Within the Great Wilderness City
Inn
After leaving Wentian Tower, Lin Yang settled here.
Penniless, when the innkeeper asked him for his lodging money, he wisely went to the backyard to do things like washing dishes and chopping wood.
His room was changed from a luxurious single room to a small, dark room, but he was still satisfied, since he was glad to have a place to stay.
The saying goes that a fallen phoenix is no better than a chicken. Compared to his brothers, he was already doing quite well, at least he survived.
When he woke up, he was about to go to work in the backyard as usual when he suddenly heard several waiters talking loudly. When they saw him coming, they all wisely shut up.
Lin Yang only glanced at it before looking away.
On one hand, he was disdainful, after all, he had once held a high position of power and influence. Under the protection of the giant Tian Sheng Palace, he always attracted attention and was respected whenever he went out.
The stark contrast was hard for him to accept, and now he could only hope that Wentianlou would take his money and do his job.
On the other hand, he simply didn't care about the conversations between the waiters.
We arrived at the kitchen.
The table was already piled high with bowls and plates.
The grease and colorful soup looked like they hadn't been cleaned all night, and even now they still smelled strange and unpleasant.
Lin Yang pinched his nose and walked in expressionlessly.
There used to be three workers in the kitchen, but after he took over, they all disappeared and went off to play somewhere.
The task that originally required three waiters has now fallen entirely on his shoulders. If he can't wash these plates in time before serving breakfast in the morning, it will affect the normal opening of the inn, and a scolding from the manager will be inevitable.
Seeing that he was down on his luck, those people tried to find ways to bully him.
He took it all in stride, picked up a rag, and started washing the dishes.
Just then, a young waiter rushed in from outside.
Seeing Lin Yang still washing dishes, the young waiter rushed over and snatched the dishes from him, saying with a hint of excitement, "Yangzi, do you know what a big thing has happened? Overnight, both Holy Masters of the Cangyu Holy Land died, and now the Ancestor has come out of seclusion to take charge of the situation. The entire Cangyu Holy Land is in a state of panic."
He knew some of the inside story, so after hearing about it, he rushed over.
"What?"
"What did you say?"
At first, Lin Yang didn't pay much attention and just answered a few questions casually. But after hearing what was said next, he finally looked away from the mountain of dishes.
"You mean, Yang Qiu is dead?"
Lin Yang swallowed hard.
His pupils contracted slightly, and his breathing became rapid.
The waiter said, "Yes, and it is said that he was assassinated while under the close protection of a sage. The most important thing is that Yang Qiu died without the sage noticing and thought he was having a good time."
He said this and then burst into laughter.
Lin Yang was momentarily dazed.
Yang Qiu is dead...
Who else died?
The waiter said, "Yang Hao is Yang Qiu's cousin. It is said that after Yang Qiu dies, he will succeed him as the Holy Lord, but he also dies. Do you know where he died?"
"Where?" Lin Yang looked at the young waiter, somewhat anxious.
The young waiter didn't keep them in suspense and said directly, "It's inside the Cangyu Holy Land. Moreover, after that person assassinated Yang Hao, he escaped unscathed. Yang Zhifeng and the others didn't even see a shadow of him."
"Really?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yang's first reaction was to question it.
He knew the true nature of the Azure Feather Holy Land better than anyone else.
Originally, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, with his sacred artifact, could have fought to a draw with several saints. Although he was temporarily at a disadvantage, he was not going to suffer a crushing defeat.
However, it was the appearance of the ancestor Yang Zhifeng who, with a single finger, eliminated the Palace Master, causing the Tian Sheng Palace to collapse like a house of cards and be quickly destroyed.
If such a powerful expert couldn't be detected right under our noses, it can only mean one thing: the expert sent by Wentian Tower is even stronger than Yang Zhifeng.
If that's the case, then that one sacred artifact is not enough to persuade a Saint King to take action.
Zhou Quan nodded excitedly and said, "It's absolutely true! It's spread all over the place, and the entire Great Wilderness City is in an uproar..."
He paused, then looked at Lin Yang with a hint of relief, "You've avenged yourself. Now your fellow disciples can rest in peace."
“No…” Lin Yang shook his head, “As long as the Cangyu Holy Land is not destroyed, my great revenge will not be avenged.”
Zhou Quan said, "Impossible, do you think you're capable enough to..."
Lin Yang did not speak.
At that moment, he thought of the Wentian Tower.
If it was indeed the work of Wentianlou, then the destruction of Cangyu Holy Land will be imminent.
Even though he knew how illusory this hope was, and that getting rich overnight was much easier in comparison.
He estimated the time; there were still a few hours until the third quarter of noon mentioned by the person from Wentian Tower.
Hopefully, the final result won't disappoint him, even if he doesn't hold out much hope for it.
...
Qingyun Peak
When Zhou Mu returned, there were two little girls inside the hall.
One of them was somewhat unfamiliar to him.
But they seemed to have a good relationship with Ye Mujiu; the two girls were holding hands, looking incredibly intimate.
However, her emotions seemed a bit off. The girl was clinging to Ye Mujiu's arm, looking aggrieved, and she was saying something while tears streamed down her fair cheeks.
Zhou Mu entered the main hall, and only then did that person suddenly stand up.
"What are you doing...?"
His gaze fell on Ye Mujiu, who had a cold expression.
It seemed that he had never seen this expression on Ye Mujiu's face since he met her.
"fine."
Ye Mujiu turned her head stiffly, as if she didn't want to look at the person next to her, and then she stood up and walked towards Zhou Mu.
After taking the coat, she introduced Zhang Ling'er in a low voice: "Zhang Ling'er used to be my best friend."
The sound was very soft.
"Not anymore?" Zhou Mu's voice was equally soft.
Ye Mujiu, holding back her anger, said, "No, if it weren't for his father, I wouldn't be like this now."
These words, like steel needles, pierced deeply into Zhang Ling'er's heart.
Her beautiful face was already covered with tears.
Seemingly reaching her breaking point, she cupped her face in her hands and finally burst into tears, "I really... I really didn't miss you..."
The trembling little figure was like a flower bud in a storm; it looked incredibly pitiful.
"well……"
For a moment, Zhou Mu was at a loss for words.
He also knew a little about Zhang Ling'er's identity; she was the daughter of Zhang Tianjian, the current head of the Sword God Palace.
He was also the mastermind behind the destruction of Zhongzhou.
In a sense, Zhang Ling'er is the daughter of Ye Mujiu's father's killer.
Even the strongest relationships, once cracks appear, can never be the same again.
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