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Wei Ning watched in disbelief as the usually arrogant Wei Xian Gui knelt before him, causing him to momentarily question the truth of Wei Xian Gui's words.
He glanced at his grandfather, but Wei Qiuxi continued to glare at Wei Xian Gui with resentment, speaking in a low voice, "So you poisoned my mother for this god-making plan of yours?"
Wei Xian Gui shook his head. "The Nine Sons Filial to Their Mother was originally meant to deal with Wei Xianjun's three avatars. Unfortunately, it was destroyed by this child, Mistaken Identity..." His tone was filled with regret.
Wei Qiuxi nodded. "If that's the case, there’s nothing more to say between us. I may not be able to kill you today, but one day, even if I become a Vengeful Spirit, I will feast on your flesh day and night!" Though his tone was calm, it could not hide the intense killing intent behind it.
Wei Xian Gui shouted back, "Wei Qiuxi, you foolish pig! Don't you understand that death is like a light going out? Even if Wei Xianjun was powerful in life, after death, his three avatars are merely spiritual remnants. Once they encounter human malice, they too become Vengeful Spirits. Do you really think you can control them? In the end, you'll suffer just like that friend of Wei Ning's and be backfired upon."
Wei Ning thought of the half-destroyed Wu Haozi and felt a wave of sorrow wash over him. Suddenly he said, "Wei Xian Gui, this is your plan alone; did you never consider that I might disagree?"
Wei Xian Gui's expression suddenly stiffened, his face shifting between emotions before he broke into a knowing smile. "You won't disagree. No one in this world can resist the temptation of becoming a 'god.' Just think about it—if you become a 'god,' you'll have enough power to retrieve Qiqi. Then you two will truly be a pair of celestial lovers. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Hearing this from Wei Xian Gui made Wei Ning's heart race. It was clear that Wei Xian Gui understood him well and had grasped his thoughts tightly. Wei Xian Gui continued with a smile, "The Taiping Sect has had figures like Yin Changsheng and Zhang Daoling ascend to the heavens one after another, leaving their mortal forms behind. Although my Zhu You School has produced many talents over the ages, none have reached such heights. Wei Ning, this is an immense fortune for you; would you really give it up?"
Wei Ning replied coldly, "Indeed."
"Then let me show you the taste of power. In this world, strength represents everything. With strength comes dignity. Let me refine you."
With that, Wei Xian Gui unleashed a talisman from his hand. Instantly, dust and debris swirled around them, stinging Wei Ning and Wei Qiuxi's eyes and making it hard for them to see. Amidst the chaos, they heard Wei Xian Gui's laughter echoing: "Wei Ning, I will erase your memories of these past three years and wait until the right moment arrives to restore them all at once. When you feel your power surging exponentially, human nature will always seek comfort over hardship. You will forget the pain of these three years of cultivation and quickly become addicted to it; I don't believe you won't be greedy!"
In an instant, Wei Xian Gui appeared like a specter behind Wei Ning, pressing down on his spirit. White light burst forth from Wei Ning's spiritual core as he felt his mental essence condense intensely in his mind—vivid images flitted through his consciousness like butterflies dancing through flowers.
Within Wei Xian Gui's million Yin Spirit formation for Soul Refinement, all the hardships endured during his cultivation journey surfaced in Wei Ning's mind—the spells he had painstakingly mastered and the exhilaration experienced during soul travels across Three Mountains and Five Peaks—all culminated in the image of Ding Ying’s face: a blend of anger and joy as she slowly shed her garments and walked towards him gracefully like blooming lotus flowers…
Wei Ning's heart jolted as he slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, he felt as if every part of his body had undergone a profound transformation. This change was inexplicable, as if the entire world lay beneath his feet, granting him the power to reshape it.
This sensation was familiar to Wei Ning; the last time he experienced something similar was in the ancestral tomb of the Wei Family.
Wei Xian Gui had already distanced himself from Wei Ning with a few swift movements, his voice echoing back: "Wei Zi, use your abilities to eliminate everyone you find displeasing. They are merely ants on your path to progress. Go kill, go kill, go kill! Qiqi is on Phoenix Mountain; wipe out everyone there! Hahaha... I have my own matters to attend to, but I will return for you in six months. Peng Bai'er, I'm coming for you—return my eyes, return my eyes..."
The wailing of the Vengeful Spirit lingered in the air.
With a flash of brilliance from his Yin-Yang Eye, Wei Ning became engulfed in a murderous aura. What Wei Xian Gui had released was not just the seal that bound him for three years; he had also bestowed upon Wei Ning an endless rage.
Wei Qiuxi watched his grandson and couldn't help but sigh. Wei Xian Gui was not only meticulous and strategic but also exceptionally skilled in psychological manipulation. He had intentionally taught Wei Ning Dao Techniques while sealing away his memories until just moments ago. This was meant to ensure that after experiencing helplessness in losing Qiqi at Cave God Cave and facing Xu Suwen in battle—only to be defeated by the female corpse—Wei Ning would feel a series of blows and setbacks. Suddenly gaining immense power would be like a desperate gambler who not only recovers all their losses in one game but also wins back several times their original stake.
At that moment, all this gambler could think about was winning even more.
This mindset was precisely what Wei Xian Gui aimed to instill.
Wei Qiuxi sighed inwardly; at this point, Wei Ning was no longer someone he could control. Whether he could overcome this inner demon depended solely on his own understanding and resolve.
Wei Ning glanced at his grandfather and said calmly, "Grandfather, I am going to Phoenix Mountain."
Wei Qiuxi looked at this grandson who felt both familiar and strange, remaining silent for a long time before finally exhaling deeply. "Have you made up your mind?"
Wei Ning nodded firmly. "I must save Qiqi. Regardless of whether what Wei Xian Gui said is true or false, I have to try."
Wei Qiuxi nodded and said, "Take care of yourself. Some things, your grandfather can help you with, but the demons in your heart can only be overcome by you."
Wei Ning replied, "Grandfather, please take good care of yourself. I'm leaving now."
With that, she descended the mountain alone, leaving behind her grandfather, who was gravely injured from saving Wei Ning.
After Wei Ning left, Wei Qiuxi finally spat out a mouthful of blood that he had been suppressing for a long time...
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