In a secluded courtyard, Wang Ruyan chatted with Wang Qingqing in the Stone Pavilion.
Over the years, Wang Ruyan had been busy rushing around with Wang Changsheng, so she had not spent much time with Wang Qingqing.
"Qingqing, Mother knows you really want to avenge Zhao Zheng, but our strength isn't enough. For now, you must endure. A gentleman could wait ten years to avenge himself; a life must be paid with a life, and a debt with money. That's only right and proper. Don't rush to seek revenge. Improving your cultivation is the most important thing."
Wang Ruyan said seriously. No one knew a daughter better than her mother. She knew that Wang Qingqing had always wanted to avenge Zhao Zheng, but the Wang Family was too weak to contend with Yellow Dragon Island.
During their trip to the Townsea Sect ruins, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had obtained a large amount of wealth. What they needed to do now was recuperate and rebuild their strength while cultivating several more Core Formation Cultivators.
"Mother, I understand. We've already waited for decades, so waiting a few hundred more years is nothing. I won't act rashly."
Wang Qingqing agreed. Even if Wang Ruyan had not said anything, she would not have acted recklessly.
Wang Ruyan nodded and said, "Mother can promise you this: within a hundred years, your father and I will definitely help Zhao Zheng get his revenge."
Wang Qingqing shook her head and said seriously, "There's no need, Mother. The murder of one's husband is an unforgivable hatred. I want to avenge him with my own hands."
She had already thought it through. She would do her best to nurture Zhao Ziyu and help him form his Core as much as possible.
Wang Ruyan sighed softly. Wang Qingqing had