The three of them entered the room and saw a young man in his twenties lying silently on the bed. He had pale skin and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Zheng Hao's.

Wei Mian glanced at the man's face, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the jade on his chest.

It was a piece of white jade, of perfect quality, translucent and lustrous. Even in not very bright light, one could see the light flowing inside, as if some liquid was flowing.

But if you look closely, you can find that those are not liquids, but illusions caused by the light refracted by the jade being too transparent.

The shape of this piece of jade is a bit strange, as if the carver had poor craftsmanship. One end is big and the other end is small, and it is also full of pits and holes. However, after years of baptism, the originally angular places have become much rounder.

Wei Mian stared at the jade in a daze, her throat seemed to be blocked by something. Her eyelashes trembled, and it took her a while to find her voice.

"Is this... the Soul-Calming Jade?"

Even though he tried hard to adjust himself, Wei Mian's voice was still a little hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Hao looked at her strangely. He couldn't tell anything from her expression, except that her eyes were a little red. He was curious but still replied "hmm".

After thinking for a moment, he felt that what he said was not comprehensive enough, so he continued, "This is our Zheng family's heirloom - the Iron Pestle Soul-Calming Jade. Boss, do you think its shape resembles a stick? That's where the name comes from."

"Iron pestle...huh?"

Wei Mian was stunned, and couldn't help but recall a scene from several years ago.

"Junior Sister, I'm going down the mountain to train tomorrow. Don't you have anything to give me?"

The tall little Taoist priest looked expectantly at the round-faced girl's pocket, trying to use his eyes to dig out something good.

When the little girl heard that the other party wanted her to give something, she immediately looked embarrassed. She hadn't played with those things enough, but Fourth Brother had always been very good to her. Now that he was going down the mountain, it seemed bad not to give him a farewell gift.

The little girl frowned and hesitated for a long time before she reluctantly took out a piece of unfinished jade from her pocket. "Here, I'll give this to you. It's a piece of jade that I've been nurturing for a long time. I carved it myself and I still need to polish it every day!"

The tall young Taoist priest looked at the strangely shaped jade in front of him, his expression changed, and finally he couldn't help showing disgust.

The little girl was immediately displeased when she saw his disdain. "Have you ever heard of 'grinding an iron rod into a needle'? If iron can do it, then my Soul-Calming Jade must be able to do it too! I'm going to grind it into a needle-shaped magical weapon that's unique in the world!"

After hearing this, the young Taoist priest felt that he had misunderstood his junior sister and felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head, but still pretended to be happy and took the strange-shaped jade.

It's such a waste of this soul-calming jade.

"Junior Sister, what is the name of this magical weapon?"

Speaking of names, the little girl was a little distressed. She scratched her face, thought hard for a long time, and finally decided, "Let's call it Iron Pestle!"

It’s just that the little girl who vowed to polish the soul-calming jade was not persistent and got tired of it after just a few times.

So the soul-calming jade was preserved in a strange shape, and my uncle carved a magic circle on it to enhance its effectiveness, and it has remained that way ever since.

Wei Mian looked at the strangely shaped soul-calming jade and wondered what she didn't understand. She took a deep breath and looked at Zheng Kaiyuan, "Who is Zheng Qingyuan to you?"

Zheng Kaiyuan didn't know where Wei Mian heard it from, and looked at her with some displeasure.

"How can you youngsters call out the name of my Zheng family's ancestor?"

"Ancestor——"

Could it be the ancestor?

Wei Mian suddenly laughed. No wonder, no wonder she felt that Zheng Hao looked familiar. It turned out that he was the descendant of the fourth senior brother. Then it was no wonder that the Zheng family had this thing.

It must have been passed down by Fourth Senior Brother. Although the appearance of this Soul-Calming Jade is not very good, as a magic weapon itself, its quality is still very good.

Now the look in her eyes when she looked at Zheng Hao and Zheng Kaiyuan was different. It turned out that they were all her juniors.

When Zheng Hao noticed Wei Mian's gaze, his hair immediately stood up.

It came again, it was this look. I don’t know what happened. She looked at him with this look last time, which made Zheng Hao feel as if she saw his younger sister.

She stretched out her finger and gently touched the soul-calming jade. The surging spiritual energy in the jade was transmitted through her fingertips. Wei Mian lowered her eyes and quickly thought of all possible effective methods in her mind.

No one in the world knows the Iron Pestle Soul-Calming Jade better than her. After all, this magic weapon was made by her, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to get a chance of survival from it.

At this time, Zheng Heng's eyes were tightly closed and his breathing was barely audible. Ordinary people would think that he was in a coma and about to die.

Zheng Kaiyuan looked at his unconscious son and felt a level of heartache that most people could not understand. This was not only his first son, but also the most outstanding next-generation successor of the entire Zheng family.

If he were to be killed like this, it wouldn't just be him who would be heartbroken; the entire Zheng family would probably be devastated.

Zheng Kaiyuan frowned and spoke with obvious anger.

"I don't know who has committed such a crime that he has imprisoned his soul. If I catch him, I will definitely make him pay the price."

Wei Mian had already met Zheng Heng in person by this time, and made some calculations based on his facial features and birth date.

This child has a good destiny. He is smart and clever, has a strong and calm character, is courageous and upright, and studies magic seriously and is willing to delve into innovation.

What's more, he was born to be a Heavenly Master, because this kid inherited the ability of his fourth senior brother - he was born with the ability to see Yin and Yang!

After some calculations, Wei Mian finally understood why the other party wanted to take Zheng Heng's soul away. Part of the reason was the Yin-Yang eyes, and the other part was probably that Zheng Heng's soul had innate spiritual power.

There are very few people like this. In her previous life, the place where she lived was full of spiritual energy, but Wei Mian had never seen many of them, let alone now.

Those people back then were all extremely talented people in Taoism.

She herself is one of them.

My master told me that he happened to pass by a family and saw that their newborn daughter was abandoned on the roadside. He didn't want to care about it. The girl had her own destiny, and the master didn't want to interfere.

But he accidentally discovered that the girl's soul actually possessed innate spiritual power. He was greatly surprised and took the child back to Zhengyang Sect and named him Wei Mian.

Even a knowledgeable person like her master was amazed. It seemed that a soul with innate spiritual power was truly rare, and the learning speed she later displayed was indeed amazing.

And now Zheng Heng's soul has innate spiritual power, and he was born in an yin year, yin month and yin time. Even if such a soul is not used in the formation, just devouring one alone is more nourishing than taking the Ten-fold Tonic Pill. Who else can he target if not him?

"I have an idea."

As soon as Wei Mian said this, the three members of the Zheng family immediately turned their attention.