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This day was the most unusual day in the entire continent, and also the most peaceful day.

The people of the entire continent had stopped quarrelling endlessly. The business in the tavern had become much less business, and the brothels had become deserted as well.

Although the people in the mortal world didn't know what had happened, the Soul Masters in the upper echelons all obediently stayed at home, and the commoners naturally hid there obediently.

The elderly people suddenly saw their son who hadn't been home for a long time. Their excitement was indescribable. When they saw their son cooking, washing clothes, and washing their feet, they could only express their current feelings with two streams of tears.

His wife finally welcomed him back to his husband, who was wandering outside. His children also saw their father, which was rare. In the entire continent, the families were all enjoying the reunion of their families.

The shy lads no longer missed the opportunity to express themselves out of restraint. On this day, many young female Soul Masters received flowers and gifts from their peers, as well as passionate love letters.

Even the beggars seemed to think that this was a good day. They gathered together, drinking the worst quality liquor, and munching on the meat and bones of the restaurants.

To everyone, this day was even more grand and grand than the traditional New Year on the continent, making everyone happy.

If someone asked them why, the people who knew the answer would tell them that this was a holiday specially set up by the overlord of the continent, Ling Xiao. There was no other reason.

Ling Xiao returned to the Northern Mi Sect alone and personally dug a hole on the other side of her master's grave to bury Li Yuanhuan's corpse.

Then, Ling Xiao buried the earth and set up a tombstone for the new grave: the tomb of her eldest senior brother, Li Yuanhuan.

After doing all this, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged in front of her master Cheng Qiantai and her eldest senior brother Li Yuanhuan's tombstones. Each of them had a row of wine jars placed in front of their tombstones.

Ling Xiao picked up the jar of wine and gulped the rest down, leaving the rest of the jar in front of their tombstone.

"Master, Yu'er has finally brought the Northrest Prefecture to great heights. You can be at ease now."

After saying that, Ling Xiao picked up the jar of wine and poured half a jar into it. "Eldest senior brother, Yuan Chong and I will avenge you. Don't worry …"

At the mention of her eldest senior brother, the tears in Ling Xiao's eyes welled up uncontrollably.

The Eldest Senior Brother could be said to be a perfect person. His thick body gave people a feeling of safety, and his gentle personality made him seem extremely considerate.

Faced with adversaries and difficult situations, the eldest senior brother had never known what it meant to bow his head in submission, what it meant to surrender.

However, such a perfect senior brother of his had such a tragic life. Even Ling Xiao would feel that the world was unfair if he thought about it.

Now, he had just left. He did not even have the time to speak to Ling Xiao.

The regret of life was like this.

Fortunately, Eldest Senior Brother's soul had already fused with Li Yuanchong's soul. As long as Yuan Chong was alive, Eldest Senior Brother would be alive forever.

"Master, eldest apprentice-brother, you said that the disciples of the Northrest Prefecture are not allowed to drink alcohol." Master, eldest apprentice-brother, you said that the disciples of the Northrest Prefecture are not allowed to drink alcohol.

Ling Xiao gave herself another half jar of wine before standing up and slowly sprinkling the remaining wine in front of their tombs. "Master, Eldest Senior Brother, don't blame me for letting you break the rules of the Northern Ember Sect."

"I just think that men should drink, especially with those who care about them. This has nothing to do with rules." After Ling Xiao finished sprinkling the wine, she placed the wine jar back in front of the grave.

It was already the third jar.

At this moment, Ling Xiao, who was not very drunk, suddenly felt a little tipsy and hazy.

The eldest senior brother personally brought him to the small house belonging to the Northern Mimi Sect and explained to him in great detail the basics of cultivation. Before leaving the sect, he even helped Yu'er and himself …

Even though his master had been gone for nearly two years, the benevolent expression of his master, who treated him like a son, was still clearly left in Ling Xiao's dreams. He gave Ling Xiao the first true soul chain that belonged to him, and dispersed all the savings in the Northern Mi Sect to purchase the Soul Chains and Soul Stones for Ling Xiao, as well as to go to Crystal Sea Pavilion to purchase the gifts for Ling Xiao …

Apart from the matter of Mistress, this seemingly unintelligent Master was actually very bright in his heart.

Since Ling Xiao was the successor of the Seven Demons Grandmaster, how could her master not be aware of it?

But his Master never said anything. Since she accepted him as her disciple, she wouldn't care about what happened to her before.

His master only knew that Ling Xiao was his disciple. That alone was enough.

As she thought about it, it was unknown when Ling Xiao had finished drinking all the wine in front of the tombstone.

Looking at the empty rows of wine jars, Ling Xiao placed the last drop of wine from the last jar into her mouth.

Ling Xiao put down the last wine jar and kowtowed three times towards her master's grave.

"Master, eldest senior brother, goodbye." Ling Xiao stood up, wiped the tears from her face, and left.

The figure of Ling Xiao, who was about to leave the Northern Mi Sect under the setting sun, was long and lonely. She was all alone, yet this figure seemed so lonely and lonely …

Elder Qing returned to her Liu Clan and saw her son who had the same bloodline as her, Liu Yue.

"You still won't recognize me." Elder Qing looked at her son with a hint of sadness in her eyes, but also some expectation.

The two of them stood face to face. From the looks of their bodies, they were more or less similar.

Liu Yue didn't say anything for a long time, his expressionless face already explained everything.

"Is that so..." Elder Qing retracted the grief and anticipation in her eyes and returned to the look in her eyes when she first met Ling Xiao.

