"This object is the True Word Bell. Once I shake it, if you speak falsely... you will feel the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows. Say it again yourself..."
Ding ding ding~
Shaking the bell, there is a dignity that makes one afraid to lie.
"Damn! Isnât this the trick Iâm best at?"
Yang Genshuo muttered, but quickly started finding a way for Yang Zhu to counter it.
He must withstand this ordeal, or otherwise... his secrets would be exposed by Gongyang Lan.
The series of events made Yang Genshuo certain... Gongyang Lan is merely guessing, maybe even bluffing to scare Yang Zhu; she isnât sure if Yang Zhu belongs to their group.
Moreover... Gongyang Lan is definitely not a good person.
Since entering her space, she never once looked straight at Miduoâs body, seemingly unconcerned with her soul damage or its cure, only continuously questioning Yang Zhu.
The pressure is increasing.
Evidently, sheâs trying to get something from Yang Zhu...
What does Yang Zhu have?
Immortal Mushroom!
Should she seize it... the consequences would be unthinkable.
Merely snatching a Rushing Mushroom made Yang Zhu suffer immensely, pulling out the one embedded in Yang Zhuâs heart could directly kill him.
"Though the Mushroom Spiritâs taming is simple, once bound to a person... it forms a symbiotic relationship. If it dies, it will cause immense harm to the host."
"We must find a way to make Yang Zhu leave here! The Gongyang Family... are not good people."
As Yang Genshuo was searching through numerous talents for one to help Yang Zhu out of the predicament... Yang Zhu himself stubbornly stood firm against the high-grade magic treasureâs bell, repeating his words.
"I forgot what happened before coming here... I donât remember."
Nothing happened, the bell had no effect on Yang Zhu.
It seemed as if he spoke the truth.
But Yang Genshuo knew... it was just made-up.
"Whatâs going on..."
At this time, his eyes saw Yang Zhu now had a status of Holy Word.
Holy Word: The words spoken make others believe, and the speaker deeply believes as well... Light is the courage to believe everything.
Yang Zhuâs exclusive magic technique.
Learned from the Light Element Technique inherent in the Light Child.
Since Yang Genshuo met Yang Zhu, he has never used this technique.
At this moment, he could resist the probe of a Divinity Transformation Realm magic treasure.
"Impressive... A Light Warrior indeed, this skill not being used as a con man is a pity."
But at the thought of a con man... Yang Genshuo couldnât help but remember that hell joke.
The priest devoutly prays: "Demon, leave this childâs body now!"
Demon: "You leave first!"
Over here, Gongyang Lan saw Yang Zhu unaffected, and discarded her suspicions, gazing at Yang Zhu with more exploration.
"An outsider... was able to reach our Gongyang Familyâs territory, these peculiar mushrooms... there must be a special meaning behind it."
"Letâs go, take me to where you found him."
Gongyang Lan stood up, as did Gongyang Zisu and Gongyang Zhiruo to lead the way.
But Yang Zhu remained unmoving.
He bit his lip and asked, "Please... save my mother first, Iâll cooperate with anything you want to know."
Gongyang Lan sneered but, considering Yang Zhuâs current usefulness, couldnât outright refuse.
"Repairing soul wounds is extremely challenging and time-consuming. When we return... I will employ magic for your mother, letâs go, donât waste your motherâs time."
Gongyang Lan still refused to act.
Yang Zhu might not discern whether Gongyang Lan spoke truthfully, but he has his ancestor.
"Sheâs definitely deceiving you; her micro-expression betrayed her... she doesnât care about your life or death."
Yang Genshuo, who previously fought in society for years, excelled at reading expressions; Gongyang Lan was definitely fooling Yang Zhu, acting blatantly.
Yang Genshuo was amazed, that a high cultivation Great Cultivator couldnât even control her micro-expressions.
But on second thought... from Gongyang Lanâs perspective, someone like Yang Zhu, a mere little cultivator, isnât worth her respect. What does her disdain matter?
