Villainous Cao Cao: Inheriting Everything from the Chosen One

275: Remember this moment, Aunt ShenTen days later.

Lingxiao Courtyard.

In the cultivation room.

Cao Bu sat cross-legged and took out the yin-yang emperor venerable pill.

The Medicinal Pill was the size of a dragon’s eye, perfectly black and white, resembling a miniature taiji diagram. Mysterious Law patterns flowed across its surface, emitting a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.

Without further hesitation, Cao Bu put the Medicinal Pill into his mouth.

The Medicinal Pill melted upon entry, then transformed into a warm current that instantly surged through his limbs and bones, penetrating every cell.

A vast Yin and Yang power exploded within his body.

Cao Bu immediately circulated the Primal Yin-Yang Scripture, fully refining this energy.

Boom!

The Great Emperor First Layer Realm Bottleneck shattered instantly under the impact of this energy!

His aura surged, reaching the Great Emperor Second Layer!

At this point, less than one-tenth of the Medicinal Pill’s energy had been consumed.

Cao Bu was single-minded, continuing to refine.

The Yin-Yang Two Energies around him autonomously rose and fell, forming two black and white swimming Dragons that circled, emitting a low Dragon roar.

Crack!

The second Bottleneck shattered, and his Cultivation directly entered the Great Emperor Third Layer!

This was not the end; the remaining medicinal power condensed into a torrent of impact, launching an assault towards the higher-level barrier.

Boom!

A soft sound that only he could hear echoed within his body.

Spiritual power and Law power gradually subsided, and the circling Yin-Yang Two Energies retracted into his body.

Cao Bu opened his eyes, a flash of black and white light passing through them.

He clenched his fists, feeling the endless, vast power within his body, and a slight smile played on his lips.

Great Emperor Fourth Level!

In just four hours, he had broken through three minor Realms!

Such terrifying Breakthrough speed would be enough to scare a group of Great Emperors to death if word got out.

“Gu Qingtian.”

Cao Bu stood up, stretched his limbs, and his bones crackled.

A strange arc formed at the corner of his mouth: “If I resurrect Aunt Shen, you should be very happy, right?”

Cao Bu cleared his throat and began to chant in a deep, affectionate voice: “In my name, I summon the Soul to return; transcending life and death, reuniting the true spirit.”

“Resurrect,” he paused, then his voice suddenly rose, “my beloved!!!”

As his voice fell, endless life Origin and Soul Law converged in front, and brilliant light shone, gradually outlining the figure of a woman with extraordinary grace.

The figure materialized from illusion, with skin like congealed fat, features like a painting, and a gentle temperament.

This was none other than Gu Qingtian’s mother, the peerless beauty who was famous across the land back then — Shen Mengmeng!

When he had looked back then, he knew this woman had a deep bond with him.

Indeed, it was so.

Even after several hundred years, he still couldn’t forget this first-love face.

Shen Mengmeng’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

At first, her eyes held the confusion and emptiness of transcending life and death.

Then memories flooded back, and the color in her eyes quickly returned, becoming lively and sharp.

Immediately after, when Shen Mengmeng’s gaze fell on Cao Bu’s face, her pupils suddenly contracted.

“Current Identity?! Is that you?!”

A shocked cry echoed in the cultivation room.

The next moment, Shen Mengmeng’s delicate body instantly tensed, and terrifying killing intent erupted uncontrollably.

She raised her jade-like hand, and a sharp palm strike aimed at Cao Bu’s face.

Cao Bu chuckled lightly, raised his hand, and spread his five fingers, and the palm force instantly dissipated.

He took a step forward, his figure closing in on Shen Mengmeng, who exuded a fragrant scent.

“Aunt Shen, is it really appropriate to lay hands on your savior right after being resurrected?”

Cao Bu’s tone was flippant, his gaze brazenly surveying her breathtaking figure.

A phrase unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Tolerance is greatness.

It was that kind of extremely exaggerated greatness.

Coupled with her slender waist, her overall figure was incredibly fiery.

It was no exaggeration to call her a peerless enchantress.

“Savior? You, a remnant of the Cao Family!” Shen Mengmeng was shocked and furious, channeling all her spiritual power to attack Cao Bu again.

But the next moment.

She was shocked to find that her power striking Cao Bu’s body couldn’t even shake a corner of his clothes!

Cao Bu instantly closed in, sniffed, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face.

“Aunt Shen, is this how you thank your benefactor?”

He seized her slender wrist with one hand and lifted her smooth, jade-like chin with the other, forcing her to meet his gaze.

Shen Mengmeng struggled violently, but it was all in vain.

