Xing Lang's eyes sparkled wonderfully as she looked at Clark with affection.

Clark reciprocated those looks falsely.

He was happy that this foolish girl had fallen in love with him in such a stupid way and swallowed the bait so easily. In truth, he wouldn't refuse such a situation.

After it was over, Clark spent a full week with his companions.

Yet nothing happened.

The days passed, and neither engagement ceremonies nor anything else began.

But Clark laughed internally:

• "They want to test my patience to see if I'm an eager dog willing to offer them anything, or if I'm calm and wise. Alright, Ning Bing. If you want me to come to you, I'll come, of course! Hahahahahaha!"

Clark walked calmly to Ning Bing's room.

But he met Xing Lang coming out of the room, with a strangely intense sadness on her face.

Clark asked:

• "Xing Lang, what's wrong? Is something bothering you?"

Xing Lang began to cry:

• "It's my grandfather. He has reached an age he can't bear, and he doesn't possess the longevity-extending Litchi. He's now at the end of his lifespan."

Clark laughed internally:

• "So this is your plan, Wu Ning Bing? It's funny you want to deceive me like this. Alright, let's see what you want."

Clark said while patting Xing Lang's head:

• "Don't worry. I will definitely find a solution for your grandfather. We won't marry like this while you're sad. I'll make sure to solve the problem."

In reality, Ning Bing was watching everything maliciously. After all, this was an Immortal Formation, and he could know everything happening within it; it wasn't difficult.

After all, he felt his plan was proceeding well.

Ding ding.

• "Master Ning Bing, may I enter?"

Cough cough.

• "Ahem... You may enter, my boy!"

• "Oh, so now he's talking to me as his granddaughter's husband? Alright. The more you try to extend your hand, Wu Ning Bing, the closer your destruction becomes. More, more."

Clark entered in his disguised appearance as Wu Bing Cheng.

After all, Bing Cheng was handsome, and Clark was disguised as him.

But Clark's features were etched with fierceness.

Clark spoke calmly:

• "Grandfather, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Ning Bing coughed again:

• "Sorry, my boy, but what can I do? Illness has weighed heavily on me and exhausted me terribly. I no longer know what to do, honestly."

• "I want to see my granddaughter married, but as you see, I'm on my deathbed."

A smile formed on Clark's face, then he began to laugh like a madman.

Wu Ning Bing looked at Clark in terror.

Meanwhile, the other spoke:

• "Save your speech, Master Ning. You want to say something, right? Go ahead."

Ning Bing smiled:

• "It seems this tactic won't work with you, isn't that so?"

• "Of course. So say what you want."

Wu Ning Bing smiled. He was happy; he felt he had imposed himself on Clark, who had merely acquiesced to marrying his granddaughter.

He harbored hatred for this bastard son, Wu Bing Cheng. After all, he and Bing Cheng's real father were the ones who had taken him from Wu Ling Lan.

But he was dealing with Clark out of regret; otherwise, his plan would have succeeded on the real Bing Cheng.

Ning Bing spoke:

• "I want the White Litchi, containing three hundred years of lifespan inside."

• "Along with returning to the Wu Clan and regaining my former position."

A murderous look appeared in Clark's eyes, filled with merciless killing intent.

He spoke angrily in his heart:

• "This damned old man! Does he think I'm crazy?"

• "I don't even know how much lifespan is inside the White Litchi I possess, and now he wants to exploit me?"

• "If he had said returning to the Wu Clan, it would have been more logical and achievable."

• "But he wants something like this?"

Clark asked:

• "Why do you want to extend your lifespan? Isn't it enough for you to die and give us rest?"

Clark said it with utter rudeness, while the other replied:

• "I want to see my granddaughter married and my grandchildren, and see you all prosper, of course."

Clark laughed:

• "Three hundred years just to see your grandchildren's children?"

• "Alright, then, I agree. But you must guide me to the location of my mother's will!!!"

Wu Ning Bing laughed, then took out a huge map of the location.

While he was drawing lines around the correct location...

