Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law-Chapter 424 Yan Zhenling’s Autobiography

Xu Ping’an looked at Yan Zhenling, groveling on the ground, yet his brows slightly furrowed.

Yan Zhenling’s actions had unexpectedly stirred a sense of pity in his heart.

At this moment, he could effortlessly kill Yan Zhenling, but somehow, he found it hard to bring himself to do it.

"State your reasons," Xu Ping’an said coldly.

In his view, Yan Zhenling before him was no good person.

Trading the use of her Charm Technique and her own body for some opportunities, and having Sect disciples do her bidding, her schemes were far from noble.

Of course, he had also noticed that Yan Zhenling had her unspeakable difficulties.

"I don’t want to die; I want to grow stronger. The Young Master is someone who can make me stronger, so I am willing to submit. I know a woman like me doesn’t even qualify to work under the Young Master, perhaps even sullying the Young Master’s eyes. Yet, I still wish the Young Master would give me a chance."

Yan Zhenling’s eyes were as resolute as iron, her voice falling like a clinking metal stone.

This moment, she spoke these words from the bottom of her heart.

She knew too well the lofty standards of the youth before her, and he would unlikely take notice of her.

Thus, she didn’t employ any clever tricks; everything came straight from her heart.

Xu Ping’an looked at Yan Zhenling, whose eyes met his with unwavering firmness.

"Taking you in isn’t impossible, but you know my secret," Xu Ping’an said.

Yan Zhenling immediately raised three fingers, saying earnestly, "I, Yan Zhenling, swear by the Heavenly Dao that from this moment on, I shall loyally serve the Young Master before me, as a slave or a maidservant, never to betray. Should I betray, may my spirit be scattered and never find peace in the afterlife."

"Buzz!"

As her voice fell, it transformed into a golden light that flew into the sky.

This was a true oath to the Heavenly Dao; any betrayal would lead to divine retribution.

That is to say, this woman before him now had no possibility of betrayal.

"In that case, rise," Xu Ping’an replied.

At this point, there was no need to kill Yan Zhenling anymore; bound by her oath to the Heavenly Dao, she posed no threat to him.

"Thank you, Master," Yan Zhenling responded.

"There’s no need to call me master. My name is Xu Ping’an. You may continue to call me Young Master," Xu Ping’an said indifferently.

Yan Zhenling nodded.

"Tell me your story. I want to know what you are aiming for by paying such a heavy price," Xu Ping’an said, looking at Yan Zhenling.

Hearing Xu Ping’an’s inquiry, Yan Zhenling showed a pained expression and began, "Since I was young, I was raised by Master Ling Feng, the current Sect Master of the Wind Radiance Sect. I became his disciple, and my natural talent was not inferior to Yun Feiyu’s, breaking through to the Seventh Rank at the age of twenty."

Xu Ping’an was somewhat surprised.

Breaking through to the Seventh Rank at twenty years old indeed made one a genius in the Spirit Realm.

"However, right after I reached the Seventh Rank, that bastard Ling Feng revealed his true colors. Using me as his Furnace Cauldron, he forced me to engage in Dual Cultivation with him. When I refused, he would forcefully lay his hands on me. As a Tenth Rank expert, how could I resist him? So, time and again I was violated by him. What’s even more hateful is that he feared my talent and secretly drugged me, ruining my Spirit Root."

Yan Zhenling’s face twisted in rage, her teeth clenched tightly.

Tang Qingyu’s face paled upon hearing this, and a surge of intense anger welled up within her.

As a woman herself, she could understand the humiliation Yan Zhenling endured.

"The humiliation inflicted by Ling Feng is one thing; I would’ve considered it repaying his kindness for raising me, but unexpectedly, he began to offer me to other Elders in exchange for treasures, just like Yun Feiyu said—I became common property within the Wind Radiance Sect."

Yan Zhenling’s lips quivered, and her body trembled.

Speaking such words also required great courage on her part.

"This Ling Feng deserves death," Tang Qingyu declared with righteous indignation.