Looking at Cao Bu so close, she finally reacted, feeling the vibrant life force within her body with disbelief.

Recalling the vivid memory of her death, and then looking at the unfathomable Cao Bu before her.

She froze on the spot.

She’s really resurrected?!

She really was resurrected.

This was not a dream!

“This... where is this? You... how could you possibly have the ability to resurrect me?!” Shen Mengmeng’s heart was violently shaken.

This method of resurrecting people had overturned her understanding.

Cao Bu wrapped his arm around her slender waist, leaned down, and said playfully, “Here? This is the Gu Clan, founded by my adoptive father, your precious son Gu Qingtian.”

“Adoptive father?” Shen Mengmeng frowned tightly, suddenly realized something, and her beautiful eyes widened: “You... you are Cao Bu? No, impossible, this is impossible!”

She wanted to retreat, but the hand on her waist made her unable to move.

She could only stare at the person in front of her, both ashamed and angry.

Cao Bu lowered his head, and the muscles and bones of his face subtly shifted, restoring his original handsome face as Cao Bu.

“Now, do you believe it?”

“Cao Bu? Current Identity? So that’s it! So that’s it!” Shen Mengmeng instantly understood many key points, and her face turned pale.

She took two steps back, pointing at Cao Bu, her voice trembling: “You expose your identity now and resurrect me, have you done something to Qingtian?!”

“Gu Tao annihilated my Cao Family. I took his son as my adoptive father, then slaughtered his entire clan. That’s fair, isn’t it?”

Cao Bu’s tone was calm, even with a hint of playfulness, his gaze once again sweeping over her full chest, which rose and fell slightly due to agitation, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.

“As for your good son, Gu Qingtian, he has already Ascended, but he should have realized that Ascension is not liberation, but the beginning of another nightmare.”

He took a step closer and whispered in her ear: “Also, I forgot to tell you.”

“Your son’s three women, and your three granddaughters, are now all my Cao Bu’s people.”

“Furthermore, your two grandsons were all buried by my hand, Cao.”

“How does that feel?”

Shen Mengmeng was struck by lightning, her delicate body trembling violently!

What happened?

What exactly happened these past few years?

And what was Cao Bu’s Cultivation Realm?

For a moment, she felt a sense of confusion and deep sorrow.

Cao Bu continued: “And you, Shen Mengmeng, from today onwards, will also become my Cao Bu’s woman. I want you to bear me a son.”

He paused, then spoke each word clearly and cruelly: “Then, I will have this son kill Gu Qingtian.”

“I’m going to kill you! Cao Bu! You devil! You beast!!”

Shen Mengmeng completely erupted in rage.

She recklessly gathered spiritual power again, striking a palm towards Cao Bu’s face.

Cao Bu easily pinched her incoming wrist, pulled her, and drew her soft, fragrant body into his arms, suppressing her completely with his Emperors Might, rendering her immobile.

“Three hundred years, Aunt Meng.” Cao Bu’s fingers traced her smooth, delicate cheek, his tone growing cold: “Still so beautiful, and still so temperamental.”

“Let go of me! You beast! You’ll die a terrible death!!” Shen Mengmeng struggled fiercely, but it was all in vain.

“When Gu Tao seized my Cao Family’s Thousand Illusions Formless Art, killed my parents, and slaughtered my entire clan, did he ever think of this day?”

Cao Bu’s fingers slid to her neck, feeling the violently throbbing pulse: “When you enjoyed the glory and wealth plundered by the Gu Family, and the power Gu Tao gained with the blood of my clansmen, did you ever feel an ounce of guilt?!”

“The strong prey on the weak, the winner takes all! What’s wrong with that?!” Shen Mengmeng gritted her teeth and glared, her beautiful eyes filled with hatred.

“Well said.” Cao Bu’s smile was bone-chilling: “Then now, I am the strong, and you are the weak.”

He said no more, and the powerful Yin-Yang Law power permeated, completely immobilizing Shen Mengmeng’s every movement, even preventing her from self-destructing.

Fear finally appeared in Shen Mengmeng’s eyes.

“Cao Bu! How dare you?! I am your elder!!” She tried to use ethics to stop him.

“So what?” Cao Bu leaned close to her ear, his warm breath caressing her sensitive earlobe: “The blood debt Gu Tao owes me, the humiliation Gu Qingtian owes me, the sins the entire Gu Family owes me, will all be repaid by you.”

“My dear Aunt Shen, remember this moment, who possessed you.”

“Who owned you.”

That night, in the secret chamber, spring appeared.

The once high and mighty old matriarch of the Gu Family, on the very first day of her resurrection, fell into the abyss meticulously woven by the avenger...