Chapter 1064: Seven-Grade Spirit Herb, Leafless Lotus

Huang Family.

Steward Luo returned to the Huang Family and went to make his report.

"Miss, that brat entered the Mangshan Mountain Range; I sent all the guards around me to hunt him down, that brat is more likely to die than survive."

The woman heard this, her gaze icy, she stared fixedly at Steward Luo; Steward Luo lowered his head, not daring to meet the miss's eyes.

Luo Feifei said coldly: "In other words, you didn't kill him personally?"

Steward Luo forced himself to answer: "Yes, Miss."

"The Mangshan Mountain Range is very dangerous; that brat has been inside for many days, I waited outside for several days and didn't see him come out, I can be certain he is completely dead."

"Huang Yan that beast is already crippled; he has to face our guards' pursuit and also the demon beasts in the Mangshan Mountain Range; even if he managed to escape by luck, he couldn't possibly survive in the Mangshan Mountain Range."

A cripple is no different from an ordinary person; wanting to survive in the vast Mangshan Mountain Range is not very possible.

Inside the Mangshan Mountain Range, demon beasts are countless and powerful; Huang Yan this kind of trash, not to mention his crippled state, even if he were at his peak, entering the Mangshan Mountain Range would be a nine-deaths-one-life chance; that is a forbidden zone for humans, no human may enter, and once they do, they bear the consequences.

The demon beasts inside can slaughter any humans who intrude into the Mangshan Mountain Range; this is an agreement between the Mangshan Demon Palace and human forces, existing for many years, no one knows when it started, nearby forces all observe it, and unless absolutely necessary, they will not enter the Mangshan Mountain Range.

"That's true, but you came back without killing him; what if that brat survives?" Luo Feifei questioned.

She doesn't believe any speculation; she must personally confirm Huang Yan's death, otherwise she won't be at ease.

Steward Luo assured: "Miss, please rest assured, Huang Yan absolutely cannot survive."

Luo Feifei stared at the steward, then sighed: "Forget it, since you've guaranteed this, I won't say anything more."

"I don't want to see Huang Yan in the future, nor do I want to see him return to the Huang Family; do you understand?"

Steward Luo again assured: "Miss, this old servant understands."

"Go."

After Steward Luo withdrew, Luo Feifei stared outside and murmured: "Huang Yan this little beast, nine-deaths-one-life, entering the Mangshan Mountain Range, no one can save you; those demon beasts inside are not to be trifled with, they hate humans, and upon seeing humans, they will swallow them whole."

"As for my husband, later we must find a good excuse, cannot let him know the truth of the matter, nor let him discover it."

"The same goes for Yang'er; we must speed up, let Yang'er accelerate the fusion of the Flame Yang Bone, finish everything before they return, so they cannot see any flaw."

Huang Yan is dead; then everything is over.

She is still the controller of the Huang Family; her son, the future head of the Huang Family, cannot be shaken.

"Yang'er, for you, Mother has given everything; you must not let Mother down."

In another room.

A figure trembled slightly, opened his eyes, lowered his head, and looked at his chest.

There was a heated, glowing bone there—the Flame Yang Bone—emitting a scorching aura.

It burned his body, transforming it; that feeling was profoundly mysterious.

Yet he furrowed his brow, raised his right hand, pressed that spot, and wondered: "Isn't this my older brother's Flame Yang Bone? How did Mother obtain it?"

"The Flame Yang Bone is inside my body; what about my older brother?"

He quickly suppressed the Flame Yang Bone's aura, with no leakage.

He rose, preparing to go out.

He pushed open the door and found his mother standing in the doorway, blocking his path.

"Child greets Mother."

Luo Feifei smiled and said: "Yang'er, where are you going?"

Huang Yang answered truthfully: "Mother, I want to go see my older brother."

Luo Feifei's pupils contracted; in an instant, her expression shifted several times.

Huang Yang witnessed this, and in his heart a possibility arose.

"Mother, you wouldn't be...?"

"Then is this Flame Yang Bone truly my older brother's Flame Yang Bone?"

Huang Yang looked at his mother before him in disbelief; he could not understand.

His older brother is the hope of the Huang Family, and also his brother; how could Mother do this?

Luo Feifei knew her son had learned the truth, and no longer concealed it.

"Not bad, Yang'er; the Flame Yang Bone on your body is your older brother Huang Yan's Flame Yang Bone; this is Mother having dug it out from him and given it to you."

"Your own talent is already strong; fusing with the Flame Yang Bone will make your talent even more terrifying."

"The Huang Family is a small clan; it only needs one genius, and you are that hope for the Huang Family."

"Huang Yan possessing the Flame Yang Bone is also a waste; it would be better to give it to you."

Huang Yang stared at his mother and roared: "Mother, he is my older brother; you killed him, how will you explain this to Father and Grandfather?"

"If they find out, they won't let you off; you will die, Mother."

Luo Feifei waved her hand: "Don't worry, Yang'er; your father won't do that, and your grandfather wouldn't dare kill me."

"Huang Yan is dead; the Huang Family now only has you as a genius; they won't kill me, at most they'd confine me for a few years, after which it'll pass; but my son can thereafter soar to the heavens—this price I can still afford."

Upon hearing this, Huang Yang was stunned.

Gazing at his mother before him, his heart tangled for a long time; finally, he said helplessly: "Mother, you've already calculated all this; you've had this idea for a long time, right?"

Luo Feifei looked at her son's angry face and smiled: "Not bad, Yang'er; you are my son, I naturally must think for you."

"Mother's good son, for you, Mother can do anything."

Upon hearing this, Huang Yang fell silent.

He clenched his fists, having much to say but unable to speak.

Finally, he locked himself in the room; Luo Feifei laughed.

"Yang'er, cultivate well; do not disappoint Mother's expectations."

Having said that, she left.

Inside the room, a moment of silence.

On Longshe Shan.

Huang Yan soaked in the Item, not uttering a sound.

His willpower was strong; to recover his body, he gave it his all.

Inside the room, Qinglong Daoren took out the good things obtained from Mu Long Chen's body; previously there was no time to examine them, this time he took them out to examine carefully.

"The seventh-grade spirit herb, leafless lotus, is no wonder as an Elder of the Mu Long family; he possesses such fine things."

"Besides two demonic beasts with dragon bloodline, there are also many good things hidden."

"The people of Tianwai are very wealthy; moreover, just the outskirts of the Mangshan Mountain Range where I am located have spirit herbs of not low grade, second- and third-grade spirit herbs can be seen everywhere; the deeper one goes, the higher the grade of spirit herbs, the more valuable they are."

"In our world, one would not even dare to think about it; a seventh-grade spirit herb in Tianwai is not considered a rare item."

Qinglong Daoren's eyesight also improved; there's no helping it, this place is too rich.

The reason he stays and settles here is also because the area is rich in resources, requiring no adventure.

These are things that demonic beasts disdain; he doesn't mind, however much there is, he collects it all—spirit herbs, nobody ever has too many.