Wei Wan knelt on the ground and recounted the story of how Zheng Shengmo was killed by the Red Flame Fox and how the disciples surrounded and killed the Red Flame Fox.
The man still sat with his back to Wei Wan. After she finished speaking, he snorted coldly:
"The Red Flame Fox is fake."
Wei Wan was startled and looked at the man in astonishment: "Fake? But we have all fought against it, and the Red Flame Fox's Lihuo is as powerful as the legend says."
"The last Red Flame Fox in the world died twenty years ago."
The man sneered.
"The Red Flame Fox is already extinct?" Wei Wan was stunned and asked quickly:
"Who killed him?"
The man said calmly: "Chun Hongtang from Qinglian Sect."
Wei Wan trembled, lowered her head slightly, and stopped talking.
He had heard his father mention the name Chun Hongtang more than once, especially in that valley when his cultivation failed to satisfy his father.
My father always said that it would be great if his daughter was Chun Hongtang instead of this waste like her.
Somehow, Wei Wan suddenly remembered the nightmare just now and what Mo Sha said to her:
"Father only made you his daughter because he saw your talent."
In fact, no matter whether it was her father or her brother, she didn't care no matter how they beat or scolded her, but every time when they said that she was not worthy of being their relative, Wei Wan's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
She lived in a deserted valley for twenty years. She was too afraid of loneliness and too eager for family.
So every time she heard her father say that he hoped Chun Hongtang was his daughter, she felt very hurt and scared.
Even now, when she heard the name, she was a little afraid to face it.
The man didn't seem to notice Wei Wan's emotions, or didn't care at all, and said lightly:
"Besides the Red Flame Fox, who else in the world do you think can use the Fire of Separation?"
Wei Wan raised her head suddenly: "Xia Qinglian?"
The man suddenly laughed: "I was looking for her, but she showed up at my door. Ah Ling, you must find her this time!"
"yes."
Wei Wan knelt on the ground, answered respectfully, and asked again:
“Father, Elder Zheng’s story will soon spread throughout the world, and the reputation of Zhenyang Sect…”
"The Zhenyang Sect is just a tool. Ah Ling, don't worry about other things. Find Xia Qinglian first. Do you understand?"
"yes."
Wei Wan slowly raised her head, hesitated for a moment, and finally said:
"Father, there is something I want to ask you."
The man's voice was a little impatient, and he said coldly: "Speak."
Wei Wan bit her lip, her hair hanging on her cold forehead, her voice trembling slightly:
"Father, my brother once said, I, I am not your daughter, you... killed my parents and took me away, is this true?"
"Mo Ling!!"
The man's voice suddenly became stern. Wei Wan trembled and fell to the ground:
"I'm sorry, father."
The man said coldly: "You disappoint me so much, you know what to do."
"yes."
Wei Wan quickly agreed, then took out a divine whip from her storage bag and presented it with both hands.
The man in the light screen did not turn around, but just raised his hand, and the Thorn Whip in Wei Wan's hand was actually controlled by him and flew up!
Only those who have reached the Spirit Transformation Realm can control objects from thousands of miles away.
Wei Wan seemed to be used to it and was not surprised at all. She just turned around silently, with her back to the man in the light curtain, took off her shirt, revealing her scarred back.
The Thorn Whip in the air seemed to be held in someone's hand, and the whip was swung down suddenly, hitting Wei Wan's back hard!
Bang!
As the whip hit the skin and the whip stung the flesh, blood splattered onto the ground bit by bit.
Wei Wan's body trembled slightly, and she bit her lips, but no sound came out.
Bang bang bang!
The Thorn Whip was controlled by a man thousands of miles away, turning into a series of afterimages. In just a few moments, he had already lashed out hundreds of times.
Wei Wan was still kneeling on the ground, her fair forehead covered in sweat, her body straight, and blood flowing from her lower body.
Her back was already covered in tatters, with no intact skin left.