Since his son didn't recognize him, it didn't matter. He still had the Sect Leader.

For the Sect Leader to accomplish such a great deed that was unprecedented in history and would probably never happen again, Liu Qingtang's entire life would be worth it.

When Elder Qing turned around and took more than a hundred steps, Liu Yue suddenly spoke up from behind him, "I only want a living father. I also hope that my father can live to see me. I don't want to think too much about other things for now."

Elder Qing's body trembled slightly as he understood the meaning behind Liu Yue's words. He didn't turn his head, but only stood at his original position and nodded his head. "It's good that he's alive."

This time, Elder Qing was very determined. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Liu Yue's line of sight.

Liu Yue's eyes flickered with light, but he still resisted the urge to let those two tears flow. At the same time Elder Qing left, he turned around and walked back to the courtyard where he and his sister lived.

Seeing that his sister had regained her calm, Liu Yue's heart was at peace.

"Elder sister, I hope that you will be safe and sound. All of us in the Liu family will be safe and sound …" Liu Yue murmured to his sister.

Although his sister couldn't speak normally right now, Liu Yue could see the concern in her eyes.

"Don't worry, sister, let me protect you. Unless I die, no one will be able to harm you." Liu Yue revealed a resolute expression. His sister actually nodded towards him in understanding.

"Elder sister, you understand what I'm saying now." Liu Yue froze in place.

"Little brother... He had to … "He's alive …"

At this moment, Liu Yue finally understood that his sister had completely recovered.

"He will, he will definitely live."

At the same time, Wang Ze Yuan, who had been in a frenzy all day, suddenly woke up. At the same time, Wang Ze Yuan, who had been in a frenzy all day, suddenly woke up.

"Father..." Wang Ke was stunned and the medicine bowl fell to the ground.

Wang Ze Yuan nodded at Wang Ke. "Ke, it's time."

"Dad, what are you doing?" Seeing that her father was completely awake, Wang Ke could not react in time.

Wang Ze Yuan looked at Wang Ke with a serious expression and said calmly, "Send you to a safe place."

Before Wang Ke could realize what her father had meant, she felt a sharp pain in her head. Her vision went black and she fell face first onto the ground.

"Father... This was … "Why …" This was Wang Ke's last conscious thought. After that, her mind went into a permanent silence.

Wang Ze Yuan held Wang Ke's body in his arms, but his face didn't change at all. "Ke, actually, you should have left this world a long time ago. Father was muddle-headed once, so I can't muddle up a second time."

Afterwards, Wang Ze Yuan brought along Wang Ke's body and disappeared into the small yard where they had lived for months.

With Wang Ze Yuan's departure, that small courtyard eventually turned into a plot of loess. One could no longer see any traces of where anyone had lived.

Outside the Seven Demonic Sect, Ling Xiao looked at Wang Ze Yuan who was hugging Wang Ke's corpse and frowned. "Wang Ze Yuan, what are you doing?"

Facing Ling Xiao in a sober state once again, Wang Ze Yuan no longer had the slightest bit of hatred in his heart.

The moment he woke up, he immediately knew what was going to happen. He also knew that for the past few months, his daughter had played a different role in taking care of him.

In order to prevent himself from going crazy, Wang Ze Yuan killed his own daughter with his own hands.

However, this body was the body of the person he loved the most. He could not bear to see her turn into dust during the calamity, so he brought this body to Ling Xiao.

If there was anyone on the continent who had a better chance of survival, that person would undoubtedly be Ling Xiao.

"Help me preserve her well, and find a safe place to bury her in the future." Wang Ze Yuan said calmly, but Ling Xiao could still feel that his soul seemed to be trembling.

Ling Xiao looked at Wang Ze Yuan viciously and chuckled, "What do you want me to put on her tombstone for you? Beloved daughter, or beloved wife."

Wang Ze Yuan stared angrily at Ling Xiao, "You will die if you don't ask. You decide."

Ling Xiao shrugged her shoulders as though she did not care. "Hall Master Wang Ze, begging isn't a request."

Wang Ze Yuan gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to rush forward and punch Ling Xiao in the face. He said hatefully, "You, even though you have become a big shot now, you still have the same moral character. You can write whatever you want."

Ling Xiao suddenly said seriously, "Since Wang Ke told me the whereabouts of the four seniors of the Hall of Huiyuan Palace, I do have a good idea."

Wang Ze Yuan's eyes lit up: "What good idea."

"Actually, this is very simple." Ling Xiao smiled and said, "It's carved on the tombstone: Wife Luo Qiu Su, Wang Ke's Tomb. How about it?"

Wang Ze Yuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, before slowly saying, "Alright, I'll have to trouble you."

Ling Xiao placed the corpse back into her own space and said with a self-deprecating look, "You're alright. At the very least, I agree to bury your wife and daughter. As for me, I'm not sure if I'll be able to leave an intact corpse."

Wang Ze Yuan had a solemn expression, "Ling Xiao, I guarantee that I will do my best to protect your safety. Although I know that what I'm saying now is just a joke."

Ling Xiao replied back to Wang Ze Yuan with a serious expression, "No, I need everyone's power right now. It's possible that with a tiny bit of power, the situation could be reversed. Perhaps, the person who saved me at the most crucial moment could be you, my former enemy."

(When I wrote about drinking at the grave, I didn't know how touched I was to the readers, but I couldn't help but want to cry.) Cough cough, Nirvana is such an emotional person. You must be joking, the fate soul world is about to come to an end. Next up is the great war, after the great war, there will be another beautiful experience. )

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