Ning An's Wild Wish System

Cause and effect, karma never fails.

Just as Li Pingping was selling her sob story, Ning An began observing her life chart.

What he saw was shocking.

Her life chart was dull and lifeless. Of the four great guardians of fortune, prosperity, longevity, and happiness, only the guardian of longevity stood firm, while the other three were teetering on the edge.

Moreover.

Two tiny ghostly figures were entwined with her life chart.

If Ning An’s cultivation level hadn’t increased, making his observational abilities sharper, he would have missed these two little ghosts.

They bore no resentment toward Li Pingping. Instead, there was an innate affection.

With a bit of thought, Ning An understood what was happening.

Ning An looked coldly at Li Pingping: ”If you were really striving as you’ve claimed in your story, how could you repeatedly abort two children?”

”Moreover, I’ve never heard of a determined mother going back to her old ways and being unfaithful!”

Li Pingping wanted to argue but was at a loss for words, unable to say anything.

At this moment, the viewers in the live stream were also blown away as they did some digging.

”What the heck? Are we living a drama? The Daoist Master wasn’t wrong; even with pig DNA, it has a 97% similarity to human DNA...”

”This is ridiculous. I found out too, the doctor said DNA tests only have two outcomes, either over 99% or zero.”

”So, is this dude being cheated on???”

As the online commentators were shocked, Ning An and Li Pingping returned.

At this moment, Zhang Peng had also grasped the implication of Ning An’s words.

He trembled uncontrollably, his head was lowered too low to see the expression on his face.

Ning An sighed inwardly and went to support Zhang Peng: ”Lay Buddhist, I can understand your feelings, but everything must move forward, calm yourself first.”

Ning An helped Zhang Peng to a nearby chair.

Meanwhile, just in case, Ning An specifically took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it over: ”Lay Buddhist, if there’s anything upsetting or bothering you, just say it, you’ll feel better.”

Amidst the swirling smoke, Zhang Peng still hung his head low and asked in a deep voice, ”Daoist Master, what do you think are the odds of this woman getting pregnant?”

This question completely stumped Ning An. After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head: ”I don’t know.”

”I know!” Zhang Peng raised his head, his eyes bloodshot: ”I checked. Even if both partners are healthy and all conditions are perfect, the chance of conceiving is only about twenty to thirty percent!”

Zhang Peng suddenly stood up and then walked toward Li Pingping.

At this moment, no one was more scared and panicked than Li Pingping.

Her face was pale, she instinctively stepped back, ready to turn and flee if anything went wrong.

But to her surprise, Zhang Peng, with tears in his eyes, suddenly hugged her tightly, his emotions deep and strong: ”Baby, you are so good to me.”

This completely baffled everyone except him.

The viewers in the live stream were all shocked.

”Huh? No, what is going on, I don’t get it.”

”Is this sarcasm? But his expression seems so sincere. Or is this guy a born actor?”

”I have a feeling this guy’s mental world has collapsed. Have you guys heard that new cases don’t remain new for long?”

Even Li Pingping, who was involved, was completely confused, unsure if Zhang Peng was in his last rational moment before despair.

After a while, Li Pingping tried to speak gently, trying to bring Zhang Peng back to rationality: ”Zhang Peng, I know I’ve wronged you. If you have any grievances, just say it, it’s okay.”

Zhang Peng hugged her tighter: ”Baby, I’m fine. I just heard you were pregnant, and I’m happy!”

”Zhang Peng, I know I wronged you, but it wasn’t my intention. My boss said if I didn’t comply, he would...”

”Besides, I didn’t even know the child wasn’t yours. I always thought this child was yours, so I went for the test...”

Before Li Pingping could finish explaining, Zhang Peng covered her mouth with his hand.

”What are you talking about? I don’t mind this, I’m truly happy, we have a child of our own now.”

”Huh???”

Looking at the dazed Li Pingping, Zhang Peng poured out his feelings passionately: ”Pingping, I know you were harmed by that scumbag senior, leaving you physically weak, always in remorse.

The other day, when we went for a check-up, the doctor said your uterine lining was thin, making it difficult to have children.”

”Since that day, I’ve been thinking that having no children isn’t a big deal. After all, your child with that senior now carries the Zhang name and is willing to call me dad, so he’s a member of the Zhang family.”

”I wasn’t planning to hope for this anymore, but now that you’re pregnant again, doesn’t that mean our Zhang family can have descendants again!”

”Dude...” Ning An’s head was buzzing, interrupting: ”That child, should have nothing to do with the Zhang family, right?”

”Nonsense!” Zhang Peng turned around and shouted sternly: ”She’s my wife, and the child in her belly belongs to the Zhang family!”

Damn!

The viewers of the live stream were all dumbfounded.

They had seen a lot of bizarre things surfing the internet for years, but today was the first time they were completely floored.

”Is this guy normal? I don’t want to watch anymore, I feel my brain getting tainted. Someone call 911, get me to a hospital, I need a brain CT scan...”

”Honestly, he has some talent. No offense, but if he went out to hire a prostitute, they might find him so pathetic that they wouldn’t even charge him.”

”If I were his ancestor, I’d move my ancestor’s grave overnight. If I were a bit more powerful, I’d strike him with lightning; that would still be merciful.”

However, Zhang Peng seemed completely indifferent to all this. He turned back, kissed Li Pingping, and said, ”Pingping is frail, this child didn’t come easily. I swear I’ll treat him better than my own parents!”

”What DNA test, what blood relations, I don’t care, as long as you’re by my side, as long as the child calls me dad, I’m content.”

He’s gone mad... gone mad...

In the end, the world has turned into something unrecognizable.

It was only now that Ning An profoundly understood the despair in the saying ”a simp will not meet a good end.”

”Lay Buddhist, forgive my intrusion, I ask again, are you going to raise this child as your own son?”

Ning An reluctantly asked, this was his last piece of advice from his conscience.

He thought this question would bring some hesitance, even a little facial change from Zhang Peng.

But clearly, the resolve of the ultimate simp was even more astonishing than that of an ascetic monk.

Zhang Peng shook his head, his face full of a strange sense of radiance, and said loudly:

”Daoist Master, what’s wrong with you? As a cultivator, can’t you see through this minor trouble?”

”This is my own flesh and blood, my child of the Zhang family, and in the future, he’ll be the one to offer incense to my Zhang family’s ancestors.”