Yun Yang shuddered and said, "Thank you."
Mi Kongqun quivered, blood dripping from his mouth and nose as he said, "There aren't many people from the Hall of Autumn in Yutang because this is Supreme Lord Spring Frost's territory … This is all I know, I've told you …"
"With Supreme Cloud's ability, it's more than enough to deal with them. You're a man blessed by heaven, heaven always blesses the kind. Now, I believe it …"
Mi Kongqun's body grew more and more hunched, his voice breaking, "Right … be careful … there's a saber in the sky …"
"There's a saber in the sky?" Yun Yang asked subconsciously, stunned.
However, Mi Kongqun was close to losing consciousness. His blood was almost drained. "I beg you … after I die, chop my lower body into pieces … I beg you …"
Yun Yang sighed. Mi Kongqun was already at the stage of death, everything he did was murmur instinctively.
Suddenly, Mi Kongqun sat up from his slumped position. His eyes were wide open but his pupils were dilated. It was as if he had used the last of his strength to say hurriedly, "Tell my wife Leng Yue that I regret it so much, I regret it so much … I regret it so much … I regret …"
He did not manage to utter the last word of regret. His body straightened and slumped down.
There was no more sound. He had breathed his last.
However, regret and guilt could still be seen in his pupils that had lost their light. He leaned against the bed with his eyes wide open, motionless.
Yun Yang left without a sound.
Only Mi Kongqun's minced body was left in the room.
Yun Yang had followed his last wish and chopped his lower body into pieces between his waist and crotch, leaving his upper body intact.
As a bystander and a man as well, he could completely understand Mi Kongqun's thoughts when he was dying.
Cultivating a unique cultivation method had become a fact; there was no turning back. What else could he do if he did not move forward?
There was only one path he could take, even if he knew that the road ahead was darker. However, as he walked further and further, there was no light in his heart. How could he not be touched? How could his heart not be stirred?
In fact, it was only when Mi Kongqun mentioned that the cultivation method was ten times faster than the average cultivation method that Yun Yang decided to risk his deific consciousness interference to probe further for clues from the Four Seasons Tower's other members.
Mi Kongqun had been cultivating for so many years and had cultivated such a shocking cultivation method, but he had only cultivated to the eighth peak pinnacle. There was a reason for that.
If one's cultivation base progressed rapidly, one would at least reach the ninth peak after forty to fifty years of hard work, even if one could not reach the martial artist's shackles of Tenth Perfection. However, Mi Kongqun had stopped at the pinnacle of the eighth heaven. It was obvious that he was haunted by his inner demons.
The devil in his heart, coupled with his hatred, had long buried a huge threat. Otherwise, Mi Kongqun's foundation would never be shaken by a few words from Yun Yang.
Before he died, he would rather have his body crushed than to live in this world with an incomplete body. This was proof of how much Mi Kongqun regretted this!
Yun Yang's gaze was deep. His gains from this trip had far exceeded his expectations.
Minister of the Imperial Household Jiang Zhong, Shen Yushi, Yang Botao, and the number one person under the Grand Commandant of the Ministry of Military Affairs …
Yun Yang did not feel much joy; it was more of shock and surprise that felt like a tsunami.
If it had only been Minister of the Imperial Household Jiang Zhong, Shen Yushi, and Yang Botao, it would have been fine. After all, with Mi Kongqun, the minister of the Imperial Household, as a comparison, it was not much of a surprise. However, the number one person under the Grand Commandant of the Ministry of Military Affairs … it made Yun Yang shudder!
The two old marshals, Qiu Jianhan and Leng Daoyin, belonged to the Ministry of Military Affairs, but they had long transcended the unique existence of the Ministry of Military Affairs. The Grand Commandant of the Ministry of Military was old and frail, having one foot in the grave. He had long let go of his duty and entrusted it to someone he had acknowledged as his successor.
In other words, the entire military affairs of Yutang's Ministry of Military Affairs were now in the hands of the acknowledged successor.
If that person was really from the Four Seasons Tower, the consequences would be unimaginable and difficult to deal with.
"No matter what, I've managed to uncover a few more people, and they're rather important ones too," Yun Yang thought to himself. Then, he floated away.
"Mi Kongqun, I shall complete your request for you."
The Mi Family's alley in Tiantang City.
Yun Yang flew over in his human form, looking down from midair at the huge house in the Mi Residence's alley.
The structure of the huge house was different from the rest, occupying an exceptionally wide area. There was a pavilion built on the roof, looking out of place.
At this moment, there was a person sitting alone in the pavilion. He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.
He did not move for a long time.
Under the moonlight, the silhouette's white hair could be seen; her eyes were murky and her face was lined with wrinkles. Her body was hunched as well. She was thin, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind.
She was an old woman with one foot in the grave.
She was an old woman.
The old woman hugged her knees, her body curled up as if she was cold. The night breeze blew, lifting her sleeves and fluttering her gray hair …
Yun Yang suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness.
