Jue Mingzi waved his hand and said solemnly, "Daoist Wu Feng, I know there's no such thing as help without a reason these days. Since you came here and have already said what you want, I understand everything clearly."
Faced with Jue Mingzi's words, Wu Feng finally nodded and said, "All right. Since you've explained everything so clearly, I won't beat around the bush."
"Good. Daoist Wu Feng, you're straightforward. Come with me."
Jue Mingzi instructed several experts beside him to hold off the enemy, then led Wu Feng into his residence.
Inside the simple, dilapidated residence, Jue Mingzi merely walked onward. After a while, he arrived before a small tomb that was less than a meter high.
It was a very simple tomb. The name of a woman was written on the gravestone, which even bore a stone-carved portrait. The person who had erected the stele was listed as Dao Companion Jue Mingzi.
Jue Mingzi stood before the gravestone and gazed deeply at the portrait. "Xiao Qing, I'll be there soon. Wait for me."
Wu Feng knew that Xiao Qing, the owner of this tomb, had been Jue Mingzi's Dao Companion.
He had heard some cultivators say that Xiao Qing had once been a high-level cultivator, but had died during a strange attack.
Jue Mingzi's feelings for Xiao Qing ran deep. After that, he had remained alone.
Wu Feng also bowed toward the gravestone.
Jue Mingzi said to Wu Feng, "Daoist Wu Feng, Xiao Qing and I once obtained an opportunity together. It was far too great, and it contained many hidden dangers. After obtaining it, we could only suppress it and place it inside the residence.
"Later, my wife had actually already begun to suffer from it. What many people don't know is that I was the one