The man finally had enough of beating her, and the Thorn Whip fell to the ground with a thud. Wei Wan silently put on her clothes, turned around, and kowtowed to the man:
"Father, please calm down. It is your daughter who is wrong."
The man seemed to have vented enough, and his voice finally became gentle:
"A Ling, I know you blame me for leaving you alone in the valley, but if I hadn't done that, how could you have focused on your cultivation and achieved what you have today?"
"Mo Sha has already disappointed me once, I don't want you to be like him, do you understand?"
"You are my daughter. Everything I do is for you. Don't you believe what your father said?"
Wei Wan rested her forehead on the cold ground still stained with her own blood and answered respectfully:
"Father, I was wrong. I will definitely listen to you!"
The man nodded and said with satisfaction: "That's right, since Xia Qinglian dared to disguise herself as the Red Flame Fox, she must have some intention. She should still be following you. Try to find her."
"yes."
Seeing that Wei Wan had regained her obedient appearance, the man continued:
"There is one more thing. In half a year's Feixian Competition, you have to get the qualification to enter Feixian Pavilion and help me get a treasure."
The Feixian Competition is a major event for the entire cultivation world. It only takes place once every twenty years, and all young cultivators from Hongzhou Continent can participate.
The cultivators who win the top three places can enter Feixian Pavilion for half a day, where they can freely browse the classics and techniques inside, and can also choose a treasure.
Wei Wan asked respectfully, "Father, what treasure do you want?"
"Soul-replenishing seal."
The man's words made Wei Wan look up in surprise.
"Soul-replenishing seal?"
She had heard of this treasure. It was not a magical tool to help with spiritual practice or fighting. Its only function was to complete a person's soul.
However, there are very few people in the world with incomplete souls, so the soul-replenishing seal is of no use to most people.
"You must get this treasure for me, do you understand?"
"Yes, father."
The light curtain disappeared, and the bead fell. Wei Wan quickly reached out to catch it. Tears suddenly fell on her expressionless face when she was whipped.
She fell to the ground, her hair and body stained red with blood, and her slender hands held the beads against her chest.
"Father, why did you lie to me, why..."
…
The next day.
On the top of Zhenlian City.
The guards suddenly shouted:
"The monsters on Qilian Mountain are back! They have recovered!"
"The beast tide has receded!"
"The beast tide has receded!"
The sign of the end of the beast tide is the disappearance of high-quality monsters, and the controlled low-level monsters are freed from their violent state, return to normal, and return to where they once lived.
At this moment, the scene the guards saw was that countless low-level monsters returned to Qilian Mountain and regained their former docility.
At noon that day, Xu Jiangxing and Jianyue also received messages from various places.
In the four regions of Dongxiu, Nanmo, Xihuang and Beihuang, high-level monsters disappeared and low-level monsters returned to normal.
This also means that this beast tide is completely over.
Then, Jianyue, Suxin, Chunningzhi, Wei Wan and others also received orders from Zhenyang Sect that all disciples who were fighting against the beast tide outside should return to Zhenyang Mountain to report within three days.
That night, General Xu held a banquet to bid farewell to the immortals of Zhenyang Sect.
At the farewell banquet, He Zhiqiu, an outer disciple of Huashen Peak, replaced Zheng Shengmo and became the most respected disciple of Zhenyang Sect.
At the same time as He Zhiqiu's heroic deeds of single-handedly defeating the Red Flame Fox spread throughout the world, the scandal of Zheng Shengmo raping his younger female disciples and killing dozens of them also spread throughout the world.
The next day, Jianyue led a group of disciples of Zhenyang Sect to leave Zhenlian City and embarked on the journey back to Zhenyang.
The monks moved very quickly, and that night they were less than two thousand miles away from Zhenyang City.
Everyone rested in a forest.
late at night.
Ruomei walked out of the rest tent and went to a woods far away from the camp, then suddenly looked back.
"Sister Wei, you have been secretly spying on me these past two days. What do you want?"
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