Chapter 786 You were just bluffing me.

Is it that serious?

Song Chunxue thought that place was as safe as it looked, so how could she possibly lose her life there?

Lord Zhao patiently explained.

"We few were born with a patriarch and our Dao hearts were already formed. We should know when to stop. But many others are wolves in sheep's clothing. There are all sorts of people from all walks of life, with evil cultivators and demonic cultivators being the majority. They commit many evil deeds and are crushed into powder as soon as they enter the door."

"Not to mention the trials of the four doors that follow. Many people lost their lives because of their insatiable greed when they entered the Golden House. The nightmares that follow are even more brutal, with people killing each other."

"And then there was the sword-making process. People fought fiercely for the iron hammer to forge the sword, and some even bullied the weak and stole the results of others. None of them were able to cross the stone gate successfully. According to those who came out, there were not countless weapons to choose from in the last hall. Instead, they almost became food for the ferocious beasts."

Lord Zhao was extremely disappointed. "Having angered the patriarch, and without passing the test, what reward do you expect?"

I see.

Fortunately, they left in a hurry and did not go in with the demonic cultivators, otherwise they would have been implicated.

"Then when and how will you go back?"

Lord Zhao smiled, "Want to go home?"

"Missing Xie Zheng now, aren't you?" Master Han looked at the food on the table and slowly wiped his chopsticks. "We should have sent her to the Quanzhen Sect back then. Zhang Chengxuan insisted on arranging a marriage for her. It's better for a cultivator to be pure and detached from desires. Having entanglements is a weakness."

Lord Zhao also picked up his chopsticks, scooped up some long noodles, and said, "I think you're just being a sour grapes. Back then, you were after that person..."

"cough."

Lord Zhao took a big bite of long noodles and said nothing more.

Song Chunxue couldn't help but chuckle; these two would definitely have a lot to talk about if they revealed each other's secrets.

She had slept for so long and was terribly hungry, so she ate a bowl of simple long noodles.

Where did that Durian Girl go?

When Song Chunxue noticed the waiter carrying the food upstairs, she knew that Huo Xiang and his wife wouldn't be coming down to eat with them.

"I don't know. She lost several subordinates, and I guess she still wants to go and see that cave," Lord Zhao said, taking a sip of soup and putting down his chopsticks. "How about your chicken noodle soup?"

"Then I'll make it for you tomorrow," Song Chunxue said with a smile. "Aren't you two in a hurry to leave?"

"No rush. It's a rare opportunity to get out here. We plan to travel around the area, see the beautiful landscapes, the desert oases, and witness the hardships of human life. Like Zhang Chengxuan, we can guide people through their confusion and cultivate ourselves along the way. We can't stay in a world of prosperity and illusion forever."

This is quite rare; even Song Chunxue wanted to go after hearing this.

After being away for so many days, she didn't really want to go back anymore. She had gotten used to the freedom and adventure she enjoyed outside.

"Everyone is here."

At that moment, a woman wearing black armor stepped in through the door. The shiny leather clung tightly to her slender waist, and her dark red long robe made her look quite dashing.

"Waiter, bring the wine."

The person who came was none other than Liu Niang.

The waiter didn't dare to speak; the entire inn had been booked by that woman named Huoxiang.

"Go get some wine; she's a guest upstairs." It's clear that Liu Niang is determined to give an explanation today; there's no escaping it.

"Yes." The waiter hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

Liu Niang looked at Song Chunxue and said, "You have something belonging to the son of an old friend on you. I told you about it last time. I'm here this time because of him."

Song Chunxue feigned madness, saying, "You must have made a mistake."

Liu Niang insisted, "We mean no harm. His father is looking for him. Please tell us where he is, Master Song. His father is getting old and needs an heir, and he is the most suitable candidate now."

Song Chunxue frowned. "Then why did he leave back then? Was he being hunted down, driven away, or fleeing from there?"

After a moment's consideration, Liu Niang's beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly. "I don't know."

“If he wanted to go back, he would have gone back long ago. Besides, I found this thing.”

Durian smiled confidently, "I've asked around. You have two apprentices, and unless it's a close relative who gives it to you voluntarily, no one can take it away."

She rested her chin on her hand, leaned closer to Song Chunxue, and smiled charmingly.

"Besides, didn't you feel the ancient coin getting hot that day, with faint signs of burning?"

“That is his mother’s keepsake, a sacred object of his maternal clan. His mother taught me how to sense it when she was alive. If he is willing to join forces with me, I can avenge his mother now.”

It's unclear whether Liu Niang is testing him; she won't make decisions for Chang Feng without consulting him first.

“I’m sorry, if you can find him, ask him yourself. I have no authority to make that decision.” Song Chunxue glanced at the food on the table. “You eat first, I’m going for a walk outside.”

Just then, a commotion came from upstairs, and Huo Xiang and his wife came out of their room.

Just as Lord Zhao and Taoist Han were about to get up and leave, they sat down calmly and ordered a pot of wine.

"Sister Song, don't go. I'll treat you to a drink." Looking at Huoxiang, Liuniang's tone was pleading. "Just consider it as a witness for me."

Huo Xiang pulled Ye Hanying down, and the two of them looked at Liu Niang with equally cold eyes.

Before the game even started, Durian Girl had already lost.

Song Chunxue didn't want to help anyone; she was simply curious about what would happen next.

Ye Hanying walked straight out, and Huo Xiang pursed her lips, made her choice instantly, and followed her mistress out.

"Huoxiang, I have no reason to lie to you. That child is yours. But what I said before doesn't count. I don't want any title. I just want you to see the child. She just wants to know who her father is. That's all."

Liu Niang used her chopsticks to pick at the scallions in the braised pork. "She'll be coming in tomorrow. Please wait another day. We absolutely won't bother you any further."

Ye Hanying stood at the door, glanced at her indifferently, and said in a cold and low voice, "You want to entrust your child to someone else?"

Liu Niang was taken aback and couldn't help but look at the woman with a serene face, yet whose eyes were captivating.

Master Han explained slowly, "She has been poisoned and is very likely to die from the poison, but the Lady of the Venerable One may be able to cure her."

Song Chunxue looked at Master Han in surprise. How did he figure that out?

Huo Xiang looked at his wife, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Ye Hanying turned to look at him, "Do you want me to save her?"

Huo Xiang smiled. "If you really had to entrust your child to someone, you wouldn't need to if you saved her, right?"

Ye Hanying asked expressionlessly, "Should we save them?"

He held his wife's hand and said, "If you want to save her, then save her; if you don't want to save her, then don't."

Ye Hanying seemed fairly satisfied with the answer.

"Did you hear that? He didn't let me save him." She looked at Liu Niang arrogantly.

Durian Girl took a sip of her drink. "I don't need you to save me."

"..." Huo Xiang looked utterly hopeless and looked to Lord Zhao and Daoist Han, who were watching the show, for help.

"You're poisoned, and you still say you want to avenge your old friend's son?" Song Chunxue said, displeased. "Were you just bluffing me?"

“Even if I die, I can avenge him. When you get back, tell him that if he’s willing, he can come to Devil City to find me.” After saying that, Durian stopped eating, stood up, and said, “Farewell.”