Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Chapter 5050: Show Mercy

Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

Feng Jiu glanced at him and declared, "The Cheng family must surrender all possessions and vacate Longnan within three days."

Hearing this, the Cheng family members were shaken. Surrendering all their wealth and leaving Longnan within three days...

Without their wealth to sustain them, the Cheng descendants, accustomed to a life of luxury, would plummet from heaven to hell. Deprived of both wealth and cultivation resources, it would be exceedingly difficult for any future generations of the Cheng family to produce another powerful cultivator.

Longnan was the ancestral homeland of the Cheng family, the very roots of their lineage. To leave Longnan meant uprooting themselves to settle elsewhere, effectively erasing the existence of the great Longnan clan, the House of Cheng...

Moreover, the powerful figures who guarded the family would struggle to survive. Their cultivation would be shattered, leaving them crippled and with only a short time to live. The Cheng family’s generations-old enemies would certainly not let this opportunity pass. When that time came, the members of the Cheng family would likely face even greater peril.

Contemplating these dire consequences, the Old Predecessor of the Cheng family felt his back involuntarily slump. He knew only that the future of the Cheng family was shrouded in darkness. Yet, if he agreed, the descendants of the Cheng family might have a sliver of hope for survival. If he refused, the entire clan would likely face annihilation...

Feng Jiu sipped her tea calmly, speaking without haste: "You have no other path. Since you came, you must know my identity. Even if you had sent the Cheng family’s descendants away beforehand, you should understand that with my power, ending their lives would be as simple as uttering a single word."

Her words sent a shock through the Cheng family, especially the Old Predecessor. His lips trembled slightly, and his pupils contracted sharply. The hesitation that had lingered vanished in that instant, replaced by resolve.

"This old man obeys My Lady. Please grant me three days to make arrangements. After three days, I shall personally present the Cheng family’s wealth before My Lady and lead them out of Longnan." He bowed slowly, his heart heavy with resignation. Yet he understood this was her gracious mercy, offering the Cheng family a sliver of survival.

Had the roles been reversed, they might not have shown such mercy to the Song family.

"I can grant you three more days. As for them—their cultivation must be stripped immediately." Feng Jiu turned to the elderly men behind him, her voice cool and measured.

The elders exchanged glances, clenched their teeth, and declared, "We thank you for your mercy, My Lady. We shall now forfeit our cultivation ourselves." With that, one raised his hand and severed his own cultivation.

Seeing this, the others followed suit, each severing their own cultivation. Sacrificing their cultivation was preferable to taking their own lives now. If they could find a way to extend their remaining lifespan within their dwindling years, perhaps—just perhaps—they might avoid death.

Holding onto this faint hope, they severed their cultivation. As their power vanished, their already aged faces grew even more withered. They slowly slumped to the ground, too weak even to stand, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu finally spoke: "Return now. I will wait for you here in three days."

"Yes, thank you, My Lady," the Cheng family Old Predecessor replied in a trembling voice. Rising, he glanced back at the barely living figures slumped behind him. Taking a deep breath, he averted his eyes and called out: "Someone, escort the elders back to the Cheng residence."

Clang!

Suddenly, the sound of a bowl crashing to the floor echoed from the kitchen.

Hearing the noise, Mi’er, standing nearby, paled. "Little Qi!"