On the way back, Zhou Mu felt completely relaxed.
He changed a person's fate, or rather, he changed the fate of a family.
Just after Ye Mingsu and the other two came in, he originally planned to take the opportunity to leave, but at this moment, for some reason, a memory suddenly surged into his mind.
This memory is about Su Yuan and the other person.
The hazy scenes of memory are like recollections, all in black and white.
Su Yuan's younger sister, Su Xuan'er, fell seriously ill, which broke the heart of her only relative, her brother Su Yuan.
Ye Ming, who had always secretly loved Su Xuan'er, was also extremely anxious. He spent a lot of money to invite a renowned doctor, but even after preparing all the medicinal materials, the treatment still did not achieve the expected results.
Later, after much contemplation, the divine physician finally discovered the root cause of the problem.
That is, one of the most important medicinal ingredients is missing.
A thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
As long as the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is available, and it is combined with other medicinal ingredients, the disease can be cured.
This put everyone in a difficult position.
Ye Ming, being the son of a prominent family, naturally understood the preciousness of the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
Let alone thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, even a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum will be snapped up as soon as it appears, and the price will often increase several times over.
The Ye family does keep a century-old Ganoderma lucidum on hand year-round, but it can only be used if the patriarch and the family's decision-making body have no objections.
Ye Ming knelt at his doorstep for ten days and ten nights, finally moving his father, Ye Mu, the current patriarch of the Ye clan.
However, when the topic was raised at the elders' meeting, it was immediately rejected, and Ye Mu, the clan leader, was also questioned.
Now, Ye Ming was at a loss.
It seemed as if by divine intervention that the divine physician accidentally obtained a map and then handed it over to Su Yuan.
And so, the next scene unfolded.
At that time, Zhou Mu was not in that cave. After Su Yuan and Ye Ming walked into the cave, they picked the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. However, before they could rejoice, the Crimson Flame Nine-Headed Dragon appeared in their sight.
That's right, it's the same person Zhou Mu met before.
At that time, the nine-headed dragon had just completed its evolution and officially joined the ranks of divine beasts, and its spiritual power soared.
Su Yuan and Ye Ming were on high alert, but they were no match for the Crimson Flame Nine-Headed Dragon. They barely managed to hold out for a few rounds before being defeated.
The nine-headed worm was still weak, and the two of them originally had a chance to escape, but Su Yuan was thinking about his sister and couldn't bear to give up the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that he had finally obtained. In the blink of an eye, he was swallowed up by a dragon's breath and died instantly.
Only Ye Ming escaped back. Under questioning from Su Tian's sister, Su Xuan'er, he had no choice but to tell the truth.
Already weakened by her serious illness, Su Xuan'er suffered a devastating blow and soon died from vomiting blood. Five top doctors spent three days and three nights trying to save her, but ultimately they were powerless to save her.
Ye Ming, who had admired Su Xuan'er for many years, never got to say "I like you" before he lost his chance, which led to lifelong regret and ultimately became a demon in his heart.
This caused this martial artist, who might have reached the pinnacle in the future, to stagnate in the realm between immortals and mortals, thus wasting his future.
In other words, Zhou Mu, by sheer chance, suddenly became the savior of these two.
If he hadn't encountered the Crimson Flame Nine-Headed Dragon last time, history would have repeated itself.
"That's just fate!"
Zhou Mu said helplessly.
Just then, a person slowly emerged from the woods not far away.
The man was completely shrouded in a black robe.
Even the bright sunlight cannot get close to it, giving it an unusual, isolated feel.
It's very strange.
Moreover, they were slowly walking in Zhou Mu's direction.
The movements were very slow, like those of an elderly man. With each step, he seemed to want to stop for half a day. So much so that the man in black only moved once after Zhou Mu had taken more than ten steps.
Zhou Mu initially didn't take it seriously, and he even consciously kept his distance from the man in black as he passed by.
But just as he walked past the man in black, he looked up and saw that the man in black had reappeared in front of him.
Moreover, the approximate location was the same as when he first discovered the man in black.
He was taken aback.
He then abruptly turned his head.
The man in black continued walking slowly, at a snail's pace, oblivious to everyone around him.
Zhou Mu was somewhat surprised and uncertain; the whole thing seemed strangely unsettling.
However, this was the only way home, so I quickened my pace.
Is it haunted?
But isn't this a fantasy world? How can it be haunted?
As someone from another world, Zhou Mu said it was the first time he had ever seen such a thing.
As I passed the man in black, my heart pounded. Then I quickened my pace and soon I had thrown the man in black onto me from a distance.
He looked up.
A scene that filled him with despair unfolded.
The man in black reappeared in the same spot.
"Are there really ghosts?"
Zhou Mu could no longer remain calm. His expression turned solemn as he squinted at the man in black, immediately feeling as if he were facing a formidable enemy. His spiritual energy instantly began to circulate.
The tension was palpable.
Beneath the black robe, a slight smile appeared on the face. He then took a step forward, and at the same time, behind Zhou Mu, the countless black shadows that had passed by him before flashed back one by one, all merging with the man in black.
Then, the man in black vanished into thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Zhou Mu, no more than three feet away.
The man lowered the brim of his hat.
It's Ma Tong.
Zhou Mu felt that the face looked somewhat familiar.
"Who are you?"
He only asked three words.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
