The atmosphere grew heavy without anyone noticing, and Zero was lost in his hazy memories, which was very painful.
He could only feel pain.
But further attempts to investigate yielded nothing.
"I won't kill you."
The ghostly aura resolutely retreated.
"You have been kind to me."
"Your face looks familiar, like...an old friend."
It was still a voice devoid of emotion, but strangely, Song Tingwan could detect a hint of nostalgia, and even a barely perceptible joy.
"You seemed very happy when you mentioned the words 'old friend'."
Song Tingwan lowered her guard slightly, and the little white tiger on her lap also silently retracted its claws, yawned and pretended to be cute, and retracted its little canine teeth.
Zero belatedly sensed her wariness.
He didn't answer, but calmly made a vow.
"I swear by my Mahayana cultivation that I will never harm Song Tingwan or anyone she protects."
The light fell on the ghostly aura.
The vow is fulfilled.
She paused, then put the jade token back in her hand.
A quiet apology: "I'm sorry, but I can't afford to gamble right now."
The ghostly aura gently reached out, brushing across her face, which had turned pale from her earlier defensiveness, before stopping at the top of her hair and gently rubbing it. "I know."
He had been by her side for years, and although he no longer had much of the ability to express his emotions, he knew how hard this young girl had worked.
She shouldered many responsibilities that were not hers to bear, relying on her frail shoulders.
Just like them.
…?
Who does he resemble?
Why did this thought even come to mind?
The ghostly aura lingered in the air, yet no one could understand why.
Song Tingwan didn't dodge his ghostly aura, but after feeling the... loving warmth on the top of her head, she frowned, feeling something was strange.
“You just said I look familiar, but I was young when we met, and you had been dead for many years by then. It’s impossible that we’ve met before.”
She caught his earlier feeling and guessed, "When you mentioned the words 'old friend,' you were unusually gentle and familiar. Could it be that you knew my parents?"
Could it be that she rescued an uncle to be her bodyguard?
Song Tingwan pursed her lips, suddenly realizing that letting Ling call her "master" was really...
"Your parents? Your father is the High Priest of Cloud Village. You've mentioned him several times, but I've remained calm each time."
"And what about your mother?"
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan lowered her eyes slightly.
“My mother…I don’t know her.”
"She had been dead for ten years. When my father found her, she was already lifeless, but my sister and I, though weak in the womb, still showed signs of survival."
"When I heard this, I felt very guilty. Why did my mother give up her own chance to live and choose for my sister and me to live instead?"
"But my father said that when they found my mother, she had a photo stone on her body, which was left by my mother and my eldest uncle's good friend when they were dying."
A surprised voice could be heard through the trembling image captured by the photographic stone.
He said, trembling, "Song Chaoxuan, I knew you would foresee this sooner or later. We have failed."
Ah Shu and Song Yu are dead. I want to explode and perish together with this evil world. I want to see their faces one last time.
But look what I found!
There is still a glimmer of hope for your child with Ashu.
So the man, with trembling hands, took out the divine artifact, sent the bodies of his mother and uncle away, and protected his mother's belly.
Then, inside the recording stone, as it transmitted the last image of that world, the person smiled as they looked in the direction of the recording stone, before exploding and dying.
He concluded by saying that they had done right by the world, even though no one knew they had been great heroes.
But Ah Shu shouldn't have gotten involved in all of this; it was her two older brothers who failed to protect her.
"Father looked very sad when he mentioned it, especially when he talked about that elder dragging the evil realm down with him into the underground."
After Song Tingwan finished recounting the past events she had heard, she discovered that the ghostly aura had stopped in mid-air.
He seemed completely absorbed in listening.
"...After you finished speaking, has your memory started to clear up?"
ah?
Could this be her maternal uncle, or the elder who saved her and Ayao?
Every conjecture.
All of this contradicted the fact that he had called her "master" for so many years.
Song Tingwan: ...
It's over.
But it's not completely over yet.
According to Father, the three elders dragged the evil realm with them to their deaths, and if they had any divine souls, they sank into the earth as well.
The elder died from a sudden explosion, leaving no trace whatsoever.
Zero cannot be one of them.
But those who find her familiar, or even react to this matter, must be people from the same generation as my mother.
Perhaps my father will find out.
"This time when we return to Yunyin, you will come back with me."
The Cloud Hidden Formation is formed by righteous energy, preventing evil spirits, demons, and ghost cultivators from entering.
In the past, Zero would always wait for her near the Cloud Concealment Formation.
Of course, if there hadn't been a traitor in the book, and if the great formation had been in place, the evil spirits that came for the legendary jade would have been unable to enter Yunyin.
That traitor... the grass on his grave is probably taller than her now.
She wasn't as arbitrary as that Supreme Elder of the Tianyan Sect.
She had Zero Tracker observe for a while, and after finding no evil spirits, the man was still tempted by the demon and agreed to break the Cloud Concealment Barrier.
She was still thinking that maybe the other party agreed, but it was just a temporary measure in front of the demon, since if they really did something bad, they would be punished no matter what.
It turned out that this person truly believed the demon's brainwashing. He genuinely believed that the other party had a way to conceal the secrets of heaven, and secretly went to the forbidden area, intending to take action without hesitation.
She could no longer tolerate it, and the clan chief and her father, whom she had summoned, were also furious. They dragged her to an open space.
A thunderclap out of nowhere.
It cleaved their souls and spirits to pieces.
Yes, she misspoke.
This person doesn't even have a grave, so where would the grass on the grave come from?
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