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There was another thing that puzzled me greatly. Since he had not lost his power, why had he been injured by Er Ye? With his strength, even if he were physically weak, he shouldn't have been defeated by Er Ye. Was there another reason behind this? Or did his injuries have something to do with my imprisoned parents?
Thinking of this made my heart tighten. I turned to Yao Long, who was also deep in thought, and said, "Yao Long, you don't need to keep an eye on Er Ye anymore. Now that we know the Sun Warrior Leader might have set a larger trap, let's just observe for now. Once I find a way to recover my body, we can make plans. However, there is another matter I need your help with."
"Please," Yao Long replied, coming back to his senses.
"I want you to investigate whether my parents are in danger right now. If they are at risk, please help protect them."
"Not a problem..." Yao Long readily agreed. "I'll find a way to check on their situation right away."
I responded with some concern, "Hurry back as soon as you have any news... I appreciate it."
"Don't mention it. Even in your current state, you're still thinking about protecting us; it's only right that I do this." After saying that, Yao Long turned to leave. Just as he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and rummaged through his belongings before pulling out a booklet. "Shen Xu, this is what you left behind when you fought the King of Hell in the Underworld..."
He walked over and placed the booklet beside me.
I turned to look and saw it was the Sheepskin Book used for recording and eliminating Vengeful Spirits and Evil Ghosts from the mortal realm. I said to him, "Please keep this safe for me. Right now, I'm unable to move at all; having it won't do me any good. I'll come back for it once I'm better."
Yao Long nodded and put the Sheepskin Book back into his possession. "Alright then, I'll be on my way. You take care of yourself." With that, he turned and left the room.
Now alone on the cold and hard stone bed, I tried to connect all the clues in my mind to see if I could uncover any leads.
However, things did not go as planned. The effects of the sedative had not worn off yet, and the surrounding environment became unusually quiet, quickly lulling me into a deep sleep.
In my dreams, I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or if someone was whispering beside me. I vaguely heard hushed conversations that felt incredibly familiar.
I strained to listen closely but could only catch fragments due to my drowsy state.
A somewhat aged male voice said, "Son, I'm sorry... it's all my fault..."
And then a female voice replied, "It's just fate; it's nothing more than fate..."
"Who is it..." I wanted to speak but fell back into a deep slumber before I could form the words.
Time passed, though I couldn't tell how long it had been. The effects of the tranquilizer within me gradually faded, and waves of pain pulled me back into reality.
"It hurts... it really hurts..." I mumbled, groggily opening my eyes to find several candlesticks had appeared in the room, brightening what was once a dim space.
I looked around; there was no one else in the room, and outside, not a sound could be heard, creating an eerie silence.
"Is anyone there?!" I shouted, my voice strained. I wasn't calling out for more tranquilizers due to the pain; rather, I hoped some low-ranking Yang Master would appear so I could extract information about recovering my body from them.
"Hey, is anyone there?" When no one responded, I called out a few more times, but the silence remained unbroken, only my own voice echoing in the room.
"This is strange. Aren't there quite a few people in the Yang Master? Why is it so quiet now? Did something happen?" Just as I pondered this, hurried footsteps approached from outside.
Before long, with a loud bang, the wooden door was flung open violently and crashed against the wall.
Hastily, I turned to look at the entrance and saw Yao Long standing there, panting heavily. "Shen Xu! It's bad... Er Ye has rebelled..."
"What?!" I was taken aback, thinking I had misheard. "What do you mean Er Ye has rebelled?"
Yao Long quickly stepped closer to me and caught his breath. "After obtaining your position, Er Ye gathered many people with four and three dragon tattoos to seize the leader's position."
"What about Sun Warrior Leader?" I pressed on.
Yao Long didn't answer directly but instead urged anxiously, "Now is not the time to worry about others! Let’s get you out of here! The Yang Master will handle their own matters!"
Before he finished speaking, a loud crash echoed as an unknown force smashed into the wall beside the door, sending dust and debris flying everywhere.
Seeing this, Yao Long quickly positioned himself in front of me and raised his Azure Spirit high. He swiftly conjured a deep blue arrow on the bowstring, aiming at the swirling dust.
"Who is it?!" Yao Long demanded.
"It's me! We just met; have you already forgotten?" As the voice spoke, Er Ye emerged from the dust in a black robe trimmed with gold.
"Weren't you planning to seize the leader's position?! What do you want with us? Shen Xu's position has already been taken by you; he's no longer part of the Yang Master!" Yao Long retreated two steps back until he hit the edge of the bed and could go no further.
Er Ye continued to walk toward us slowly and said, "I know you're not part of the Yang Master; I've known from the beginning. I'm just someone who holds grudges. Before taking over as leader, I plan to kill you both as entertainment." With that, he waved his hand.
Five men emerged from the swirling dust, each holding a staff. Among them were both the elderly and the young; the oldest appeared to be in his sixties, while the youngest seemed to be just over twenty. Their attire varied, but each staff was intricately carved with four dragon patterns, indicating that they held a status similar to that of Er Ye, and their strength was certainly formidable.
Seeing this, I realized that with Yao Long's abilities, he would definitely not be a match for them. I gritted my teeth and said behind him, "Yao Long, don't worry about me. You should leave! I don't want to drag you down; Er Ye is here for me."
"Impossible! You know I'm not the type to fear for my life. You saved both my life and Mr. Death's; out of gratitude and reason, I can't leave!" Yao Long replied firmly.
"I'm not asking you to run away!" Since I couldn't persuade him to leave, I thought of another way. "You need to find Shidao and have him come rescue me. Right now, Er Ye won't kill me; I'm still useful to them!"
Before Yao Long could respond, Er Ye in front of us had already grown somewhat impatient. He casually dug at his ear and said, "Oh? Is that so? You may be useful to the former leader, but just because he won't kill you doesn't mean I won't!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling killing intent filled his eyes. He swiftly drew a dagger from his body and hurled it at me with great force.
The speed was so quick that Yao Long didn't even have time to react before the dagger glinted coldly and embedded itself in my arm...
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