Stop!!!

A light blade shot from between Clark's hands and pierced Ning Bing's chest, who was looking on in terror.

But his soul was completely torn apart.

Clark was happy that this greedy, damned old man had died.

But the rest of that family remained. Of course, this damned old man hadn't placed a map or anything.

From the beginning, who would deal with maps in this world?

Senses and emotions—you could transfer them to anyone. So this lying old man could have transferred a quick sensory description of the location and gone there.

But in truth, seriously, I have Beho Chenqing and Jin with me.

Clark sent them a message immediately after nightfall in this place: to kill everyone after he and Xing Lang left.

At night, Clark left with Xing Lang.

Xing Lang was happy for Clark that he would see his mother after a long time, but she didn't know his true identity and that all of this was for theft, nothing more.

There was no true love in this world; that was Clark's perspective.

• "Wait, why when I think of love, her image comes to my mind? I thought I was over it."

• "After all, this is just the ashes of the boring pages of my life."

• "After all, hahahahahaha!"

Clark carried Xing Lang and flew with her.

It wasn't very far, after all. It was in the middle of one of the forests.

Wu Ling Lan's celestial island had tropical and rainforest areas; it was good land for investment.

And that excited Clark more about controlling the place. Perhaps if he developed this place well and started creating his own cultivation, he could feed his Extreme Moves.

Finally, the two reached the location.

It was a simple place, not inside a cave or anything, just deep in the forest.

Xing Lang shouted:

• "My lady, I have found Wu Bing Cheng!"

Soon, the will of a lady appeared.

She had an elderly appearance, but tears were falling from her eyes even though she was just a will and not the real person anymore... after everything!!!

• "My son, do you hate me?"

Clark smiled, tears streaming from his eyes:

• "No, mother, I have never hated you, not once in my life."

Clark laughed internally:

• "After all, the real Bing Cheng would have said that."

Wu Ling Lan replied:

• "Then, how was your life? Tell me about yourself."

Clark began narrating false stories and trivial matters, and that he was going to marry.

Ling Lan was happy:

• "So you will marry Xing Lang? I am truly happy for you, truly happy."

Clark laughed:

• "Do you see? She is a good lady. After all, she searched for me for long, long years, and she is the one who brought me here!!"

After everyone laughed, Clark said in a firm voice:

• "Mother, I want to obtain the celestial island. Will you give me your inheritance, mother?!"

Ling Lan laughed:

• "Who else would receive this legacy but you, my son?"

• "But may I ask one request from you?"

Clark smiled:

• "Ask, mother. I am all ears."

• "I want you to support your brother. I expect he is now the clan lord. Take care of him and be his support, shoulder to shoulder, like brothers. This is my will for you."

• "Now, I will accompany you on your journey inside this place."

Authority transferred impressively to Clark.

He began to feel everything here, and also the location of the inheritance.

But...

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Clark laughed. He had destroyed Wu Ling Lan's will.

He turned to Xing Lang. She now possessed sinister looks.

Clark said:

• "You can remove your mask now!!!"

Jin laughed:

• "How stupid! I can't believe the will of someone who reached the eighth rank fell into such a trap."

Clark smiled as he looked at the moon:

• "No, that's not how it is. This is merely her deep resentment towards herself and her perseverance towards her son, Bing Cheng."

• "After all, she died happy, and perhaps she didn't even realize this wasn't Bing Cheng."

• "But she was happy because her son had vented his resentment towards her."

• "So it's not about stupidity. Always, the weakness of the strong is their responsibilities."

• "She felt responsibility towards the clan and her sons—one killed, the other alive. Truly a wretched matter!"

Jin's eyes shone; he had comprehended something that had eluded him.

Humans were truly complex, possessing all emotions. No human was born in this world without feelings or thoughts.

Even Clark possessed emotions.

He possessed the greatest desire and the supreme, most difficult goal in this life: Immortality!!!

After all, throughout these millions of years, humanity remains ambitious.

So how could anyone be born without any ambition?

To be continued...

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