Chapter 54: Father-Son Conversation, Destruction of the He Family

Seventeenth floor, in the long, quiet corridor.

Zhang Fan held his phone, pacing back and forth.

Usually, unless there was something important, he rarely talked to Zhang Lingzong on the phone. It wasn't that the father-son relationship was thin; perhaps this was the unique father-son relationship in China.

"Dad, in a few days it will be Mom's anniversary. Are you coming back?" Zhang Fan said.

This year was the tenth anniversary of his mother's death. Counting it up, ten years had passed since that car accident that changed the lives of both father and son.

"I will go back early. It just so happens that the construction site hasn't been busy lately, and the houses aren't selling..." Zhang Lingzong's tone remained steady and deep.

"Good." Zhang Fan nodded.

"Anything else? If not, I'm hanging up. The phone bill is quite expensive."

"Dad..."

Seeing that Zhang Lingzong was about to hang up, Zhang Fan hurriedly called out.

"What is it?"

"When I was very young... did you and Mom take me on a trip out of the province, for example... Jiangxi Province..."

"For example... Long Hu Mountain!?"

Zhang Fan recalled the incomparably clear dream from last night and finally couldn't help but ask.

After that car accident, he had suffered quite a bit of trauma. The doctor said he had developed traumatic selective amnesia, and there were some things he couldn't remember.

The words fell, but the other end of the phone fell into silence.

"Dad?" Zhang Fan called out.

"No." Zhang Lingzong's response came, deep and incomparably firm.

"Oh, if not, then forget it. I was just asking."

Zhang Fan didn't pay much attention to it and prepared to hang up: "Dad, you go be busy, stay safe."

"Have you not been sleeping well lately?"

Just at this moment, Zhang Lingzong's voice came from the other end of the phone, interrupting Zhang Fan's action of hanging up.

"Often having dreams!?"

"How did you know?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"You just graduated and started working, the pressure is high, it's normal not to sleep well. I was like that when I was young..." Zhang Lingzong said indifferently.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan felt a warmth in his heart. Although his dad was usually silent, he was always thinking about him in his heart.

"It's fine, it's been much better these past two days." Zhang Fan said with a smile: "My colleagues are all quite good to me..."

"In my room..."

Zhang Lingzong was silent for a moment, then suddenly said.

"What?"

"There are two bottles of sleeping pills in the drawer in my room. If you really can't sleep well, take one..."

"Remember, you can only take one at a time, and no more than three times a week..." Zhang Lingzong instructed.

"Good, I'll remember." Zhang Fan nodded. In his impression, his dad's sleep had always been not very good.

"Also, don't give this medicine to others. It's quite expensive, remember..."

Zhang Lingzong repeated his warning. For someone who had been doing hard labor at construction sites for years, taking sleeping pills was very luxurious.

"Mm-hmm." Zhang Fan responded and hurriedly hung up the phone. Just as he was about to return to the company, he looked up and saw Bai Buran walking out of the elevator, reaching him in the blink of an eye.

"Boss... how is Jiang Lai?"

"No major issues." Bai Buran said casually and looked at Zhang Fan: "Come to my office."

Zhang Fan's gaze tightened slightly. He had probably guessed that Bai Buran wanted to talk to him about what happened last night.

Entering the office, Bai Buran had just sat down when he threw out a bombshell.

"The He family is finished!"

"Finished? What does finished mean?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment.

"From now on, there is no more He family in Yujing City." Bai Buran said in a deep voice.

"Just because of last night?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but reveal a look of doubt.

Even if He Fei acted perversely, the He family had deep roots and lush leaves, having been entrenched in Yujing City for many years with intricate relationships. Even if they were implicated, they wouldn't be wiped out overnight, unable to even preserve their roots. "Wang Tao... what kind of person is he?" Zhang Fan thought of the key point and couldn't help but ask.

"You are quite smart." Bai Buran looked at Zhang Fan deeply, a look of solemnity surging in his cold eyes.

"Thirteen Zodiacs... that is a group of lunatics. I also dealt with them many years ago..."

"The Thirteen Zodiacs represent thirteen kinds of alternative paths to immortality..."

