"I asked the Marquis where she had gone."
Ruzang rolled the Buddhist beads in his hand. He spoke calmly, yet every word he said was impossible to ignore.
After all, the one he sought was his own mother—and a mother who had committed evil.
For one who practiced Buddhism, how heavy a burden was that?
Yu Shen looked at Wu Rong. "Does my lord know?"
"He doesn't."
Wu Rong shook his head slightly.
Somewhat regretfully, he said, "Master personally investigated her whereabouts, but unfortunately, even Master found nothing."
"Perhaps that was why Master Ruzang chose to follow me. He was probably waiting for my master to advance further before searching again."
"That is correct."
Ruzang nodded, agreeing with Wu Rong.
He believed that once Tu Shan Jun's strength advanced another step, the Book of Life and Death condensed from the Great Dao would be able to uncover his mother's whereabouts.
"I suspect she isn't dead."
A hoarse voice sounded from the side.
Tu Shan Jun waved for everyone not to be so restrained and analyzed seriously, "The Book of Life and Death is extraordinarily effective on those whose lifespan has run out. If it found nothing, then either she is not dead, someone has hidden her away, or she herself became an anomaly and escaped life and death."
"I think the chance that she is still alive is greater."
"Why?"
"Just a faint feeling."
Everyone's expressions turned solemn. This was no sixth sense—it was the intuition of the lord of the Great Dao of Life and Death.
Wu Rong pondered. "If she isn't dead and is merely an ordinary mortal, then she should be even less capable of evading the Book of Life and Death's investigation."
Tu Shan Jun nodded. "That's right. My guess is that she died, then came