Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

The Xuan Ling Sect was situated on the tallest mountain on the west side of the continent. White snow stretched out a long and distant line of peaks. Thousands of meters high in the sky, there were no birds in sight. The cold mist was dense, and the dazzling golden sun shone through the spotless blue sky, casting its scorching rays down.

Stepping into the domain of the Xuan Ling Sect, the scenery around them changed in an instant.

A picture of birds singing and flowers slowly unfolded in front of everyone. Green pines and green cypresses were lush and luxuriant, and in the depths of the forest, there was a grand hall made of marble. Shrouded in clouds and mist, there was a dazzling sword light piercing through the clouds.

A few hours ago, Xie Heng was secretly envious of Xu Wan’er’s reunion with her family as he stood in the training ground of the Xu Clan’s Saber Field.

Just half a day later, he was standing in front of the main hall of the Xuan Ling Sect when he was hugged by a middle-aged man who rushed out of the door in a panic. The man used his slightly calloused fingers to hold Xie Heng’s face. His fingertips were trembling, and his ancient eyes gradually became watery.

“It’s my child!” He was so excited that his saliva flew everywhere, his lips trembling. “It’s like me, it’s really like me!”

Xie Heng was also very excited, but the young man still had a sense of vigilance in his heart — until the black-clothed youth took out the spirit bead used to test their bloodline. The spirit bead that was stained with the blood of the two people circulated a halo of light, splitting into two thin lines and entering the space between their eyebrows.

That was it.

Xie Heng stood rooted to the spot.

The boundless snow, the bright sun, in that instant, everything paled in comparison. “So Xie Yushen isn’t my biological father!” This thought appeared clearly in his mind. The heart-wrenching pain of having his chest ripped out and his bones pulled out in the gloomy hall was also covered with a thin layer of gauze. Xie Heng’s heart silently lightened.

When he was in the Xie family, Xie Heng didn’t understand what he had done wrong, that his parents didn’t like him.

He had cultivated with all his might, and from a young age, he had displayed extraordinary talent, and when he turned around excitedly and expectantly, he could only see Xie Yushen’s cold and gloomy face.

Wasn’t he disappointed?

That was impossible.

It was just that after being disappointed day after day, the young man had learned not to have expectations for his family. As long as he didn’t ask for anything, if he didn’t like it, then he wouldn’t like it. At least he could make do with his life.

Then Xie Yushen and Wang Yun stabbed a knife into his heart, letting Xie Heng know that some people’s viciousness far exceeded the bottom line of his imagination.

But at this moment, everything took a turn for the better.

Starlight floated in the profound bead that was emitting a bright light. The white light was weak, but it couldn’t be ignored. It clearly proved that he had a bloodline connection with the middle-aged man in front of him.

The black-clothed young man at the side smiled with relief, sighing: “Finally found him. It’s been almost twenty years, right? Finding a son is really harder than finding pearls in the ocean. ”

“Shishu is at ease this time, you don’t have to capture us as laborers anymore. “Xiao Bai, say something — — Don’t you know how to paint? Take a good look at this scene, especially Shishu’s sobbing expression. How about we draw a picture of “Father and Son Meet for the First Time” and frame it for Shishu? ”

“… … Pei Yunyin, if you want to die, don’t pull me.”

The whispers of the people at the side broke through the fog and quietly entered Xie Heng’s ears.

It was as if the sun was burning, dispelling the strands of coldness that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

His stiff legs finally moved. The youth took a few steps forward and hugged the weeping middle-aged man. He closed his eyes slightly, the corners of his lips quietly rising.

… …

The heaven-shaking father-son reunion continued until evening. The middle-aged man brought Xie Heng to every corner of the Xuan Ling Sect, from the cultivation grounds, to the library, to the spirit beast garden. He introduced everything in detail to the youth.

All the gatekeepers bowed to Xie Heng. Under the youth’s slightly dazed eyes, Xie Heng’s presence was imprinted in the hub of the formation.

From this day onwards, all the cultivation grounds would be open to Xie Heng.

Along the way, middle-aged and elderly cultivators continuously came upon receiving the message. They pulled Xie Heng over to examine him, lovingly stroking the youth’s head. They sighed emotionally and comfortingly, “It’s true, it’s true, it’s true,” while stuffing a storage ring into his hand.

The ring was filled with gifts, ranging from spirit stones, mental spells, swords, armors, exquisite sword moves, to spirit medicines and strange items.

The Xie family was rich and was a famous family of cultivators in the area. But at this moment, looking at the large amount of precious spirit medicines in the ring, Xie Heng couldn’t help but be speechless — there were many that he couldn’t even name.

This genius of an aristocratic family finally understood what it meant to say that there was always someone better than him.

The Xuan Ling Sect was obviously not some low-level sect that he couldn’t remember the name of. Instead, it was a secluded sect that stood above the mortal world, one that even the Xie family couldn’t come into contact with.

In just one day, he, Xie Heng, had transformed from an abandoned child whose cultivation had been crippled and who had been chased out of the family, into a junior brother that everyone in the Xuan Ling Sect held in the palm of their hands.

His biological father, Xie Tianwang, was the Xuan Ling Sect’s junior uncle, a ninth-level expert with a prominent position in the sect.

It was just that he had been chased by his enemies in his early years and had been separated from his pregnant wife. For the next ten years, Xie Tianwang had been frantically searching for his wife’s whereabouts, ignoring the sect’s internal affairs.

