It was turning into night.
Ling Mo carried the flagon and leaned his head on the tiles. Nobody knew what he was thinking.
Suddenly, a black shadow floated to his side, and sat down. It was Fang Yuan.
“There is no moon to see at night in the Yin and Yang Region. What are you doing on the roof?”
Ling Mo didn’t look at Fang Yuan, but looked at the pitch-black sky, “The way, have you figured it out?”
“Not so fast.”
Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes, “You and I are not talkative people. I just ask one thing. After this, I can make a decision.”
“I know what you want to ask.”
Ling Mo said casually, “I don’t know it, too. In Qingshui Circle, I used to be the seed of the Xiuluo Holy Sect, only the seed of killing. In the Reincarnation Mirror, we knew the richness of human emotions, knew what ‘brothers in arms’ means, knew that people are also flesh and blood, and knew not just life and death matter most.”
Fang Yuan chuckled, “Brothers in arms? Who do you take as your brothers in arms?”
“All the guys of the Yinmo Cult!”
Ling Mo sat up, glanced at Fang Yuan, as the light in his eyes flashed away. He said, “Except for the Lord of Evil who killed the son with his own hands.”
Fang Yuan was silent for a moment, and said, “Su Buwang, he’s still alive.”
“What?!”
Ling Mo’s face changed, “That’s not possible. I saw it with my own eyes…”
“He has been following me all these years, and now he is in Linli Building, Juecheng City.”
Speaking of Su Buwang, Fang Yuan’s expression became mild, “He looks very much like Su Li, not like his father at all. As for temper, nobody knows from whom he inherited such temper, vivaciousand nimble.”
“Is he here?”
Ling Mo couldn’t sit calmly anymore, “I really want to see him. In this case… Ling Li deceived the world, but why did he discredit himself in such a way?”
“The origins of the people in the Shengtian Shrine are complicated. No one can tell them clearly. After spending 900 years in the Shengtian Shrine, Buwang felt no love but hatred for Ling Li. It can be seen that what life he had been living.”
Fang Yuan murmured casually and turned back to the topic, “Su Qingtan said that you were the first to come here. How exactly was the Linli Building built? Can you tell me about it?”
Ling Mo closed his eyes and reopened them after his breath calmed down. He said in a low voice, “There is no need to hide from you. I don’t know who the person is, but he called himself the enemy of Fate Ancestor, and wanted to take revenge through Linli Building. As Su Li’s greatest enemy is exactly Fate Ancestor, I promised to cooperate with that person. Then I didn’t know how did he persuade the lord of Baichuan Mansion that Linli Building directly inherited the foundation of Baichuan Mansion, and then it developed.”
Speaking of this, he paused, “Do you see the Zhouyue Winery next door?”
“Of course.”
Fang Yuan nodded, “Extremely familiar.”
“Xuan Jingzhou and Su Yue also joined the Linli Building. They were in the Jiuli Region, using the Jiguang Sect of Xuan Jingzhou as a cover to inquire about information for the Linli Building. Although Su Yue lost the memory of the Reincarnation Mirror, she met Xuan Jingzhou, and had a son with him. It can be said that it is definitely fate.”
“So… Su Li’s regrets were made up, and I wonder whether she knew in the heaven…”
Ling Mo took a deep breath and changed his words, “Back then, no one witnessed Su Li’s death. That’s why we have not given up over the years.”
Fang Yuan nodded, with his eyes full of determination, “One day, she will appear! She will appear downstairs, in front of the door of the Linli Building, and tell us—”
“I am back.”
Su Li veiled and whispered to herself. She stood quietly in front of the slightly shabby door, with her eyes flashing with an inexplicable light, but she never took a step forward.
“That stuff which is constantly making blood monsters… According to Ling Mo’s injuries, it will take several days to heal. So, there is still time to take a trip to the Yin Region and find some food for Su Bai.”
Su Li disappeared like a puff of smoke. Heidan walked to the door and looked around, but he couldn’t help scratching his head when he saw no one.
“It’s weird. Why do I feel that someone is peeping?”
…
A few days later, inside the Linli Building.
Su Qingtan got up and stretched out his body. His bones creaked. He said, “After having been injured for so many days, I finally felt well.”
“Thanks to the elixirs that Fang Yuan brought.”
Yun Yi wiped the sword in his hand, “In this way, the odds of winning increase if we go to destroy the Blood World together.”
Ling Mo watched the crowd flexing their hands, glanced at Fang Yuan, who had been silent beside him. He transmitted the sound in silence, “You haven’t told the truth to Buwang yet, right?”
Fang Yuan swept across Ling Mo’s face expressionlessly, and said dully, “I just can’t do it.”
“Going to the Blood World this time must be a hard fight. If you don’t say it now…” Ling Mo hesitated. Fang Yuan understood what he meant. With his gloomy eyes, Fang Yuan turned to go out.
“I hid something in his universe ring.”
…
“What? You won’t take me to the Blood World this time, will you?”
Su Buwang, who was still eating gourmet pastries in the house, rushed out and grabbed Fang Yuan, who was about to leave, with a solemn expression, “Uncle Fang, didn’t you say that I had too little experience before? How can I become stronger if you stop me from joining in such big things?”
“This time is different.”
Su Qinghao was halfway through, but Su Buwang interrupted, “It’s better to be different! The more formidable it is, the more trained I can be! Uncle Fang, how can a practitioner not experience life and death? I…”
“I’m afraid you will cause trouble.”
