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Ah Wei had been held hostage by the seventh-stage Asura King and had actually accidentally shown signs of breaking through.

In this way, the three of them went into seclusion.

On the other side, the Saintess woke up. When she opened her eyes, she found herself tied to a dark cell with cold shackles on her hands and feet. Her eyes turned cold as she shouted, “Let me go! I’m the Saintess of the Nether Capital!”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. You’ve done so many outrageous things, and you still have the cheek to call yourself the Saintess?”

Yu Wan’s voice came casually from the shadows.

With a whoosh, the torch on the wall lit up. The Saintess did not have time to adapt before she turned her head away. After a long time, she slowly turned around and glared at Yu Wan with burning eyes. “It’s you? You locked me up?”

Yu Wan said slowly, “Of course it’s me. Who else would lock you up?”

The Saintess said coldly, “How dare you imprison the Saintess of the Nether Capital without permission!”

Yu Wan raised her eyebrows and said, “Is the Saintess of the Nether Capital so great? With your lousy realm, you’re nothing in front of me. Even if I say that I’ll lock you up, who can do anything to me?”

“You…” The Saintess thought of the Saint King in Yu Wan’s stomach and choked on all her quibbling.

Yu Wan said indifferently, “Let me ask you, where is Sikong Yun?”

The Saintess sneered. “You want to know his whereabouts? I won’t tell you!”

“Don’t say this to me,” Yu Wan said as she moved to the side, revealing Master Sikong behind her.

Master Sikong walked towards the Saintess with a cold expression. If he was originally suspicious of the Saintess’s identity, he firmly believed it now.

“Master…” The Saintess’ expression changed.

Master Sikong said in disappointment, “On the way here, Ah Wan had already told me the entire sequence of events. At first, I didn’t believe that. You were the Saintess of the Nether Capital and a child I had watched grow up. How could you do such a heartless thing for your own selfish motives? But not only did you forcefully change your identity with Ah Wan and let Ah Wan marry for you, you even used Ah Wan’s face to acknowledge the Ancestor… You disappoint me too much!”

“Master…” The Saintess could not argue.

Master Sikong continued, “Were you the one who attracted the experts who assassinated the Ancestor and Yan Jiuchao? Are they… from the Sang family?”

The Saintess bit her lip and did not say anything.

Master Sikong looked at her steadily and said, “It’s fine if you don’t admit these things. Tell me, where is Yun’er?”

There were some things that the Saintess would never tell Yu Wan, but she had no choice but to tell Master Sikong.

After knowing Sikong Yun’s whereabouts, Master Sikong immediately ordered the guards to bring him back. Unexpectedly, the guards missed him. When they arrived at the courtyard that the Saintess had mentioned, Sikong Yun had already been picked up!

“Grandpa!” In the Sang family’s mansion, Sikong Yun saw Master Sang, whom he had not seen for a long time. He walked over excitedly and threw himself into his arms like a child.

Master Sang patted Sikong Yun’s shoulder lovingly and said with doting eyes, “I’ve made you suffer.”

“Isn’t that so? I was chased out by my father!” Sikong Yun originally didn’t take this seriously. After all, he was the one who courted death first. He could go back openly in a few days, but when it came to his grandfather, he had to act coquettishly, right?

“But Grandpa, how did you find me?” He straightened up and asked in confusion. He had hidden it so well that even his father didn’t know.

“I have my own way.” Master Sang stroked Sikong Yun’s face lovingly and confirmed that it was a real face without any traces of disguise. “What exactly happened? Quickly tell me. I’ll uphold justice for you.”

“Isn’t it because of the Saintess?” Sikong Yun angrily exaggerated the matter of Yu Wan being captured by the Saintess and brought into the manor. “I disguised myself as Yan Jiuchao, but who knew that she also disguised herself as someone else and ruined my good deed!”

At this point, what he minded the most was not that his identity had been replaced by Yan Jiuchao, but that his affair with Yu Wan had been disturbed by the Saintess.

Master Sang narrowed his eyes and said, “In that case, the current Saintess and Second Young Master are both fake?”

“Yes!” Sikong Yun nodded.

“As expected!” Master Sang gripped the armrest of his chair tightly.

Sikong Yun said coquettishly, “Grandpa, I’m hungry. The food outside isn’t delicious at all!”

Master Sang smiled and said, “Grandpa has already gotten someone to make it. It’s all your favorites. By the way, didn’t Grandpa give you two experts? How are they now?”

Sikong Yun was puzzled. “I don’t know. They were borrowed by the Saintess and never returned. The Saintess never returned either!”

“Did the Saintess say why she borrowed them?” Master Sang asked.

Sikong Yun snorted. “To assassinate Yan Jiuchao! The man who replaced me!”

Master Sang thought for a while. “Didn’t you say that his martial arts skills are very high?”

Sikong Yun said, “That’s right. I heard the Saintess mention that he practices the same mental cultivation technique as Ancestor Sikong. His strength is unfathomable. The Saintess can’t even defeat a single move from him. I also suspect that the experts Grandpa gave me are not his match, but the Saintess told me that Yan Jiuchao is very weak these two days. He can’t even defeat a child. It’s a good time to attack!”

“He’ll be very weak these two days…” Master Sang stood up thoughtfully and pushed open the window. He looked at the full moon in the sky and asked coldly, “That kid also practices the Longevity Technique?”

Master Sang had his back facing Sikong Yun. Sikong Yun did not see the cold expression on his face, so he did not notice the hidden meaning in his words. He replied, “That’s what the Saintess said! Ah, how strange. The Longevity Technique is clearly my Sikong family’s mental cultivation technique, but even my Sikong family’s disciples can’t cultivate it. I really don’t know where that kid stole it from?”

Master Sang gently held onto the windowsill and muttered to himself, “Could this be the weakness of the Longevity Technique? If it’s true, then has Ancestor Sikong, who has also cultivated the Longevity Technique, also reached his weakest moment?”

“Grandpa, what did you say?” Sikong Yun didn’t hear him clearly.

Master Sang asked calmly, “I remember that Ancestor Sikong has cultivated the eighth level of the Longevity Technique, right?”

“Uh…” Sikong Yun thought for a while. Did he? He didn’t know! He looked at Master Sang. “Grandpa, how did you know?”

Master Sang still did not answer him. Instead, he continued, “The eighth level, his time is up, right? If he doesn’t break through to the ninth level, I’m afraid he’ll stop here. The Sikong family searched for the Yin Gu… So it’s to let him break through to the ninth level.”

Sikong Yun scratched his head at a loss. “Grandpa, what are you talking about? What ninth level? Eighth level? Why don’t I understand?”

“My Sang family’s Yin Gu is originally very useful…” Master Sang lowered his eyes and raised his hand to touch the potted plant on the windowsill. The originally lively begonia instantly emitted black smoke and withered. “Even if it can’t be used by the Sang family, it can’t be used by others.”

“Grandpa…” Sikong Yun looked at Master Sang strangely. He felt that this grandfather was acting strangely tonight!

“Bring Young Master to rest first.”

“Yes!”

Master Sang called out to Leng Xia. Two expert guards walked forward and held Sikong Yun’s arm.

“Hey, Grandpa, I still have something to ask you… Hey! Hey! Grandpa!” Sikong Yun was brought down by the two Sang family guards.

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Master Sang looked at the full moon hanging in the sky and said coldly, “This time, I want the Sikong family to pay the price!”