342: Chapter 342 I met the Heavenly Dao's biological father, oh, better not to meet him.

"Mistress…"

The anxious calls of the crowd in Feng Yange's ears grew increasingly distant.

After her vision cleared, Feng Yange found herself standing in a vast and empty utopia, surrounded by swirling immortal mist, with no one else around.

"Did I… Did I die suddenly again?"

Recalling her final memories, Feng Yange hurriedly called out, "System! System!"

But there was no voice of the System around; apart from her, there was nothing at all.

"It is over, am I going to restart my life again?"

What happened to her biological father looking for her? Where on earth had she been dragged to?

"You are not dead. I brought you here because I need you for something."

The steady, solemn voice of an elderly man instantly jolted Feng Yange awake. She spun around abruptly, but saw no one.

"Dare I ask, Senior, who are you…"

"Weren't you the one kowtowing every day, asking me to be your biological father? Now you do not even recognize your own father."

An old man with a white beard, dressed in white with gold trim, suddenly appeared. Feng Yange was startled, her knees went weak, and she immediately dropped to the ground.

"You are Heavenly Dao! I recognize my biological father!"

After the terror, what was this inexplicable excitement?

She had actually met Heavenly Dao! Turns out Heavenly Dao was no different from an ordinary old man?

"I am Heavenly Dao. This is the appearance I transformed into for you to see."

Heavenly Dao walked over to a nearby stone stool and sat down. Feng Yange hurriedly got up, walked over, took out some wine to pour, and respectfully knelt down. "Father, Daughter has finally met you."

Since she had already acknowledged Heavenly Dao as her father, she had to stick to it stubbornly and never let go, otherwise she would not even know how she died.

Heavenly Dao took it and drank, saying, "Get up, sit down."

Feng Yange asked with a curious expression, "Heavenly Dao Daddy, did you call me here like this because there is something urgent?"

"How do you know I did not call you here to settle accounts?"

Feng Yange smiled and replied, "Father, if you were unwilling, would you even mention it?"

"You still have the nerve to say that? Did I agree? Yet you went ahead and accepted it?"

Heavenly Dao said this, but his tone did not carry the slightest hint of blame.

Feng Yange chuckled, "But Father, you did not refuse either. I think it is pretty great having you as my father."

"Acknowledging me as your father might not necessarily be a good thing."

Heavenly Dao poured a cup of wine, looked up at Feng Yange whose expression instantly stiffened, and asked, "This time I will give you a chance. Do you truly want to be my daughter?"

"Who would not want to be the biological daughter of Heavenly Dao?"

Feng Yange felt a bit apprehensive inside. To be honest, she was indeed a bit uncertain now, but she probably did not have a choice.

"Then I shall acknowledge you as this daughter of mine."

Heavenly Dao suddenly turned serious. "Do you know why I would acknowledge you as my daughter?"

"I have ways to help you, or perhaps you have many daughters and are not lacking one like me. After all, with both Daughters of Luck and Sons of Luck around, you could not be bothered to fuss over someone shameless like me."

Anyway, there was no harm in it; Heavenly Dao probably treated her like a fart and let her go long ago.

"This is the reason I looked for you."

Heavenly Dao's expression was solemn. "The so-called Daughters of Luck and Sons of Luck are all foreign visitors. The Systems they carry can interfere with this world's destiny and seize Luck, thus becoming the Daughters of Luck and Sons of Luck in your mouth, which is not the work of Heavenly Dao."

Feng Yange felt apprehensive inside; after all, she also has a System.

Then did her actions count as stripping away the Luck of this world?

"Father, I also have a System."

Feng Yange raised her hand weakly, choosing leniency through confession and resistance through a funeral banquet.

Since she had already come either way, the worst that could happen was dying right here. However, it did not look like he wanted her dead.

"Of course I know. However, you passed my assessment, so I decided to acknowledge you as my daughter."

