Chapter 15: All Lies "What about my sister?" Sang Feng is the person closest to the head of the Sang family. The head of the Sang family was now suppressed by everyone. He could hardly move except for his mouth which was still quibbling. His fragile neck was right in front of Sang Feng, so close that he could easily strangle his throat with just one hand. He couldn't describe how he felt when he saw Sang Ru in Sang Yang's water mirror. He hadn't seen this person for three hundred years. In the past three hundred years, few people mentioned her. Even if they did, they said that she gave up the Sang family and her bright future for a man of unknown origin. But she would never have had any future in the Sang family. Their hypocritical father, on the one hand, tried to seize the inheritance and secrets of other families, and on the other hand, he was obsessed with guarding the Sang family's things, adhering to the principle of passing on the things to males but not females in remote places on earth. Everyone thought that she had eloped with someone, but Sang Feng saw her dead body not long after she left home. The person next to him brought back her body and told him that she and Chu Wen'an encountered an evil cultivator. When he arrived, the evil cultivator had already pierced her chest with a sword. He was powerless to save her, and could only barely save her soul so that she would not be torn apart. At that time, Sang Feng regarded this as a "life-saving straw" and almost obeyed the requests of the head of the Sang family. If he wanted him to lose to Sang Ju, he lost to Sang Ju. If he wanted him to build momentum for Sang Ju, he built momentum for Sang Ju.
It was not until Sang Yang was born that he fell into the pain of losing his wife and the helplessness of being a father for the first time. He slowly came to terms with Sang Ru's death and gradually even showed little goodwill to his father on the surface. He has always known that when a person dies, it is like a light going out. Even if the other person is reincarnated, he or she will no longer be the person in the previous life. The words of the head of the Sang family that he has always kept people's souls in the human world to nurture them are no longer credible, not to mention that the other person is a daughter whom he regards as an abandoned child. But he never thought that this would be the case. After losing his sister, he killed many evil cultivators. He regarded them all as the enemies who killed Sang Ru. He killed them many times with blood-thirsty eyes, just for the slight sense of comfort of revenge when the bright red blood splashed. But even these were fake, and his self-righteous revenge became a joke. Two voices split in Sang Feng's mind. One voice told him that this was not true. How could Sang Ru die in such a painful way? Another voice repeated Sang Yang's words, asking him if he still didn't understand what kind of person the surname Sang was? Asking him if he didn't remember that the other party threatened Qu Shuo to hand over the sword manual with Sang Yue's life? Sang Feng glanced sideways at the eyes of the head of the Sang family. He was so familiar with him that it only took a moment for him to feel the panic and fear that he was trying hard to suppress. After so many years, it turns out that not only was the matter of nourishing the soul a lie, but even the cause of Sang Ru's death was fake. He was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he cried and laughed at the same time: "What do you say? Where is my sister?" Sang Yang stared into the eyes of the head of the Sang family, tears kept rolling down his red eyes, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "You claim to be upright, but you can do such a thing as digging out people's spiritual roots. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. How dare you--" "I told you!" Patriarch Sang interrupted him rudely, "Sang Ru was killed by an evil cultivator. Which father in the world would murder his own daughter?!" He was both terrified and irritated. Feeling desperate about the current situation, he couldn't help but hold on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that the black fog in the secret realm would engulf everyone and this terrifying and enchanting story would have no further developments. In this world, apart from him and Sang Ju, there is no third person who knows about this matter. "Such a big hat--" He looked up at the elders who were always paying attention to his movements, and forced a smile on his lips that were trembling slightly due to panic, "You can't just put the blame on me because of Qin Ling's unfounded story." The head of the Sang family tried to raise the corners of his mouth and glanced at Sang Yang who was questioning in the secret realm and trying to meet his gaze: "So the little girl said it was true?" He was clearly anxious, but he had to pretend to be content. Even though his performance was clumsy and full of mistakes, he still did not forget to use this appearance to mock the person who suppressed him the most: "Or is it because this girl is from the Sun Moon Sect, so everything she said is right? Do you, the Sun Moon Sect, want to turn the human world into a one-man show in front of so many elders?" His intention to sow discord could not be more obvious. Sang Feng, who was closest to him, found his faint embarrassment amusing, but at the same time, with a mixture of self-blame and regret, he wished he could kill him on the spot to avenge his sister, even if he would be branded as a patricide from then on. Unfortunately, while he was suppressing the head of the Sang family, Song Hui also used a bit of his spiritual power to suppress him when he was about to take action. Sang Feng and the head of the Sang family looked at Song Lian almost at the same time.
Song Lian had already left the seat that the Xuantian Sect leader had arranged for him. He leaned casually against the railing and looked up at Jiang Yu, who was silent and thinking about something in the water mirror. He didn't even glance at the head of the Sang family. He just smiled and said, "What the head of the Sang family said is really a big hat. What is the truth? Why don't we finish reading this story first?" What a coincidence, as soon as he finished speaking, the black fog in the water mirror that was only within the barrier suddenly broke through the barrier and headed straight for a group of people outside the yard. Jiang Yu and his companions were the first to be hit. Once they entered the secret realm, they were all under Qin Ling's rules. No one knew what this suddenly appearing black fog was, and what kind of test it would bring to them when it attacked them. Wei Xu's eyebrows jumped violently, and he subconsciously pulled Jiang Yu behind him, blindfolded her, and held her in his arms. Everyone's eyes went dark, but no one felt any actual attack. Jiang Yu was startled for a moment, then opened his eyes again and saw from Wei Xu's fingers that they were still in the Sang Mansion. Wei Xu felt uncomfortable because of her fluttering eyelashes, and was being stared at by the three people opposite him. His expression froze for a moment, and he pretended to put down his hands naturally, took a half step back, and put a slight distance between himself and Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu was blindfolded just now, so he didn't see Yuan Heng and the others looking at them, so he didn't feel anything. After leaving Wei Xu's arms, he still turned around and grinned at him, saying in a delicate voice: "Thank you, Master Wei." Wei Xu couldn't stand her pretentious tone, and frowned: "Speak properly." Jiang Yu bent his eyes and shook his head, then turned around and began to look around. The strong wind dissipated, and the dark sky that indicated that heavy rain was about to fall turned into a bright sunny day. Only they and Yuan Heng were left from the previous group of people. But this courtyard is a familiar place. It was Sang Yue and Qu Shuo's courtyard. Jiang Yu had met Yuan Heng here not long ago and had intentionally teased him. They gathered together, but before they could figure out what was going on, the gate of the confined courtyard was suddenly pushed open. Jiang Yu looked up and saw a strange face and a somewhat familiar expression. The same bad intentions, the same aggressiveness, the same direct disregard for them and passing through their bodies. Jiang Yu poked Wei Xu beside him and said, "Who is this? He looks exactly like the guy surnamed Sang." (End of this chapter)