A Great Tragedy in Life!

A few minutes later, He Mingyuan's nephew was the first to wake up.

Just as he came to, he started shouting wildly about ghosts and the like, his face full of terror. It took He Mingyuan quickly soothing him with a few words and the sight of the other workers around him before he gradually calmed down.

After that, he learned the whole story from He Mingyuan—that Ning Wangshu had saved him—and hurried over to thank him.

Another ten or so minutes passed before Manager Zhang's company accountant arrived with a few security guards, carrying the money.

"Manager Zhang, the money's all here..."

The accountant handed a leather briefcase to Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong took it and opened it on the spot, revealing stacks of cash inside. "Brother Ning, go ahead and count it..."

Ning Wangshu glanced at it, casually grabbed two stacks of cash, and said, "No need. I trust you're smart enough not to cheat me on this."

"Otherwise, you should know what happens if you dare to play tricks with the money and offend me."

Zhang Yong gave an awkward smile and quickly replied, "Brother Ning is right. For an expert like you, how would I dare to mess around with a mere one million and risk offending you?"

Ning Wangshu looked at him and said, "Alright, close the case. I'll take the money."

"Yes, yes..."

Zhang Yong hurriedly agreed, closed the briefcase, and held it out with both hands.

Ning Wangshu didn't take it directly. Instead, he raised a hand and waved it. The next moment, the briefcase vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes...

Seeing this, Zhang Yong and the other workers gaped, staring at Ning Wangshu in shock.

After stashing the briefcase of cash into his Storage Ring, Ning Wangshu bid farewell to He Mingyuan and turned to leave...

Once Ning Wangshu was gone, Zhang Yong let out a long breath and couldn't help but sigh, "That Brother Ning really is some kind of immortal. With just a wave of his hand, the briefcase disappeared!"

The others around nodded in agreement.

Everything they had seen and heard today was utterly mind-blowing.

It completely shattered their previous understanding of the world...

Just then, Zhang Yong suddenly remembered the four "white papers" in his hand. After what had just happened, he had even more faith in those "Talismans."

So he immediately said, "Come on, follow me. We're going to put up these Talismans right now..."

The other side.

After leaving the construction site, Ning Wangshu went straight back to Linchuan Thirteenth High School.

He had originally wanted to buy some things for his younger sister, but it was almost time for school to let out, so there wasn't enough time. He'd have to go in the afternoon instead.

However, he did stop nearby to buy some Sacrificial Offerings and Joss Paper, so he could go pay respects to his mother later.

He stood at the school gate for a while, and soon the noon dismissal bell rang.

Before long, Ning Ruoxuan finally walked out of the school...

"Ruoxuan, over here!"

Ning Wangshu called out and waved.

"Brother, how long have you been waiting?"

Ning Ruoxuan quickly jogged over.

"Just got here a moment ago. Let's go, find a place first."

Ning Wangshu took Ning Ruoxuan's hand and started walking.

"Find a place?"

Ning Ruoxuan was taken aback. "Aren't we taking a taxi right away? Qingniu Mountain is pretty far from here. If we don't leave early, we might not make it back before afternoon class."

"It's fine. You'll see in a bit."

Soon, Ning Wangshu found a hidden corner. After confirming no one was around, he formed a Concealment Incantation, hiding both himself and his sister.

Then, he summoned the Wangshu Sword...

Seeing this, Ning Ruoxuan exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, aren't you afraid of others seeing this?"

As she spoke, she instinctively looked around.

Ning Wangshu smiled. "Don't worry. I just used Concealment magic to hide both our forms. No one can see us now, including this Flying Sword of mine."

"Really? That's amazing? So it's basically like invisibility?"

Ning Ruoxuan was astonished.

"Pretty much, but my Concealment magic is far more powerful than simple invisibility. Not only can others not see us with their eyes, but they can't detect us by any other means either."

Ning Wangshu chuckled, then added, "Alright, enough talk. Come on, Ruoxuan, let's go..."

