In an Azure Bamboo Forest, Wang Changsheng was chatting with Ye Haitang.
Ever since Ye Haitang changed cultivation to the Yellow Springs Secret Canon, the lively, cheerful Ye Haitang had seemed like a completely different person—quiet and taciturn. Come to think of it, Wang Qingqing was much the same. After Zhao Zheng and Zhao Ziyu died, Wang Qingqing had also become withdrawn and silent.
"Haitang, have you ever thought about returning to the Northern Frontier?"
Wang Changsheng asked casually.
"I will definitely go back. Father said that the Nine Serenities Sect has a mountain peak planted full of begonia trees. That's where my name came from. My father wanted to go back, but he didn't want me to seek revenge. The hope was slim. If my younger brother hadn't died, I would still listen to Father. Shangguan Wei wanted to wipe us out completely. If I keep yielding, I might be next."
By the end, Ye Haitang had clenched her fists tightly, her face brimming with killing intent.
If Ye Yutong had not died, she definitely would have listened to Ye Lin.
"Don't be too extreme. Perhaps it wasn't the Nine Serenities Sect's doing. Remember, although you cultivate a ghost-path technique, you must not slaughter innocents. Your uncle doesn't want you to become a devil who kills without cause. Neither your mother nor your father would want you to become a great devil either, understand?"
Wang Changsheng sighed and earnestly cautioned her.
"I understand, Uncle. I know what I'm doing."
Ye Haitang nodded in agreement.
Wang Ruyan descended from the sky and landed before them. Smiling, she said, "Husband, I told you I was right. Junior Sister Tian does have feelings for you."
She briefly explained what had happened. There was nothing worth concealing about it.
Wang Changsheng smiled but