Chapter 8 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 8 "Sister, I will never dare to bully Zhi Xia again. My spirit beast has been destroyed, and I will never be able to cultivate again. Please spare me, sister." "If only you had thought about this sooner. Weren't you arrogant when you destroyed someone else's spirit beast? I don't think someone like you should stay here. Keep going." Bing Ling Hu received a signal from its master and bit down again. The originally thick neck of the rhinoceros was now reduced to one-third of its previous size. With another bite, Chen Li's spirit beast would be completely destroyed. "Sister, how could you do this? What about the camaraderie between fellow disciples? Don't worry, Chen Junior Brother, I'll help you." Li Fang Fang said as a sword appeared in her hand, ready to break the Li Shuo Sword in front of Chen Li. But before Li Fang Fang's sword could touch Li Shuo, she was knocked away into the air by an invisible force. She flew more than ten meters and coughed up blood. Standing not far from Chen Li, Wang Qi was relieved that he had kept quiet. Otherwise, the senior sister might have targeted him as well. It was better to simply behave and not meddle in such matters. "Do you even deserve to fight back with your limited skills?" Song Wei Zhi sneered at Li Fang Fang, then turned to the rhinoceros. Sensing its master's intention, Bing Ling Hu opened its mouth for the third time, aiming to sever the rhinoceros's neck. However, something in the air prevented it from doing so. Bing Ling Hu couldn't take another bite. A voice came from a distance, "Wei Zhi, what are you doing? Are you still thinking of fighting against your own sect? Stop it now." Upon hearing this, Song Wei Zhi nearly burst into laughter. Wasn't this the biological father of the female lead, Song Ru Hai? It seemed he was aware of what was happening here. However, instead of worrying about his daughter's safety, his immediate reaction was to shift blame and avoid responsibilities. Too bad for him, she wasn't the original character, and she had no parental affection or mentorship with Song Ru Hai. His plans had fallen through. "This is not my fault. Chen Li was at fault first. He disregarded the camaraderie between fellow disciples. If I had arrived a moment later, Zhi Xia's spirit beast would have been destroyed by him," Song Wei Zhi wasn't going to be a meek girl and nod along. She despised many people in the Song family. If she didn't remember that the female lead's fragment of spirit was in the family's treasure trove, she would have wanted to teach the pretentious Song Ru Hai a lesson already. Song Ru Hai stood in the arena and said, "How can you treat your junior brother like this? Chen Li has already attained the Foundation Building Enlightenment level. How can he continue his cultivation now that you've harmed his spirit beast?" Song Wei Zhi looked at Song Ru Hai coldly, then sneered, "So, according to the head, only the lives of disciples with high cultivation levels matter? The lives of disciples with lower cultivation levels don’t matter, even including the life of your own daughter." "Shut up, rebellious child." Furious, Song Ru Hai instinctively raised his hand to strike Song Wei Zhi. But she was prepared. This old man cherished his pride more than anything and was willing to sacrifice his own daughter. Well, she wasn't going to give in to him! The next moment, a barrier made of solid ice formed in front of Song Wei Zhi and Song Zhi Xia, blocking the blow from Song Ru Hai. The ice barrier, however, remained intact. Cold sweat trickled down Song Ru Hai's forehead. He had exerted nearly all his strength with that strike. It seemed Song Wei Zhi had effortlessly blocked the attack. She had reached the Golden Core Enlightenment level, a realm one step higher than his own. This meant that the Song family would unavoidably rely on Song Wei Zhi in the future. Sacrificing their sect’s reputation for someone like Chen Li was not worth it. Having realized this, Song Ru Hai forced a smile and said to Song Wei Zhi, "I acted rashly just now. Educating our junior disciples is important. However, you were too extreme in your methods. Let's do this: both sides have made mistakes today. Let’s consider this as if it never happened." Song Wei Zhi looked at Song Ru Hai as if he were a clown and then snorted, "I'll repeat it; my junior sister and I are not at fault today. They were the ones with wicked intentions from the beginning. Since I am not at fault, why should I step back?" The scene on the stage felt frozen in a moment, and the expressions on everyone's faces were vivid. It was clear that the senior sister was not going to give face to the head. She was not going to follow the path he had prepared. It was evident that the head couldn't do anything to the senior sister, and the outer disciples, after the pressure was lifted, watched from a distance, enjoying the show. Irritated, Song Ru Hai could not control his emotions. From the current situation, it was clear that he didn't stand a chance against Song Wei Zhi. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and say, "Fine, I will have your junior sisters and brothers apologize to you. How about that?" "Is an apology all that is needed? Then, after I have crushed Chen Li's spirit beast, I can apologize to him. An apology is so easy. It's just a brushing of lips," Song Wei Zhi said dismissively. Song Ru Hai, unable to confront Song Wei Zhi directly, swallowed his anger and suggested, "What do you want then?" "I don't want anything. I just want the person who deserves punishment to be punished accordingly. Head, don't get in my way," Song Wei Zhi said, ready to take action. "Wait." A strong voice came from the void, and a moment later, several people appeared in the square. Leading them was Chen Li's father, Chen Qing. Seeing Chen Qing, Song Ru Hai's forehead broke out in an anxious sweat. He was scared that Song Wei Zhi would openly oppose him in front of others. "Ah, the head of the Chen family is also here. Is there something on your mind?" Song Wei Zhi didn't care at all. The most formidable person in their family was Chen Qing, whose cultivation was only at the stage of Opening Light Enlightenment. She was a whole realm higher in cultivation than him. It wasn't frightening at all. Next to her, Song Zhi Xia tugged at Song Wei Zhi timidly. When she turned her head, she saw Song Zhi Xia looking worried. She knew that Song Zhi Xia was concerned for her. Bending down to her ear, she whispered softly, "Don’t worry, they are no match for me." Song Wei Zhi's warm breath gently brushed against Song Zhi Xia's ear, turning her ears red. Looking at Song Wei Zhi, it seemed as if Song Zhi Xia was acting coy and flirty out of shyness. "Song Wei Zhi, do you have the nerve to ask? You have hurt my son's spirit beast so severely. The Song family must give us an explanation today!" Chen Qing pointed a heavy sword at Song Wei Zhi. At this, Song Ru Hai used all his initial cultivation to create a barrier to protect Song Zhi Xia, and several outer disciples of the Song family, along with the few disciples brought by Chen Qing, couldn't withstand the pressure and collapsed, spitting blood. "Father, save me. You are not their match. Don't confront them head-on," Chen Li lay weakly on the ground, and the Li Shuo Sword in front of him remained still. Having been momentarily affected by Song Ru Hai's pressure, Chen Qing looked at Song Ru Hai and asked through gritted teeth, "What does the head of the Song family want in order to release my son?" Before Song Ru Hai could respond, Song Wei Zhi interrupted, "Don’t ask the head; ask me. Your son hurt my junior sister. She even spit blood just now, and his spirit beast was almost crushed. How do you plan to compensate her for this harm?" Although Song Wei Zhi spoke lightly, her words echoed like a raging storm in Chen Qing's ears. From what was evident now, his son seemed to be the most severely injured. Contrary to Song Wei Zhi's words, his junior sister was standing there just fine. "What kind of compensation do you want?" Chen Qing gritted his teeth. He knew Song Wei Zhi's cultivation level. Even if he and his disciples joined forces, they probably wouldn't be a match for her. The most urgent matter was to take his son away and quickly find someone to heal his son's seriously damaged spirit beast. Otherwise, his son's life might as well be over! Song Wei Zhi looked at Chen Qing and calmly said, "Rest assured, what I want is definitely within the means of the Chen family. All I want is a Clean Root Dan."