Root of Old Affairs Part 2

Since her status was not low, she must also know about the secret realm that was about to appear on the shores of the Kun Sea. The reason why Zhang Jingmo knew she wouldn't make a move against him for the time being was that he was very clear about how important a secret realm was to a cultivator and even a sect.

And the key to open this secret realm had now fallen into his hands.

After Zhu Yan finished pecking at the ashes, Zhang Jingmo left the room again.

As soon as he went out, he encountered the smiling Wu Zuyao. Seeing Zhang Jingmo's sullen expression, Wu Zuyao said with a smile, "Brother Chen, are you in a bad mood? Why do you look so gloomy?"

Zhang Jingmo said indifferently, "What? You're in a good mood?"

Wu Zuyao said, "Of course I'm in a good mood." He smiled, but then his expression became dejected. He said, "My sister wants to go out and travel, but she refuses to take me with her no matter what."

Zhang Jingmo said, "Taking you along, what kind of traveling would that be."

Wu Zuyao sighed, "You're right, this child has grown up..."

Zhang Jingmo smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Wu Zuyao would never know that this meeting with his sister would be their last.

The Wanxiang Flower only blooms once and for a short time. After fooling Wu Zuyao this time, there probably wouldn't be a next time.

But in Wu Zuyao's eyes, at least his sister was still alive and not sunk in the sea like a stone. As long as there are things to hope for, there is hope.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jingmo's eyes softened. He said, "It's snowing again today, come have a drink with me?"

Wu Zuyao said, "Sure! Let's go drink together!"

The two drunkards set off immediately, going downstairs and ordering some snacks. This time it was Zhang Jingmo's turn to take out spiritual wine from his Sumeru Ring and place it on the table.

As they drank, Zhang Jingmo asked casually, "I heard there are quite a few sects along the Kun Sea?"

Wu Zuyao said, "Yes, there are many sects big and small, it took me half a day to find someone."

Zhang Jingmo asked, "Have you heard of Dayan Sect?"

Wu Zuyao put some food in his mouth and mumbled, "Of course I know, what about it?"

Zhang Jingmo said, "Nothing, just curious about this sect, asking casually."

Wu Zuyao said, "Hmm... I don't know much either, only that their sect produced a genius who built his foundation at a hundred years old, a feat comparable to those from Lingxu Sect."

Zhang Jingmo smiled.

Wu Zuyao continued, "But I do have some private information here..."

Zhang Jingmo said, "Oh? Is it worth sharing or not?"

Wu Zuyao said, "Actually quite a few people know this information, but no one has brought it up openly. Do you know about the massacre in Zhao State a few decades ago?"

Zhang Jingmo's face changed, vaguely grasping something.

Wu Zuyao just lowered his head to drink, not noticing the change in Zhang Jingmo's expression. He said, "Those two madmen from Kuchan Valley killed a full hundred thousand people to refine pills, a hundred thousand people...Zhao State was destroyed just like that."

Zhang Jingmo: "..."

Wu Zuyao said, "It's said the Zhao royal family was brutally slaughtered, and the last remaining son was rescued by an elder surnamed Gu from Dayan Sect. That remaining son is the current genius of Dayan Sect."

Zhang Jingmo tightened his grip on the wine cup.

Wu Zuyao continued, "Sigh, their royal family actually always had an immortal bloodline, but as time passed, the relationship grew more and more distant. But no matter how distant, they are still one's own descendants. If they were living well it would be fine, but to encounter something like this, even if it were me, I definitely would not make peace with Kuchan Valley."

Zhang Jingmo's voice was a bit hoarse. He wanted to say something but the words got stuck in his throat.

Wu Zuyao said, "Fortunately the heavens have eyes. That Tianfeng of Kuchan Valley didn't live past a year before dying again, and in recent days news has spread that Tianwan's whereabouts are also unknown."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingmo finally said, "Brother Wu's information is quite comprehensive."

Wu Zuyao said, "I don't have any other hobbies, I just like to travel all over and have made many friends, so I get news a bit faster, but it's nothing important."

Zhang Jingmo finished the wine in his cup.

Wu Zuyao said, "Brother Chen, why does your face look so awful?"

Zhang Jingmo smiled bitterly, "Probably just too tired."

Wu Zuyao said, "If you're tired then go rest. You look drained. When traveling alone, you must be careful with your health."

