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Listening to his words, Widow Zhou smiled faintly, like a pale and gentle flower. But as she smiled, tears began to flow from her eyes once more.
The child rushed into her embrace, holding her tightly.
“Mother, they all say you killed someone, but I don’t believe it. I just taught them a lesson.”
“They are bad people.”
“Yes, they are bad people. This world is so harsh. I thought that sending you to cultivate would change our fate, but it turns out it was all in vain.”
He couldn’t understand everything; he only knew one thing. If they couldn’t clear his mother’s name, they would kill her. His eyes turned red with anxiety.
“Mother, they are all framing you. What should we do?”
Widow Zhou cupped his small face in her hands, her voice soft yet firm.
“Sometimes it is like this; some people deliberately want to frame you. How could they listen to your grievances?”
“They want to tarnish my name. They’ve already spoken their lies and forged evidence. How can I clear my name?”
“Even if I could clear my name, they wouldn’t give us the chance to speak out.”
He rubbed his eyes and immediately got up. “I’ll go find the immortal now. With him here, those people wouldn’t dare to speak recklessly.”
“The immortal is very powerful; he will definitely know who is telling the truth and who is lying.”
As Qi Xiao prepared to leave, he found Wang Lang standing at the entrance of the corridor as soon as he stepped out of the cell.
The twisted expression on Wang Lang’s youthful face was hard to conceal as he chuckled.
“You want to leave? You won’t be able to escape!”
Widow Zhou immediately struggled to get up, and Qi Xiao turned back to help her.
She tightly grasped his arm, shielding him behind her.
Her gaze was filled with fury as she looked at Wang Lang and the man behind him, Mr. Wang.
“He’s just a child who knows nothing!”
Wang Lang sneered. “But he took my place and blocked my path; he deserves to die!”
A hint of panic flashed across Widow Zhou’s resolute face. “What do you want to do?”
“Hehe, what do I want to do?
If you commit suicide out of guilt, this fool will go mad upon seeing your corpse and hurt the innocent. The officials will join forces to execute him—doesn’t that sound good?”
Widow Zhou’s eyes widened in horror as fear washed over her face. She couldn’t help but plead.
"I can take him away. We promise we will never show up here again."
Wang Lang's voice was cold. "That's not enough. What if you change your mind after leaving and go to the immortal to complain?"
"You all must die for me to feel at ease! Get to it!"
A burly warrior raised his wolf-toothed club and swung it toward them. The widow, Mrs. Zhou, turned and tightly embraced Qi Xiao. Her body trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, collapsing weakly against Qi Xiao.
She forced her mouth open and whispered, "Run... quickly."
Qi Xiao stared in shock at the scene before him, an unprecedented rage surging within his heart.
Why? They had done nothing wrong. Why were these people so intent on exterminating them? Why?
He raised his hand, and suddenly, a violent wind swept through the cell, howling incessantly. Everyone was thrown off balance, but in the next moment, another gust of wind surged forth to counter it.
Unfortunately, it was too weak.
In less than three seconds, a stronger and fiercer wind erupted, sending Wang Lang flying. This wind was laced with countless blades that forced the crowd to flee in panic, cries of despair echoing around them.
Those who were slow to escape found themselves caught by a blade that sliced through their throats, leaving them breathless.
His vision turned red with rage; he felt there was no longer any need to hold back.
Qi Xiao was engulfed in a powerful hatred; one word consumed his mind: kill.
He wanted to eliminate every single one of them!
"Enough! How many more do you need to kill before you stop?"
A gentle surge of spiritual power swept through, instantly dissipating the wild winds without a trace.
The Wang father and son fled in disarray behind the immortal, pleading for help.
"Immortal! This Qi Xiao has gone mad; he kills anyone he sees! Please eliminate him quickly!"
Qi Xiao gritted his teeth, wanting to remove those two obstacles from his path. However, he found himself completely immobilized as if invisible hands were binding him to the ground.
The immortal looked at him with disappointment. "You have accumulated so much killing karma; how will you seek immortality in the future?"
"I know about your mother’s situation, but death cannot be reversed. You must consider your own future as well. You have killed too many people already; if you continue down this path of slaughter, you may find yourself forever estranged from the way of the immortals."
"I advise you to turn back while you still can; do not cling stubbornly to this path or risk losing yourself."
"But that was my mother!"
"I don’t want to pursue immortality anymore; I just want to kill them!"
He had initially sought the immortal's guidance for his mother's sake, but now she was dead while her murderer still lived.
And for the sake of some so-called immortal path, he couldn't even take action?
If seeking immortality meant he couldn't avenge his mother, then that path was not worth pursuing!
A rumble of thunder echoed as dark clouds rolled in from the distance. The Wang father and son looked up in terror, trembling as they hid behind the immortal.
The immortal's expression was grim. "Qi Xiao, have you thought it over?"
Qi Xiao's face was filled with sorrow and rage. He fixed his gaze on the Wang family, wishing he could tear them apart. "I've thought about it. If cultivating means severing my humanity and allowing the murderer of my mother to roam free, then this path is not worth pursuing!"
Another clap of thunder struck, illuminating the area with a blinding white light that seemed to shine directly above them.
The immortal sighed deeply, disappointment etched across his face. "Stubborn and unrepentant, you are beyond saving. From now on, you are no longer my disciple."
Qi Xiao paused, gritting his teeth. "Then please step aside, immortal. Let me kill them."
The Wang father and son were horrified. Wang Yuanwai clutched at the immortal's robe, pleading desperately. "Immortal, our Wang family has offered you many treasures; you can't abandon us!"
"Yes, Master," the son chimed in. "Qi Xiao may no longer be your disciple, but I am still your disciple! Are you really going to watch this brat kill me?"
The immortal closed his eyes tightly, hesitating for a long moment. He recalled the various tributes the Wang family had presented him and finally sighed softly. "As long as I am here, you cannot harm the Wang family."
The Wang father and son were overjoyed, nodding vigorously. "Immortal is righteous! Immortal is righteous! Quickly deal with this villain and avenge the innocent lives lost!"
"Master, kill him quickly! You have given him such an opportunity, yet he shows no gratitude and even wishes to oppose you! He truly knows no bounds! Please, Master, kill him!"
Voices clamored around them.
The immortal felt a pang of reluctance as he coldly regarded Qi Xiao. "The celestial arts you wield were taught by me. No matter how talented you are, you will never surpass me. If you wish to fight me, it will only lead to your demise."
"Qi Xiao," he continued, "if you stop now, I can still spare your life."
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