10. Rebellion Against My Flamboyant Mother
On the way, Gong Yiling racked her brains for an opening line. It wasn’t until Gong Muzhi pulled her into her room, pressed her into a chair, and took her pulse that she snapped back to reality.
Her mother must have noticed something.
“What’s going on…?” Gong Muzhi frowned. “Where’s your cultivation?”
I’d like to know where it went too! I feel as fragile as glass right now.
“Maybe it went on a spontaneous trip,” Gong Yiling replied seriously.
“Nonsense!” Gong Muzhi scolded her with rare seriousness, continuing to examine her. “Your eight extraordinary meridians are clearly repaired. How could your cultivation disappear for no reason…?”
“How about asking the person who repaired my meridians?”
“That person? He was a spy, trying to cause trouble in the palace while repairing your meridians. I killed him after he finished.”
Gong Muzhi puffed out her chest proudly. “See? Your mother is sharp as a tack.”
What!?
Gong Yiling’s right eyelid twitched.
She felt like she had stumbled upon the truth.
“Then, my wise and mighty mother, did you find out what he was trying to do in our palace?”
“No. I don’t care what he was doing. He could do whatever he wanted. I fed him to the tigers anyway.”
Hearing this, Gong Yiling understood.
That righteous cultivator must have done something to her meridians while repairing them, leading to her current state.
—System notification: You have discovered the truth. The first task objective has been updated. Reward obtained: Rebellion Against My Flamboyant Mother. The reward will appear in your hands when you confirm receipt.
Wait a minute, what is this reward?
Shouldn’t it be called “Rebellion Against My Flamboyant Father”? How did it become “Mother”?
Although it seemed her mother had inadvertently screwed her over.
A healer with ulterior motives obviously wouldn’t properly heal her. They must have done something to her meridians.
But who could guess how a scatterbrained person thought?
Like her mother, who believed Ultraman Taro was stronger than Ultraman Seven simply because Taro had two horns and Seven had none.
—No one understood Ultraman better than her.
Of course, she still needed to find time to examine this “Rebellion” thing. Clickbait titles were everywhere these days. Who knew if this system was messing with her.
Composing herself, Gong Yiling decided not to let her mother know that she was the reason for her current powerlessness.
She shrugged, feigning indifference. “Well, I’ll find a physician to take a look. Anyway, I have you, my mother, as my support.”
“What kind of talk is that?” Gong Muzhi poked her forehead disapprovingly. “Those righteous wastes are watching you with thousands of eyes. And the Outer Battlefield will open in four years. Aren’t you interested?”
The Outer Battlefield…
It was the best training ground for young cultivators. Ancient Heavenly Venerables, Immortal Mansion, Saint Venerables, and Divine Venerables had fought against demons from other realms there.
Countless powerful figures had fallen there. Although their remains were buried and decayed by the endless wind and sand, their spatial rings and the Venerable Mansions formed after the death of Saint Venerables and above became the most precious treasures in the Outer Battlefield.
Every ten years, when the continent and the Outer Demonic Nest drew close due to some fluctuating force, a passage would open between them.
This passage was the Outer Battlefield.
At that time, top experts from the Hundred Paths Mountain, the Four Heavenly Kingdoms, and the Five Demonic Abysses would bring their most promising disciples there.
In short, it was a chaotic free-for-all where the strong fought and the weak scavenged.
And four years later, in the Outer Battlefield, was when the Young Palace Master of the Pear Blossom Blood Orchid Palace, one of the Five Demonic Abysses, would make her first appearance in the novel.
She imagined herself dominating the battlefield, beating down those arrogant righteous disciples.
That feeling… she had to be able to achieve it!
Suddenly, Gong Yiling felt herself being lifted into the air, followed by a shout:
“Ling’er Awakening Technique!!!”
“Boom!!!”
Caught completely off guard, Gong Yiling was slammed into the ground by her mother’s Earth Throw, seeing stars.
Before she could even understand what happened, she heard Gong Muzhi ask cheerfully, “Is Ling’er’s cultivation back!?”
Motherfucker!
The girl’s face flushed red.
What was this “Rebellion Against My Flamboyant Mother”?
Was it what she thought it was?
Could she fire a full-powered beam at this stupid woman?
“Are… you… messing… with… me?”
“Huh?”
Seeing Gong Yiling’s furious expression, Gong Muzhi happily ruffled her hair. “Is my dear daughter feeling better now?”
You—
Gong Yiling instinctively wanted to bring out her anti-mother weapon, but then she understood.
Was her mother worried she was putting too much pressure on herself and deliberately created this diversion?
Seeing the slight awkwardness in her mother’s eyes, the anger bubbling inside her dissipated.
“I feel better.” Imitating her mother, she ruffled her mother’s hair. “Thank you, Mother.”
Although her methods were a bit absurd, she was used to it, considering her own mother.
Receiving her daughter’s approval made Gong Muzhi overjoyed. A wide smile spread across her face, her eyes crinkling in enjoyment.
This scene looked more like sisters than mother and daughter, with Gong Muzhi being the younger sister.
“If my dear daughter feels unwell, tell Mother. And Mother will definitely find a way to solve your body’s problem, so you’ll always be the best little Ling’er~”
Hearing these words, Gong Yiling’s nose tingled.
I won’t let you die.
She made this decision unconsciously.
The novel only briefly mentioned Gong Muzhi’s assassination and death from her injuries. She couldn’t imagine how heartbroken and furious Gong Yiling must have been.
Even without the task, she would do her best to prevent that unbearable outcome, for that Gong Yiling, and for herself.
“At worst…” Unaware of the subtle shift in her daughter’s emotions, Gong Muzhi continued, her words becoming increasingly thoughtless, “I’ll just seduce the Sect Master of the Medicine Sect on Daoist Mountain and have him treat my daughter.”
“Absolutely not!” Gong Yiling immediately said seriously. “He’s a sanctimonious, lecherous old pervert!”
“Eh? How do you know? Did something happen?”
“Anyway,” Gong Yiling patted her mother’s shoulder, speaking earnestly, “I’ll find a way to solve my body’s problem myself. But you absolutely cannot go to that Medicine Sect Master, understand?”
It seemed to be the first time she had scolded her daughter.
But Gong Muzhi just paused, then quickly returned to her cheerful, beautiful self.
“Okay, I’ll listen to my daughter!”
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