Fang Yuan turned around with a stern look, “When you lost your memory last time, you couldn’t even control yourself. If you suffer it again this time and rush into the blood tide, we will definitely be distracted.”
“I…”
Su Buwang’s voice got stuck in his throat, and recalled what Su Li had said in the extreme desert of Yang, “If there were not a burden like you, your uncle would not have been poisoned by ghosts…”
“I know.”
Su Buwang suddenly released his hand and went back to the house. He sat down, and said firmly, “I will stay here, not to go anywhere and bring troubles to you! Uncle Fang, you…must come back safe.”
Fang Yuan was stunned for an instant, wondering if his words were too heavy. When had Buwang been so obedient?
“Of course, we will come back. You just wait, and don’t go anywhere.”
Su Qinghao said with a smile, and patted Uncle Fang on the shoulder, “The child has grown up. You should be happy, Elder Brother. It’s getting late, and trouble is going to come if we don’t go now.”
Fang Yuan took a deep look at Su Buwang. Then he turned around and left.
“Today, we will surely destroy the Blood World!”
…
Su Buwang waited in the room, from early morning to noon, and from noon to late night. There was still no sign of anyone coming back.
“Uncle Fang.”
He lay on the table, playing with the tea bowl in his hand, but his mind was elsewhere.
“If I could have a cultivation like Uncle Fang, I would be able to help. Unfortunately, in the Shengtian Shrine, I didn’t learn any practice methods of Shengtian Shrine. All were rough and loose exercises. Not until I got to the outside world did I realize how precious the practice methods are, and if I’d known then I would rather steal…”
Thinking of this, Su Buwang sighed, “Forget it,it’s nothing but fate. Uncle Fang is not old, but his cultivation level is so high that he must have been encountered various adventures. That’s not something I can envy him.”
As he spoke, Su Buwang’s eyes gradually became apathetic, and finally turned into nothingness. He stood up suddenly, ignoring the muddled guards on both sides of the door, and went out.
“Huh? The mark I attached to Buwang’s body blurred a little. Is he controlled again?”
In the Yin Region, Su Li grabbed and scattered the ghost in her hand and gathered it into Cang Lei’s Cave. As she raised her eyebrows slightly, her slender palm was as sharp as a knife, and swiped into the void. In an instant, a gateway to the city appeared, and Su Li immediately disappeared into it.
…
In the Blood World, the bloody mist was hazy.
Fang Yuan and his fellows clung to each other and marched slowly. Ling Mo held a guiding mark in his hand and frowned, “We have gone deep into the Blood World. Why can’t we see any monsters?”
“That’s weird. Could something unusual happen in the Blood World?”
Yun Yi looked around alertly, asking his doubts.
“Unusual thing.”
Fang Yuan’s face was slightly serious, and suddenly turned into a gloomy color after he thought of something. He said, “It’s Buwang… We must speed up!”
When the words were not over, Fang Yuan had already made a dart, leaving the others far behind.
Ling Mo’s expression changed slightly, and he chased after Fang Yuan without hesitation. Yun Yi and the others all followed.
…
In nothingness—
Su Buwang felt that he was walking in a dimness, with constant light and shadow around him. He was confused. He didn’t know how long it took. A scene finally appeared from the darkness in front of him.
It was a completely irrelevant world, called Dahan Dynasty.
There was no so-called cultivation circle. There were only ordinary mortals, and perhaps there were some Xuangong martial arts embellished, but they were all legends without the truth.
Among them, there was a place named Dasu Town, and there was a girl from the Su Family in the town, who named Su Li and had not been favored since childhood…
Since then, various forces had surfaced one after another, the famous Yinmo Cult, the Linli Building founded by Su Li, and the entanglement with Hierarch of the Yinmo Cult Ling Li. Everything was in front of Su Buwang’s eyes.
At first, he was ignorant, but when he heard the word “Ling Li” and the name of “Linli Building”, he gradually understood that the scene before him must be related to his mother.
And the key person in this world, that woman, Su Li, had the same surname Su…
Su Buwang had forgotten everything. His body and mind were silent in his memories, and the scene before him finally appeared factually, the image of that year.
Su Li was deceived and dying. Because of Su Yue’s matter, the relationship between her and Ling Li dropped to a freezing point, and later she learned the whole truth. After that, every decision she made was stained with blood…until she died!
Then Ling Li and Fang Yuan were angry, and they joined forces and killed 100,000 talents of Qingshui Circle – the Bloody Accident of Holy Spirit!
“So, the protagonist of the Bloody Accident of Holy Spirit…is my mother. I am sorry that I have not been able to visit my mother’s hometown after passing through the Jiuzhou Region.”
Tears fell from Su Buwang’s eyes, and he murmured softly,
“So… it was my mother who abandoned herself to give birth to me at that time, otherwise… I would be a walking corpse without soul.”
“So, everyone lied to her, everyone…was an enemy, all of them!”
“Uncle Fang… Fang Yuan, you deceived me so cruelly. Lord of Evil lied to me, and you also lied to me, hahaha…”
Su Buwang chuckled for a moment, and then turned to laugh. The laughter shook the ground and the blood surged around the ground, as if a sea of blood surged into the sky.
He looked up suddenly with his eyes blood red!
“I am going to revenge!”