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"I'll go with you!" Bai Tang had already decided to help the boy and would not let him take risks alone.
"No need!" The boy quickly waved his hand. The person had already saved him once; how could he let them accompany him into danger again?
"Aren't you eager to see your family? I can get you to your grandfather's house in no time."
The boy was tempted, his face turning red as he shyly said to Bai Tang, "Thank you, I appreciate it!"
"It's no trouble at all. Let's go!" With that, Bai Tang pulled the boy out of the house. The boy was startled by the unfamiliar surroundings.
"This isn't inside the base, is it?"
"Of course not!" Bai Tang replied. "The four mercenaries who tied you up are still at the base. I didn't want you to run into them, so I took you away overnight. This is a residential house not far from the base. I've cleared out all the zombies around here; it's very safe!"
The boy was filled with admiration and gratitude. "Thank you! You must be a powerful Ability User!"
Bai Tang chuckled, "Not really!"
Suddenly, a longsword appeared in mid-air, its blade extending to about ten feet long. Bai Tang jumped onto the sword and waved at the boy, "Come on up!"
The boy stared wide-eyed at the woman on the longsword, feeling like a puppet! Mom, there’s something wrong with my eyes; someone give me a shot!
"What are you dazing for? Get up here!" Bai Tang extended her right hand toward the boy.
He rubbed his eyes, realizing that this fantastical scene was indeed real and not just an illusion.
"Sword Control Technique! Are you using Sword Control Technique? Are you a Cultivator?" The boy asked excitedly. Yi Qian spent most of his time lying in bed, relying on the internet and watching videos to pass the time, so he was quite familiar with concepts like crossing over, reincarnation, cultivation, and magic worlds.
Bai Tang chuckled, feeling that this boy finally had the youthful energy that matched his age.
"That's right, I am a Cultivator! I have my eye on you and want to take you as my disciple. Will you agree?"
A huge surprise struck the boy, knocking him out of his senses. His reaction was not one of joy but rather a bewildered expression as he asked, "You want to take me as your disciple? Why? I'm not outstanding at all, and my health is very poor; I might not even live past twenty. Are you sure you want to take me?"
Bai Tang looked down at the boy and patted his head, explaining, "The reason your health is poor is that there is a treasure from the Cultivation world inside you. This treasure can release spiritual energy, which is a great boon for a Cultivator, but an ordinary person cannot withstand it. If you don't follow me in Cultivation, you indeed won't live for two years. However, if you follow me in Cultivation, not only can you live to be a hundred years old, but you might also live for hundreds or even thousands of years!"
The boy gaped in disbelief. There was something inside him? How could he not know? Even ultrasound and X-rays had never revealed it!
"But I've been sick since birth!"
"That means that when you were born, that thing entered your body!"
The boy furrowed his brows. "Is there really something inside me? What does it look like?"
"It's a Milky White Pearl with small rosy dots the size of mung beans!" Bai Tang replied.
"Eh?" The boy exclaimed in surprise. "I have a memory of that pearl!"
"Oh?" Bai Tang looked at the boy curiously.
The boy recalled and said, "That pearl was a gift from my grandfather to my mother. She loved it very much and lost it after I was born. My mother was sad for a while; I didn't expect it ended up inside me!"
"This pearl is a magical artifact with spirit; it can choose its master automatically. It must have thought you were the most suitable person and chose you, but it caused you trouble!" Bai Tang paused and said, "Boy, you still haven't answered whether you'll be my disciple!"
Hearing this, Yi Qian suddenly felt weak in his legs and knelt down. "Master!" He then imitated the bowing ceremony from television and bowed his head to Bai Tang.
Bai Tang waved his right hand to help the boy up and then grabbed him, lifting him onto the giant sword.
"My good disciple, once we settle down, I will teach you the methods of Cultivation! Now let's go find your mother and grandparents!"
Hearing Bai Tang mention his mother and Grandparents, Yi Qian's mind immediately shifted: "Master, my grandfather's address is here. Please take me to my grandfather's house to find them!"
It was too late! As Bai Tang had anticipated, Yi Qian's mother and Grandparents had already met with misfortune. The two discovered the graves of the three in the courtyard. The young man knelt before the graves of his mother and Grandparents, weeping bitterly, while Bai Tang stood quietly beside him. When the young man could no longer bear the sorrow and fainted, Bai Tang revived him.
"Young man, this is not the time for you to grieve; you still have important matters to attend to!"
Yi Qian, with swollen red eyes, turned blankly towards Bai Tang, not understanding what he meant: "What important matters?"
"Your mother and grandmother were buried by someone. Do you think that during the apocalypse, when everyone is looking out for themselves, who would do such a thing?"
"Uncle!" Yi Qian blurted out.
"That's right! The most likely person to have buried your mother and them is your uncle. He might already know what your father has done to your family. Do you think your uncle would go seek revenge on your father?"
"Of course he would!" Yi Qian exclaimed in shock, anxiously grabbing Bai Tang's arm. "Master, we need to hurry and stop my uncle. He can't possibly take on Yi Lao San and those people alone!"
