I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything

Roger Sparrow.

Cosmic Pirate King.

Rose to prominence in the cosmos twenty years ago.

No one knows his origins, only that he married Sara, the daughter of the former Pirate King, and took over her father's position, becoming the new Pirate King.

Truly a prime example of succeeding through connections!

He roamed the cosmos for twenty years without a single defeat, proving that the former Pirate King indeed had a sharp eye.

During his reign, he was even more ruthless and terrifying than the former Pirate King, incredibly greedy in his conquests, leaving countless cosmic merchants destroyed at his hands.

Yet, such a legendary Cosmic Pirate King eventually fell at the hands of an unknown young man.

Zhou Mu... who rose to power upon the Pirate King's demise.

Even Zhou Qianmo could not believe why his honest, brave, and passionate son, thought to be dead, would still be alive twenty years later, having fallen to such depths.

Yet he still remembered old ties, discovering Zhou Mu's true identity at the crucial moment, and showed mercy to his son, saving his reputation.

This shows he hadn't completely lost his humanity.

At the very least, he still had remorse and care for his son, and that was what Zhou Qianmo wanted.

"What did you say?"

Inside the cage, the hunched figure slowly stood up.

His once murky eyes suddenly flashed with a bloody gleam; the small cage couldn't allow him to fully stand, and sharp spikes pierced into his back as he rose.

But he ignored them, simply looking coldly at Zhou Qianmo, and word by word said: "Xiaomu… is dead? Who did it?"

"Han Yun City!"

"The Han Family again!"

Roger Sparrow's gaze pierced Zhou Qianmo like a hawk, coldly saying: "Did you avenge him?"

"I have no evidence, I can't even be sure he did it because he didn't have the power to kill Xiaomu. I can only say that even if it wasn't him, he definitely played a significant role."

Despite two decades of separation, blood ties connected father and son, and Roger understood Zhou Qianmo's intention with just one sentence.

Sorrow overwhelmed his eyes, yet he burst into manic laughter, laughing loudly: "Back when Han Tianchi betrayed me, now his son harms my son... Zhou Qianmo, you worthless man, couldn't protect your son back then, and now you can't even protect your grandson. Let me out, and I'll kill him... You need evidence, I don't. I want to annihilate the Han Clan!"

"I can't let you out. You should understand, if it weren't for the fact that you still have many loyal subordinates in the cosmic sea, and because you still have value, you wouldn't have been executed, but you were sentenced to life imprisonment, which cannot be changed."

Zhou Qianmo steadily looked at his son and slowly retreated.

He said, "So, you must escape on your own."

On the ground, he left a thin wire.

"Hehehehe... old man, still trying to maintain a good reputation after being a whore, this is the debt the Han Clan owes us. Your son was betrayed by them, your grandson was killed by them, yet you don't dare openly retaliate. What a coward!"

Roger Sparrow let out a low, cold laugh.

Tears flowed down cheeks caked with dirt, and he laughed heartily: "Han Yun City! Whether it was you or not, anyone connected to Xiaomu's death will not escape... No one shall live!"

The angry roar echoed through the cage.

"Achoo."

Xu Lingjun couldn't help but sneeze, rubbed his nose, helplessly peeled off Daxiong who had wrapped himself around him again, and shoved him into Li Jingjun's arms, sighing: "Stop rubbing, your fur is getting on my nose... behave and stay with Pang Hu for now, Jingjun will hand you over to Sister Xi. I'll be back soon."

"Meow."

Daxiong angrily scratched the air with his paws.

As if trying to express he'd never seen such a cold person, other people's Companion Demon Beasts are kept close, but he had just been born and was already given to another woman, relying on her for everything. Aren't you afraid I'll betray you and seek refuge with someone else?

Do you believe I might recognize her as my mistress?

"Forget it, you take him with you."

