Recovery and Never Forget!

In the Ji Clan West Prefecture family mansion, Ji An concealed his murderous aura, fearing to disturb his mother who was resting quietly in the courtyard.

He used his Divine Consciousness to envelop the four people who had already lost the ability to resist, raised his hand to push open the half-closed courtyard gate, and slowly stepped into the courtyard.

The sun is shining brightly, and a gentle breeze is blowing.

Yuchi Xue was reclining in a deck chair, resting with her eyes closed.

Her face was even paler than when Ji An left, and weariness lingered between her brows. She seemed even weaker than when Ji An left.

The tranquility of the courtyard was broken. Yuchi Xue slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the long-lost figure, her eyes instantly lit up with surprise. She struggled to get up from the recliner.

"Mother, please sit still." Ji An's voice was gentle as he quickly stepped forward and gently pressed his hand against his mother's.

Yuchi Xue's body had already been on its last legs four years ago. It was only thanks to the meditation method scroll that Ji An brought back that she was able to forcibly inject a wisp of life-saving spring into the lake of life that was on the verge of drying up.

If Ji An had returned a year later, Yuchi Xue probably wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer.

Yuchi Xue's gaze fell on the four figures floating in mid-air behind Ji An.

When her gaze fell upon the faces of Yu Tong and Shui Yi, her body trembled violently. The horrific scene of the ambush sixteen years ago, and her brother's bloody battle until his death from exhaustion, flooded her mind like a tidal wave.

The painful memories almost consumed her, making her already pale face even more bloodless, and her breathing became rapid and heavy.

"Xue'er!" Ji Yichuan and Ji Ning walked up quickly. Upon seeing this, Ji Yichuan immediately stepped forward to support his wife, who was swaying precariously.

Ji An's eyes instantly turned cold. With a thought, he forced Han Yang, Dong Qi, Yu Tong, and Shui Yi to increase their power.

With a few muffled thuds, the four of them faced Yuchi Xue and knelt heavily on the ground, their foreheads slamming against the cold bluestone slab, unable to move an inch.

"Mother," Ji An turned to his mother, "Sixteen years ago, the culprit who ordered his henchmen to ambush you and Uncle, causing Uncle's death on the battlefield and your serious injuries, along with the accomplices who participated back then, I have brought them all back to you today."

He pointed to the four trembling figures on the ground and introduced them in a deep voice, word by word. "This is the Supreme Elder of Snow Dragon Mountain, Daoist Hanyang. He is Dong Qi's biological grandfather and Dong Qi's true backer. Dong Qi was the mastermind behind the attack. As for Yu Tong and Shui Yi, they were the accomplices who killed you and your uncle in that ambush sixteen years ago."

Daoist Hanyang had already had all his cultivation destroyed, and at this moment he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. His body was trembling violently from the extreme humiliation.

To think that he, a dignified cultivator of the Primordial Spirit, would have to kowtow and kneel before a mortal today was an unbearable humiliation, worse than death itself.

Dong Qi was so frightened that tears streamed down his face, and he could only utter incoherent sobs. All traces of his former arrogance had vanished.

Yu Tong and Shui Yi were so terrified that they collapsed to the ground.

Looking at the four enemies kneeling before her, Yuchi Xue felt the pain and hatred that had been building up for sixteen years turn into tears, which slid down her cheeks.

She gripped Ji Ning and Ji An's hands tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably from the intense surge of her emotions.

"Mother," Ji An comforted softly, "our enemy is right before us. Their lives depend entirely on your word. But before that—"

With a slight turn of his hand, a translucent white jade bottle appeared out of thin air in his palm, its surface radiating a vibrant and refreshing vitality.

"This is the Nine-Turn Life-Creation Pill that your son found for you." Ji An carefully placed the jade bottle into his mother's hand. "This pill is a divine elixir from the Danding Immortal Sect. It can completely repair your damaged Life Origin, allowing you to be reborn and transformed. Please take the pill first, and once you feel better, we can slowly deal with these impurities."

He was genuinely terrified. Yuchi Xue's body was already extremely weak and couldn't withstand the slightest stimulation. He was afraid that his mother might become too agitated and collapse.

"An'er, all these years—" Yuchi Xue stroked the warm jade bottle in her hand, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Two years ago, Ji Ning brought back a Yinglong Guard Inner Guard to treat her, but the Yinglong Guard concluded that unless an immortal intervened, there was absolutely no way to find a elixir that could cure her hidden injuries. Who would have thought that in just a few short years, her eldest son would actually bring this Legend elixir to her.

Gazing at the jade bottle in her hand, Yuchi Xue felt a surge of heartache for her son.

This child is so young, yet she has to work so hard for her health.

Her gaze swept over the four enemies on the ground, and she nodded tearfully, holding the pills her son had "laboriously" brought back in her palm.

