Yu Ying had been too late to save the baby's parents. By the time he found them, they had already burned through their souls and even their Origin Bloodline Power. Under those circumstances, not even Ling Tian could have done anything. Saving the baby at all had been a stroke of luck.
Even so, Yu Ying still felt deeply guilty. The baby would undoubtedly become Ling Tian's final disciple—in other words, his junior apprentice brother. Naturally, failing to save the boy's parents weighed heavily on him, especially since he had also failed to kill the baby's enemies.
Ling Tian had gone through something similar. Fortunately, he had been lucky enough to reunite with Yuan Hao and Mo Xin in the end, while the baby would never have that chance. Though an unnamed killing intent surged in his heart, Ling Tian forcibly held back the urge to hunt those people down. He thought it better to leave them for his final disciple. Not only was personally avenging one's parents what everyone wanted most; more importantly, it would give the baby something to strive for. Enduring such trials would do him a great deal of good.
That was how it had been for Ling Tian, too. His desire to avenge Lingyun, Mo Xin, and the others had given him powerful motivation, which had in turn led to his achievements today. Since Yu Ying had not killed the baby's enemies, there was no better choice than to leave them for him.
Hearing that Ling Tian did not blame him, Yu Ying relaxed a little. Then he looked at Ling Tian and asked, "Master, since you've decided to take this baby as your final disciple, shouldn't you give him a name?"
"His parents didn't leave him one?" Ling Tian asked, momentarily taken aback. He