Starting with a Family System to Become an Immortal Official Chapter 45

Fang Zichun’s delicate face turned fowl

He looked like a bomb ready to explode.

He stared at Li Qingmu as though the man had personally spat in his ancestors’ graves.

The mountain of panties lay between them like damning evidence, yet Li Qingmu only tilted his head as he idly cleaned his ear with a pinky finger.

"You..."

Fang Zichun’s voice came out like a hiss.

"Do you truly think you can lie to my face and make me look like a fool?! I know it was you! These are the stolen panties and you stole every single one!"

Li Qingmu blinked slowly, dug a little deeper into his ear then flicked away an invisible speck of wax.

"Uh... no. I really don’t know anything about them."

He gave a lazy yawn.

"Can you all leave now? I was cultivating."

That nonchalant, almost bored tone.

It drove Fang Zichun mad.

Before Li Qingmu could turn away, he lunged forward and seized his sleeve.

"You’re not going anywhere!"

He shrieked with a cracking voice.

"You’re guilty, and you’re going to pay for every crime you’ve committed!"

Li Qingmu paused, glanced down at the trembling fingers clutching his robe, then let out a deep laugh that echoed through the small abode.

"Ha! Threatening me? You?"

He gently pried the fingers away as though removing a clingy child’s hand.

"That’s rich, little Zichun. Truly rich."

Still chuckling, he turned to the cluster of peak brothers frozen behind their leader.

"Isn’t this hilarious, brothers? Our delicate Senior Brother Fang is trying to scare me. Look at him—face redder than a newlywed’s bridal veil. Does he think a little squeaking and sword-waving makes him frightening?"

The laughter spread like spilled wine.

Several of them pressed sleeves to their mouths.

One even let out a muffled snort.

Fang Zichun whipped around.

The instant they saw his face their laughter choked off into awkward coughs.

But the damage was done.

His teeth ground together so hard they squeaked.

"I... hate... you..."

The words slipped out low and venomous, meant only for the departing back of Li Qingmu, who was already strolling toward his meditation mat without a care.

Fang Zichun’s vision tunneled.

"LI QINGMU!"

He screamed like a banshee.

"LOOK AT ME!"

Steel hissed free of its scabbard.

Moon-white sword light flashed as Fang Zichun’s figure blurred—one of the fastest movement techniques on Fragrant Flower Peak.

The Phantom Orchid Step!

Petals of illusory spiritual qi bloomed beneath his feet.

"So fast!"

"Senior Brother Fang’s footwork truly lives up to its name—"

The praise barely left their lips when Li Qingmu turned.

Tyrant energy suffused with the vicious aura of an Asura exploded from his right palm. A colossal, translucent palm manifestation condensed in an instant.

He stepped forward once.

Boom!

The Asura palm mercilessly slammed deep into Fang Zichun’s stomach.

The impact should have blasted the man into bloody mist and painted the abode walls with his remains.

Instead, Li Qingmu’s left hand gently pressed against Fang Zichun’s backand contained every last strand of destructive force.

Like a father burping an infant

Fang Zichun’s eyes bulged.

A muffled, wet gasp escaped his lips.

Then his body folded like wet paper and collapsed face-first onto the wooden floor.

He was utterly unconscious.

The peak brothers stumbled back a collective step.

Their faces were pale as fresh rice paper.

"Th-, That was... instantaneous..."

"Senior Brother is peak Foundation Establishment and he cultivated the Jade Orchid Body Refinement Art... yet he couldn’t even react..."

Li Qingmu dusted his palms together.

"He’ll be unconscious for at least three months."

His voice was quite mild.

"I shattered his spiritual sea and severed nine major meridians. When he wakes, he won’t be able to gather a single strand of qi for the rest of his life. Hope that’s acceptable."

The brothers’ jaws dropped in unison.

One bolder soul stepped forward.

"Y-, You can’t just..."

His voice trembled with outrage.

"CRIPPLE A FELLOW PEAK MEMBER LIKE—"

Li Qingmu turned his gaze on him.

The temperature in the room seemed to plummet.

"My blood’s still boiling. If any of you want to stand here and protest, I can cripple the rest of you too. Maybe turn you into little servants and have you polish my bedposts after I’m done having fun with your mothers."

The abode went quieter than a tomb.

The protester bowed ninety degrees.

"N-, No need, Senior Brother Li. We understand!"

Two of them hurriedly scooped up Fang Zichun’s limp body as his tongue lolled.