Without further hesitation, Yuchi Xue opened the jade bottle.

In an instant, a fragrant aroma, like clouds and mist, spread and filled the entire courtyard.

The medicinal energy caused the four people kneeling on the ground to unconsciously twitch their noses, and their originally listless state subtly improved.

Inside the jade bottle, a pill the size of a longan and entirely emerald green lay quietly.

Guided by Ji An's divine sense, the pill flew straight into Yu Chi Xue's mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering her mouth, transforming into a warm current that spread throughout her entire body in an instant.

This power, like a gentle rain, silently repaired her already decaying body and even her weakened soul.

"Well--"

A soft moan escaped from Yuchi Xue's lips, and her originally pale face flushed red at a visible speed.

Ji An, Ji Ning, and Ji Yichuan stood to the side and could clearly feel that Yuchi Xue's body, nourished by the power of the elixir, had recovered to its best condition in just a short time.

The medicine gently washed over her body.

Grayish-black impurities slowly seeped from her pores; they were filth that had accumulated over a decade ago.

Seeing this, Ji An casually waved his hand, and a stream of clear water appeared out of thin air, gently flowing around Yuchi Xue and washing away all the impurities.

As the water receded, Yuchi Xue's skin became even more translucent, faintly glowing with a jade-like luster, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes disappeared.

"Whoosh--" A sound like a rushing river faintly emanated from her body. It was the originally weak blood and qi that, under the nourishment of the medicine, became surging and powerful again.

A powerful vitality was burgeoning within her limbs and bones, and her aura was rising steadily, as if some power that had been dormant for many years was quietly awakening.

The realm of Xiantian Lifeform is where things naturally fall into place.

However, this is just the beginning.

The medicinal power of the Nine-Turn Life-Creation Pill is far stronger than imagined. Repairing Yuchi Xue's damaged origin injury only required a small amount of its power.

A vast amount of pure vital energy still flowed within her body.

Buzz-

The Heaven and Earth energy above fluctuated, and a small vortex of primordial energy formed out of thin air. Pure primordial energy from all directions poured into Yuchi Xue's body like rivers flowing into the sea.

Under the infusion of this powerful primordial energy, her dantian (energy center) expanded rapidly at an astonishing speed.

Ji Yichuan and Ji Ning held their breath, their eyes filled with indescribable joy.

They could clearly sense that their wife and mother's Life Origin had not only been completely restored, but their cultivation level was even pushing towards a higher level.

Nourished by the primordial energy of Heaven and Earth and propelled by the medicinal power, the Violet Palace Lake took shape within Yuchi Xue's dantian.

This means that she has successfully entered the Violet Palace Realm in the path of Qi Refining!

Moreover, she remained steadily at the Violet Palace Early Stage. If it weren't for the slightly lower grade of the Qi Refining technique she cultivated, she would probably have already broken through to the Violet Palace Complete realm by now.

As the last ray of emerald green light faded and completely disappeared into Yuchi Xue's body, the strange phenomena in the courtyard vanished completely.

Yuchi Xue slowly opened her eyes, and those eyes, which had once been weak, were now surprisingly bright.

Her skin was radiant and beautiful; the lingering sickness had vanished without a trace, and her entire demeanor had become more gentle and graceful, with a touch of Transcendent charm.

She slowly stood up, feeling an unprecedented surge of immense power flowing through her body—a level she had never reached even before she was injured.

She tried to move her hands and feet gently, and the constant feeling of weakness she used to have was completely gone.

"Xue'er!" Ji Yichuan could no longer contain his excitement, stepped forward, and tightly grasped his wife's hand.

This was the most emotional he had been in decades.

If Yuchi Xue truly passes away, then the moment she leaves this world will be the day of his death.

More than a decade ago, he had made up his mind to live and die with his wife. However, he never expected that their two children would be so outstanding, pulling Yuchi Xue and himself back from the brink of death.

"Mother!" Ji Ning couldn't help but rush forward, her eyes brimming with hot tears, her voice choked with emotion, "You're better! That's wonderful!"

He still remembered that after learning that Yuchi Xue didn't have much time left, he tried everything he could, but both the Wanxiang Adept of Yinglong Guard and the two great spirits in the Water Manor advised him to accept this cruel outcome sooner rather than later.

Looking at her husband and youngest son, who were weeping with joy, Yuchi Xue then turned her gaze to Ji An, who stood smiling to the side. Tears streamed down her cheeks again, but this time, they were filled with pure joy.

"I'm all better now—better than ever before." Her voice was gentle as she opened her arms and embraced her two sons. "Thanks to my An'er—"

She raised her head, gazing at Ji An, her eyes filled with pride and heartache. "An'er, you've suffered so much these past years."

