Qi Zhao stayed by Wan Ge's side the whole time, and apart from occasionally going out to find some medicines and magical artifacts for him, he didn't go anywhere else.
Qi Zhao prepared the medicine for Wan Ge again, but when he found that she was not in the room, he panicked instantly.
He released his divine sense and finally found Wan Ge on a hill.
Wan Ge sat beside the tombstone, leaning gently against it, and fell asleep without anyone noticing.
Qi Zhao walked over and found that the tear stains on her fair face had dried. Qi Zhao picked her up and glanced at the child's cenotaph.
Ten years have passed since her child passed away, but Wan Ge still can't let go.
Qi Zhao tried to find the child's soul, but he was never able to.
He met a local ghost king who told him that if he, as a father, couldn't sense any spiritual energy from his child, then the child might have already died before reaching the age where he could possess a soul.
In other words, he couldn't even be considered a life yet. Wan Ge had already miscarried, and her soul hadn't even had a chance to enter her body. He didn't need to be so sad, since this life had never even been born into this world.
However, the Ghost King also mentioned another possibility: that someone had already discovered the child's soul and hidden it, in which case Qi Zhao would also be unable to search for the child's soul or spiritual essence.
Qi Zhao felt that the second possibility was not out of the question, but at that time, his senior sister had been locked up by Mu Yun.
If Mu Yun is capable of such extreme actions, it's not impossible that she might also resort to violence against the children.
However, Wan Ge was still very weak at the time, so Qi Zhao planned to wait until he recovered a bit before trying to find any clues.
Qi Zhao brought the person back to the sleeping quarters. The elder looked at the person and took out his spear again.
"Your Excellency, what are you going to do?"
The lady's health has improved considerably, and His Majesty has not left the house for a long time.
“Some things should be settled. If Madam wakes up, tell her that I just went out for a while and will be back soon.”
Seven more years have passed. He has not only brought the power of the Flame Demon to its limit, but he has also enhanced his strength. Based on the power of the Flame Demon, he is now much stronger than when he fought against Sword Master Muyun.
As for Sword Master Mu Yun, who had been severely injured by him before and also had inner demons, Qi Zhao felt that he was no longer a match for him.
"yes."
Qi Zhao looked back one last time before leaving the house.
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When the sect leader saw Qi Zhao reappear, he didn't seem surprised. He had heard that Wan Ge was seriously injured, and given the nature of demonic cultivators, he would definitely seek revenge. So he had sensed that the other party would definitely return, but he didn't expect that the other party would only return now.
"You've arrived. What do you want this time?"
"I only want to see Mu Yun."
“Sword Master was injured by you and has been in seclusion ever since. We will not allow you to disturb him.”
"That depends on whether you can stop him." He doesn't even take Sword Master Mu Yun seriously, let alone anyone else.
The sect leader and the other elders exchanged glances and immediately formed a battle formation.
The sect leader, still unwilling to give up, said, "Qi Zhao, you were once a disciple of our sect. Do you really intend to lay a hand on your elders?"
"Elders? What kind of elders are you? Didn't you know when Mu Yun forcibly brought her back? Or didn't you know when Mu Yun forced her to get married?"
The sect leader paused for a moment. He knew all about these things, and he was well aware that Wan Ge did not want to stay by the side of Sword Master Mu Yun.
When Sword Master Mu Yun wanted to marry her, she could tell he wasn't entirely willing, but she never expected him to run away from the wedding. Even more unexpectedly, she hadn't done anything wrong, yet she was still so badly injured.
"Today I am not only avenging my wife, but also my unborn child."
The sect leader's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but the next second he looked at him openly and honestly: "Qi Zhao, you are now a demonic cultivator. We don't let her be with you, just to protect her. We also know a little about your affairs. Are you really so sure you won't hurt her?"
"I do." Qi Zhao wasn't guilty at all. He might not be able to guarantee that his senior sister wouldn't like him.
He wouldn't harm his senior sister physically, but he couldn't guarantee what she was thinking. However, she liked him, so he was certain she wouldn't be hurt, not even emotionally.
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