Like when Yang Genshuo went to some service center, encountering staff who were terrible at talking, with low emotional intelligence, their words would infuriate anyone.
But spending a day observing, heâd discover these rude, rigid staff are eloquent and effortless when speaking to their superiors, showing the level of civil service exam prowess.
Their abilities enable them to treat others better and solve problems better, but... they wouldnât expend time and effort on ordinary people.
Three words: No need.
Just like Gongyang Lan, does she need to show Yang Zhu the image of a kind, understanding elder?
Absolutely not.
Yang Zhuâs companion, in her hands, was as insignificant as an ant, killed without care.
This is the condescension from high above.
Even her lies were spoken with disdain.
Yang Zhuâs heart was ice cold to the extreme, hoping for goodwill, to think his mother would be rescued... only to meet a cunning wolf.
She wants to take everything Yang Zhu possesses.
Yang Zhu looked rigidly, gazed at his mother, feeling heâd let her down...
âMother, I failed to take care of you...â
What becomes of him matters not, but in the end, he couldnât awaken his beloved mother, nor return home...
"Donât worry... I have a way, maybe it can help you escape..."
A voice from the ancestor echoed through his divine sense.
It made Yang Zhuâs heart tremble!
Gongyang Lan saw Yang Zhu not moving, frowned, ready to forcibly seize him.
Yang Zhu spoke: "That place is strange... before going, let me carry my mother back inside to rest, here... Iâm not at ease."
"Haha~ you do have filial piety... fine, leave your mother here in my mansion, rest assured, when we return, Zisu, take her to the servantâs quarters."
"Iâll do it myself."
Yang Zhu carried the much taller Miduo, walking step by step towards the servant quarters.
Behind him, Gongyang Lan merely watched, saying nothing more.
Gongyang Zisu sidled closer.
"Grandmother, wouldnât he do something behind our backs? He seems unhappy..."
"Haha~ in my Divinity Transformation Realm masterâs mansion, a Qi Refining Stage cultivator wants to run? Zisu, Zisu... are you belittling me or the Divinity Transformation Realm?"
Her divine sense envelops the entire family, extending beyond, even if Yang Zhu burrowed hundreds of miles underground, she could pinpoint him instantly; thatâs the confidence of the strong.
And currently, she wouldnât provoke the child Yang Zhu any longer.
After all, it seems he deeply cares about his mother.
Gongyang Zhiruo asked innocently: "So Grandmother, does healing his mother take a lot of time?"
"Why should I heal his mother? Whatâs in it for us? This child harbors big secrets... he canât contain them himself, after our investigation, if no clues arise, waking his mother later wonât be too late."
"Huh? Is that so... I thought..."
Gongyang Zhiruo truly thought Grandmother would help treat Yang Zhuâs mother.
Unexpectedly, Grandmother was fixated on Yang Zhuâs origin.
While the three waited... suddenly a white light flashed from the servantâs quarters!
The serene Gongyang Lanâs eyes widened sharply.
Boom!
Gongyang Zhiruo and Gongyang Zisu blinked, Gongyang Lan had already appeared in the servantâs quarters.
Inside, empty, void of people.
Gongyang Lanâs face turned black as she shouted: "Space... magic!"
"Impossible! How could a Qi Refining Stage cultivator possibly grasp space magic!"
"Even if itâs space magic... how could anyone escape from me!"
Though she canât manipulate space magic, her realm and cultivation could easily disrupt it.
She couldnât imagine Yang Zhu having any chance to escape!
With 1226 years of experience, she absolutely couldnât believe such an event would occur!
Yet... it did.
Gongyang Zisu and Gongyang Zhiruo were stunned, looking at their furious grandmother, both retracting their necks.
Despite fear, Gongyang Zhiruo suddenly felt a bit relieved...
Since, in the beginning, she merely wished to help that child.