Chapter 309: Chapter 252: So Ning Zhen and Xing Yuan Share a Past

"I’ll go back with you." Xing Yuan’s voice was deep and muffled.

Zhen’er was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, as she truly hadn’t expected him to propose accompanying her back to her hometown.

From Ruoxi, she learned Xing Yuan’s identity, and it seemed that his father had some entanglement with her own father.

In truth, this man was extremely dangerous, yet she inexplicably wanted to keep him by her side.

Though she had once claimed she’d make money to support men, even boasting about supporting several, actually doing so was indeed a considerable burden on her heart.

"Alright, let’s pack up and leave the Capital City tomorrow." Zhen’er readily agreed.

Although she appeared nonchalant on the surface, her visibly cheerful expression betrayed her inner joy.

She probably didn’t feel nothing for him, right? As soon as this thought emerged, Xing Yuan felt an immense sense of danger, yet the joy in his heart surged like a tide, impossible to restrain.

He found himself increasingly resembling a man reliant on women. "I’m afraid you’ll be in danger." Xing Yuan said defiantly.

Zhen’er couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing this.

Perhaps sensing that his words sounded like concern, Xing Yuan hastily explained, "I’m mainly afraid you’ll die and won’t have money to support..."

The "me" was swallowed back abruptly, could he really have become her kept lover? This thought only made him more infuriated.

Zhen’er looked at his angry expression and merely chuckled, "Though I’ve spoken many free-spirited words, I never actually intended for you to leave.

I just wanted to say, we’re equals. I have the right to end our relationship, and so do you.

Don’t think that anyone is more humble than the other; if we’re suitable, we stay together, if not, we part and seek others.

But never be like Xiao Chengyi, having one in the bowl while eyeing the pot, making me utterly disgusted."

Xing Yuan shot her a glance, and the words "If you dare to leave me, I’ll kill you" halted at his lips, finally swallowed back, replaced with, "I will never willingly say I’ll leave you."

Zhen’er’s heart skipped a beat.

After a while, she couldn’t help but mock herself again, believing in a man’s promise was utterly foolish; she’d already stumbled over a man once and wouldn’t allow herself to fall a second time. Men’s words truly were deceptive lies.

People like him, they merely came together for compatibility in bed, destined not to belong to just one woman. Once the novelty wears off, they’re bound to separate.

In this world, people like Jun Moling are truly rare and unattainable.

The autumn wind was chill, the coldness growing sharp, and after packing simply, the two boarded a carriage.

With late autumn approaching, the weather grew colder, displaying a scene of desolation.

Many preparations were made to withstand the cooling season.

Aboard the carriage, Xing Yuan gently held Zhen’er.

At this moment, Zhen’er suddenly said in a low voice, "Xing Yuan, I have something to tell you."

Xing Yuan was slightly puzzled, seeing her serious expression, he nodded and replied, "Go ahead!"

Zhen’er gazed deeply, speaking slowly, "Your father’s name is Xing Tian, right? And he was once the Demon Sect’s Sect Hierarch in the Western Regions.

My childhood memories are quite vague, but during this period, I’ve been trying hard to recall and managed to think of many past events.

My father had three senior brothers, and when their master passed away, he divided what he had learned into four parts to be taught to his disciples, with the part given to my father being the most mysterious.

I tried hard to recall and remember his eldest senior brother was named Shen Yuan, and I wonder, could your father be one of my father’s senior brothers?"

Xing Yuan’s eyes instantly narrowed, his dark pupils exuded coldness, as if questioning: Why are you asking this?

Zhen’er chuckled softly, continuing, "Your father was overthrown and became a figure of the past, while my father was killed to seize what he had. Could it have been the same person responsible?"

Upon hearing this, Xing Yuan’s mind was flooded with thoughts.

He suddenly thought of Luo Yang, the Sect Leader of the Golden Saber Sect; when he sought refuge, it was merely to have a meal, why wouldn’t the dignified Golden Saber Sect be able to support him?

But why did Luo Yang want to kill him then? What secrets were hidden behind this?

And the current Demon Sect Hierarch, his father seemed to know him. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

His father had once said it was a pity that his Asura Evil Qi Skill level was too low. If he could break through the Ninth Layer, he would be invincible, and this was the reason his father urged him to practice hard.

Due to his own physical limitations, his father could only break through to the Seventh Layer, and the hope rested on him.

Moreover, if they had not been acquainted, his father wouldn’t have suffered such severe injuries, narrowly escaping death, and wouldn’t have perished at the hands of a junior like Shen Ruoxi.

The more Xing Yuan thought, the more he felt enveloped by mystery, the truth seemingly within reach yet elusive.

He appeared lost in deep thought, seeing this, Zhen’er waved her hand gently in front of his eyes, asking with concern, "What are you thinking?"

Xing Yuan said softly, "I’m contemplating what you just said. If it’s as you say, I might know the identities of those three people you mentioned."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Zhen’er’s face lit up with a burst of excitement.

Xing Yuan continued, "The secret manual given to my father by the patriarch was the Asura Evil Qi Skill, what about your father?" At this point, he chose not to hide anymore.

"My father? I don’t know!" Zhen’er’s voice lowered as well.

Indeed, she didn’t know, mainly because there was no concrete evidence; it was precisely for this reason she decided to return to her ancestral home to seek clues once more.

Xing Yuan was evidently skeptical, questioning again, "Really?"

Zhen’er rolled her eyes at him, her tone a bit impatient, "Why would I lie to you? If it weren’t so, why would I bother retracing my steps home to find clues?"

Xing Yuan hadn’t expected himself to have such connections with Zhen’er.

He nodded, slowly saying, "The three people your father mentioned, I assume, one should be my father, another should be Luo Yang of the Golden Saber Sect, and the last should be He Pengfei, who destroyed our Demon Sect and is now its Hierarch."

Thus, the relationships gradually became clear.

Once they ascertain what each had received from their master, they could discover who was responsible for his father’s death.

"Now, the biggest suspects are Luo Yang and He Pengfei. My father fled to the Capital City not even a year ago, while your father passed two years ago.

However, I’ve already slain Luo Yang, leaving He Pengfei as the sole major suspect." Xing Yuan said.

Zhen’er nodded repeatedly, saying with a grave expression, "I only want to find out what my father hid so it doesn’t fall into the wrong hands."

Just thinking about the immense power of the Heaven-shattering Thunder made her shudder, if it truly fell into the hands of evildoers, the consequences would be disastrous.

Xing Yuan shared the same thought; anything left behind by his master’s ancestor was enough to dominate a region.

If all four treasures were to land in one person’s hands, the consequences would truly be unimaginable.

The biggest problem currently was, among the four disciples, only He Pengfei remained.

Should all four treasures fall into his hands, reclaiming the Demon Sect would almost be impossible.