Demon Ridge's Demon Palace's back mountain, halfway up the mountain, Zhao Xiongge sat on the edge of the cliff, enjoying the mountain breeze. He held a wine jug and drank slowly, looking at the strange beams of light that occasionally seeped through the dark clouds.
A figure descended from the sky and landed at the entrance of the cave. His long hair fluttered in the wind. It was Wu Chang.
Zhao Xiongge didn't turn his head and said while drinking, "I'm here."
Wu Chang: "Didn't you want to see me?"
Zhao Xiongge: "You are one of the Nine Saints, so obedient. I told you to come, so you came."
Looking at the pitch-black cave, then looking at the sloppy man at the edge of the cliff, Wu Chang said coldly, "In any case, you are the man that the Saintess has taken a fancy to, the Devil Cult will not mistreat you. Is there no place for you in the Devil Palace? Why do you have to make yourself look so poor? "
Zhao Xiongge sighed: "I have no choice. Who knows how many spies you have in the Demon Palace. It is more comfortable to live alone." He drank a mouthful of wine and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He hiccupped: "The thing is in my hands!"
Wu Chang's eyes shook. He stared at his back and said Slowly: "I knew the thing was in your hands. Why? You finally thought it through and are willing to hand it over? "
Zhao Xiongge reached out and patted the ground: "Come, come and sit."
Wu Chang didn't move. He looked down from above, not knowing what this person was doing.
Zhao Xiongge looked back and laughed: "How many times have you used the threat of the Saint to torment me? I am not afraid of you. Is there any meaning in putting on airs in front of me? There is no one else here. Come and drink with me. "
Wu Chang's eyes were cold, but he finally moved. He walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down. He also hung his legs outside and looked at the light in front of him: "You are quite good at choosing a place. I didn't expect the scenery here to be so good."
Zhao Xiongge: "You have lived here for so many years. It is not that you have not seen such scenery before. It is just that you have never sat down and looked at it like this. You can't see the beauty, can't distinguish right from wrong, and are even heartless. You only care about moving forward. Is there any meaning in living? "
Wu Chang: "I am meat on the chopping block. Is that beauty? If I did not stand up, the Demon Sect would have been wiped out long ago. How could it survive until now? What is right and what is wrong? Now, no matter what kind of scenery it is, I can look at it if I want to, and I won't look at it if I don't want to. Do you think there's any meaning to me? "
Zhao Xiongge: "You are also a person who grew up with the moral principles of this world. It's not like you jumped out from a crack in a rock. You killed the Holy Maiden, murdered your adoptive father, and massacred your fellow disciples. Don't you feel any guilt?"
A deep look flashed in Wu Chang's eyes. "I'm not here to accompany you to talk about the principles of life. Hand over the Demonic Book, and I will allow you to be free and unfettered. If you are afraid that I will go back on my words, just tell me whatever guarantee you want! "
Zhao Xiongge handed over the wine gourd. "Try it. It's not bad."
Wu Chang blocked it with his hand. "Drink it slowly."
Zhao Xiongge teased, "Why? Are you afraid that I'll poison you?" Finally making a decision, he relaxed and even wanted to take the opportunity to have some fun.
Wu Chang flipped his palm. Pa! The wine gourd on Zhao Xiongge's hand instantly exploded in the air, and the wine spilled down the cliff, but the fragrance of the wine overflowed.
The thing that fell down the cliff after his finger broke gave a warning. "If you just called me here to play around, the price will be very painful."
Zhao Xiongge suddenly turned back and asked, "Are you really omnipotent?"
Wu Chang: "What do you want?"
Zhao Xiongge suddenly sighed melancholically. "Help me save someone."
"Save someone?" Wu Chang was a little surprised. "Save who?"
Zhao Xiongge: "My son!"
"…" Wu Chang was obviously stunned. He really thought that he had heard wrongly. He asked again, "Who?"
Zhao Xiongge looked askance at him. "My son!" In his heart, he cursed, Niu Youdao, you bastard!
Wu Chang's expression and reaction were indescribable. Even though he was one of the Nine Sages who was used to seeing scenes, he could not suppress his burning curiosity. "Who is your son?"
Zhao Xiongge: "Yuan Gang!"
"…" Wu Chang's expression suddenly became interesting. It was actually this person's son? Was it true? He had previously suspected that Yuan Gang was related to this person. Could it be true?
He repeatedly looked him up and down, as if trying to see through Zhao Xiongge.
Seeing that he was speechless for a long time, Zhao Xiongge said, "I'll ask you one thing. Can you do it?"
This was not something that could be done. Wu Chang was surprised and doubtful. "Zhao Xiongge, are you kidding me? How could he be your son?"
Zhao Xiongge: "Why is it impossible? Do I have to report this kind of thing to you in advance?"
Wu Chang stared at him. "The age doesn't match! How many years has it been since the Holy Virgin died? "
Zhao Xiongge: "It's not me and the Holy Virgin's. Drinking …" He stared at the wine stains left by the broken wine gourd in his hand. "Sometimes it does make mistakes."
Wu Chang was cautious. "Your son was raised in a small mountain village?"
Zhao Xiongge: "Isn't it because you forced me? Do you think I dare to take it out and let you know? Later, when I saw him slowly grow up, I finally made a decision to place him in the Shangqing Sect. At that time, I entrusted him to Dongguo Haoran. Who knew that Dongguo Haoran could not escape safely. His serious injury was caused by your people, right? "
Wu Chang did not admit or deny it. He just stared at him.