After saying this, he saw his servant enter from outside carrying a large pile of things. Seeing Wu Zuyao still drinking, the servant frowned and said, "Young master, you're drinking again? Lady just left a few days ago, be careful or I'll tell on you to her."

Wu Zuyao said, "Hey, hey, don't, I won't drink anymore, I'll stop now." Saying this, he downed the remaining wine in his cup, then smiled at Zhang Jingmo, "Brother Chen, where is your room? I'll escort you back to rest."

Zhang Jingmo smiled, "No need, I can go back myself." Having said that, without giving Wu Zuyao a chance to speak, he got up and returned to his room.

After returning to his room, Zhang Jingmo sat quietly for a long time before sorting out the matter.

In the previous 120 plus worlds, Tianwan and Tianlu did not look for Zhang Jingmo to refine pills, which also meant that Tianwan was not in a hurry to find the Yin Pearl refined from the souls of tens of thousands.

Although in a few worlds, Tianwan still killed that many people, because of changes in timing, the locations of her massacres also changed.

Among them, it did not include the Zhao State where Gu Chenjiang and Gu Chenshan were from.

A hundred thousand people - the wailing of a hundred thousand wronged souls, closing his eyes Zhang Jingmo recalled the miserable cries of the wronged spirits from the opened Yin Demon Cave. He felt so stifled in his chest that for a moment he couldn't say a word.

As mentioned before, Zhang Jingmo was not someone who liked to meddle. He disliked Tianwan and would scheme against her when he could, but he never thought of stopping Tianwan when she massacred civilians. Firstly, Zhang Jingmo knew he couldn't stop her, and secondly, he was clear that even if he did stop her, he would have to pay a great price.

Zhang Jingmo sighed softly, thinking this was truly karma. It was right for Gu Niancang to hate him - this was indeed the evil he had created. It's just that Gu Niancang did not know the truth of the matter. Gu Niancang only knew that before his father died, the man had always spoken of finding Chen Baicang—that little Daoist who once brought him miracles—wanting to obtain salvation once more.

However, the ending disappointed the Gu siblings. They were unable to find Chen Baicang and were not saved. The clone Zhang Jingmo left behind could not withstand Tianwan's methods, perhaps not even having a chance to return before directly dissipating.

And at that time, Zhang Jingmo was trapped in Kuchan Valley and did not notice anything amiss.

Seeing Zhang Jingmo unhappy, Zhu Yan chirped again and hopped onto Zhang Jingmo's head, starting to peck at his hair.

Zhang Jingmo didn't move. If someone else saw at this moment, they would find Zhang Jingmo's face full of weariness.

He said, "I'm tired."

No one responded.

He said again, "Lu Guijiu, if it doesn't work out this life, I don't know what to do." He finished speaking with a long sigh, then took out the small, exquisite key from his Sumeru ring. Zhang Jingmo's fingers gently caressed the key as he sighed, "Entering again - which time is it this time?"

Having said that, he gripped the key tightly and slowly closed his eyes.

More than ten days later, Zhang Jingmo invited Wu Zuyao to go out to sea together.

Wu Zuyao asked Zhang Jingmo what he wanted to do out at sea.

Zhang Jingmo said he wanted to find a kind of spiritual beast in the sea and wanted Wu Zuyao to help him.

Hearing this, Wu Zuyao readily agreed. He had a very good impression of Zhang Jingmo. The two, being in a foreign land, often drank together during this period and had formed a bond.

The day Zhang Jingmo and Wu Zuyao went out to sea, the snow had stopped, and the sun in the sky looked a little strange.

Wu Zuyao asked suspiciously, "Why does the sunlight look fiery red?"

Zhang Jingmo looked up and said lightly, "Isn't the sunlight always fiery red?"

Wu Zuyao said, "That's not what I mean. This red is a bit too weird, right?" As he spoke, he reached out and rubbed his eyes hard.

Zhang Jingmo laughed, "Did you drink again yesterday and haven't sobered up today?"

Seeing that the people around him had no reaction to this sun, Wu Zuyao mumbled and didn't dwell on it further.

But Zhang Jingmo knew that the sunlight was indeed different from usual, a fiery red like flames, and in the entire Kun Sea coast, no more than five people could see this sight.

Wu Zuyao and he already accounted for two of them.