Xie Tianwang’s cultivation was profound, and he had long been the target of many elders’ attempts to recruit him.

But ever since he had met with an accident, this person had lost all interest and hobbies, which made the elders who were trying to win Xie Tianwang’s favor turn white with worry.

He had devoted all his attention to searching everywhere, and all his disciples had been pulled into the position of strong men. Whenever they saw someone, they would ask, “Have you seen my Shizun’s wife?” Everyone was in a state of insanity.

If the person being asked answered directly, “No,” they would receive a look of endless disappointment and disdain. But if they hesitated even a little, they would immediately be tugged at by their sleeves and asked, “Do you have any impression of her?”

“Think about it carefully.”

“No, you definitely have a clue, you just didn’t take it to heart — — Think again!”

“Don’t go!”

“Stop! Do you want to? If you don’t, I’ll go tell my Shizun that you have a clue, but you won’t tell me! ”

Pei Yunyin had fought with that disciple because of this. It was said that the two of them had fought for most of the night, and almost half of the mountain had been cut off.

But even though they were annoyed, after everyone returned to their residence, they looked out the window at the desolate crescent moon and couldn’t help but feel sad.

The older generation had watched Xie Tianwang grow up, while the younger generation had listened to Xie Tianwang’s stories and cultivated. In their minds, Xie Tianwang was a resolute and proud swordsman who had touched the pinnacle of swordsmanship at such a young age. He was the signboard and hope of the entire Xuan Ling Sect.

Instead of now, he was dejected, his mood gloomy, and his forehead almost had the word “mourning” engraved on it.

Fortunately, the decades of hard work had not been in vain. This child that the entire sect had been looking forward to for almost twenty years finally stepped into the gates of Xuan Ling Sect on such a bright spring day.

Fast, fast!

That night, many people found an excuse to break the rules and drink without restraint within the gates of the sect. Taking advantage of their drunkenness and joy, they rushed to the gates to see their little shidi — — This included a certain youth surnamed Pei who was just watching the show.

They were all knocked unconscious and dragged away by the Law Hall, and were about to be punished with three to five days of hard labor. A certain youth surnamed Pei who was watching the show was also dragged away by the back of his collar by the cold-faced Cheng Cheng Bai. Amidst a series of noises, he was thrown into the pond in the courtyard.

Xie Heng wasn’t disturbed by the crowd.

He sat dizzily in the main hall, looking at the tempting delicacies in front of him. Spiritual energy overflowed and assaulted his nostrils — — It was like a dream.

Xie Tianwang didn’t stop to pick up food for him. Pointing at the plate, he said: “This is the horn of a hundred-year serpent. Cut into thin slices, soaked in spirit spring water for a hundred days, and then roasted with a strange fire.”

“This is the xiphodon from the Youxi River, it’s fat and tender. After steaming, it’s sprinkled with deep-sea mussel beads and ground into powder — — Eat more of this, let’s see how thin you’ve become.”

“It’s the time to grow, learn from your Second Shixiong.”

Forced to “grow”, Xie Heng, who was actually already an adult, recalled the row of Shixiong he saw in the afternoon — — He quickly remembered which Second Shixiong was, and was terrified.

It wasn’t that he had a good memory, but that Shixiong was too conspicuous. He was able to occupy the position of two people by himself, weighing at least two hundred kilograms. When he stood up, he was like a towering mountain.

“… No, no need.” The youth hurried to the same height in his bowl and decisively refused. “I’m full.”

Xie Tianwang was startled, and resentfully put down his chopsticks.

“Alright, I won’t eat. You’re tired from the journey, why don’t you … ”

Xie Heng forced a smile and said: “Wait a minute, don’t you … … want to know about my mother?”

There was a long silence.

The bowl and chopsticks hit the edge of the white porcelain plate, making a crisp sound.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, a shadow shrouding his eyes. His sharp eyebrows were slightly lowered. In that instant, Xie Heng saw a trace of weakness in the tall man in front of him, so painful and torturous.

It was only for a moment.

Xie Tianwang raised his head, his voice slightly hoarse.

“Xiao Ling, she … … is no longer here … …”

Unable to bear to look directly at the middle-aged man’s dispirited face, Xie Heng slightly turned his head, his fingertips quietly curled up, and said in a low voice: “… … So you knew.”

After a long silence, Xie Tianwang covered his eyes with his hands and let out a sorrowful and heavy sigh.

“I guessed.” He paused and then repeated, “I should have guessed earlier. In the past eighteen years, I’ve dug three feet under the ground and searched more than ten times for the path I took to escape. I’ve also turned almost all the families of the surrounding counties and sects upside down, but all of you … … seemed to have disappeared into thin air. ”

“I told myself, maybe Xiao Ling is fine, she’s just hiding and doesn’t want to see me.”

“She was implicated by me and fled all the way. Maybe she lost her child midway. She’ll blame me, hate me … … Anything is fine.”

“But when I saw you today, I knew that it was impossible. There’s only one explanation left, it’s Xiao Ling, she … … ”

Xie Tianwang’s deep voice stopped abruptly. He seemed extremely unwilling to say that word. His dry lips opened and closed several times, and in the end, only a line of turbid tears flowed out from between his fingers.

“… … Don’t say it, don’t say it.”

Just as the tears flowed down, they were quickly wiped away by the man. Xie Tianwang stared with bloodshot eyes and forced out a gentle smile. He changed the topic and said, “Child, how have you been these past ten years? Have you achieved minor success in your Sword Bones? “