Chapter 1229

"You're too serious, Grandmaster." Ximen Wudi knew the old man must have some unspeakable secret, so he did not take it to heart.

"Grandmaster, do you happen to know me?"

Hearing this, the old man immediately burst into tears.

"How could Grandmaster dare forget his Master!" The old man fell to his knees and kowtowed respectfully.

Ximen Wudi's heart stirred; he guessed that the Master the old man spoke of was very likely his father.

"Grandmaster, please rise quickly, there's no need for this." Ximen Wudi hurriedly helped the old man up, his eyes stinging, nearly shedding tears.

"After so many years, I've finally seen Grandmaster again, wuwa—"

The old man suddenly wailed loudly, his cries of grief utterly heart-wrenching.

"Grandmaster, please don't cry for now. Tell your disciple what exactly is going on." Ximen Wudi comforted him.

The old man composed himself slightly, then wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and recounted the whole story in detail.

"So that's how it is." After hearing the old man's account, Ximen Wudi suddenly understood, and at the same time a thick surge of hatred rose in his heart.

"Father, I'm unfilial, I've dragged you down. But don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!" Ximen Wudi clenched his fists and swore silently.

"Little Muddy Immortal, I know your magical power is formidable, you will definitely avenge my Master. I beg you, please save my family. My daughter-in-law is dead, boohoo…" Having said that, the old man grabbed Ximen Wudi's legs and began wailing loudly.

"Damn, what rotten luck!" Ximen Wudi rolled his eyes, torn between laughter and tears by the old man.

Still, seeing the old man's expression of such grief, Ximen Wudi's heart was still very sad.

"Sigh." Ximen Wudi sighed softly, crouched down, and helped the old man to his feet.

"What's your name?"

"Your disciple is Yang Qingshan."

"Qingshan, where is your son? Take me to see him."

"Mm!"

Ximen Wudi and Yang Qingshan went out the door. After walking for a while, Ximen Wudi's footsteps came to a halt.

He saw, in front of a crooked-necked tree, a charred corpse lying across the ground.

The charred corpse had already rotted into a pile of ashes, leaving only a bundle of tattered clothing.

And the owner of the clothing had no head left; a huge hole had been torn open between the chest and belly, with the intestines exposed.

Ximen Wudi's brows knit slightly, and a surge of fury leapt up within him.

Although he did not know why Yang Qingshan's son had died, the fact that a mere human could do something so cruel clearly meant it was the work of cultivating an evil art.

"Your son must have been killed by someone from the Demon Race, right?" Ximen Wudi turned his head and asked.

"Yes." Yang Qingshan's eyes brimmed with hot tears as he answered sorrowfully.

"Grandmaster, you say my son was killed by the Demon Race?" Hearing Ximen Wudi's words, Yang Qingshan was stunned.

"Yes, I witnessed with my own eyes the Demon Race's ferocity and viciousness. Your son must have had his heart ripped out and his flesh and blood drained dry."

"Ah? How could this be, how could this be!" Yang Qingshan seemed to receive a tremendous shock; his vision went black, and he plopped down onto the ground.

"Qingshan, please accept my condolences." Ximen Wudi sighed, at a loss for what to say.

"Little Muddy Immortal, I beg you, help me destroy that fierce beast of the Demon Race and avenge my son!" Yang Qingshan suddenly scrambled to his feet and grabbed the hem of Ximen Wudi's pants.

"Don't worry, leave this matter to me." Ximen Wudi patted Yang Qingshan on the shoulder, his tone resolute.

Yang Qingshan was overjoyed at once, and hurriedly knelt down to kowtow in gratitude to Xie En.

After Ximen Wudi told him to get up, he headed toward the village.

"Little Muddy Immortal!" The moment Ximen Wudi took a step, a call suddenly rang out from behind.

"Who's there!" Ximen Wudi turned his head to look, and his eyes lit up at once. He saw a beautiful young married woman, still charming and alluring, with a seductive appearance and an explosively hot figure, playfully winking at Ximen Wudi.

"This girl is really pretty." Ximen Wudi secretly praised her in his heart.

