Chapter 14 Direct Questioning Sang Yang had never seen this second aunt. Except for her father, no one in the Sang family ever mentioned her. Even the eldest aunt who was said to have retired to the mountains with her husband, would mention her when everyone talked about the origin of the Qu Family Sword Manual. However, few people in the Sang family remember the former second young lady. Only her father remembered her and occasionally mentioned to her his talented sister. After she was sent to the Sun and Moon Immortal Sect, no one mentioned her again. Sang Yang looked back at her. She looks about 60% like her father, but only has eyes. For the rest, she seems to have inherited the parts from her mother and father that are different from her sister. Apart from a few words from her father, she had no impression of her. But she didn't know if it was because of this face that looked like her father, but she still felt sad when she knew that her spiritual roots were going to be dug out. It seemed that she did not elope with a man the head of the family disliked and leave the Sang family as others said. She was being held down by the head of the family, covering her head with her hands and howling in pain. Sang Yang almost felt the same pain she was experiencing. No, she couldn't feel the same way. Patriarch Sang's sword had already penetrated into her forehead, ready to dig out her spiritual roots.
She subconsciously wanted to save her. But she reached out to pull away Patriarch Sang's hand and passed through his body. Sang Yang tried again to pull Miss Sang Er and got the same result. She couldn't touch them at all, she couldn't save the people from three hundred years ago. Sang Yang recalled the scarlet words he had vaguely seen just now. Her mission failed. She has been eliminated. Her fellow practitioners and the demon princess she had just met were still calling her out, and she couldn't stay here any longer. Sang Yang glanced at the thick black color that was gradually approaching, then looked deeply at his second aunt who was resisting on the stone table, then he supported his somewhat exhausted body and ran out of the yard. It seemed that the Second Miss Sang had succeeded in her resistance. As soon as Sang Yang stepped out of the courtyard, his legs went weak and he fell into Jiang Yu's arms. The Second Miss Sang was in great pain, and while the head of the Sang family was holding the spiritual root, she ran out of the courtyard. But she fell at the gate of the courtyard. She seemed to see the group of people standing outside the door, and suddenly a look of despair appeared on her face. I don’t know who wanted to help her, but he bent down and stretched out his hand, but it couldn’t enter the barrier. "Sang Ru!" The head of the Sang family was swallowed by the black fog, but his angry voice still came out. Sang Ru lay at the gate of the courtyard, her slender fingers covered with calluses scratching the dirt on the ground that was mixed with someone's blood, and pleaded softly, "Please." Her trembling voice was clearly heard by everyone present. "Please, let me go," she said. "Save me." Sang Ru seemed to be looking at them outside the yard, tears dripping into the soil, begging over and over again.
"Save me, let me go." But no one could pass through the barrier at the gate according to Qin Ling's rules. Jiang Yu looked down at her, unable to tell what he felt in his heart, as if a book he had read before had suddenly become a reality. He felt that such a thing could actually happen, but at the same time he felt sad and powerless. She couldn't save her, she couldn't even touch her. She heard Wei Xu curse and punched the barrier angrily: "I don't want to do this mission anymore, okay?" Jiang Yu couldn't understand Qin Ling's meaning. She let them enter this story to gain experience, but did not allow them to change the plot, forcing them to be bystanders. Although Wei Xu and his team's mission had not failed and Miss Sang had not left the yard, Qin Ling still did not allow any of them to enter the barrier. The black fog was getting closer and closer to Sang Ru. Sang Ru's pleading was still ringing in their ears. Some people couldn't help but speak out as angrily as Wei Xu. "I won't do it either!" Someone echoed angrily: "I would rather be the damn last one than help this evil cultivator!" Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and everyone felt sorry for Sang Ru. Unfortunately, until the black fog engulfed Sang Ru, no one could successfully cross the barrier and save Sang Ru. ".Is this a story made up by Qin Ling using the name of the Sang family, or is it something that really happened?" A disciple from an unknown sect asked behind him. Someone immediately responded: "I have done two missions, both of which were for the Sang family here. Some things can indeed be dealt with outside, such as-" He paused, "For example, the Sang family obtained the sword manual of the Qu family this year." Another voice sounded: "Another Sang family disciple went out to subdue the evil cultivator. Senior Sang Feng almost lost his life." "But the Sang family head in the yard just now doesn't look like the Sang family head outside, right?" Jiang Yu had just come down the mountain, and hearing these things gave him a headache. He frowned and glanced at the courtyard shrouded in black fog, then tilted his head to ask Yuan Heng, who looked grim: "From the looks of it, is the Sang family outside a good one? Is it the head of the family outside or the one inside?" Yuan Heng didn't know how to explain to Jiang Yu for a moment, he lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "I——" "it is this." Sang Yang, who was still a little pale, said softly, "It must be him. This must have really happened. After all—" She paused and sneered, "Among the hundreds of immortal families, apart from the one from the Sang family, is there anyone else who was a known loser before the age of thirty, and suddenly showed extraordinary talent after the age of thirty?" She raised her eyes coldly, staring directly at the water mirror floating in the air, her pale lips opening and closing: "Compared to the idea of searching for all kinds of elixirs in the human world to improve her son's spiritual roots, this explanation of digging out people's spiritual roots and giving them to her son in exchange seems to be just as convincing." She still remembered the unforgettable pain in her sea of consciousness, but she could not imagine the pain of Sang Ru having her spiritual roots dug out alive. Her expression became more mocking: "What do you think, Grandfather?" She didn't believe that the things that happened in the secret realm were unknown to the outside world. With so many powerful immortals present, she hoped that her grandfather couldn't escape. Sang Yang's voice passed through the water mirror and reached the ears of everyone on the platform. The voice of the young girl who had been raised in the Sun Moon Immortal Sect trembled slightly. She stood in the crowd, looking up at Shui Jing, wanting to seek justice for her aunt whom she had never met before: "Do you dare to explain to all the seniors in front of my father what medicine you found for your son, and where did your daughter go?" The head of the Sang family's eyes were red with anger, and his facial muscles began to twitch uncontrollably. He did not dare to look directly at Sang Yang's eyes in the secret realm, which were similar to Sang Ru's. He could only angrily say, "How could I remember the events of three hundred years ago so clearly! There are so many elixirs in the world, and I naturally collected them all and fed them all to Sang Ju. How would I know which one worked?!" "."
".What about my sister?" (End of this chapter)