After Situ Ping returned home, he lay in bed that night and thought silently: According to Ziling, we belong to two hostile sects. And from what she said, my parents would be fiercely opposed, too.
Then I certainly shouldn't help someone on their side survive a tribulation. Wouldn't that be betraying my master and my sect? It would also be deeply unfilial toward my parents.
According to the books, people who betray their masters and sects and defy the bonds of human morality all bear a cursed name, and none of them come to a good end.
She said her Emei Sect is an orthodox sect, while my Wutai is an evil sect. But in all these years, I've never seen my parents harm anyone. Even when they sell tofu, they always give the full weight—if anything, they give extra, never less.
As for killing pregnant women and children and stealing souls to forge swords... who knows?
But that flying sword really was wonderful. Are my father and mother really Sword Immortals? If they are, how wonderful it would be if they taught me themselves...
He resolved not to help Ziling's mother survive her tribulation, turning instead to testing whether his parents really were Sword Immortals.
The next day, he carved a sword out of wood and brought it home, waving it about as he played.
On the third day, he drew a great many nonsensical talismans on paper and deliberately gestured with them in front of his parents, declaring that these were Celestial Master Zhang's talismans.
On the fourth day, he said he had heard that someone had stolen a child's soul.
Situ Xingming and Jiang Sangu were studying the impending tribulation. They took it all for childish play and paid no attention.
Meanwhile, Ziling kept asking him for