nashuaworldcup Chapter 863 Rulan and Kindness
Chapter 863 Rulan and Kindness
This time, it was Yanlan's turn to be stunned.
Based on certain clues, she deduced that Zhao Mu should have some relationship with Yin Qiuyue, most likely a master-disciple relationship. Zhao Mu's participation in the Langhuan Secret Realm Trial this time was probably to prepare for Yin Qiuyue's return to the Cangwu Realm.
But how could she have known that this guy was actually Senior Yin's biological son?
Why do you have that expression?
Zhao Mu frowned slightly and asked with some doubt, "Also, everyone in the Cangwu Realm believes that my mother is dead, but judging from your expression just now, it seems that you knew all along that my mother was not dead."
Yanlan didn't say anything, but slowly approached Zhao Mu, her slender fingers touching his brow.
A picture immediately popped into my mind.
She was a young and beautiful woman who looked about six or seven parts like Yanlan.
If the mother factor were disregarded, Zhao Mu would instinctively believe that the young woman in the picture was Yanlan in front of him.
But her mother had been persecuted by Yin Tiande more than 30 years ago and survived by the skin of her teeth on the Kunwu Continent. At that time, Yanlan was not even born, so how could she be this girl?
In the scene, a girl in a green dress is kneeling on the ground, her clothes tattered, clearly indicating that she has been through a brutal battle and has multiple fatal wounds.
"Thank you so much for saving me, Senior Yin. I will never forget it."
"It was nothing. You have good talent, but your temperament is a bit lacking. Cultivation can't be rushed. Although cultivating immortality is about fighting against the heavens, it's not about courting death..."
In the scene, the old woman is clearly scolding the girl named Rulan.
Perhaps out of a sense of appreciating her son's talent, she gave him a lecture and ultimately left something in his soul space.
The scene shifts to several years later, where the girl named Rulan gives birth to a baby girl. After injecting a ray of light into the baby's mind, she disappears from the thatched hut.
It was at this moment that Yanlan's voice rang in my ears.
"The baby girl you see is me."
"Rulan is your mother? Then..."
"That's right. After the power shift in the Yin family and the news of Senior Yin's disappearance spread, my mother left the Amorous Sword Sect alone and hasn't shown her face since, more than twenty years ago."
"..."
Zhao Mu remained silent. He guessed where Ru Lan had gone; she had probably abandoned her identity as a member of the Amorous Sword Sect to seek revenge on her benefactor.
But how could one person possibly shake the entire Yin family?
Rulan is most likely dead.
"The reason I am certain that Senior Yin is still alive is because of this item."
As Yanlan spoke, a magnificent seven-colored lotus flower slowly floated out from between her eyebrows, revealing itself to Zhao Mu in a grand manner. "Senior Yin left a trace of her aura in this object. If she dies, this life-saving item will also dissipate."
"If that's the case, then why did your mother...?"
While Zhao Mu suddenly realized what was happening, he was also very puzzled by Ru Lan's behavior.
"To be honest, I've been thinking about this for over twenty years and still can't figure it out."
Yanlan chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I never imagined that the person I chose would be Senior Yin's son."
"I never expected this to happen."
Zhao Mu was at a loss for words; this fate was truly extraordinary.
"Do you hate my mother?"
"Do not."
Yanlan shook her head and said, "The entanglements of the previous generation have nothing to do with me, but you..."
"What's wrong with me?"
Zhao Mu suddenly couldn't quite figure out Yanlan's thoughts.
"My mother would probably be very pleased if she knew that the person I chose was the son of my benefactor!"
"You are a filial person."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mu subconsciously glanced at Yan Lan's front and thought to himself: She's exceptionally filial; she even takes good care of her two grandmothers.
"Is Senior Yin returning to the Cangwu Realm?"
"My mother said the time is not right yet."
Zhao Mu shook his head slightly, then asked, "Do you want to see my mother?"
"Need not!"
Yanlan shook her head, "There's no point in meeting."
"Daughter-in-law?"
“I made it very clear from the beginning that we are just cooperating, nothing more.”
"It's alright, I have a long life ahead of me, I will wait until the day you change your mind."
Zhao Mu didn't care about Yan Lan's attitude. Instead, he got out of bed, stretched, and said, "Let's go. It's about time. We should take on our mission and help Yu Ying break through to the Fourth Extreme Realm."
This is, after all, the Yu family's territory, so Zhao Mu naturally wouldn't overstep his bounds and become the leader.
He believed that Yu Ying could do a better job in this regard.
Yanlan straightened her clothes expressionlessly and left the residence side by side with Zhao Mu.
......
Two days later.
The group arrived at a celestial pool atop the mountain.
Tianchi Lake is vast, spanning at least tens of thousands of miles in circumference, seemingly boundless, and shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Guided by the experience of the Yin family ancestors, Zhao Mu and his companions spent several hours before finally arriving at a certain spot in Tianchi.
Looking down from this vantage point, all that can be seen is a dilapidated ruin.
The buildings, rising and falling, are partially hidden in the Heavenly Pool. No one knows whether they are floating or rising from the bottom of the pool, because the Heavenly Pool is composed of Xuan Yuan Heavy Water.
It sinks upon contact; let alone those at the Four Extremes Realm, even those at the Yin-Yang Realm dare not easily approach the Profound Origin Heavy Water.
Where is the Book of All Spirits?
It wasn't Zhao Mu who asked the question, but Hu Qing, who was standing beside him.
"The Myriad Spirits Record is a great treasure in itself. It is said that the spirit of the artifact is immortal and has its own consciousness. Unless the time comes, no one can discover it. For now, we can only wait."
Zhao Mu casually explained that he naturally didn't know these things, but Yu Ying had told him before he set off.
Just then, a commotion suddenly came from within the mist. Upon closer inspection, everyone saw that numerous flying magical artifacts were appearing one after another, along with cultivators—a dense mass of cultivators, numbering approximately five thousand.
After more than a year and a half, normally, more than 30% or even 40% of the trial participants who entered the Langhuan Secret Realm should have perished, leaving only around 50,000 people.
The fact that the Cang and Yin families had gathered nearly one-tenth of their forces is terrifying.
After all, although the Cangwu Realm reveres the Holy Land, it does not obey the Holy Land. These people were able to come because they received benefits from the Cang and Yin families.
Because there are almost no opportunities in the Wanling Diagram, only a few people with special requirements like Yu Ying will come to this place.
This was a pure war.
"We're outnumbered!"
Mo Qiusheng looked somewhat worried.
"So what? Let's just fuck them."
Jia Zheng, carrying a large sword on his shoulder, shouted in a boisterous manner.
“Jia Zheng is right. Our key is to help my sister-in-law break through to the Four Extremes Realm. We just need to hold them off. Once my sister-in-law succeeds, they certainly won’t do anything foolish. The number of people doesn’t matter, but it’s not that important.”
Hu Qing's words drew agreement from the others.
Just as the group was talking, a magnificent flying ship broke through the mist and appeared before them.
At the bow of the ship, a man dressed in a brocade robe appeared before the crowd.
It was the Azure Sky.