Xu Ping’an did not speak but continued to look at Yan Zhenling.

"Later, I couldn’t stand Ling Feng, that beast’s manipulation. I decided to rebel, I wanted to kill Ling Feng, but I was not strong enough, so I had to become stronger. I needed to break through to Ninth Rank, and with my damaged Spirit Root, only by chance could my fate be changed."

"So, I went to seek help from the Third Elder, hoping to enter the Heavenly Star Palace. I never expected that old fellow would make such a shameless request. I thought, since I had already been with so many men, one more made no difference, so I agreed. Fortunately, he did keep his word and gave me the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Star Palace," Yan Zhenling said, biting her lip.

As she spoke, she tried hard to appear calm, but her body trembled even more violently.

"And there are many other women like me in the Wind Radiance Sect, I am just one of them. You could say that the Wind Radiance Sect is rotten to the core," Yan Zhenling’s eyes were red with intensity.

Xu Ping’an frowned slightly, he had heard of such matters in his previous life as well.

Some Sects would breed female cultivators, ostensibly as disciples, but in reality, they cultivated them as Furnace Cauldrons for the pleasure and cultivation of Sect elders, but he had never encountered this personally.

Now, hearing Yan Zhenling’s story, he understood just how despicable a Sect like the Wind Radiance Sect truly was.

Tang Qingyu clenched her teeth in anger, looking at Yan Zhenling with sympathy.

"Do you think I am dirty?" Yan Zhenling asked Xu Ping’an cautiously.

But there was no excess of expression on Xu Ping’an’s face.

"No," Xu Ping’an replied.

"Really?" Yan Zhenling choked up a little.

Although Xu Ping’an replied with only two short words, she could feel that he was telling the truth.

"Really!" Xu Ping’an affirmed sincerely.

"Thank you, young master. I am content knowing that you understand me," Yan Zhenling said, expression one of readiness to die for a confidant.

"Do you wish to seek revenge? To destroy the Wind Radiance Sect?" Xu Ping’an asked Yan Zhenling indifferently.

Yan Zhenling was startled, then as if grasping onto something, she knelt down hastily, "If the young master could help me take revenge, Yan Zhenling would be willing to repay you with her life."

Upon finishing her sentence, she forcefully kowtowed a loud one.

However, Xu Ping’an shook his head, "I will not help you. Only you can help yourself, so there’s no need to thank me."

Yan Zhenling immediately showed a trace of disappointment upon hearing these words.

"I can make you strong enough to destroy the Wind Radiance Sect," Xu Ping’an continued.

Yan Zhenling was startled again, then once more, she kowtowed deeply.

At that moment, she truly and sincerely submitted to Xu Ping’an.

"Here is the Cultivation Technique ’Wind Control Nine Heavens’; familiarize yourself with it for now. As for your Spirit Root, I will find something to repair it for you. First, I will take you to find the Xuanqing Vine Heart to help you break through to Ninth Rank," Xu Ping’an said.

Having said this, he passed a Jade Slip to Yan Zhenling.

Receiving the Jade Slip and checking its contents, she was astounded beyond measure.

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This Cultivation Technique was countless times more profound than the Wind Radiance Scripture.

It was truly a treasure!

The young master was actually giving her such a treasure so easily?

Before she could recover from her astonishment, she saw Xu Ping’an take out a green vine.

"Xuanqing Immortal Vine?" Yan Zhenling’s eyes instantly blazed with passion.

"I have already subdued this Xuanqing Immortal Vine, so I cannot use it to help you break through, but it can assist us in finding other Xuanqing Immortal Vines. You get familiar with the Cultivation Technique first, and once we find another Xuanqing Immortal Vine, I will help you open the Heavenly Gate," Xu Ping’an said.

Subdued?

Yan Zhenling was stunned, but Xu Ping’an’s following words filled her with surging joy.

So, she dared not delay and hurriedly began to familiarize herself with the Cultivation Technique.