The huge weight that had been hanging over Ji An for sixteen years finally lifted. A smile appeared on his face, and he said softly, "Mother, your recovery is my greatest wish. It's not hard work at all."

His gaze inadvertently swept over the four enemies on the ground, who were already pale with fright, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

His mother's recovery calmed his murderous intent somewhat, but the final fate of these four people should be decided by their parents.

"Mother, all our enemies from back then are here. The blood feud of that time should be settled today. Their fate is up to you."

Upon hearing this, Yuchi Xue trembled slightly. She released her two sons from her arms, slowly turned around, and looked at the four people on the ground.

A sudden surge of murderous intent ignited in those gentle eyes.

The image of her brother's tragic death, the countless days and nights she struggled on the edge of death—these were the most terrifying nightmares of her life.

This enmity is irreconcilable!

She stared intently at her enemies on the ground, especially the mastermind Dong Qi, and Yu Tong and Shui Yi, who had personally murdered her brother years ago. Her voice was as cold as frost in the dead of winter. "An'er! I will make their souls fly away and their spirits scatter!"

Ji Yichuan nodded solemnly beside him, his eyes filled with a chilling coldness.

He and Yuchi Xue could never forget the unwilling yet resolute look in his brother's eyes when they fled in panic.

Over the years, they have longed for revenge, but Dong Qi is the grandson of Primordial Spirit Daoist. If they were to actually take action, the entire Ji Clan family would face annihilation.

That's why they buried this deep-seated hatred in the deepest part of their hearts, thinking they would never have another chance to take revenge. But now, their son has brought these four enemies to them. Today, the time for revenge has finally come!

If Yuchi Xue hadn't just entered the Violet Palace Early Stage and her cultivation wasn't still shallow, unable to cause someone's soul to be scattered, she would definitely have personally killed her enemy right now.

The cold glint in Ji An's eyes grew even more intense, without the slightest hesitation.

He spread his five fingers on his left hand, and a cluster of golden-red Primordial Fire rose from his palm out of thin air.

Although his Primordial Fire was newly born and its power was still weak, it was more than enough to deal with these four guys whose cultivation had been completely destroyed, enough to annihilate them both body and soul.

"No! Stop! You can't do this!" The silent Daoist Hanyang finally let out a shrill roar upon hearing the words "soul scattered and spirit destroyed."

He knew better than anyone what it meant to have one's soul scattered; it was an end more terrifying than death.

"Ji An! We have already admitted our mistakes and accepted the punishment. Killing someone is just a matter of beheading! You can kill us or torture us as you please, but why must you make us perish?" Daoist Hanyang roared in terror, his voice filled with despair.

Even if a cultivator dies, their soul can still return to the Underworld and have the opportunity to be reincarnated.

He was originally Primordial Spirit Daoist. Even if he died and his soul entered the Underworld, he still had the hope of becoming Underworld Soldier, thus escaping the cycle of reincarnation in the mortal realm. This could be considered an alternative "path to survival."

However, if Ji An were to directly incinerate his Mie Hun with his Primordial Fire, it would completely erase all traces of his existence in this Heaven and Earth, leaving him with no chance of reincarnation.

Ji An remained indifferent; Daoist Hanyang's wails and pleas did not evoke the slightest sympathy from him.

The blood debt owed by these four can only be completely washed away by their souls being scattered.

"I've said it before," Ji An slowly shook his head, his voice utterly cold, "Your lives and deaths are decided by my mother."

The moment he finished speaking, the Primordial Fire in his palm suddenly surged, transforming into four golden-red streams of fire, like roaring fire dragons, descending upon Han Yang, Dong Qi, Yu Tong, and Shui Yi!

"No!!"

The four desperate screams had just begun when they abruptly ceased.

The moment the golden-red Primordial Fire touched the four people's bodies, their flesh instantly turned to ashes, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

Even more terrifying, the flames burned directly into their souls.

Daoist Hanyang's already severely damaged Primordial Spirit couldn't even put up a moment's resistance before it completely dissipated into the Heaven and Earth.

The souls of Dong Qi, Yu Tong, and Shui Yi didn't even have the chance to struggle; they were instantly incinerated by the Yuan Fire.

From then on, there was no trace of Han Yang, Dong Qi, Yu Tong, and Shui Yi in the Heaven and Earth. All traces of their existence were burned to ashes by the domineering golden-red Primordial Fire.

The courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

As Ji Ning sensed the terrifying destructive power contained within the golden-red flames, a chill ran down his spine.

As expected of Primordial Fire that only Primordial Spirit cultivator can control, he knew he had no chance of resisting such power. Once entangled by this flame, he would probably end up being annihilated, body and soul.

Yuchi Xue watched her enemy vanish completely, the pent-up resentment that had been building up in her heart for sixteen years dissipated. Two lines of tears slid down her cheeks again, and she murmured, "Brother, finally—I've avenged you."