The rest bowed repeatedly to apologize deeply then fled out of their senior brother’s abode.

The door slid shut.

Li Qingmu stood alone.

It was him and a sea of delicate, fragrant panties.

He stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Now... where exactly did all these come from?"

"I DID IT!"

A loud, child-like voice rang out from the entrance.

Li Qingmu turned.

A tiny girl with short black hair and brilliant sapphire eyes stood there, hands planted on her waist, chest puffed out proudly like a victorious general.

"Eh?"

Rustle.

A handsome young man in his late teens emerged from the spirit bushes, reached over, and delivered a crisp chop to the girl’s head.

"I told you not to do anything stupid!"

The girl yelped and rubbed her head.

Li Qingmu tilted his head.

"Uh... who are you two?"

The little girl dashed forward on stubby legs and slapped a hand over her flat chest.

"I’m Li Zimo! Your twenty-seventh daughter! And that sulky handsome guy back there is Third Brother Li Er!"

Li Qingmu’s eyes slowly widened until they were perfectly round.

Several minutes later.

Two children knelt side by side on the wooden floor with their heads bowed.

Li Zimo’s lower lip trembled as though she were seconds from bursting into tears.

Li Er remained calm and unbothered.

They had just finished their confession.

How they’d sneaked onto Fragrant Flower Peak to meet their legendary father for the first time.

How they’d overheard Head Concubine Huang Shiyue gossiping that "Lord Father is a supreme pervert who loves panties!" and how they’d stolen every single fresh pair on the entire peak as a grand gift.

They’d even beaten and trussed up an outer sect elder to gain entry.

A system panel popped up.

[Host’s children have severely humiliated Outer Sect Elder Wei Han. Elder Wei Han has entered seclusion and vowed bloody revenge upon recovery.]

[Host has gained a new enemy!]

Li Qingmu sighed, raised his knuckles, and delivered two solid knocks—one to each child’s crown.

Li Er accepted it without a sound.

Li Zimo let out a theatrical wail.

"Waaa! Father is too cruel!"

"Tch."

Li Qingmu clicked his tongue.

"I’m not."

He raised his hand again.

Li Zimo flinched dramatically.

"We traveled thousands of li to meet you for the first time and the first thing you do is beat us!"

She formed puppy dog eyes.

"That’s not fair!"

She grabbed Li Er’s sleeve and shook it.

"Third Brother, tell Father it’s not fair!"

Li Er calmly pried her fingers loose.

"Don’t drag me into your mess."

Li Qingmu frowned down at the sniffling little girl.

『She’s exactly like me at that age... If she were a boy it’d be one thing, but a heaven-blessed daughter with this personality? Who’s going to marry her in the future? She’s clearly a walking catastrophe...』

He exhaled through his nose.

"Both of you—go copy the Four Hundred Precepts of Abstinence. Every single one. Ten times each. I’ll deal with this panty disaster you created."

Li Zimo groaned like a dying beast.

"Ughhh, Father’s just like Mother! She always punishes me with that stupid book too!"

Thwack.

Another crisp knock landed on her head.

"Beeeeeh!"

She wailed like a goat being dragged to slaughter.

Resigned, the two children shuffled to the corner desk and began reciting in monotone.

"Abstain from lust..."

"Abstain from greed..."

"Abstain from arrogance..."

Meanwhile.

Li Qingmu surrounded himself with panties.

He picked one up and sniffed deeply.

This is Senior Sister Lan’s panties.

She has very thick thighs so she’s always sweaty between her inner thighs.

He sniffed it even more.

A perverted giggle escaped him.

『My children... absolute geniuses.』

Pair after pair passed beneath his nose.

Each carrying its own unique, intoxicating fragrance.

Until he lifted a delicate white pair trimmed with emerald green embroidery.

The scent hit him like a thunderbolt.

Pure, profound yin essence.

Rich, sweet, and so potent it made his blood surge and his lower body tighten instantly.

He buried his face in the fabric and inhaled like a starving man devouring fruit.

Again.

Again.

His eyes glazed over with hunger.

The children glanced over, froze mid-recitation, and stared in open-mouthed horror at their esteemed father huffing panties like a deranged spirit beast.

Li Qingmu suddenly snapped the pair taut between his hands and roared toward the ceiling.

"Whose are these?! This is a supreme yin constitution as rare as a nine-petaled celestial lotus! WHO OWNED THESE PANTIES?!"

This constitution will do wonders for his Dragon Fertility Dao Body!