Chapter 85: Going to Find a Gift for Second Brother

Monk Jiegue was unwilling to provoke other unknown karmic causes.

He left in a hurry.

Long Tian'ao's entire focus was not on other matters either.

So much so that...

Feng Ruyan was on the verge of tears.

She stiffly squeezed out a smile and said to Lin Xiu with a face full of pleading: "... Lin Xiu, if I say I was forced by Long Tian'ao, do you believe me?"

The only thing that greeted her was Lin Xiu's disdainful smile.

His calm gaze swept past Feng Ruyan, as if she were nothing.

Lin Xiu said sincerely to Lu Ren: "Second Brother, thank you for this time. If not for your help, I truly would not have known what to do."

His face showed a hint of shame again.

He felt ashamed for his initial distrust.

To tell the truth.

Now he actually found it hard to recall why he had been so insistent on not asking for help back then.

It turns out.

One cannot even empathize with their former self.

Lu Ren actually knew the reason; it was nothing more than the influence of Long Tian'ao's intelligence-lowering halo being too great.

Law of Causality.

It is worthy of being the Law of Causality.

Not only do his sword techniques belong to the Law of Causality, but even the aura he carries belongs to the Law of Causality.

The Heavenly Dao is truly single-minded toward its own son.

It is just unclear whether these Children of Luck can be molded into dragons.

"Between you and me as brothers, there is no need to be so polite."

Lu Ren's gaze was gentle.

He turned his head to look at Ji Shisi, who had appeared there, a faint inquiry in his eyes: "However, I am a bit curious about Senior Ji's intentions."

"Is Senior Ji willing to discuss it with me in detail?"

The expression in his eyes was inquisitive.

Ji Shisi did not refuse.

After all, he was now the one asking for help, so it was naturally not good to have an overly arrogant attitude; now that he thought about it, everything had been destined long ago.

This is Fate.

Fate arranged for him to come to Wanren City, and it was also Fate that arranged for him to meet his destined first disciple here.

The two left one after the other.

After watching Lu Ren leave, Lin Xiu looked at Feng Ruyan, who was still standing in place, with a look that was not quite a smile.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said disdainfully: "I don't want to make things too difficult for you either."

Hearing him say this, a spark of hope suddenly burst forth in Feng Ruyan's eyes.

But she did not have time to be happy for long before she heard Lin Xiu instruct the City Defense Guard: "Lock her in the Tianlao."

"Notify me only after the Feng Family Head comes to the door to claim her."

Feng Ruyan's complexion instantly turned deathly pale.

If there was anything in Wanren City worth talking about, the Tianlao here was one of them.

A frontier city naturally has its own set of laws.

There are a total of one thousand two hundred and eighty-six laws in Wanren City.

Aside from the people in the City Defense Guard, there is probably no one who can memorize them all.

So much so that...

There are always some people with high skills and bold hearts who break the prohibitions.

But most of them are locked in the Dilao.

Rarely is anyone locked in the Tianlao.

The Dilao is filled with water.

It is filled with endless, murmuring silent water; even a feather cannot float on it. Practitioners who touch the silent water have their Spirit Power sealed. Those locked in the Dilao can only desperately rely on the strength of their legs to stand up in the water, exposing their nostrils to the surface to breathe.

Yet their lungs bear the pressure of the silent water.

It does not take ten days or half a month.

Just three to five days is enough to make a fourth or fifth-rank powerhouse unable to endure it.

The silent water is one of the treasures of the Tianxuan Continent; it is a spiritual water of heaven and earth. Together with the Chiyan Fire, they are one water and one fire, co-born of heaven and earth, and rare in the world.

Yet, in order to build a prison that would make practitioners fearful, Wanren City forcibly collected enough silent water to cover the entire Dilao.

The Dilao.

It could even be called the Jingmo Pot.

And the Tianlao...

Most people who have been to the Tianlao cannot describe what is actually inside, but everyone's account is exactly the same.

Fear.

There is only endless fear inside the Tianlao.

Feng Ruyan did not dare to think about it in detail; some rumors passed from person to person echoed in her mind.

What were originally just gossip and hearsay now sounded increasingly deafening.

Her face turned deathly pale in horror, and she begged with trembling lips.

"Don't!"

"No!"

"Lin Xiu, I know I was wrong, won't you let me go? Even locking me in the Dilao would be fine!"

"No, I beg you!"

But before she could even finish her words, the City Defense Guard covered her mouth, shackled her with iron chains, and dragged her directly into the Tianlao.

Those iron chains were by no means ordinary objects.

They were crafted by the elders of the Lu Family and infused with Water of Silence, capable of sealing a cultivator's Spirit Power.

The entire Wanren City could well be described as a massive city of silence.

If one were to encounter an unbeatable foe, opening the Dilao and releasing the Water of Silence within could also serve as a temporary defense.

After Feng Ruyan was finally led away, Lin Xiu let out a breath, looking rather weary.

He slumped weakly in his wheelchair and turned his head to look at Feng Wuyou, who was not far from him.

After a moment of hesitation, Lin Xiu still had Qu Guan push him to a spot not far from Feng Wuyou.

Meeting Feng Wuyou's gaze, Lin Xiu felt inexplicably hesitant to speak, but he steeled himself and said, "Little sister, when Second Brother is finished with his work, please tell him for me that I had something to attend to and left first."

Feng Wuyou was somewhat surprised, but she still nodded gently.

"Very well."

Now it was Lin Xiu's turn to be puzzled.

He was not a person who could keep things to himself.

So he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to ask what I'm going to do?"

Feng Wuyou shook her head casually and smiled lightly, "Third Brother, I believe you won't do anything you'll regret."

"And no matter what you do, as long as your conscience is clear and you have no regrets, then it doesn't matter at all."

"Even though we are siblings by Jueyi, you are yourself first, and Third Brother second. Even if your cultivation has not yet recovered, you are by no means a bird in a cage, nor do you need to tell me anything you are about to do."

She paused and added, "I believe Second Brother thinks the same."

Lin Xiu felt a warmth in his heart.

His gaze toward Feng Wuyou softened significantly, and he ultimately chose to volunteer the information: "I intend to go find a gift for Second Brother."

"A gift?"

Feng Wuyou was truly stunned this time.

Lin Xiu did not intend to say more, only vaguely stating, "It's something I've known about for a long time, and I had planned to find a way to obtain it later."

"Calculating the time now, it's about right. Second Brother went to great pains for me this time, and I am not someone who doesn't know how to repay kindness."

Feng Wuyou nodded thoughtfully.

She watched Lin Xiu and Qu Guan leave, then turned and headed back toward the Lu Family.

The others also followed, scattering in different directions.

But no one noticed that in a corner, there was an extremely low-key old man in gray robes; a bowl of unfinished wontons sat before him, yet he never once moved his chopsticks.

After a long while, he slowly stood up, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, which he forcibly suppressed.

Finally found him.

The person who killed my grandson...

Lu Ren!

I must still plan this slowly.

(End of this chapter)