Chapter 69: Fated Disgust, the Meeting of the Children of Destiny

The edge of Wanren City.

The closer he got to this side, the stronger the bad premonition in the old ox's heart became.

A strong intuition hung over his heart, as if it were foretelling the occurrence of a misfortune to him.

Not until he truly walked to a hundred feet outside the city gate, which was the limit of the Protective Clan Array's extension, did he see the Protective Clan Array that was constantly receding and that pool of blood.

The color of wolf blood is no different from human blood.

After the passage of time, it had now turned into a dried black, like a withered rose.

The wolf's head had not been crushed, but was solitarily shattered on one side.

That beautiful ice-blue eye was filled with the refusal to close in death.

A carrion-eating bird landed beside this pile of minced meat, lowering its head to peck at it intermittently.

Its slender beak pecked at that eyeball, easily pulling the eyeball out from the eye socket, still connected by blood vessels, and it opened its small mouth, wanting to swallow it.

But in the next second.

This tactless bird was instantly slapped to death.

Not even a scrap of meat was left.

The person who struck was not the old ox, but Weisheng Yucheng.

Even though he could not recognize what kind of wolf was the only descendant left behind by the old ox's good friend, he knew that the Ice Soul Wolf that had come to Wanren City this time was only this one.

"You... do not be too sad; it was likely an accidental injury." Weisheng Yucheng softly comforted his old companion.

The old ox stared blankly; a moment later, he was neither furious nor sorrowful, but suddenly sighed, exhaled a puff of air from his ox nostrils, walked to the side of the wolf corpse, and his gaze revealed a bit of regret.

"I knew long ago he would have such a turn; this tribulation, in the end, was not overcome." The old ox sighed lightly.

The ox tail flicked, driving away the flies on the minced meat.

Weisheng Yucheng remained silent, a bit of worry in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing him in this state, the old ox spoke with great helplessness: "Rest assured, I will not be impulsive to the point of losing my reason, although I can also distinguish that the Fierce Beast aura remaining on this corpse belongs precisely to a Zhu Yan."

"Everything in the world has its own cause and effect; besides, this might not be the ending this child wanted."

After the old ox finished speaking, he paused and then shook his head.

He no longer had any other thoughts, but nudged Weisheng Yucheng and said slowly: "Yucheng, I ask that you help me collect his remains."

Having said that, he opened his ox mouth and inhaled fiercely at the air.

A milky-white air current appeared in the air and was swallowed into his belly in one gulp; one could vaguely see the appearance of a white wolf upon it.

It was precisely the remnant soul of Cang Xuan.

When all the remnant souls nearby had been sifted and swallowed, a trace of doubt appeared in the old ox's large eyes.

Eh...

Strange.

Why was there no feeling of that little girl's soul? Could it be that it dissipated so quickly? But Yu Ruowei was a human after all, and a human who had a Master-Servant Contract with Cang Xuan; the old ox had no affection for her, and after a moment of doubt in his heart, he cast it to the back of his mind.

He carefully sensed the remnant souls he had collected and ultimately exhaled a turbid breath with some regret.

Only two parts.

Too few, far too few.

Even if this remnant soul were nurtured by him and luckily obtained a chance to successfully reincarnate, it would be impossible for it to be an Ice Soul Wolf again.

And it would likely be congenitally deficient, making it even more impossible to have memories of a past life.

It could even be said that if there were a chance for rebirth, it would only be another existence.

There is no longer an Ice Soul Wolf Cang Xuan in the world.

Weisheng Yucheng heard the old ox call him Yucheng and understood in his heart that the old ox was likely truly in extreme pain.

He remained silent, his sleeve rolled, and he gathered up all the minced meat and remains here.

When all was done, he was no longer in that state where anyone could step on him; his posture stood tall like an ancient pine, truly peerless and ethereal, and he flicked the long flute in his hand, placing it to his lips.

A desolate ancient melody flowed out from between his lips and the long flute.

The emerald-green flute blew out bursts of music, seemingly accompanied by beast roars.

No, not seemingly.

The music played by the long flute became increasingly urgent, and the gradually restless drumbeats brought forth beast roars from the void.

The beast roars howled and wailed, like a call from the desolate ancient times.

The old ox's figure paused, and gratitude appeared in his eyes as he looked at Weisheng Yucheng.

This is the funeral song of the Beast Taming Sect, which can soothe the souls of the dead, but it is only played when a Spirit Beast of the sect passes on.

This melody contains the blessings of ten thousand beasts; the blessed Spirit Beast will be at peace in its next life. The song ended.

The old ox turned back to look at Wanren City.

This time they came here, one reason was to search for a beast, and the second was to investigate a person.

With a Fierce Beast born into the world, the Beast Taming Sect could not remain indifferent.

Yet he had not expected that such a turn of events would occur.

Weisheng Yucheng faintly withdrew his long flute and, like the old ox, turned his head to look back at Wanren City.

Unlike him, a sharp color and deep interest appeared in his eyes.

Wanren City.

Lu Family.

Lu Ren.

Weisheng Yucheng chewed on these few names repeatedly in his heart.

As the great world is about to collapse, the Beast Taming Sect should have stayed out of it, but he saw another path in this Lu Family Head.

"Beast Taming Sect, it is time to enter the world."

It was as if it were a declaration, as if it were a self-muttered whisper.

The old ox widened its eyes in shock and whipped its head around, but Weisheng Yucheng had already walked far away, leaving behind only an ethereal silhouette.

Seeing this, the old ox hurriedly followed.

The silhouettes of the man and the ox were once again swallowed by the city.

……

……

It was also at the edge.

Qin Yuan wished he could spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Everything today was far too chaotic for him, leaving his mind far from clear and even harder to accept.

"How is she still alive!"

"Damn it, how could there be an array here? The Teleportation Talisman actually can't break through!"

"Lu Ren has ruined me!"

While harboring love and hate in his heart, he clutched his chest and managed to find a relatively secluded place to regulate his breath.

But his thoughts were in disarray.

All sorts of musings clung to his flesh and blood like leeches.

Yu Ruowei had actually not died, and she must have obtained some kind of fortuitous encounter—it seemed to be a massive one, otherwise, it would be impossible for her to reappear before people.

The panic of the situation slipping out of his control assaulted Qin Yuan's heart, causing his brows to furrow again and again.

But this was not the end of it.

"Who?!"

The void nearby was torn apart, and the figure that suddenly fell out nearly caused the Qi and blood in Qin Yuan's chest to flow in reverse from fright.

He stood up abruptly and let out a low roar.

Like dumplings being dropped into a pot, two people tumbled down beside him.

One person was dizzy and disoriented, not yet understanding what was going on, while the other was full of anxiety and, in disbelief, attempted to tear the Teleportation Talisman in their hand once more.

"How can it be useless?"

"Why can't the Ten Thousand Mile Teleportation Talisman teleport out of this tiny city?"

A thought stirred in Qin Yuan's mind.

He looked at the man with a face like jade before him.

This person must also have a grudge against the Lu Family, otherwise, he would not be so desperate to escape.

But it was strange to say.

The enemy of an enemy is a friend.

He should have shown goodwill to win him over.

Yet, a wave of disgust surged in Qin Yuan's heart; when he met this man's gaze, he felt even more nauseated, and even had an urge to kill the other party!

As if in this world, the two of them...

could only have one exist.

(End of chapter)