Song Hengjiang sighed. "Now that things have come to this, there is nothing to say."
'Zhuang Chengqian' said hatefully, "I am sorry to Wanxi, the Zhuang Family is also sorry to the Song Family. If I were to see this today, I would rather have died at the hands of the White Bone Sect back then, body and soul destroyed! "
Song Hengjiang lowered his eyes and hid the sorrow within. "Since you have already reincarnated, it is only a matter of time before you return to your past cultivation. Just discipline Gao Xian in the future. He is Wanxi's grandson after all, his nature shouldn't be too bad. "
"If Wanxi was still here, Mingqi would not have died, Gao Xian would not be like this …" 'Zhuang Chengqian's eyes were red, and his voice was bitter. "It is all my fault for not taking care of Wanxi and giving the White Bone Sect a chance."
Song Hengjiang turned to look at Song Wanxi whose eyes were closed. "No matter how much you say, Wanxi will not come back."
Because of Song Wanxi's death, of course he had resentment towards Zhuang Chengqian. But there was no hatred. After all, the culprit was the White Bone Sect, and the enemy behind them was the White Bone God. In the past, he and Zhuang Chengqian were close brothers.
Also, looking at the present situation objectively, Zhuang Chengqian's resurrection should be a good thing for him and the Qingjiang Water Clan.
Zhuang Gaoxian and his officials clearly did not respect the Qingjiang Water Clan, and his body could not hold on for much longer. He had always been worried about the future of the Qingjiang Water Clan.
If Zhuang Chengqian could return to his peak and regain power … then the Qingjiang Water Clan's future would be hopeful again. After all, in Zhuang Chengqian's era, the human and water clans had always lived as equals within the borders of Zhuang.
No matter how Zhuang Chengqian treated outsiders, no matter how cold he was, he had always been respectful to him. He had true feelings for Song Wanxi, and had always maintained respect for the water clans.
He would never forget Zhuang Chengqian's fury and madness when he faced the White Bone God.
Even in Zhuang Gaoxian's era, when Zhuang Ting's attitude was completely different, he had never blamed Zhuang Chengqian. After all, he was already dead, and it was normal for his government to disappear.
Now that Zhuang Chengqian had returned, after he left, Zhuang Chengqian could take care of the young and energetic Song Qingyue.
Because of these reasons, Song Hengjiang's resentment was not deep.
He only blurted out this sentence. Worried that he would agitate Zhuang Chengqian, he immediately changed the subject. "I've been using the Waterborne Glazed Coffin to seal Wanxi's Devil Qi. How did you open her seal?"
He didn't suspect how Song Wanxi and Zhuang Chengqian had started fighting. Song Wanxi, who had already lost her memories and intelligence, attacked a stranger.
"It was only after I entered the Devil's Den that I learned that you were the one who lured Wanxi into the Devil's Den, allowing her to survive."
"Zhuang Chengqian" slowly explained, "Coincidentally, I know of a secret technique that allows me to use another soul to help her enter the demonic path. Return her memories and consciousness. After so many years, the cause of her death has already dissipated. Then, there is a chance to use the Netherworld Candle to transfer her memories and consciousness … "
There was nothing special about his voice, but it naturally had the power to bewitch people.
The wrinkles on Song Hengjiang's face trembled. He was excited. "You mean, Wan Xi can be revived?"
'Zhuang Chengqian' said bitterly, "It's just a possibility. Just now, I was trying to replace her in the Devil's Den. If Wanxi can be revived, I don't mind becoming a Devil. I'm willing to die. But … "
He understood Song Hengjiang too well. He knew his sworn brother's personality too well. He knew his weaknesses too well. So he knew how to influence a person's choice too well.
"But what?" Song Hengjiang could not hide the urgency in his voice.
"But my cultivation is too weak now, and my soul is incomplete. I can't replace her in the Devil's Den. Just now, after I unsealed her, I was careless and was almost killed by her. I could only think of a way to seal her again. Then, you came … "
Every person had many choices in their life. Left or right, sometimes, it was a completely different life.
Song Hengjiang asked directly, "What kind of soul can replace her in the Devil's Den?"
"At the very least, it has to be the Primordial Spirit Sea, and the Primordial Spirit guarding the Temple of Accumulation. Because Wanxi's current body already has the possibility of becoming a True Devil. Ordinary souls cannot withstand the invasion of the Devil's Den. "
Opening the Primordial Spirit Sea, and the Primordial Spirit guarding the Temple of Accumulation, was the Divine Advent Realm!
In other words … Song Hengjiang was very suitable.
