Chapter 54: The Day the Flowers Bloom Again

Lieyang Peak.

Zuo Su did not stay underground as he usually did; instead, he sat on the peak in an uncharacteristic manner, quietly watching the first rays of the sun rising on the horizon.

Every disciple who looked at him felt incomparable pride in their hearts.

Look! Our Peak Master personally resolved this disaster!

These disciples did not know the hidden truth behind it, nor did they know that Ren Yidao was the one pulling the strings from within.

They only knew that their own Peak Master had killed the leader of the invaders and had led them to provide support and clear out the enemies at other main peaks.

As for that bloody, mad Demon figure, they selectively ignored it.

Right until the end, they did not know who that person was, or why they had helped them.

That person seemed to have just come to fight to their heart's content, and then disappeared without a sound.

Because the scene was too bloody, they selectively ignored that person.

Seen from behind, Zuo Su's body was still upright, no different from any other day.

But if one looked at his face from the front, one could easily perceive the difference.

His expression had lost its usual cold severity and dignity; at this moment, it was filled with sorrow and confusion, and he stared blankly at the morning sun.

"Qiaofang, did I do the right thing?"

Murmuring the name of his late wife, Zuo Su shed his strongest disguise at this moment.

He was tired.

He wanted to rest for a while.

"I didn't want to give you up, but I truly had no other way."

The sect, his wife.

These two things, which should have been kept together, were ultimately placed mercilessly on the two sides of a scale by fate.

If one side were picked up, the other would fall into an endless abyss.

No, it was not fate playing tricks.

"All of this suffering was created by myself."

Zuo Su knew very clearly in his heart that if he had not remained obsessed with the past and unable to extricate himself, all this pain would never have happened.

He would not have made a deal with that person, and his heart would not have endured hundreds of years of torment.

This pain originated from himself.

And now, he was liberated.

Ever since that day when Ren Yidao found him, Zuo Su had been deep in confusion.

The sect would face a crisis, and someone would invade the sect on the night of the full moon?

How should I act?

He went to test the Lava Fire Man, but although the other party had something to hide, it was clearly not the main culprit.

After thinking this through, he first felt a sense of relief, but soon fell into even deeper confusion.

Does it matter whether it was it or not?

Could it be that just because it wasn't the other party, one could ignore it?

"The disciple only knows this much; afterwards, I hope Senior Uncle can find a way to explain."

"Senior Uncle Zuo, the safety of the sect depends on you."

These were the two sentences Ren Yidao said when informing him of the intelligence.

Zuo Su wanted to refute, wanted him to produce evidence that could stand up to scrutiny.

But in the end, Zuo Su said nothing.

He did not question, nor did he shirk, but silently nodded.

Because of those eyes.

Clear, yet incomparably deep, refusing to take even half a step back.

They did not say many words, but in the end, they both felt each other's emotions.

Firmness and confusion.

Trust and hesitation.

But there was one point where the two were incomparably similar.

Love for the sect, love for their kin.

Zuo Su did not know how much Ren Yidao had seen through, but he could not ask.

Watching the youth's figure, as relaxed as when he arrived, he sat withered on the peak watching the bright moon for an entire night.

Recalling the happiness, love, and cultivation he received in the sect during his youth.

Recalling the various pasts of meeting, knowing, and loving his wife.

Finally, it was at such a sunrise that he made his decision.

Shedding tears, he let go of the remnant soul he had protected in his embrace for three hundred years.

Letting her return, letting her reincarnate.

He let go.

But she did not.

The remnant soul, which should have had no consciousness, did not return to Heaven and Earth, but instead rushed toward his Dao God.

That Lava Fire Man had thought wrong.

It was not that Zuo Su had actively merged his wife with his Dao God, but that she had actively assimilated with his Dao God!

Appearing before him in a brand-new form, his wife first slapped him hard, then gently hugged his head.

She could not speak, but Zuo Su could understand her meaning.

It was his own fault.

A mistake for three whole hundred years!

That day, Zuo Su wept in his wife's arms like a child.

"He was right; I am indeed a person who is disloyal, unrighteous, and unfilial."

A light touch came from above his head; his wife reproachfully tapped his head.

Smiling with doting affection, Zuo Su spoke softly:

"The sin has already been committed; I will not choose to escape again."

"All I can do is use the days ahead to make up for the mistakes made over these years."

Looking back at the disciples busy with repairs at his feet, Zuo Su's eyes were full of tenderness and regret.

It was just a pity that some mistakes, once made, could never be undone.

"He was originally a good child..."

Just as he was thinking this, Zuo Su's eyes trembled, his expression changed abruptly, and he looked at the two figures walking toward this place.

"What!?"

At this moment, at the foot of Lieyang Peak, a youth stood tall and upright, bowing respectfully toward the summit.

Using a voice that could spread across all of Lieyang Peak, he said loudly:

"Luoyue Peak disciple Ren Yidao, requests an audience with Senior Uncle Zuo."

And behind Ren Yidao was a young man with his head lowered, his face obscured.

But even if they could not see clearly, the people of Lieyang Peak could recognize him.

He is...

Lieyang Peak disciple, Zhang Zongrui.

Boom!

Before the disciples could react, Zuo Su flew down directly from the summit and landed with a crash in front of the mountain gate.

With intense anger contained in his eyes, Zuo Su was about to speak, but he noticed the puzzled gazes of the disciples behind him.

They did not know exactly what had happened, only curious as to why the Peak Master had such a strong reaction.

He stared at Ren Yidao, restraining his voice from sounding abnormal, and said slowly:

"What is the meaning of this?"

You brought him here, are you trying to humiliate me!!?

A terrifying pressure surged toward Ren Yidao, causing the ground around his body to begin to sink slightly.

But Ren Yidao seemed not to notice any abnormality and bowed solemnly to Zuo Su.

Then, he pulled over the head-lowered Zhang Zongrui and made him lift his head to look at Zuo Su.

Zuo Su:!!!

Ren Yidao said:

"I have come to ask for your forgiveness."

When Zhang Zongrui lifted his head, Zuo Su did not recognize him for a moment.

Because those eyes were too clear, just like an innocent child.

"Senior Uncle Zuo, Senior Brother Zhang was harmed by villains in this attack and lost his past memories; he only remembers things from before he came up the mountain."

Watching Zuo Su's gradually uncontrollable expression, Ren Yidao gently pushed Zhang Zongrui's back.

He said:

"I ask that you might take Senior Brother Zhang as your disciple once again."

What Ren Yidao said afterward, Zuo Su could no longer hear clearly.

He only looked at the uneasy Zhang Zongrui, watching him ignorantly kneel toward him and bow respectfully.

Zuo Su remembered the words he had said back then:

"From now on, you shall be called Zong Rui; I hope you can become an auspicious sign for the sect."

Flowers have days to bloom again; people can be young once more.