radicalducati Chapter 1393 - 1372: She Was Born to Marry the Supreme Huaxia Prodigy with Atavistic Yanhuang Blood!
Chapter 1393 - 1372: She Was Born to Marry the Supreme Huaxia Prodigy with Atavistic Yanhuang Blood!
"What?!"Ling Wuye’s eyes suddenly narrowed.
The faces of all the elders of the Ling Family suddenly darkened as well.
"Let them explain." Wang Feng looked at Xiao Qing and Xiao Bai again, speaking coldly.
Everyone turned their heads in unison, directing questioning gazes filled with anger at the two of them!
The atmosphere within the deep mountains was completely different from the outside world; it was extremely conservative here, and women valued their chastity greatly.
Before the wedding night, they would not casually give themselves to anyone.
All women would save all their firsts for their wedding night, giving those most important things to the man they love on that special evening.
Of course, if a man discovered on the wedding night that his wife was no longer pure, he had the right to annul the marriage. The woman’s family and faction would also face disdain and condemnation once the news spread, impacting their honor and reputation.
The major Ancient Martial Clans, for the sake of their own reputations and prestige, would naturally spend great effort to restrain their disciples, strictly forbidding the men from sowing their wild oats everywhere, while also sternly warning the female disciples not to give themselves away casually before marriage.
Of course, being touched lightly was not a big deal.
But for Ling Fufu of the Ling Family, being touched by a man anywhere was a huge issue, let alone having such a private part as her lower abdomen rubbed!
More than twenty years ago, when Ling Fufu was born, Ling Wuye and the elders of the Ling Family discovered the purest Ling Family bloodline flowing within her. They were ecstatic, believing that the ancestors wouldn’t have passed the purest bloodline to a female descendant for no reason!
They speculated that the ancestors might have foreseen something!
For example, this generation might see the birth of a super prodigy with the purest return-to-ancestry Yanhuang bloodline, so the ancestors passed the purest bloodline to Ling Fufu, making her worthy of such a prodigy!
In short, Ling Fufu was destined to marry a super prodigy who is a leader among the tribes, fulfilling the ancestors’ wish!
The ancestors wanted her to represent the Ling Family and marry a leader-level prodigy!
And there was a prerequisite: before the marriage, she must be completely pure.
Otherwise, no matter how pure the Ling Family bloodline flowing through her was, she wouldn’t be worthy of the match of a heaven-defying genius with a higher-grade Yanhuang bloodline!
Ling Fufu had worn a black veil on her face since she was young because the Ling Family believed that only a leader of a hundred tribes was qualified to personally unveil her, becoming the first to see her true face.
Now look what’s happened; Ling Fufu’s veil is gone, and such a private part as her abdomen was actually rubbed by a man for a long time?!
In this case, how could she still be qualified to marry a leader of a hundred tribes?!
A leader of a hundred tribes, someone who could command the entire Endless Deep Mountains in southwest Huaxia and the entire Ancient Martial Realm of Huaxia, had such high thresholds to become his woman!
Chastity was the first priority!
The cleanliness of the body was the second priority!
Now, Ling Fufu has lost her qualification to marry a leader of a hundred tribes, which completely goes against the ancestors’ goodwill in granting her the purest bloodline. However, this wasn’t her desire, everyone knew she naturally valued her body and chastity highly!
The blame could only fall on those who, while she was unconscious, failed to protect her, allowing some foul-minded vile men to succeed!
"You two, give us a good explanation, tell us everything that happened honestly!" The elders of the Ling Family pointed at Xiao Qing and Xiao Bai, their fury palpable.
"We... we..."
Xiao Qing and Xiao Bai shrank their heads, expressions of panic on their faces, their eyes dodging, stammering without saying much.
Right at this moment.
"Cough... cough cough!"
From within the boudoir, came several painful coughs.
Upon hearing it, everyone was momentarily stunned and then overjoyed!
Ling Fufu has awoken!
"Fufu, how are you?" Wang Feng was the first to rush into the boudoir, her expression ecstatic yet somewhat worried as she checked Ling Fufu’s condition.
Why was she so ecstatic yet somewhat worried?
Because normally, when Ling Fufu’s cold physique acted up before, it would take at least a month and a half on the Blazing Jade Bed before she awoke from her coma. This time she woke up in less than a day.
Moreover, her body temperature seemed to have returned to 35 degrees, not far from normal body temperature.
This was simply too unexpected and abnormal.
"Am I... am I dead?"
Ling Fufu kept coughing, her voice extremely weak. Looking at Wang Feng and the high-level members of the Ling Family behind her, she was very confused, "Dad... mom, grandpa, why... why are you here?"
"Fufu, you aren’t dead, don’t say that. You’re at home. I brought you back home safely when you were in danger," Wang Feng knelt beside the Blazing Jade Bed, tightly holding Ling Fufu’s cold little hand, speaking softly, her eyes filled with a mother’s care for her daughter.
Home?
Ling Fufu glanced around the familiar surroundings and the Blazing Jade Bed beneath her, immediately understanding everything.
She indeed wasn’t dead but was brought back home just before dying.
"Fufu, what exactly happened?"
"Your illness cycle is normally once every two years, isn’t it?"
Ling Fufu’s father, Ling Fengyun, dressed in a white robe, with a tenacious face, features as if chiseled with a knife and eyes sharp as an eagle’s, frowned and asked puzzled: "Why did it flare up in less than half a year this time?"
"I... I don’t know either." Ling Fufu coughed a few times, weakly responding: "I was in a desperate situation fighting a mid-level Divine King Level Evil Martial Artist, nearly exhausting my Ancient Martial strength. At the critical moment, not only did the cold physique suddenly act up, but I also suffered a fierce attack from the Evil Martial Artist, falling into a coma on the spot."
Attacked by an Evil Martial Artist?
Everyone turned grave at these words.
Wang Feng’s gaze turned cold, placing her hand close to Ling Fufu’s forehead, checking her condition.
A while later, her expression softened greatly, and through the black veil, she gently stroked Ling Fufu’s delicate cheek, softly asking: "Fufu, are you sure you’re not mistaken? I haven’t found any evil qi or injuries beyond the cold physique inside you."
"That’s... that’s because the injuries within the young miss’s body have been healed by the Purest Extreme Yang Qi. The evil qi was entirely devoured by the Extreme Yang Qi, leaving no trace," Xiao Qing weakly spoke from the back of the crowd, once again drawing everyone’s attention.
Ling Fufu furrowed her brows, trying hard to recall, and coughed as she said: "I... I do vaguely remember, when I was unconscious, a Qi that made me feel very comfortable flowed from my dantian into my limbs and organs, suppressing my cold physique, and even devoured a Qi that made me feel very uncomfortable, corroding my life. Those... those gasses were probably the evil Qi invading my body."
"Xiao... Xiao Qing, who was it?"
Ling Fufu turned her head with difficulty, using her remaining strength to ask: "The one who saved me with the Extreme Yang Qi, could... could it be my ’rival in love’?"
Looking down at her boots hesitantly for a good while, Xiao Qing bit her lip and, in front of Wang Feng, lied, shaking her head: "Miss, you misunderstood, the one who saved you wasn’t him, it was the Empress."