Chapter 50 He was wrong, wrong from beginning to end!
"Remember to act quickly tomorrow and don't let him notice." Father Jiang's voice came through the thin door.
"Is there really no other way?" Jiang's mother said hesitantly, "Even though he's not our biological son, we've raised him for so many years..."
"He's no longer the child we used to be." Father Jiang sighed. "We adopted him just for the spiritual bone in his body. Now that the spiritual bone has been extracted and given to Ah Cai, and he can't cultivate anything on his own, what's the point of keeping him around? As long as he's alive, I won't be able to let go of my worries."
"Yes... If he knew that you killed his biological parents, he would definitely take revenge on us. Keeping him here would be a real nuisance."
"That's right. If you hesitate to make a decision, you will suffer the consequences. Remember to put more rat poison in the porridge tomorrow morning. You can serve it to him and watch him drink it all. That way, I will feel relieved."
boom!
Jiang Weiqing felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave and could hardly believe what he heard.
He is not his biological son.
He was brought home by the enemy who murdered his parents and carefully raised as a tool for extracting their soul bones!
His head was buzzing and memories came flooding back like a tide. When he was a child, his father beat him when he was drunk and his mother ignored him. When his younger brother was sick, the whole family stayed up all night, but he had a fever and was left in the woodshed to fend for himself... It seemed like all of this was because he was not their biological son at all!
Bang!
Jiang Weiqing kicked the door open.
Inside the room, Jiang's father and mother were plotting by the bed. When they heard the door open, Jiang's mother shuddered in fear: "Wei, Weiqing? You...why aren't you asleep yet?"
Jiang Weiqing walked towards him step by step, his eyes frighteningly calm.
"You...did you hear everything?" Father Jiang's face suddenly changed, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
Jiang Weiqing didn't answer. A black dagger flew out of the storage bag and fell into his palm.
"You are not my parents. My biological parents were killed by you..." He stared at Father Jiang, "with your own hands!"
"So what?!" Father Jiang pulled out a dagger from under the bed and rushed towards Jiang Weiqing, trying to silence him first.
In a flash, Jiang Weiqing dodged Jiang's father's attack and stabbed the dagger in his hand into Jiang's father's abdomen!
Blood splattered and Father Jiang opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe it.
“You…you…”
"I want to avenge my parents!"
Mother Jiang shrank into a corner in fear, her voice trembling, "Weiqing, we had no choice. It was him who killed your parents... I just... I just followed..."
Jiang Weiqing's eyes were heavy, "You are also a murderer."
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Jiang's mother screamed and stood up to escape, but she bumped into the door frame and fell to the ground.
She struggled to get up, but the next moment, Jiang Weiqing's sword was hanging in front of her neck.
Her face turned pale, and she looked at Jiang Weiqing in fear and shock: "Mercy..."
The sword in Jiang Weiqing's hand slashed across, and a line of blood appeared.
Jiang Mu's pupils contracted violently at the moment of death, then lost their luster and fell limply to the ground.
Jiang Weiqing stood in a pool of blood, looking at the two corpses on the ground, feeling empty in his heart.
What flashed through his mind again and again was not the appearance of his enemy before his death, but Ye Zhao's face full of disappointment.
She didn't lie to him.
She had never lied to him.
He was wrong, wrong from beginning to end.
"Ye Zhao...Master..."
Jiang Weiqing stopped and looked up at the mountains in the distance. That was the direction of the Wenxin Sect.
His eyes gradually became firm.
"I have to go back."
"I'm going back to the Questioning Heart Sect and apologize to her in person."
"I want to tell her...I know I was wrong."
He took out a small jade pendant from his arms. It was a token of trust given to him by Ye Zhao when he became his disciple.
"She was so good to me in her previous life, she should...should forgive me, right?"
"Maybe she has been waiting for me to come back."
"She must have been worried about me while I was away. She will be very happy that I'm back now."
"Also, Qingyuefeng should have suffered heavy losses at this time, and they need more people. I'm going back now to help them."
Thinking of this, Jiang Weiqing walked towards the Sword-Wen Sect without hesitation.
In the early morning, the morning glow covered the mountain top and in the mist, Jiang Weiqing stepped into the mountain gate of the Sword-Wen Sect.
The tragic scene of the ruined Qingyue Peak and the dead and injured disciples appeared in his mind.
However, when he stepped onto the mountain path of Qingyue Peak, his steps suddenly stopped.
On both sides of the mountain road, there are patches of spiritual herbs, fairy vines climbing around, and spiritual springs flowing in the cracks of the rocks, emitting a faint spiritual energy.
Pavilions and towers with carved beams and painted buildings and soaring eaves are hidden in the woods, and have been renovated compared to when he left.
The disciples were dressed in uniform and practiced their skills in groups of three or five in the martial arts field. Each of them was full of energy and spirit.
Jiang Weiqing was dumbfounded.
In the purple bamboo forest on the edge of the cliff in the distance, some disciples were setting up an array beside the spiritual spring, some were sitting on rattan couches concentrating on practicing, and several outer disciples were practicing with swords.
He knew most of these people. They were once at the Qi Refining stage like him, but now, they were either at the peak of Qi Refining or had successfully established their foundation!
“How… could this be…”
Jiang Weiqing was dumbfounded.
These people's final achievements in their previous lives were mediocre, and they didn't even have the qualifications to look up to him, but now, they have established their foundation before him!
This huge sense of gap made him unable to accept it for a while.
It would be fine if he was surpassed by geniuses like Yu Canglan and Luo Yinsheng, but it was these trash that he didn't even bother to look at in his previous life!
While feeling depressed, Jiang Weiqing couldn't help but wonder, if he hadn't left Qingyue Peak, would he be able to build his foundation now?
"Who dares to trespass into Qingyue Peak?"
Jiang Weiqing was lost in thought when a voice suddenly came from behind him. He turned to look at the man. It was a familiar face. Without thinking, he said, "I want to see Ye Zhao. Take me there quickly."
"You think you can call me Master by my name? Who do you think you are?"
Jiang Weiqing's face became even uglier.
This man's name was Song Zhi. He had an average physique, but he was extremely good at reading people's expressions. In his previous life, he had always followed him and was just a lackey by his side. But now, he actually dared to yell at him?!
"What are you arguing about?"
Ye Zhao had just ordered people to count the gains from this trip to the secret realm. She was in a very good mood, but as soon as she left the yard, she heard a voice that she extremely didn't want to hear again.
When he looked again, it was indeed Jiang Weiqing. He couldn't help but curse inwardly for his bad luck.
Jiang Weiqing was completely unaware of the disgust in Ye Zhao's eyes. He just felt that since he was willing to come back, Ye Zhao should be grateful.
After all, he will be a powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Realm in the future, and Qingyue Summit will change because of him!
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