"Junior brother, the reason why you haven't made any breakthrough in your magic for so many years is because you are too murderous, which conflicts with Shenghanshan's peaceful skills. That's why your breakthrough in spiritual arts is so slow. Now, junior brother, do you still want to end it all with killing?!" Wan Cang also roared at Daosong, who was on the verge of exploding.
"No breakthrough? Hahaha." Daosong suddenly laughed and stopped the destructive action. The surroundings temporarily returned to calm. He laughed sarcastically and disintegrated the three pieces of jade that were originally one. He put them in his hands and let them float up and down.
"Brother, take a look at who is the winner now."
"You, as the ruler of Shenghan Mountain, can't distinguish right from wrong, yet you still dream of coexisting peacefully with these evildoers. It's simply ridiculous! And your good disciple," Daosong said with disdain, turning to Rong Hua, "and your good disciple, the next ruler of Shenghan Mountain whom you painstakingly nurtured, is even more entangled with this evil woman and has done something shameful for a master and disciple. You two, master and disciple, are not worthy of the name Shenghan Mountain at all."
"Brother, you said I was wrong. I really want to ask you who is right and who is wrong!"
"There is one thing. You were wrong." Rong Hua, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"Oh? Am I wrong?" Daosong asked curiously.
"Of course she's wrong." Wan Cang sighed softly and continued Rong Hua's words. "Su Yin has never been my disciple's disciple, but rather my disciple. It's just that I'm too busy with my affairs, so I've asked my disciple to take care of her." Wan Cang pinched his graying beard and spoke lightly. Rong Hua remained silent, a silent affirmation.
"What?" Daosong subconsciously glanced at Su Yin who was controlled by him and felt a little surprised. What on earth was Wan Cang up to by accepting such a disciple?
"Child." Seeing Su Yin finally look up in surprise, a hint of other color appeared on his originally gloomy face. Wan Cang finally took the time to look at Su Yin carefully and called Su Yin softly.
"Child, you have suffered." Wan Cang greeted Su Yin gently with infinite concern, as if any louder voice would blow Su Yin away.
"Great, Master." Su Yin's lips were dry and he finally managed to utter a sound from his hoarse throat.
"I'm sure you heard what I said just now. Child, you have always been my disciple." Wan Cang continued to explain to Su Yin.
"Your disciple?" Su Yin repeated unconsciously, but her heart had already split into several pieces, and nothing could stir a ripple in her heart. Now, she just wanted everything to be over quickly. No matter how, her sins were grave. She had innocently implicated and killed so many people. She was the one who deserved death the most.
"Child, don't blame yourself. None of this is your fault. After all, it's my fault for being too selfish." Wan Cang looked at Su Yin and knew what she was thinking. He seemed a little annoyed, as if he was regretting something.
"Child, do you remember what I said to you in the valley that day?"
"Relieve worries and forget troubles, what can I do in life? I search and search, but I am more worried after waking up." Ignoring Su Yin's reply, Wan Cang spoke to himself. He was dressed in white, and his figure was independent with an immortal air, but his face seemed to have a pain that was hard to conceal.
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