Chapter 68: Departure

During this day, Song Ziyu came a total of three times, but each time she arrived, she found Zhang Nuo practicing with deep concentration, with only Gao Dakuan chatting with her in a desultory manner.

As for Gao Dakuan, Song Ziyu had not the slightest bit of interest. This man was both simple and honest, and he did not know how to please a girl; if he were placed in the mortal world outside, there would indeed be people who would praise him for being dependable and reliable.

But they were people of the Cultivation World, and being dependable and reliable simply could not lead to survival in the Cultivation World! Sometimes Song Ziyu would also wonder how Lin Fan could have taken in such a dull disciple.

That night, with only Gao Dakuan and Zhang Nuo left in the room, for some reason, Zhang Nuo was exceptionally talkative tonight. From the time he entered the sect to the final destruction of the sect, Zhang Nuo chatted through almost everything that had happened over these past few years with Gao Dakuan, eventually talking this senior brother of his until he was drowsy.

Looking up to check the sky, he estimated that the people of the Song Family should have all gone to sleep, so Zhang Nuo used the excuse of going out for some air and walked out of the room. Gao Dakuan did not pay any mind to Zhang Nuo's unusual behavior; seeing that Zhang Nuo had stopped talking, he lazily lay down on the bed to sleep.

Turning back to close the room door, Zhang Nuo sighed to himself, saying with great sorrow in his heart:

"Senior Brother, you must take care. After this parting, I do not know in what year or month we shall meet again! I carry a great blood feud for my parents and will not bow down to a small Song Family. I have already witnessed the strength of the 'Great Underworld Mansion' crowd; even if all the resources of the Song Family were given to me, I fear it would not be enough to raise my cultivation to a level where I could oppose them, so I cannot remain in the Song Family any longer!"

Turning his body around, Zhang Nuo once again strapped the 'Nine Dragon Sword Case' to his back. At this moment, a crystalline tear flowed down from the corner of his eye. He had lived with Gao Dakuan for so many years and had already come to regard him as an older brother in his heart. If not for the blood feud of his parents, perhaps for the sake of letting Gao Dakuan have a place to settle down, he really would have married into the Song Family.

Now that his master's life or death was unknown, only by going out to gain experience himself would it perhaps be much better than being trapped in the Song Family. As for Gao Dakuan, Zhang Nuo was not too worried; after all, for the sake of Lin Fan, the Song Family would not drive his senior brother away.

His figure wove through the Song Family residence. Zhang Nuo did not dare to walk on the main paths, only proceeding through hidden places. Before long, he arrived beneath the high courtyard wall of the Song Family. His body leaped up violently, and the next moment, Zhang Nuo's figure had already appeared outside the Song Family.

Letting out a long breath, Zhang Nuo did not dare to pause in the slightest and immediately sprinted in one direction. He ran for over thirty miles before he dared to mount his Flying Sword to fly.

Finally, he looked back once at the Song Family shrouded in the night, wiped away the remaining tear stains from the corner of his eye, and flew toward the distance without looking back.

The next morning, Song Ziyu came to look for Zhang Nuo as usual, but what shocked her was that Zhang Nuo had disappeared as if he had evaporated from the world. Even Gao Dakuan did not know when Zhang Nuo had left.

Inside a room of the Song Family, the veins on Song Yi's forehead were about to pop out.

"I never expected this brat to have such a trick up his sleeve! He actually ran away!"

"I have already asked the clansmen on night watch; there were no intense fluctuations of Spirit Power detected last night. How did this brat escape?"

At this time, even Song Meiyu became puzzled. Around the Song Family, a layer of sensory Restriction was set up; as long as a cultivator passed through the Restriction, the fluctuation of Spirit Power on their body would be immediately sensed by the Restriction.

"I said this brat was no ordinary person! There must be something strange about him! It is just a pity that we were all too careless!"

Song Yi's brows were locked tight, showing deep regret.

"Actually, Father need not blame yourself too much. He is merely a brat at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage. One might ask, on this Tianyuan Continent, Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators are as numerous as ox hair; what kind of good fruit can a brat who has just stepped into the world hope to eat? Once he gets bumped and bruised, he will naturally remember the goodness of our Song Family. When that time comes, won't he come back obediently?"

Song Meiyu's words immediately made Song Yi feel much more comfortable, and at this moment, Song Ziyu said in a low voice:

"What if he makes it big?"

"Even if he makes it big, it does not matter. We took in the two of them, master and disciple, when they were at their most difficult. Could it be that when he achieves great supernatural powers one day, he will come back to take revenge on us? As long as we treat Gao Dakuan well during this time, if we ever really need to ask something of Zhang Nuo in the future, I do not believe Zhang Nuo will stand idly by!"

Song Yi nodded continuously. This eldest daughter of his was meticulous in her thinking; it was only a pity she was a woman. If she were a man, she would certainly be able to uphold the foundation of the Song Family.

"Things have reached this point, and there is no other way. We can only do as Meiyu says. In addition, increase the effort to inquire about Lin Fan's whereabouts. If we can find Lin Fan, as long as he enters the Song Family, I can guarantee he will not want to leave!"

With a strange smile on his face, at first, the two sisters did not understand what he meant, but in an instant, both of their faces were brimming with smiles.

"As long as we invite Aunt to step forward, is there any reason for Lin Fan not to stay!"

It was originally a mysterious layer of window paper, but the eldest Miss Song had poked through it all at once. Given the feelings between Song Wan and Lin Fan, as long as Song Wan was willing to step forward, Lin Fan would definitely stay.

"But Aunt has been in seclusion in the inner residence and has not come out for many years, has she?"

Song Ziyu said with some worry.

"Rest assured! I know your aunt. Don't look at how her heart is like iron and stone now; as soon as she hears Lin Fan's name, she will immediately soften. Leave this to me; you two just focus on finding Lin Fan!"

The father and his two daughters discussed the details further, and the two Song ladies then left the room. However, as the sisters walked side by side, Song Ziyu's face remained unhappy.

"What is wrong, little sister? Are you still feeling depressed because you lost your 'ideal husband'?"

"Sister, how can you still make fun of me!"

Song Ziyu turned her head away in embarrassment, deliberately not looking at Song Meiyu.

"Forget it! If it is destined to be yours, it will be yours; if it is not, do not force it. Perhaps your fate has not yet arrived!"

This sentence truly spoke to the heart of the second Miss Song. Perhaps her fate with Zhang Nuo really had not yet arrived!