Chapter 313: Talent: Dead Speech!

Wang Lin knew that his own wife still couldn't accept the news that her elder brother had died, and he said in anguish, "Guihua, look closely—that's big brother, only, only much thinner than before!"

No!

Zhang Guihua wanted to argue, but seeing that unmistakably familiar face—though the suffering had left him lacking in every way compared to the big brother she remembered, his imposing, domineering demeanor—she rushed forward, clutched the corpse on the bed, and cried out in anguish:

"Big brother, didn't we agree? You were supposed to watch my grandson be born, grow up, get married, and then I'd invite you over. Why did you just leave like this? You're so heartless, you didn't even look at me one last time!"

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

"Big brother…"

The sound was like a cuckoo's blood‑cry and a monkey's wail!

Sister‑in‑law Li Ping was about to speak to counsel Zhang Guihua, but Wang Lin shook his head and stopped her: "Sister‑in‑law, just let Guihua have a good cry. She's hurting inside; crying will at least let her vent."

The next moment.

A rustic Stone Gate formed above Zhang Deben's corpse—a Stone Gate—when Wang Ping'an rushed into the bedroom and, upon seeing his uncle's body, immediately used the skill: Soul Salvation.

He wasn't after Merit; he wanted to erase his uncle's sins, and along the way, through words, let him know the deeds his never‑met uncle had done.

He was the top hunter around, having slain one ferocious beast after another.

He didn't know whether his uncle's hunting for survival deepened his sins; if so, his Soul Salvation reflected the Underworld gate—Guimen Guan—able to reduce more than half of his uncle's sins.

If there were no sins, the Guimen Guan he reflected might even send his uncle's next life into a good family.

Not long after.

A soul resembling Zhang Deben's face, but with a body far sturdier than the old man lying on the bed, gradually drifted out from Zhang Deben's corpse.

Obviously.

It's Zhang Deben's soul!

Zhang Deben, whose face had been numb, suddenly noticed that Zhang Guihua, clutching his corpse and sobbing, had a drastic change of expression, opened his mouth to say something, but no one heard a word.

But no one saw any of this!

Ding! You listened closely to Zhang Deben's dead spirit's words, gained a hint, and congratulations—you've earned the reward: Talent: Dead Speech 【Entry Level】!

At that moment, a mechanical, cold voice rang in his mind, and Wang Ping'an was startled; he had originally thought that Soul Salvation of his uncle might grant Merit when the system's prompt sounded.

He thought a Merit reward had arrived!

He didn't expect…

It turned out to be a Talent reward!

Although.

This Talent reward seemed to have little effect!

The next second.

Wang Ping'an heard, in his ears, one urgent elderly voice after another, very unfamiliar, but understanding the meaning, he fell silent at once, because the speaker was his uncle.

He spoke of longing for his grandmother and of resentment that his illness was seen by her, damaging his standing in her eyes.

More…

…still words of unwillingness!

He wanted to convey these words to his grandmother, but he was still young and couldn't speak; if he transmitted them directly, he feared he would frighten her.

Sister‑in‑law, did you hear? Big brother is talking to me?

Zhang Guihua, clutching Zhang Deben's corpse and sobbing, seemed to notice something, cried out, and without waiting for anyone's response, looked up at the ceiling and wailed, "Big brother, big brother, don't leave!" 'Did my grandmother notice?'

Wang Ping'an was startled; at that moment, as the Guimen Guan above opened gradually, a pulling force seemed to emanate from within, and Zhang Deben's dead soul fought with all its might but still could not break free, being gradually drawn into the Guimen Guan.

Until Zhang Deben's dead soul was completely sucked into the Guimen Guan and the gate closed, Zhang Guihua kept shouting in the room; only then did Wang Ping'an realize it wasn't his grandmother who noticed anything, but that she sensed something in her heart.

Ding! 'The departed Zhang Deben' sincerely thanks you for Soul Salvation, allowing him to see his little sister's final moment; congratulations—you've earned the reward: Merit +10000!

A mechanical, cold voice rang in his mind, and Wang Ping'an was startled; although he had hoped that Soul Salvation of his uncle's reincarnation might bring a Merit reward, he never imagined this.

It actually granted him as many as ten thousand Merit at once!

Although.

It wasn't the first time, yet he was still shocked, and countless speculations swirled in his heart.

It was because he used the skill: Guimen Guan, reflecting the Guimen Guan; the person he Soul‑salved, grateful to him, would grant ten thousand Merit points—a special case.

Even though this kind of special case has happened twice!

'I hope my uncle can be reborn into a wealthy family in his next life!'

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Wang Ping'an whispered a prayer, and immediately began to contemplate the newly gained ten thousand Merit, thinking to himself:

'Another ten thousand Merit—should I raise all other skills to Cultivation, or upgrade a specific Cultivation skill to Greater Attainment Realm?'

For a long while.

Wang Ping'an settled one after another of his thoughts, finally made a decision, upgrading a skill to Greater Attainment Realm; at the moment he was wavering, the pressure from Hu Meiniang surfaced in his mind.

Perhaps.

Once he upgrades a skill to Greater Attainment Realm, he'll have the means to deal with Hu Meiniang!

Only.

Which skill to raise to Cultivation, he was still puzzled and indecisive.

Wang Ping'an, with a single thought, summoned the system panel, and as he stared at the string of numbers, his face showed pride mixed with much distress.

With so many skills, he didn't even know which one to upgrade to Greater Attainment Realm.

Guihua!

Suddenly, a startled shout jolted Wang Ping'an out of his indecisive thoughts; looking up, he saw his grandmother collapse while clutching his uncle's corpse, and his grandfather rushed over to check.

Li Ping asked worriedly, "Wang Lin, is Guihua okay?"

Wang Lin examined Zhang Guihua carefully, confirmed that she had fainted from exhaustion, then he let out a sigh of relief and said, "It's fine, she just fell asleep!"

"You've been crying for so long and have walked such a long road; falling asleep is only natural!"

Li Ping also let out a sigh of relief and ordered, "Lancui, go prepare two rooms, so that your aunt, her husband, and Dongzhu can rest first…"

Huh, Dongzhu, why is there a child in your arms? It's the child of you and Wang Ruhai, right? Such a big matter, why didn't you tell us?"

Wang Lin said awkwardly, "I had originally planned to invite your whole family, especially the eldest brother, to come and see the child after a while!"

When Wang Ping'an was born, he had already prepared to invite all relatives and friends over, but before he could act, that incident occurred, and he had no way to politely invite them, so he had to keep a low profile.

So as not to affect Dongzhu's mood!

(End of chapter)