Li Jingjun reluctantly gazed at Daxiong's pure white fur, sighed: "Pang Hu always bullies him, and I'm busy alone... He's quite well-behaved, he won't run off if you tell him not to, and unlike dogs, cats are homebodies, if you leave him at home, he won't easily go out."

"Meow meow."

Pang Hu seemed to understand and nodded repeatedly.

Xu Lingjun helplessly said: "This isn't a cat, it's a Snow Leopard."

"Same thing, anyway it's not fully grown."

Li Jingjun stuffed Daxiong into Xu Lingjun's arms, saying: "I'm really busy... I have no time to take care of him for you, remember to feed him regularly, he's still young and needs milk, so just carry some fresh milk with you, it's easy to feed."

"Meow... wuwuwu..."

Daxiong meowed once, seemingly recalling the mention of being a leopard earlier, and then made a cute little growl.

Great, now he sounds like a husky.

Xu Lingjun felt like this Snow Leopard will never learn how to roar like a real leopard.

"Then obediently hide in the luggage and come if you want to follow me."

"Meow."

Daxiong quickly jumped onto the suitcase.

"Alright, I'll take you."

Xu Lingjun sighed in resignation.

Daxiong immediately cheered with joy, then rushed at Pang Hu, seemingly wanting to share the good news, only to be slapped aside by Pang Hu.

The little white cat gloomily went to Li Jingjun for consolation.

Xu Lingjun was speechless—can this really help me in battle?

Wondering if cuteness could kill enemies, because it seems unlikely otherwise.

He then bid farewell to Li Jingjun.

Then headed to the hot pot restaurant.

Although Father Wang said not to worry about it, being the young owner here, I still need to inspect my properties before departing.

Hmm… the whole street.

As Father Wang said earlier, they began renovating vendors like Beef tendon noodles, Soybean milk pudding, Fried skewers, Ice cream, and hot dishes on the snack street.

He truly seems intent on bringing Qingzhou City's snack street here.

After a busy day.

Early the next day, Xu Lingjun boarded the road to the Imperial Capital.

The road to the Imperial Capital was lengthy with many obstacles.

First, one had to take a special vehicle to leave the Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion zone, then a coach to the airport, and then fly to the Imperial Capital.

When Xu Lingjun finally boarded the plane, even with his resilient constitution, he couldn't help but let out a weary sigh, mainly feeling mentally exhausted.

Especially bringing an ignorant cat, which couldn't be put in a Transformation Capsule.

A constant stream of troubles.

Although moving with their larger group later would undoubtedly lessen many issues...

But just thinking about seeing Wang Qingya soon, Xu Lingjun couldn't help but feel a bit excited, feeling that all the traveling hardships were entirely bearable.

And after two days of turbulence, finally alighting from the plane.

Standing at the aircraft's exit, he saw the charming figure waiting in the distance.

A plain white T-shirt barely concealing her impressive figure, the tight jeans accentuating her long, slender legs.

She seemed to constantly observe the planes ascending and descending around her.

Upon spotting Xu Lingjun's figure…

Wang Qingya couldn't help but smile lightly, took several steps forward, intending to grab Xu Lingjun's hand.

But Xu Lingjun extended his long arms, encompassing her fully in an embrace.

Xu Lingjun sincerely sighed: "Sister Yaya, I've missed you dearly."

Her beautiful face briefly blushed with embarrassment.

Gently nudging Xu Lingjun, she whispered: "There are people around here."

Xu Lingjun turned, meeting Zhong Yuebai's eyes filled with faint humor.

She smiled: "Xu Tongxue, we meet again."

Xu Lingjun released Wang Qingya accordingly, offering a respectful smile: "Mom... ahem... Instructor Zhong, it's been a while."

Joking, this was the future mother-in-law.

Though Wang Qingya's father hadn't won her over yet...

But considering his odd destiny, Xu Lingjun felt that whatever he wanted, it seemed he'd always succeed.

In that sense, hmm... maintaining respect is essential.