Seeing Ximen Wudi staring at her, the young woman gave a coquettish hmph.

"What are you looking at? Keep looking and big sister will eat you up!"

Pfft~

"Hehe, fun. This is the first time I've met such an interesting girl, prettier than any movie actress!" A faint smile curled at Ximen Wudi's lips as he teased the young woman.

"You… hmph, smooth-talking rascal."

"Hehe, you caught me!" Ximen Wudi was a bit embarrassed.

"Heehee…" The young woman covered her mouth and giggled, then suddenly remembered something; a blush rose on her face and she shyly lowered her head.

Seeing this, Ximen Wudi was stunned and hurriedly took two steps back.

"Missy, don't get the wrong idea, I'm a normal man, I don't like your type."

"Bah~" The young woman shot Ximen Wudi a look, then suddenly thrust out her proud, voluptuous chest.

"If you like it, take it."

"Uh…" Ximen Wudi's eyes immediately went wide, his face full of astonishment.

Damn, what kind of routine is this? Has bro run into this familiar routine again?

"You… you're not planning to seduce me and then take the chance to kill me and silence me, are you?" Ximen Wudi said warily.

"Bah! A dog biting Lü Dongbin, unable to recognize a good person's heart!" The young woman immediately pouted angrily.

"I'm telling you, if you don't believe me then forget it. Anyway, I'm telling the truth." The young woman said sulkily, puffing her cheeks.

Hearing this, Ximen Wudi raised an eyebrow and couldn't help feeling a bit interested.

"How can you be sure I'm not your prey?" Ximen Wudi said with deep meaning.

"Ha, I'm not stupid. You're a formidable expert; even if you're not from the Immortal Realm, you're certainly no ordinary person. If I tried to rob you of money or lust, I'd probably be dead long ago."

The young woman's words made Ximen Wudi laugh helplessly — this girl was quite clever, even knowing to rob the rich to help the poor.

However, from the looks of it, she probably didn't know she was a cultivator.

"Miss, where in this world are there so many immortals? Mortals only need to live their lives steadily — why chase after illusory, ethereal fairy realms?" Ximen Wudi advised.

"Sigh…" Unexpectedly, the young woman let out a faint, melancholy sigh.

"My father once said that the greatest difference between those who cultivate immortality and ordinary people is that they possess eternal lifespans. But even with the longest lifespan, one cannot escape the cycle of the Heavenly Dao."

Hearing these words, Ximen Wudi felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart, as though something had touched his own hidden worries.

"The longer we live, the more tragic our deaths. So I'd rather live an unremarkable life, only hoping my parents can spend their twilight years in peace and happiness."

"What a pity… sigh!"

After the young woman finished speaking, another silence fell. Ximen Wudi had wanted to continue asking, but seeing her sorrowful and lonely appearance, he gave up the thought.

Those words were spoken so movingly that anyone hearing them couldn't help but feel heartache.

"Perhaps this is the only thing worth cherishing in her memory." Ximen Wudi shook his head slightly, reached for his phone, and dialed Wang Xiaoyun's number.

"Hello, Xiaoyun, I'm near your place — come find me quickly!" After the call connected, Ximen Wudi said urgently.

"Just stand there and don't move!" Wang Xiaoyun said, then hung up.

"This girl has even learned to act cute and throw tantrums." Ximen Wudi smiled wryly and put away his phone.

"Senior, how come you're here?" At that moment, Yang Qingshan ran up and asked in confusion.

"Oh, it's nothing." Ximen Wudi waved his hand.

"I'm leaving."

"Where are you going? Let me see you off." Yang Qingshan said with an earnest face.

"No need. I still need to stop by your home — I have a favor to ask of you." Ximen Wudi said.

"A favor? Whatever it is, Senior, just say the word!"

"Take me there first." Ximen Wudi pointed at a small town not far away.

The two entered the town. Yang Qingshan led Ximen Wudi to Yang Family Village, into an ancient, solemn courtyard residence.

"Brother Qingshan, you're back." A servant at the door greeted Yang Qingshan respectfully.

"Mm, where are my parents?"

"Resting inside. Go call them."