"Brother, do we really need to check that calligraphy workshop?"
Outside the Zhao family mansion, Zhao Zhuo supported his mother and asked with a frown.
"Of course not. I was just being perfunctory."
The purple-robed young man smiled and said, "Your eldest brother died in his own room. Even if he was murdered, how could a weak woman break through the many walls of the mansion, kill someone, and then leave quietly?"
Zhao Zhuo nodded in agreement: "Brother, what you said is absolutely right. Zhao Chengxiang mentioned Pi San in his letter. I think the person behind this is using Pi San to kill people and then kill them to silence them.
As for the strange circumstances surrounding Pi San's death, they were probably fabricated by Zhao Chengxiang to lure me back."
At this point, Zhao Zhuo paused, "Brother, do I really have to track down the real culprit to put an end to the bloodline cause and effect?"
The purple-robed young man understood the implication of his junior brother's words, pondered for a moment, and chuckled softly, "If it were in the past, you would have to investigate even if you didn't want to. But now is different. Dongzhou has just experienced a great disaster, and Senior Brother Jiang's orders are above all else.
Junior Brother, have you forgotten... Senior Brother Jiang strictly forbids cultivators from killing mortals indiscriminately?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Zhuo's eyes lit up immediately, "I understand!"
Of course, he knew that Jiang Yi established this iron rule in order to restrain the disciples of the three sects from disregarding human lives and reducing killing.
If it concerns yourself, it is understandable and there is nothing wrong with taking action.
Although his circumstances were understandable, he could have taken advantage of this to minimize the impact of the blood entanglement.
Thinking of this, Zhao Zhuo's tone became relaxed: "Brother, we came down the mountain mainly to track down that demon cultivator. Business is the most important thing. As for other things, we can discuss them later."
The young man in purple listened, nodded with satisfaction, and was about to speak when his smile suddenly faded and he looked back.
Zhao Zhuo followed his gaze and turned around, suddenly seeing Zhao Chengxiang sticking to him like a dog-skin plaster.
Zhao Zhuo frowned immediately and asked in a cold voice, "Zhao Chengxiang, I've already agreed to track down the murderer. What else do you want to do?"
Zhao Chengxiang gasped twice, glanced at his wife, and said with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "Zhuo'er, you were tracking down the murderer, why did you take your mother away as well?"
Zhao Zhuo sneered, "Don't you know what kind of life my mother has lived in your Zhao family?"
"Zhuo'er, you're really wronging your father."
Zhao Chengxiang cried out in protest, "After you went to Guimu Valley, I never treated your mother badly. The food, clothing, and other necessities she had were the best in the mansion, no less than your mother-in-law!"
Zhao Zhuo was too lazy to say anything more and just said with a sullen face: "Anyway, I want to take my mother to the valley to live in her old age today. Are you going to stop me?"
"No, no, no, I won't stop you."
Zhao Chengxiang waved his hands repeatedly and sighed: "You know your stepmother's temper. I can't control her. It would be great if your mother could go to Guimu Valley to spend her remaining years in peace."
Zhao Zhuo was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that this old guy could speak a normal word.
"Zhuo'er, I didn't come here for anything else."
Zhao Chengxiang lamented again, then took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms with a look of pain on his face, "This is the magical medicine I specially collected from the Immortal City, for you to use in your cultivation."
Zhao Zhuo stared at the white porcelain bottle handed over by the other party, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Zhao Chengxiang actually gave him something, and it was a cultivation elixir specially prepared for him? This... the sun rose from the west?
"The dead cannot be resurrected."
Zhao Chengxiang's eyes welled up with tears: "Zhuo'er, you are my only son left. You will be the eldest son of my Zhao family from now on. Naturally, I have to treat you well."
He eagerly pressed the white porcelain bottle into Zhao Zhuo's hands, "This is the magical pill that Daddy spent all his money to buy! Anyone who practices cultivation can ascend to immortality by taking one!"
The purple-robed young man laughed as he listened, "Master Zhao, have you been deceived? If there really were magical pills in this world, wouldn't there be immortals everywhere?"
"impossible!"
Zhao Chengxiang's eyes were bloodshot as he sternly said, "This is the magic pill I bought with 90% of my family's wealth. It can't be fake."
Ninety percent of the family property...
Zhao Zhuo looked at Zhao Chengxiang silently, feeling indescribable discomfort in his heart.
"Master Zhao, even spirit stones can't be exchanged for a divine elixir, so what are these worldly things of yours worth?"
The purple-robed young man shook his head and casually took the white porcelain bottle from Zhao Zhuo's hand. "Forget it, I'll help you figure it out so you can give up."
As he spoke, the young man in purple casually opened the cork of the bottle, but at this moment, something strange happened!
Suddenly, two black lights flew out from the bottle mouth and headed straight for the young man's eyebrows.
The purple-clothed young man's face suddenly changed, but the distance was too close, he was caught off guard, and was hit instantly. He closed his eyes and fell straight down.
“Senior Brother!”
Zhao Zhuo was horrified and in such shock that he had no time to react. He was also hit in the center of his eyebrows by the black light and fell unconscious on the spot.
"Zhuo'er!"
The lady cried out in surprise and threw herself on Zhao Zhuo, her voice frantic, "Zhuo'er, what's wrong with you?"
She called out twice, then turned around abruptly, gritting her teeth and saying, "Zhao Chengxiang, you even killed your own son?!"
"Why can't we kill a bastard who is disobedient?"
Zhao Chengxiang flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly. The aggrieved expression on his face had long since disappeared, and there was even a hint of smugness in his smile.
You monks all look down on others, but you were tricked by a mortal like me, weren't you?
“Well done.”
A voice suddenly came from the void. Zhao Chengxiang was immediately startled and put away his thoughts. He bowed and said, "Master Immortal, it's all thanks to the elixir. I dare not take credit for it."
Buzz!
The void fluctuated slightly, and a man in a black robe appeared out of thin air. With a wave of his sleeve, he rolled the two corpses on the ground into the storage ring, leaving only the side lady staring blankly at the empty space.
"Why is there still someone?"
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