Published: February 26, 2025
Tan Yun was about to speak when he suddenly thought of something and said, “Before I say anything, you all...”
“Tan Yun, whose consent do we need? Tell me... wuwu...” Li Shiyin wept.
Tan Yun glanced at the already tearful Mu Zhen and Bai Xuanyi, saying, “Shiyin, Mu Zhen's father is the Blood God, who was killed by your parents back then.”
“And also, Bai Xuanyi's real name is Jingyi, her ancestor is Jingyan, who was raised by me. Jingyan treated your mother like a sister, yet your mother personally killed him.”
Upon hearing this, Li Shiyin was stunned and looked at Lingxia, crying out, “Mother, is what Tan Yun said true? Did you kill Mu Zhen's father and Jingyi's ancestor?”
Before Lingxia could respond, Mu Zhen trembled, tears streaming down her face, and said sharply, “Of course it’s true!”
“Lingxia, if it weren't for Tan Yun, I would truly want to tear you into a thousand pieces right now!”
“You killed my father and took me as your disciple. You think you can make up for it in my eyes, but to me, this is a humiliation!”
“I actually acknowledged the murderer of my father as my master for so many years…”
At this point, Mu Zhen was so angry she could no longer speak, turning her head to avoid looking at Lingxia, fearing that if she looked at her again, she would lose control and kill her!
At the same time, she was aware of the bond between Tan Yun and Li Shiyin and did not want to put Tan Yun in a difficult position. So, with tears in her eyes, she said, “Tan Yun, I will listen to you. I can let her live a little longer, but she must die!”
“Otherwise, I cannot face my father!”
Upon hearing this, Tan Yun took a deep breath and nodded.
Lingxia looked at Mu Zhen's back and spoke, “I'm sorry.”
“I don't need you to say sorry!” Mu Zhen retorted without turning back, “Does saying sorry mean anything? My father will never live again!”
“I don’t want to talk to you; don’t say anything more!”
At this moment, Li Shiyin kneeled on the ground, turned her body, and looked at Jingyi, bowing her head, “Jingyi…”
Before Li Shiyin could finish her sentence, Jingyi, with tears in her eyes, said, “You don’t need to say anymore. What my ancestor meant is what I mean.”
In Jingyi's heart, Tan Yun was the reincarnation of her ancestor.
“Thank you!” After Li Shiyin bowed to Jingyi, she looked at Tan Yun and choked out, “Tan Yun, what do you mean when you say to let my parents live a little longer?”
At this moment, Lingxia and the High Deity of Chaos also looked at Tan Yun.
Tan Yun took a deep breath and said, “Deprive their cultivation level, seal the spirit pool, reduce them to mortals, and let them experience the suffering of the mortal realm, living out their remaining years together.”
“Shiyin, this is already my biggest concession. If it weren’t for you, they would have surely been unable to seek life and would not be able to die!”
Hearing Tan Yun's decision, Shen Subing felt relieved. Although she hated Lingxia, whenever she saw Lingxia, images of her childhood always resurfaced in her mind.
At that moment, Shen Subing's heart softened!
Li Shiyin's tears blurred her vision as she looked at Tan Yun and choked out, “Thank you.”
“Daughter, why are you thanking him?” The High Deity of Chaos roared, “The victor is king, and the loser is a bandit. I lost; kill me or a thousand cuts, do as you wish!”
“Enough, Father!” Li Shimin, who had been silent, glared with red eyes and said, “If you're wrong, can’t you accompany my mother in old age in the future?”
Faced with Li Shimin's reprimand, the High Deity of Chaos fell silent.
“Get up.” Tan Yun stepped forward to help Li Shiyin and Li Shimin up.
Li Shimin looked at Tan Yun coldly and said, “Tan Yun, although what you did is your bottom line, I still won’t be grateful to you. From now on, we will sever all ties.”
“But don’t worry, I will never take revenge on you in this lifetime.”