Feng Yange forced out a perfunctory smile. Judging by her many years of experience reading web novels, after becoming the biological daughter of Heavenly Dao, she was definitely going to be assigned a task.

"Father, just speak your mind."

Seeing her not angry in the slightest, Heavenly Dao instead revealed a rare smile.

"I want you to find those so-called Sons of Luck and Daughters of Luck, and dispose of them all cleanly. You did exceptionally well the first two times, knowing how to utilize their greedy and evil intentions to deal with them. Moreover, your System is quite good."

Feng Yange wore a stunned expression. "You are asking me to kill those Sons of Luck and Daughters of Luck—are you not afraid that I, just like them, am a Daughter of Luck who strips away others' Luck?"

Heavenly Dao looked her up and down. "With the Hongmeng Spirit Root, you knew this world could exploit men as Cultivation resources, but you have never done such a thing. Furthermore, I know everything you have done. You have ambition, but your worldview is upright, and your intentions are upright too. Most importantly, you have a System, but you are not the chosen Daughter of Luck."

Feng Yange raised her eyes to look at Heavenly Dao and muttered softly, "Actually, you did not need to say that last sentence."

"You are the only foreign visitor chosen by a System who is not a Daughter of Luck, and none of your husbands are simple."

That pierced her heart even deeper.

Turns out everyone else who transmigrated with a System was a Long Aotian or Feng Aotian, while she was just an NPC with a System.

"Are you willing?"

Feng Yange wore a face of utter despair. "Can I refuse?"

"You can. Anyway, if you do not kill them, they will kill you."

With Heavenly Dao saying that, refusing meant death. What difference did that make from having no right to refuse?

"Then I can only agree. However, once I finish doing this for you, you will not discard me after I have outlived my usefulness, right?"

"Of course not. Since you have already acknowledged me as your biological father, you will be my daughter from now on. You are responsible for clearing out the foreign visitors, and Father shall bestow blessings upon you."

"Heavenly Dao blessing!"

Feng Yange looked shocked as she saw Heavenly Dao's finger gently tap between her eyebrows. "The path of Cultivation is long and distant. Do not lose your original intent, and Cultivate a Dao that belongs to you."

"Then can I ask you a few questions?"

Feng Yange still felt somewhat uneasy inside. Heavenly Dao acknowledging her should have been a good thing, but there were too many unresolved doubts puzzling her.

"You want to ask about Underworld Phoenix?"

Feng Yange nodded. "He was formed from the powers of White Phoenix and Black Phoenix. Since he is so powerful, why do the Two Realms not tolerate him, and why did they blacklist him on the marriage stone?"

"Because Underworld Phoenix threatens the order of the Two Realms. The so-called order of those people will not allow an uncontrollable chess piece to disrupt the order of the Two Realms. The Demon Lord and Immortal Venerable you picked up are also the same."

Feng Yange frowned. "That order was set by those harboring malicious intentions. They were afraid that Underworld Phoenix and the Demon Lord would destroy these things, which is why they wanted to cut off his path?"

Heavenly Dao wore an appreciative expression. "You are very smart. And since you have sheltered the people they want to get rid of, they will not let you go either."

"Bah!"

Feng Yange placed her hands on her hips in anger. "Just as I thought! So those foreign visitors are all successors nurtured by the Two Realms, precisely because they want to take control of the Two Realms into their hands."

Heavenly Dao acknowledged her words, his gaze full of appreciation.

When Feng Yange looked at Heavenly Dao again, her gaze carried a trace of disdain.

"So you, this Heavenly Dao, have been hollowed out by them. To put it bluntly, you take the blame while they do all the bad deeds."

"As expected of Father's daughter, smart."

Heavenly Dao did not stint on his praise. Feng Yange puffed up her cheeks and rolled her eyes. She had thought acknowledging Heavenly Dao was clinging to a powerful thigh, but who would have known that the powerful thigh dropped a massive turd.