"Then why did you disregard your fellow disciples' requests and insist on putting Yu Yanluo to death?" Zu An frowned.
A trace of sadness flashed across Xiao Yao's face, as if he were lost in memories. After a long while, he said, "Do you know how Manman's mother died?"
Zu An was startled: "I heard that he suffered an injury in his early years that caused him to lose all his cultivation, and when he encountered danger later, he had no power to protect himself..."
“I was the one who hurt her back then, because she was…” Xiao Yao paused before sighing, “In short, she was injured by me due to various coincidences, and her cultivation was almost completely destroyed. However, the real cause of her death was poisoning.”
"Poisoned?" Zu'an's heart skipped a beat. He wondered why he had suddenly brought this up. Could it be...?
“That’s right, it’s Medusa’s poison!” A hint of hatred appeared in Xiao Yao’s eyes.
Zuan: "..."
What a disaster! It's all over. If Manman's mother really died at Medusa's hands, how can she and Yu Yanluo live in peace?
Besides, now that I know the truth, I can't just pretend nothing happened.
Xiao Yao continued, "Medusa's eyes have the power to petrify; any creature that makes eye contact with her will be petrified. However, she can't always use her eyes to petrify others herself, so she uses her own blood to extract a highly poisonous medicine that can slowly petrify the body of the poisoned person, causing them to wait for death step by step."
"The reason why Manman's mother lost all her power back then was only because I seriously injured her. Another reason was that she was poisoned by Medusa. She could only exhaust her cultivation to delay the onset of the poison. Even if that accident hadn't happened, she would have died without a doubt."
"I have been searching for Medusa's whereabouts for years, and I have finally found a clue. How can I forget the vow I made to her because of our camaraderie?"
Zu'an thought to himself, "Isn't it all because you fell in love with Manman's mother back then..."
“But Yu Yanluo’s age doesn’t match up, so it shouldn’t be related to Manman’s mother’s death.” He finally realized a crucial problem.
Who knew Xiao Yao would sneer: "How old do you think Yu Yanluo is?"
"Uh, eighteen?"
"Twenty-eight?"
...
After guessing several numbers throughout the year and being rejected each time, Zu'an's face darkened: "He can't possibly be eighty years old, can he?"
Although I know this is a world of cultivation, where both humans and demons live much longer than in my previous life and everyone has the art of preserving their youth, it is still quite shocking to find out the real age of the stunningly beautiful woman next to me.
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