"Don't panic; I'll take you there right now!" Bai Tang summoned a flying sword and took the young man to the hideout of the Yi Family. They were fortunate to find the young man's uncle, Zhuang Nianchen, just outside the hideout. Zhuang Nianchen believed that his parents, sister, and nephew were all dead and had come seeking revenge with a determination to die. He had a bomb strapped around his waist, planning to blow up the entire Yi Family hideout into ruins. Upon learning of his decision, Yi Qian broke out in a cold sweat from fear. Thankfully, Master had reminded him to find his uncle quickly; otherwise, an irreparable tragedy would have occurred. His mother and others were already gone; he couldn't let his only uncle be harmed again!
Seeing his nephew safe and sound, Zhuang Nianchen's anger and hatred diminished somewhat as he regained his composure.
"Thank goodness you're alright!" Zhuang Nianchen said as he embraced his nephew, tears welling in his eyes.
"Uncle!" Yi Qian sniffled. "It was Master who saved me; otherwise, I wouldn't have had the chance to find you!"
Zhuang Nianchen looked in surprise at the girl standing beside his nephew, who was only a few years older: "Your master?"
"Yes!" Yi Qian said as he pulled away from Zhuang Nianchen's embrace and took his hand to recount his experiences and the matter of the beads.
Upon hearing that Bai Tang was a cultivator, Zhuang Nianchen was merely surprised for a moment; after all, in this apocalyptic world, what strange things could one not accept?
"Thank you for saving my nephew! From now on, he will rely on you for care."
Bai Tang smiled slightly: "The Master leads the way, but cultivation depends on the individual. I see great potential in Yi Qian and will teach him the techniques, but to become strong, he must rely on himself!"
"Master, I will work hard!" Yi Qian said, clenching his fist in a gesture of encouragement.
"Qian is my sister's only child; no matter what, please take care of him!" Zhuang Nianchen said earnestly.
Bai Tang did not respond, staring blankly at Zhuang Nianchen, making him feel uneasy and divert his gaze.
"You entrust your sister's only child to me, and then you can go seek revenge against the Yi Family without any worries?"
With his thoughts exposed, Zhuang Nianchen could not refute. Meanwhile, Yi Qian hugged Zhuang Nianchen tightly and anxiously said, "Uncle, don't go. Don't sacrifice your life for those scoundrels!"
Zhuang Nianchen sighed and reached out to pat the boy's head: "Qian! The Yi Family killed my parents and sister; I cannot coexist with them. I must avenge my parents and sister!"
After capturing the Zhuang Family, Yi Lao San had no intention of letting them live. He could even push his own biological child to death; how could he care about the lives of his ex-wife and former in-laws? The Zhuang Family was injected with an overdose of drugs by Yi Lao San's men and thrown back to the Zhuang family's old residence. The three members of the Zhuang family died before the apocalypse broke out. But this was also good; they did not suffer and did not become the monsters that everyone hated and feared.
Bai Tang chuckled lightly: "You are not the only one with a grudge against the Yi Family; just watch from the sidelines. The downfall of the Yi Family is imminent."
"What do you mean?" Zhuang Nianchen asked in confusion.
Bai Tang turned to Yi Qian: "You don't mind if I disclose Yi Lao San's whereabouts to those four who captured you, do you?"
Yi Qian asked in surprise, "Master, when did you tell those four people about Yi Lao San's whereabouts?"
Bai Tang pretended to be profound: "Of course it was after I met you."
The methods of cultivators are numerous and mysterious, so Yi Qian did not ask further. Zhuang Nianchen harbored deep resentment towards those who had captured and tortured his nephew: "How much enmity do they have with the Yi Family?"
"Very deep hatred! They came from the Orphanage and have strong feelings for the Orphanage and the teachers and children inside. Yi Lao San crazily had the Orphanage blown up, killing hundreds of children and teachers there. Those four people hate Yi Lao San to the bone. They captured me to seek revenge."
"Hundreds of orphans? Yi Lao San is worse than a beast!" Zhuang Nianchen's hatred for Yi Lao San grew even stronger, and correspondingly, his negative feelings towards the four lessened somewhat.
"Forget it, I'll give the chance for revenge to those four!" Zhuang Nianchen sighed. Three against hundreds; the hatred of those four was greater. Of course, he wouldn't mind collecting some interest when those four took their revenge.
"Uncle!" The boy clung to Zhuang Nianchen's arm, finally feeling relieved.
Bai Tang took out three bottles of water, distributing them to Yi Qian and Zhuang Nianchen, then sat down under a nearby tree. "Let's wait and see the show!"
The four Mercenaries were still quite fast. After waiting for a while, they finally arrived outside the Yi Family Headquarters.
"Very clever plan! Although I can't agree with it!" Bai Tang commented.
The four did not come alone; behind them was a large number of Zombies chasing after them. It was foreseeable that the Yi Family's stronghold would surely become a paradise for Zombies.
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