With that, he grabbed Ning Ruoxuan and leaped onto the Flying Sword.

In an instant, the sword shot straight into the sky!

"Ah..."

Ning Ruoxuan let out a startled cry, thoroughly frightened, instinctively grabbing Ning Wangshu's arm. She glanced down, her legs going weak, her small face turning deathly pale.

Seeing this, Ning Wangshu couldn't help but chuckle softly, patting her shoulder. "Don't be scared, I'm holding you up with spiritual power. You won't fall!"

Hearing his words, Ning Ruoxuan did feel an invisible force supporting her body, which calmed her down a little.

Still, she took another look below and felt her heart race again. She quickly averted her gaze, taking several deep breaths, daring not to look down anymore...

Watching his younger sister's reaction, Ning Wangshu found it hard to suppress a smile. "No need to be so tense. Once I take you flying a few more times, you'll get used to it."

At this, Ning Ruoxuan shook her head like a rattle-drum, quickly saying, "No, I, I think I'll stick to riding in a car from now on. It's too high... a bit scary..."

Ning Wangshu shook his head with a smile. "What's there to be afraid of? Once I teach you immortal cultivation, you'll be able to fly on your own sword in the future. This is just getting you used to it early."

"Teach me immortal cultivation?"

Ning Ruoxuan's eyes went wide as she abruptly looked up at Ning Wangshu.

"Of course. You're my little sister—I have to teach you immortal cultivation, so you can live forever too."

"After all, for an Immortal cultivator, a mortal's fleeting hundred years is but a snap of the fingers. I don't want to lose you, my only remaining family, in a few decades."

"Brother, I... can I really cultivate too?"

Ning Ruoxuan's breathing grew rapid, her expression a mix of eagerness and hesitation.

Ning Wangshu smiled. "Why wouldn't you be able to? With me here, don't worry! Tonight, I'll help you establish your foundation, then teach you how to cultivate!"

"Hmm!"

Ning Ruoxuan beamed, nodding firmly, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Before long, Ning Wangshu brought Ning Ruoxuan to the "Qingniu Mountain" cemetery. He landed directly in a secluded corner. "Ruoxuan, take me to Mom's grave."

"Okay!"

Ning Ruoxuan nodded and quickly led Ning Wangshu to a tombstone. "Brother, it's here..."

"Hmm!"

Ning Wangshu replied in a low voice, staring at the gravestone before him. He took a deep breath, his emotions surging uncontrollably. Then, with a thud, he knelt directly before his mother's grave...

"Mom, I'm back! I've come to see you! Your son is unfilial—not only did I fail to fulfill my duty of filial piety, but I also caused you to meet with misfortune while searching for me..."

Tears welled up in Ning Wangshu's eyes, his face filled with grief.

The child wishes to care, but the parent is no longer waiting!

This is one of life's great sorrows.

And Ning Wangshu's sorrow went far beyond that.

Because, in a way, he had indirectly caused his mother's death. That pain, self-blame, and guilt consumed his heart.

Seeing her brother like this, Ning Ruoxuan's heart ached as well.

She could only gently pat Ning Wangshu's shoulder, taking a deep breath to comfort him. "Brother, you... don't be too sad."

"I believe that if Mom's spirit is watching from above, seeing you return safe and sound will make her very happy and relieved."

"What's done is done. Grieving and sorrow won't change anything. I think Mom wouldn't want you to stay trapped in guilt and regret. She'd want us both to live well."

Ning Wangshu took a few deep breaths, struggling to calm his emotions. He looked up at his sister. "You're right. No matter what, we have to keep moving forward."

With that, Ning Wangshu turned back to his mother's gravestone and said softly, "Mom, don't worry. Now that I'm back, I'll take good care of Ruoxuan. I won't let her suffer any wrongs or bullying..."

Then, Ning Wangshu took out the Sacrificial Offerings and Joss Paper he had bought earlier, arranged the offerings, and silently began burning the Joss Paper for his mother...