As expected, Song Hengjiang did not hesitate. He only asked, "Can I?"
"How can I!"
'Zhuang Chengqian' flatly refused. His tone was as firm as a blade. "Big Brother, you are the master of Clear River. You are related to the clan. How can you take such a risk!"
His words were sincere. "Wait until I recover the God's Arrival Realm and nourish my soul. Then I can do this on my own."
"How long will it take for you to recover the God's Arrival Realm?" Song Hengjiang asked.
"With this body's talent, at most twenty years …" 'Zhuang Chengqian' gritted his teeth. "At least ten years!"
Coming out of his battle stance, the aged Song Hengjiang shook his head and sighed. "I'm afraid I can't wait ten years."
'Zhuang Chengqian' was unwilling. "Or we can think of a way to capture another God's Arrival cultivator. For Wanxi, it is worth paying some infamy."
"Who are we arresting?" Song Hengjiang retorted, "Which God's Advent cultivator isn't a famous person? If the news is leaked and someone comes knocking on our door, the Water Clan is weak to begin with, and Wanxi has a devil body. Can she still live? Even Qingyue and Qingzhi will be implicated. "
He sighed deeply. "I don't have many years left to live. If I can save Wanxi with my remaining life, that would be best. In the future, with you two taking care of Clear River's Water Clan, I can rest assured. "
'Zhuang Chengqian' actually choked. "Big Brother … what should I do, what should I do …"
"No need to act like a child." Song Hengjiang waved his hand and said resolutely, "Just tell me how confident you are in this secret method."
'Zhuang Chengqian' wiped away his tears and gritted his teeth. "If we use someone else's soul, considering the other person's struggle, perhaps there is only a thirty percent chance. But if Big Brother is willing to cooperate … there is a sixty percent chance! "
He did not say a hundred percent because that was simply unrealistic.
Song Hengjiang gently closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was already very calm.
"It's enough," he said.
In the depths of the First Inner Mansion, Jiang Wang was already stunned.
Was Zhuang Chengqian going to use his mouth to kill Song Hengjiang?
He was one hundred percent sure that Zhuang Chengqian was lying again. Previously, before Zhuang Chengqian's identity was exposed, he had tried to trick him into becoming a devil for Song Wanxi. However, the excuse at that time was to help Jiang Wang become a true devil and give him the power to take revenge.
From this, it could be seen that Zhuang Chengqian was used to manipulating people and always targeted the weakness in the depths of their hearts.
However, he had always been wary of Jiang Yan so he did not fall for it.
However, Song Hengjiang clearly trusted Zhuang Chengqian a lot.
After all, three hundred years ago, during the founding war, Song Hengjiang had helped Zhuang Chengqian risk his life at Lan River and helped the Zhuang Nation conquer the country.
From their conversation just now, in the battle to destroy the White Bone Path, Song Hengjiang and Zhuang Chengqian worked together to fight the White Bone God and were left with irreversible injuries.
Of course, Song Wanxi was one of the reasons, but he truly did not hold anything back with Zhuang Chengqian and treated him like a brother.
Yet now, with a few words from Zhuang Chengqian, Song Hengjiang was prepared to sacrifice himself.
Although it was to save his family, wasn't it also because of his trust in Zhuang Chengqian?
This sounded too absurd and did not seem like the wisdom that the master of 800 Li Qingjiang should have. However, it actually happened.
Sometimes, it was not how clever the lie was, or how stupid the deceived was.
Those who could be deceived were those who opened their hearts for you and were willing to believe in you!
Just like Song Hengjiang to Zhuang Chengqian, just like Jiang Wang to Fang Pengju.
Jiang Wang could not wait any longer. If he waited any longer, Zhuang Chengqian would have already eaten Song Hengjiang clean. He would have lost this variable that could disrupt the chessboard and would die without a doubt!
Therefore, he stopped exploring the depths of the Inner Mansion in search of a breakthrough. He gathered all of his spiritual energy and wrapped it around the seed of divine ability to control the Inner Mansion.
He launched his only counterattack!
The Connecting Heaven Palace stopped at the Isolated Island of Heaven and Earth and was currently occupied by Zhuang Chengqian's spiritual energy.
On the Isolated Island of Heaven and Earth, the ruins of the Cloud Top Immortal Palace began to rumble and move.
Above the Cloud Top Immortal Palace, the first Inner Mansion that was like the sun …
It crashed down!
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PS: Today is the first anniversary of the serialization of the Red Heart Survey … I actually persevered for a year. Many emotions, hard to say for a moment. Thank you to the readers who have always accompanied me. Thank you.
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