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After leaving the basement, Sheng Xiao sat down on the lawn and said to Yu Huang, “Sit with me for a while.”

Yu Huang sat down beside Sheng Xiao.

Sheng Xiao only needed someone to accompany him and listen to his thoughts. As he looked at the sunset, he suddenly said, “You must have seen those soul lamps in the Soul Hall.”

There was a Soul Hall in Yufu City. Every year, on the day of the Sacrifice Festival, men, women, old, and young in Yufu City would line up to kowtow to the Soul Hall to thank their predecessors for their contributions and pray for a happier future.

After Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao got married, Sheng Lingfeng summoned the elders of the clan to the Soul Hall and asked Yu Huang to kneel down to pay her respects in front of the Soul Hall. Then, Yu Huang officially became a member of Yufu City.

The soul lamps of all the Beast Tamers in Yufu City were in the Soul Hall. The soul lamps of the previous elders, previous Patriarchs, and the Patriarchs’ wives were placed on the wall facing the door of the Soul Hall.

Yu Huang still remembered the appearance of the Soul Hall clearly.

Nodding her head, Yu Huang said, “Of course I remember.”

Sheng Xiao continued, “Only Beast Tamers who have awakened their beast form, can control spiritual energy, and have spiritual consciousness can extract a very small wisp of spiritual consciousness from their bodies and put it into the lamp to light up the soul lamp. Actually, the wick of the soul lamp is the spiritual consciousness of every Beast Tamer, not the soul aura.”

Yu Huang said, “Of course I know that. Generally speaking, only when the Beast Tamer’s Beast Heart is destroyed and their spiritual energy dissipates and they lose their cultivation will their spiritual consciousness automatically dissipate. Then, the soul lamp will be extinguished.”

“Strictly speaking, the destruction of the soul lamp doesn’t mean that its owner is really dead. It only means that the owner encountered a calamity and its Beast Heart was destroyed. However, injuries that are serious enough to destroy one’s Beast Heart can also take one’s life.”

“That’s right.” Sheng Xiao nodded in agreement with Yu Huang. “Under normal circumstances, when a soul lamp in the Soul Hall is extinguished, we assume that the clansman is dead. Therefore, 170 years ago, when my father saw my grandfather’s soul lamp extinguished, he assumed that my grandfather was dead.”

Sheng Xiao crossed his legs and bent them. Then, he buried his face between his legs and sobbed softly. “From the moment I became sensible, I knew that my grandfather had been dead for a hundred years. That’s why I couldn’t accept the idea that the Succubus Witch might be my grandfather.”

“I would rather my grandfather have died in battle than accept the fact that he was still living in pain. For 170 years, he had always maintained his inhuman appearance and hid in the forest of the inner academy in such degradation. If I hadn’t happened to meet him and understood his language, I might have killed him myself…”

“That’s my biological grandfather…”

Although Sheng Xiao had already recovered most of Yu Aofeng’s memories and knew that he and Yu Aofeng were the same person, Sheng Xiao’s life was also a part of his experience. Ever since he was born, he was the young master of Yufu City. He grew up in Yufu City and was educated there, so Yufu City was his home.

To Sheng Xiao, Yufu City and Dragon Vein Mountain were both his hometowns.

The dead old dragon and the citizens of Yufu City were people that Sheng Xiao couldn’t forget. Therefore, when he thought about how he almost killed his biological grandfather, Sheng Xiao felt afraid, dismayed, and angry.

He hated the person who had harmed his grandfather to this extent.

According to Zhan Wuya, in the Demon Subduing War 170 years ago, Sheng Pinghui was also the victim of a great fiendish cultivator, who possessed his body.

It was only right for Zhan Jiuxiao to kill the great demon, but it was wrong to kill Sheng Pinghui.

Zhan Jiuxiao claimed that he killed Sheng Pinghui because his daughter was raped and he couldn’t face Sheng Pinghui, but only an idiot would be fooled by that excuse. Sheng Xiao had seen Zhan Jiuxiao before. He didn’t think that a big shot like Zhan Jiuxiao, who had lived for a thousand years, would be a rash person who would kill his disciple that easily.

He just harbored resentment towards the fact that the demon had borrowed Sheng Pinghui’s body to abduct his daughter, which brought shame to him.

He killed Sheng Pinghui in order to establish his prestige.

After all, Sheng Pinghui was from a small world and had no support.

Seeing the hatred in Sheng Xiao’s eyes, Yu Huang guessed what he was thinking. She patted Sheng Xiao’s arm as she analyzed calmly, “Brother Xiao, believe me, what happened 170 years ago is not that simple.”

Sheng Xiao was stunned. “Do you think there was something else going on?”

Yu Huang said, “According to Zhan Wuya’s story, there’s indeed nothing suspicious about what happened 170 years ago. However, I keep feeling that this matter is not simple, especially after I saw the moth painting at Zhan Wuya’s house.”

“Although I can’t say what’s wrong with that moth painting, my intuition tells me that this matter is not simple.” After Yu Huang stood up and looked at the demon beast forest where the training area was, she muttered softly, “He died a long time ago, so how did he come to the inner academy?”

This was what Yu Huang couldn’t figure out.

At that moment, she suddenly heard Sheng Xiao say, “Do you think the fiendish cultivator from 170 years ago is really the fiendish cultivator who was killed a thousand years ago?”

Yu Huang’s eyes suddenly widened. “You mean…”

Yu Huang looked up at Sheng Xiao. When she met his cold gaze, her heart skipped a beat.

“Brother Xiao, are you suspecting that the fiendish cultivator from 170 years ago wasn’t a fiendish cultivator at all, but your grandpa?” Yu Huang was frightened by Sheng Xiao’s guess.

“Isn’t this too farfetched?” Yu Huang hadn’t thought of this at all.

Sheng Xiao asked Yu Huang, “Zhan Wuya said that Zhan Wuya personally injected the Demon Suppressing Eagle into the body of a great fiendish cultivator in front of dozens of Prime Master big shots. That was how he successfully suppressed the great fiendish cultivator. However, there was also a Demon Suppressing Eagle in my grandpa’s throat.”

“The idea I proposed just now does sound very farfetched, but the truth is often shocking and unexpected. Haven’t you seen it often? The compassionate Supremacy Xuan Ye was the leader of the Blood Peacock Clan, who killed young Beast Tamers, and the person who wants to use the billions of living beings on the Holy Spirit Continent to complete his revival plan was precisely the Divine Master who created the Holy Spirit Continent.”

“If the fiendish cultivator was your grandpa, this matter isn’t that farfetched.”

Yu Huang was completely convinced by Sheng Xiao’s analysis.

“You’re right. Often, the more ridiculous a scenario seems, the more likely it is to be the truth. But…” Yu Huang frowned slightly as she said in confusion, “Who framed your grandfather as the fiendish cultivator? Could it be Zhan Wuya? Was it all a scheme? “

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