Chapter 50: Vivian is Broken

A gentle breeze swept through the room. Silence.

Vivian covered her burning face, speaking shyly: "Um... actually, this is also acceptable. If Your Highness wants to play some Special Play... transforming into Ancestor's appearance isn't..."

(╯‵皿′)╯︵┻━┻

"PLAY YOUR SISTER!!"

Lynn trembled with rage.

Is this really my descendant?! At such a young age, her mind is filled with such improper thoughts! If she grows up like this, she'll become a menace!

Lynn was about to go crazy.

No! I can't tolerate this anymore! This kind of descendant must be beaten! Must be beaten! Or she'll tear the roof off later!

(▼皿▼#)

Without a word, under Vivian's confused gaze, Lynn grabbed his detestable great-great-great-granddaughter and pressed her over his knee. He grabbed a feather duster from the side.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

He spanked her butt furiously.

"Ouch!! It hurts!! Stop! Your Highness, stop hitting me! Vivian hurts!!"

"I'm going to break! Vivian is going to break!" Vivian screamed.

But mercy was not an option. No matter how the detestable girl struggled, Lynn (〝▼皿▼) continued to spank her rhythmically. Just like he used to beat his daughter back then.

I'm so angry! So angry my grave is smoking! Today I will beat you into submission! Detestable!

[ Thirty Minutes Later ]

Lynn sat solemnly on the chair, holding a feather duster that had lost most of its feathers.

Vivian stood opposite him, aggrieved, covering her red and swollen butt. Her eyes were glazed over. [ Status: Dazed ]

"That's the situation."

Lynn closed his eyes.

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth. I am your Ancestor. Your genuine, authentic Ancestor!"

After the beating, Lynn used the time to present numerous items and information proving his identity. He told her many secrets that only descendants of the Violet Family would know.

"We are related by blood."

Lynn extended his hand. Two drops of blood hovered in his palm.

"Although your bloodline is so thin it's almost negligible, if I release my Blood Qi, you will feel the resonance."

"Because you are a descendant of the Violet Family."

Boom. Lynn released his aura.

Vivian trembled violently. She felt the blood in her body boil, yearning to rush toward the young man in front of her.

"This is..." she murmured.

Lynn opened his eyes slowly. "Bloodline Resonance. The best way to verify kinship."

Vivian froze. She murmured, "That means... You... You really are my Ancestor... not my Ancestor's Fanboy..."

Lynn took a deep breath. "I told you the reason. I didn't want to tell you my identity because I was afraid of bringing you unnecessary trouble. I only recovered 70-80% of my strength in recent decades..." "If you accidentally leak my identity, things will get very troublesome."

Vivian’s brain buzzed. This was indeed very, very hard to digest.

But... But...

She muttered to herself: "That means... I knocked out my Ancestor..."

Lynn nodded. "Correct."

She stared blankly: "I confessed to my Ancestor..."

Lynn nodded. "Correct."

She murmured: "I feel like I've achieved something great..."

Lynn closed his eyes. "Something VERY great!"

Click. Click. Vivian stood up stiffly. Like a short-circuited machine, she turned around wobblingly and walked toward the door with dead eyes.

"I feel like I haven't woken up yet... I must be dreaming right now..."

Watching Vivian walk crookedly toward the door... The Sword Puppet gulped. "Master... Bro... Broken... Princess Vivian seems to be broken..."

Lynn sighed long and hard.

Can't be helped. Confessing to your own Ancestor... for a young girl just awakening to romance, this was definitely a terrifying event.

He waved his hand. A light flashed. Thump. Vivian felt her eyelids grow heavy. Her body went soft, and she collapsed. But before she hit the floor, an invisible force caught her and gently placed her on the bed.

After tucking her in, Lynn took a deep breath.

"Let her sleep. Don't worry. If a woman of my Violet Family can't even handle this little blow, she's too weak."

Lynn smiled faintly and dusted off his hands.

"Think about my daughter back then. I accidentally left her in the depths of the Southern Desert. Didn't she crawl 2,000 kilometers back home by herself?!"

The Sword Puppet stared blankly. "May I ask... how old was your daughter then?"

Lynn smiled. "Ten months."

"..."

"..."

The Sword Puppet’s eyes bulged. Cold sweat poured down. "As expected... As expected of Master's bloodline... Just... Just fierce..."

But... is that something to be proud of? And... leaving a ten-month-old baby in the desert... Is that really okay?!

Seeing Vivian sleeping soundly, Lynn finally sighed in relief. He turned to the Sword Puppet.

"Alright. I'm going back to Winterspring. I leave this place to you. The major factions of the continent will swarm Moon Orchid City in a few days. Vivian is still young, so I'm counting on you for the rest!"

The Sword Puppet stood at attention instantly. "Yes! Master!"

Then he hesitated. "Master, when will I see you again?"

Lynn smirked. "Not too long. A thousand years have passed. The Gods are about to descend. Although my strength hasn't reached its peak, I spent a millennium comprehending the Laws. I've achieved some success."

"When they come down... I will make them pay for the blood debt of the past!"

Lynn narrowed his eyes. Killing intent flashed.

The Sword Puppet focused, gritting his teeth. "Rest assured! Master! If you need this old servant, I will follow your footsteps immediately! I missed the God War a thousand years ago. I absolutely won't miss this one!"

Lynn nodded, gratified.

He turned around. About to leave.

Then he paused suddenly. He patted his pocket. Almost forgot. Yesterday I spent Master's secret stash on 'Healthcare' (that I didn't even get to enjoy fully)...

"Um... Little Puppet!" Lynn coughed. "Master is a bit tight on cash recently... Can you lend me a few hundred gold coins?"

The Sword Puppet froze. Then he panicked, patting himself down frantically. "Master, you shame me! How can a Master borrow money from his puppet... I belong to you, let alone..."

Then he froze. "I have no money."

"..."

"..."

The room fell into an eerie silence.

Abandoned

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