The Aftermath of the Thunder Sect Master's Gossip
The system flipped through the book. [Oh, he didn't die. His junior fellow disciple raised the boy. He grew up being beaten and scolded, and other people bullied him too. But he later ran away from home and became a Rogue Cultivator. He's living pretty freely now.]
Li Zi breathed a sigh of relief. [That's something, at least. But being a Rogue Cultivator must be hard, right? He has to fight for all his Cultivation Resources himself. That poor boy.]
[Hard isn't the half of it. Medicine Sect Master's fake son schemed against him too. The boy had a talent for alchemy and wanted to join Medicine King Sect after running away. But during the Sect Disciple Selection, the fake son tampered with his results and got him rejected outright. He had no choice but to give up on alchemy. Oh, right! He's being hunted down as we speak. The fake son sent the people after him. He's somewhere called West-Pacifying Village.]
Medicine Sect Master's face turned ashen.
He couldn't listen anymore.
"I've just remembered something I need to do. I'll be going."
He still had no way to verify whether any of this was true.
First, he had to get to West-Pacifying Village and save the boy!
If the one at home really wasn't his son...
Medicine Sect Master felt like killing someone!
Back then, his wife and Master had died one after the other. Heartbroken, he had left the world behind, entered the Sect, and devoted himself to cultivation.
He had thought it was fate. He had never imagined someone had done this to them!
He needed to investigate!
Meanwhile, Li Zi was still discussing with the system whether to tell Medicine Sect Master.
Li Zi said, [Should I tell Medicine Sect Master that his real son is about to be killed? But wouldn't it be strange if I suddenly said that?]
The system replied, [Pretty strange. Medicine Sect Master adores the son he has now. He's never suspected the boy isn't his. So if you say that, Host, there's an eighty percent chance he'll want to kill you.]
The Aftermath of the Thunder Sect Master's Gossip
Li Zi was deeply troubled. [The problem is, Medicine Sect Master's fake son is holding an innocent girl captive in his Cave Abode.]
At that, Medicine Sect Master's gaze softened as he looked at Li Zi.
Before leaving, he made a point of saying, "You chose well when you took this disciple."
The girl might love gossip a little too much, but she had a good heart.
The Spirit Sword Sect Master lifted his chin and smiled proudly.
"If you save your son, remember to send me the Marrow-Washing Pill as a thank-you gift."
Medicine Sect Master nodded solemnly. "I will."
Li Zi was still torn over whether to tell Medicine Sect Master. Before she and the system could decide, he had already left.
Li Zi grew anxious.
[What do we do, system? Medicine Sect Master's gone. Neither of them will be saved. This is awful.]
[Don't worry, Host. He went toward the Sect, and his fake son is throwing his weight around there right now. Medicine Sect Master should discover something this time. At least the girl can be saved.]
Only then did Li Zi relax.
[System, keep an eye on things. It's torture to stop halfway through the gossip. Let me know what happens next.]
Everyone else strained their ears to listen.
They lowered their voices as they talked, afraid of missing what came next.
By now, Thunder Sect Master should have returned.
Thunder God Hall.
A beautiful woman gathered her valuables, slung a bundle over her shoulder, and headed straight out.
Thunder Sect Master's Direct Disciple hurried forward to stop her.
"Madam, please don't go. Master was confused for a moment, that's all. You know how quick-tempered he is. Once he thinks it over, he'll regret it... Please don't just leave."
The beautiful woman wore a jade-green gauze robe. Though she was no longer young, she was slender as a willow swaying in the breeze, her beauty undiminished by the years.
Tears filled her affectionate eyes, but hurt outweighed them.
"I'm leaving. When he comes back, tell him to send me the divorce papers as soon as possible."
"I know he has a bad temper. I've never held it against him all these years. I've always been patient with him. But this time he's gone too far. He doesn't trust me anymore. If husband and wife don't even have that much trust, what's the point of carrying on?"
The beautiful woman had made up her mind to leave.
Even though it felt like a knife was twisting in her heart.
The memory of her husband's cold, angry questioning hurt even more.
At least she could leave with dignity before things got worse.
After all their years together, didn't he know what kind of person she was? How could he suspect her of anything with Medicine King Sect's First Elder?
She had found his occasional flashes of jealousy endearing.
But after so many years of marriage, for him to make a scene like this—it wasn't possessiveness anymore. He simply didn't trust her at all!
The disciple dropped anxiously to his knees before her.
"Madam, please don't leave! We've all seen how close you and Master have been over the years. You would never do such a thing. We all believe you. There must be some misunderstanding. Please wait until Master comes back and talk it over with him."
The beautiful woman gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
She reached out and helped the disciple to his feet.
"He won't listen to a word I say. I..."
Suddenly, a woman's syrupy voice came from behind her.
"Does Mother want to leave because she's too ashamed to face Father?"
The beautiful woman stiffened. Pain crossed her face, and she turned around furiously.
"Lei Niao Niao!"
If Lei Niao Niao hadn't spent every day talking nonsense, there wouldn't be so much distance between her and her husband.
But she couldn't blame Lei Niao Niao for everything. Her husband was also to blame for not trusting her.
"What nonsense are you spouting now? I was falsely accused! Why would I be ashamed to face him?"
Lei Niao Niao had foxlike eyes and a pretty, delicate face. She had a way with words and was well liked throughout the Sect.
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