of a little girl? And Honglin protects her so tightly. For so many years, he has never shown filial piety to me, his grandmother..."

The masked woman behind her, who had remained silent, tugged at her sleeve.

Only then did Qu Wen stop cursing, but her face still showed dissatisfaction and disgust.