"What you saw last night was 【Hai Pig】..."

"Thirteen? Isn't it the Twelve Zodiacs?" Zhang Fan asked, puzzled.

"The Thirteen Zodiacs, with humans as the head... Beyond the twelve, there is the human!" Bai Buran lowered his voice: "This group of lunatics is a great taboo of the Daoist sect, everyone should be punished. In the future, if you see them, you must stay far away."

"Why?" Zhang Fan still hadn't heard the terrifying nature of these people.

"Have you heard of the 【Wu Wei Gate】?" Bai Buran's brows twitched, and he said indifferently.

"Harvesting soul-aspects as medicine!?" Zhang Fan's heart jumped. He had heard Old Yu mention it before...

Mentioning Daoist history, this lineage was a name that could never be bypassed.

Seeking the path of non-action immortality through the method of action and extinction.

Establishing temples on mountains, observing rivers, controlling all demons and ghosts in the world, encompassing the incense of the four seas, sweeping across the six directions, shaking the Daoist universe! "Breaking mountains and destroying temples, only killing, not saving..." Bai Buran's words were heavy.

In the history of the Daoist sect, the nine times of breaking mountains and destroying temples were all to punish these heretics.

However, the river tides surged, and these aliens could always rise from the ashes, gathering and scattering like sand in the long river of history.

"They have returned..."

Bai Buran stared at Zhang Fan and said in a deep voice: "The He family got involved with these people... that is seeking their own death. In heaven and on earth, no one can save them anymore..."

"Great crimes implicate others, not one is innocent." Bai Buran said in a deep voice.

I'm afraid even his words couldn't describe the fear and dread the Daoist sect had for this lineage, which was simply like a pathological inner demon. As long as a trace was discovered...

Only killing, not saving!

"I might as well tell you, for this matter, the Bai He Temple in Shangjing has even sent people."

"Bai He Temple!?" Zhang Fan remained silent.

The Bai He Temple was not the largest Daoist temple in China, but it was the most influential! Because it was in Shangjing City, which was the capital.

It was no exaggeration to say that any activity organized by the Daoist sect in any region had to be reported to Shangjing City and approved by the Bai He Temple before it could be held.

When the Bai He Temple took action, it was generally a major event affecting the Daoist sect.

"The He family is really finished." Zhang Fan couldn't help but look out the window.

At this very moment, Imperial Way.

Half of the mountain had been sealed off, and not even a mouse could run out.

The He family manor was in a mess, and in the deep inner courtyard, a scent of blood permeated.

"Mere obscene sacrifices, and you dare to claim to be immortals?"

In the flickering firelight, a young man in Daoist robes slowly walked out, chewing on a straw, his right hand gripping the neck of a shriveled fox. With a light twist, a flash of fire appeared, directly burning it into ashes.

"Daoist Wushang... how should the He family people be handled?"

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man in a crisp suit, full of official aura, walked in, his face still carrying a trace of vigilance and fear.

"Still have to act according to the law, give them all a charge... the kind that will kill them..." The young man in Daoist robes said indifferently.

"Understood." The middle-aged man in the suit nodded. After a moment of hesitation, he said: "Daoist Wushang, I heard that this time... the Thunder Prison Three Tian Shi has also come to Jiangnan Province. Can we trouble him to sign a talisman for me?"

"Hahaha, who did you hear that from? To deal with these wild foxes, where is the need for my uncle to take action?" Cao Wushang laughed loudly.

The Thunder Prison Three Tian Shi was an unworldly expert of the Bai He Temple. Fifteen years ago, he had already reached the 【Three Tian Shi】 rank, and among the Daoist sects of the world, he was a top-tier expert.

People outside all said that he was very likely to impact the True Person realm and catch up with Chu Chaoran's footsteps.

Such an existence, how could he easily leave Shangjing and take action casually? "Uncle hasn't taken action for many years..." Cao Wushang muttered softly.

He remembered that the last time the Thunder Prison Three Tian Shi took action should be...

"Ten years ago..."

Since then, this Three Tian Shi had never left the Bai He Temple for even half a step!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 55 =====