Zhao Xiongge glanced at him and continued. "Why do you think Dongguo Haoran suddenly went to Little Temple Village to accept Niu Youdao as his disciple? Dongguo Haoran rushed to Little Temple Village and originally wanted to find Yuan Gang, but Little Temple Village just happened to be plundered by officials and bandits. The lucky survivors of the massacre were nowhere to be found, and Dongguo Haoran was heavily injured, so he didn't have the energy to continue searching. Coincidentally, he met Niu Youdao, and Niu Youdao went to the High Clarity Sect. "
"I wanted to entrust Yuan Gang to Tang Mu, but who knew that something happened to Tang Mu. There are some things that, other than Dongguo Haoran and Tang Mu, it is not good to let other people in the Shangqing Sect know, so this matter will be put aside for now. "
"Why do you think Niu Youdao brought Yuan Gang out? Why didn't he bring anyone else but Yuan Gang? Why did he treat Yuan Gang like a brother? That was also my order to Niu Youdao. Why did I help Thatched Cottage Villa later? It was also because of this. "
It was reasonable. Although Wu Chang did not say anything, he felt that some of his doubts were solved.
But not all of his doubts were solved. He asked, "Did Yuan Gang's strange thwart training come from the Demonic Book?"
Zhao Xiongge shook his head. "The Demonic Book is full of evil methods. How could I teach it to my own son? Most importantly, Yuan Gang is not suitable for cultivation, and there are some things that he cannot cultivate. The thwart training he practiced came from a set of mortal body strengthening techniques that I saw from the Saintess. "
"Something happened to the Shang Qing Sect and both of my senior brothers died. It was no longer convenient to entrust the Shang Qing Sect. Therefore, I hid my identity and found him. I taught him the Physiognomy Kung Fu as a passerby. Originally, I hoped that he would be able to strengthen his body and have more ability to protect himself. I didn't think that he would be able to practice something unexpected."
Slowly, Wu Chang's eyes focused. Since he had set up a trap against Niu Youdao, he naturally knew some of the situations of Niu Youdao and Yuan Gang.
According to some of the information he had, Dongguo Haoran was indeed seriously injured. Xiaomiao Village had no choice but to accept Niu Youdao, and that mountain village boy brought the corpse to the Shangqing Sect alone. It could be seen that Dongguo Haoran had no choice but to do so.
And Xiaomiao Village had indeed been ransacked by officials and bandits before Dongguo Haoran arrived.
There was also Yuan Gang. It was indeed after Niu Youdao went to the Shangqing Sect that he began to change. He actually became enlightened and began to practice body-strengthening techniques. It turned out that Zhao Xiongge was behind this.
No wonder he did not hesitate to expose his relationship with Niu Youdao to help the Thatched Cottage Villa deal with the crisis. In the end, it was all for his son.
Little did he know that this was all carefully woven by Niu Youdao for Zhao Xiongge.
Who was Niu Youdao? Someone who could suddenly rise to power was not to be trifled with. There would not be any loopholes in the carefully woven story. It would definitely be useful.
Zhao Xiongge's words were full of helplessness, but his heart was really helpless. He did not know how many times he had cursed Niu Youdao, but he actually had a son just like that!
Wu Chang's heart was suddenly cheerful, but he did not let it go. "The Saintess is dead, and Niu Youdao is also dead. You found two people who are dead and can't testify. How can I believe you?"
Zhao Xiongge said, "What else is there to testify for? I have already said this much. Don't you know what I want to do? "
Wu Chang tried to ask, "You want to exchange the Demonic Book?"
Zhao Xiongge looked back at him with a firm gaze. He said word by word, "Save my son, and I will give you the Demonic Book. Is that okay?"
Wu Chang was silent and looked into the distance.
If it was any other time, it would definitely not be a problem. But now, it was difficult for him to agree. It would have been better if he had said it earlier. Now that Yuan Gang had killed Lu Wushuang's disciple, and the Nine Sages had reached an agreement, how could he save him?
Of course, he also knew that if it was any other time, if Yuan Gang had not done this, Zhao Xiongge would not have asked him for help, and he would not have known this secret.
After pondering for a while, he turned back. "I have to confirm the authenticity of the Demonic Book first."
Zhao Xiongge shook his head. "Wu Chang, we have known each other for so many years. What good are you? Do you think I will believe your nonsense? Don't worry, unless what the Saintess gave me is fake. In short, as long as you save people, what I give you will definitely be given to me by the Saintess. With your strength and power, if you can save people, you can kill people. How can you not know if it is real or fake when you get it? I don't need to play any tricks with you! "
Wu Chang simply made it clear. "This matter is not easy. Your son killed Lu Wushuang's disciple and is now under joint custody …" As he said this, he could not help but look Zhao Xiongge up and down again.
Needless to say, the father and son did not look alike, but their personalities were really similar.
Back then, Zhao Xiongge was tortured and refused to confess. Now, Yuan Gang was the same. It was not a coincidence that he could be so stubborn in the face of such threats, suffering, and pressure. It seemed that like father, like son!
He had already believed that Yuan Gang was Zhao Xiongge's son. It was one thing for Niu Youdao's lies to match, but the fact that he was willing to take out the Demonic Book in exchange was even more irrefutable evidence. If it was not to save his own son, Wu Chang did not believe that this person would take out the Demonic Book.
Zhao Xiongge: "I just heard about this and know that he is in a desperate situation. Otherwise, why would I look for you? If you don't agree, even if I die, you can forget about getting the Demonic Book! "
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