"Since you wanted to save your father so badly, why didn't you offer up your own Spiritual Root? You had a younger sister too—why didn't you extract hers?
It was nothing more than thinking my little uncle was insignificant, that it didn't matter if he died!
He might have been insignificant to you, but he was my little uncle, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Haoran Sect, an outstanding junior of the Wei Family, and family who mattered greatly to us.
So don't turn your hateful eyes on us. You were the one who first harbored thoughts of harming others. The fact that we found Little Uncle and rescued him was our own ability.
The ones you should hate most are the Xiao Family!
I refuse to believe that such a vast family could not even save its own Family Head. Even if his cultivation had fallen, he was still the Xiao Family's Family Head. Couldn't they stabilize his injuries by mobilizing the entire family?
If the Western Region had no way to save your father, then go to the Central Domain. I heard there was a Medicine King Valley there that entered the Dao through medicine. Why didn't you go? Was it because you couldn't? No—it was simply because the Xiao Family didn't want to! I'm afraid they were all busy fighting over the position of Family Head, weren't they?"
Yunxi's words struck like a needle, piercing through the Xiao Family's fig leaf and making Xiao He lower his head completely.
Seeing that the situation was turning bad, one of the Xiao family members immediately spoke up to interrupt:
"Fellow cultivator, do not sow discord. Our Family Head has already atoned for his sins with death. What more do you want?"
Yunxi pressed her lips together and smiled.
"Nothing.