He suddenly recalled that when he had just entered the palace and met Mi Kongqun, the latter had been leaning against the window, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.
Her actions, her expression, and her eyes were extremely similar to the old woman's. They were practically the same, and there was no difference between them.
Yun Yang suddenly knew who this old woman was.
This was probably Mi Kongqun's wife, Leng Yue.
It was already half past midnight, the weather in November.
The night breeze was chilly.
The old woman sat there, but no one came to console her. It was obvious that the old woman's habit had long been known by her family. Knowing that it was useless to console her, they would not waste their breath in vain.
The wind howled.
Yun Yang landed soundlessly, still masked and dressed in black.
The old woman saw Yun Yang descend from the sky but her gaze was calm and indifferent, as if she did not see anything.
After a glance, she turned around and continued to gaze at the bright moon in the sky, her thoughts focused.
She was completely indifferent to the sudden appearance of a mysterious and powerful stranger.
She was either too careless or … her heart was dead!
"Is it Lady Leng Yue?" Yun Yang asked softly.
The old woman's body suddenly trembled, and she faintly said, "Did he ask you to come?"
Yun Yang was stunned.
The old woman's gaze was equally distant as she said, "It has been many years since someone called my name."
Yun Yang said in relief, "That's right. It was Keeper Mi who asked me to come. "
The old woman sighed softly and said, "Where is he? Why didn't he come himself? "
Yun Yang answered, "Mi Kongqun is already dead."
There was a strange change in the old woman's expression. Her gaze seemed to freeze for a moment before she slowly turned her head. Her eyes were fixed on Yun Yang's face amidst her fluttering white hair.
"I did kill him." Yun Yang said, "But before he died, he asked me to do something. I promised him. "
The old woman nodded slowly and said, "It was you who killed him."
There was a sudden silence.
What surprised Yun Yang was that the old woman was not sad or resentful towards him after knowing about Mi Kongqun's death. There was only silence!
After a long time, the old woman said, "After so many years, he is finally free …"
There was no hatred, no resentment, not even curiosity in her words. She did not even ask about what Mi Kongqun had asked of Yun Yang.
As she spoke, however, her calm and indifferent face was already covered in tears.
They fell one by one.
In spite of this, her voice was still calm.
"You killed him. I should hate you."
The old woman's faint voice rang in the air, "But … I only want to thank you now. Thank you for helping him to be free. He has suffered. He has suffered for fifty-three years, seven months, and five days … "
Yun Yang's heart skipped a beat.
Fifty-three years, seven months, and five days.
She had actually calculated it so clearly!
Yun Yang gently placed a large parcel in front of the old woman and said, "This is Mi Kongqun's lifetime savings. Not only are there plenty of rare treasures in it, but there are also banknotes worth millions …"
Mi Kongqun's lifetime savings were not insignificant. The millions of banknotes were only a small part of it. The treasures were the truly valuable items. If they were sold, the sum would be an astronomical figure.
In spite of this, the old woman's eyes did not even move; she only stared at the bright moon in the sky.
Tears trickled down her cheeks slowly, as if she did not see the massive amount of wealth placed before her.
Yun Yang extended his hand. "Mi Kongqun has specifically asked me to return the jade pendant he hung on his chest to you …"
In his palm, a crescent-shaped jade pendant shone with a chilling glow under the moonlight.
The old woman turned her head abruptly, her dry eyes glowing with an unprecedented radiance as she stared unblinkingly at the crescent-shaped jade pendant in Yun Yang's hand.
Her body suddenly trembled violently.
She covered her mouth tightly with one hand as she trembled violently, tears streaming down her cheeks like pearls from a broken necklace. When Yun Yang passed it to her, she gripped it tightly and suddenly sobbed, "Brother Qun …"
Yun Yang sighed deeply and said, "He asked me to tell you …"
The old woman gripped the jade pendant tightly in her palm and lifted her head to look at Yun Yang seriously. "What?"
"He said, 'I regret it, but there's no turning back. I really want to watch the moon with her once, just like back then. "
Yun Yang's voice was slow and his tone was calm, but the glow in the old woman's eyes was even brighter.
Yun Yang could even feel a sense of happiness from the old woman's gaze.
All these years of waiting had not been in vain after all.
His infatuation had finally received a response.
However, this response came too late.
"His last words were … to tell my wife, Leng Yue, that I regret it so much, I regret it so much …"
Yun Yang dutifully repeated every word that Mi Kongqun had said before his death to the old woman before him.
He knew that this pitiful old woman had waited her entire life for these few words. If he had skimped on a few words to save trouble, it would be an extremely cruel thing for this old woman.
"Do you regret it?"
"Do you regret it when a lifetime has passed just like that? Do you regret it when you've had it and missed it? Do you regret it when you've loved each other but you can only part heartlessly? "
The old woman chuckled bitterly. "You regret it but I don't!"
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