Chapter 49 Seeing the True Faces of Parents

Sensing the two burning gazes, Ye Zhao glanced over coldly.

The two men had dull eyes and wooden expressions, standing behind Ye Wange like zombies.

...Ye Zhao could tell at a glance that these two people had been turned into puppets.

Pei Yan and Shen Yubai seemed to sense hope. They turned their stiff necks with great difficulty and slowly looked towards Ye Zhao.

She's watching them!

An emotion that did not belong to puppets exploded in the hearts of the two!

It's her! It's Ye Zhao!

"Save me...Ye Zhao...save us..."

Pei Yan screamed in his heart.

His consciousness had been blocked and he couldn't even move a finger, so he knew that this was his only chance!

Shen Yubai did the same, staring at Ye Zhao eagerly.

Ye Zhao paused for a moment and then looked away.

He didn't even show a hint of sympathy, as if he just saw two pieces of wood passing by.

The light in their eyes slowly dimmed.

“Why…why…”

They could not speak or move, they could only watch Ye Zhao walk away, could only watch their hopes shattered, and could only continue to wait in the puppet body for their souls to be completely devoured.

…

After returning to the Sword-Asking Sect, Xie Youran summoned the elders and disciples from each peak and ordered the peak masters to submit the casualty statistics of this secret realm trial.

Representatives from each peak reported one after another.

Feixiao Peak, Xuanhuo Peak, Poyun Peak... all suffered casualties, with the lighter losses being less than half, and the heavier losses being nearly 20%.

When it was Qingyue Peak's turn, everyone thought that Ye Zhao had escaped from such a dangerous situation, and the casualties must have been staggering. Unexpectedly, she said calmly: "Thirty-seven people from Qingyue Peak entered the secret realm this time, and no one was injured. All of them returned."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar!

"All returned?"

"No one was hurt?"

Xie Youran's expression changed slightly: "Are you sure?"

Ye Zhao responded, "Luoxue has checked the list of disciples repeatedly."

Xie Youran and several other peak masters looked at each other in surprise.

At this time, Xia Lingfeng's report also came.

"...Forty-nine people from Xialing Peak entered the secret realm this time, and less than twenty survived..."

Xie Youran frowned, "Why are there so many casualties?"

Ye Wange's heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm. "This time, I've failed in my duty... It's just that this secret realm is extremely dangerous. I've repeatedly ordered my disciples not to underestimate the enemy, but many of them disobeyed orders and independently split into teams and went deep into dangerous areas, which led to these casualties..."

These words were said in an extremely tactful way. He did not mention any of his own faults, but simply put all the blame on his disciple's disobedience.

Pei Yan and Shen Yubai stood behind her, their hearts trembling with anger.

It was she who pushed them into this desperate situation, and now she is putting all the blame on them!

They couldn't speak and could only roar in their hearts!

They looked at Ye Wange's soft and gentle face, and there were only four words in their minds.

So shameless!

Xie Youran was silent for a moment, then said in a cold voice, "Since you successfully captured two evil cultivators in the secret realm, this merit can offset one of your mistakes."

"We will not pursue this matter for now."

Ye Wange lowered her head and said softly, "Yes."

But a hint of sinister coldness flashed across her lowered eyes.

She won't give up.

Ye Zhao, just wait and see!

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At dusk, the setting sun dyed the mountains and forests red.

Jiang Weiqing sat cross-legged on a stone platform in the mountains, with spiritual energy constantly circulating in his body.

He had already recited the fourth level formula of "The True Art of Capturing the Spirit" in his mind countless times. Every word had long been imprinted in his soul, and he was extremely proficient in the trajectory of the circulation of spiritual power.

However, no matter how hard he tried to concentrate and meditate, he was unable to condense it into a pill.

"Failed again..."

He opened his eyes, his eyes full of resentment.

"I've already reached the third level, but why can't I build my foundation?"

Jiang Weiqing was panting, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Maybe... I just need to cultivate to the fourth level."

Only by breaking through the foundation building stage can he truly begin the journey to becoming a strong man and be qualified to avenge his parents with his own hands.

"Ye Zhao..."

He could not and dared not forget the revenge of his family being wiped out ten years ago.

"I must break through as soon as possible, and reach the Spiritual Transformation Realm as soon as possible. By then..."

His eyes were grim. "I will take back every bit of your debt."

Feeling depressed, Jiang Weiqing decided to temporarily leave his master and go home to visit his parents.

He carefully exchanged the spirit stones he had earned from doing casual cultivation missions during this period for a few bags of high-quality rice and bacon, as well as some dried vegetables and seasonings that his family could not afford on a daily basis, and put them all into the storage bag.

I even went to the mortal market to find a bottle of health-enhancing medicinal wine.

He wanted to give his parents a good meal.

"I've treated them so badly over the years..." He sighed softly in his heart, "I promised myself that I would respect them well."

Walking on the path home, Jiang Weiqing's face showed a rare look of joy.

The rosy glow of the sky fell on the mottled earthen walls of the house. Jiang Weiqing walked to the door and was about to push it open when he suddenly heard his parents' laughter coming from inside the house.

He unconsciously slowed down his pace and peeked inside through the crack in the door.

The lights in the house were dimly lit. On a wooden table were two large bowls of meat, a plate of scrambled eggs and several delicious side dishes. Three people were sitting at the table: his father Jiang Danian, his mother Wu, and his younger brother, Acai.

Wu picked up the largest piece of pork ribs and put it into Ah Cai's bowl, urging him with a smile: "Ah Cai, eat it quickly! Eat it while it's hot, it's delicious!"

Jiang Danian also smiled and said, "Your mother even specially cooked some egg sauce soup. You should drink some quickly to replenish your body."

"But what about my brother? Aren't we going to wait for him to eat together?"

Mrs. Wu smiled and said perfunctorily, "Your brother doesn't deserve to eat these delicious things. Come on, come on, eat quickly! He will probably be back in the next few days, so eat quickly and don't let him see!"

Jiang Danian also laughed: "Yes, yes, eat quickly!"

Wu smiled as she peeled an egg, split it in half, and stuffed the whole thing into Ah Cai's bowl. She also picked up a piece of fish and instructed, "When he comes back later, let's say he hasn't had anything to eat these past few days and has been hungry, okay?"

Ah Cai nodded blankly.

Outside the door, Jiang Weiqing's expression was completely broken.

His fists clenched tighter and tighter, and flames suddenly rose in his chest.

"OK."

Jiang Weiqing sneered and kicked the wooden door open.

"What are you doing?"

Wu was so frightened that she almost dropped her chopsticks, and Jiang Danian also stood up suddenly.

Ah Cai looked up and saw that he still had half an egg in his mouth.

"Weiqing, you're back?" Wu tried to force a smile. "We, we just wanted to fill our stomachs first..."

Jiang Weiqing glanced at the table coldly, "I don't deserve it?"

Wu's face was embarrassed: "We think that you have been practicing and don't need these mundane foods..."

Jiang Danian also forced a smile: "Weiqing, don't think too much, we still care about you very much."

Jiang Weiqing's anger gradually subsided. What his parents said seemed to make sense...

But there was still a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't fall asleep at night. He still felt something was wrong, so he quietly came to the outside of his parents' room and put his ear close to it.