Chapter 77

The content that caught his eye made Zheng Shiyi's heart twitch, "Maple, you have been away from the family for some time now. I wonder how you are doing in your sect."

"I didn't want to write to you, but I recently contracted a strange illness, and my condition is getting worse. I fear that I won't live much longer. Before I die, I feel that there are some things I need to make clear to you."

"When your parents left the family to search for medicine, they specifically reminded me not to tell you about their whereabouts. My condition is getting worse, and I fear that if I don't tell you, you will never know about your parents' current situation."

"These matters are long and complicated, and can't be explained in just a few words. I need to tell you in person. Of course, you can also see this as a reason for Uncle Zheng Hong to see you one last time."

"Another thing is that I have always been at odds with Zheng Xuan and others. If I die, they will surely do everything in their power to kill my grandson. So, Uncle Zheng Hong has a request to make. Can you come back to the family and take my grandson Zheng Lun away?"

"Uncle Zheng Hong is deeply grateful."

"Signature: Zheng Hong."

"Uncle Zheng Hong...?" Zheng Shiyi's heart tightened. This handwriting was indeed Zheng Hong's!

"After Zheng Tianyu took away my Supreme Martial Soul, if it weren't for Uncle Zheng Hong leading people to resist those people with his life, I might have already died in the netherworld."

"Before I came to the sect, I was ambushed by Zheng Xuan and Zheng Yang. If it weren't for Uncle Zheng Hong stepping in to block Zheng Xuan, I wouldn't be alive today."

"Uncle Zheng Hong has done so much for me. Now that he has contracted a strange illness, how can I not help him? I must return to the family."

Zheng Shiyi quickly put the letter in his chest and turned to walk out the door.

Seeing that Zheng Shiyi's expression was off, Su Jingdan knew that something serious might have happened in his family. She hurriedly asked, "What does the letter say?"

Zheng Shiyi gazed into the distance for a moment and said, "One of my uncles in the family has contracted a strange illness. I need to go back to the family."

Although Zheng Shiyi didn't say how close he was to the uncle who was ill, Su Jingdan could tell from his expression that their relationship was probably very close.

As a spirit physician, she naturally hoped she could help Zheng Shiyi and quickly suggested, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Zheng Shiyi understood that Su Jingdan wanted to help Uncle Zheng Hong, but he was also worried about the actions of Zheng Xuan and his group. They had just killed Zheng Song a few days ago. If there were any conflicts, bringing Su Jingdan along would be a burden. He couldn't let her take the risk with him.

"No need, I'll go alone."

After saying this, he turned and walked away. After a few steps, he turned back and said, "When Wu Dong returns, tell him I came back and not to worry."

After saying this, Zheng Shiyi strode out of the room, went to the stable, and led out a "Ten Thousand Li Horse," galloping towards the Zheng family.

On the way, Zheng Shiyi kept thinking, "Will there be any danger this time? Before I left last time, that old dog Zheng Xuan and Zheng Yang tried to intercept and kill me."

The news of Zheng Song's death must have already reached the family! That old man Zheng Xuan must be gnashing his teeth in hatred. I wonder if there are any plots or traps in the family because of Uncle Hong? I hope no one knows about the letter Uncle Hong sent me.

With these thoughts, Zheng Shiyi rode the "Ten Thousand Li Horse" at full speed. After several days of travel, he returned to the family on the fourth night.

For safety, the "Ten Thousand Li Horse" did not stop at the family gate but in a relatively secluded alley not far from the family.

For safety, even the main gate of the Zheng family was not a suitable place to enter directly. As someone who knew the family well, he immediately chose to climb over the wall.

After passing through the winding stone paths, Zheng Shiyi arrived at Zheng Hong's courtyard.

The dim candlelight shone on the ground through the window, swaying with the breeze.

"Uncle Zheng Hong, are you okay?"

Zheng Shiyi walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and carefully pushed it open.

"Click!"

In the center of the hall, a figure sat in a tiger chair, head lowered as if in deep thought.

The sound of the door opening startled the figure, who suddenly raised his head, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "Who is it?"

The familiar voice and the long-missed face under the gray hair immediately appeared before Zheng Shiyi. Who else could it be but the Fourth Elder, Zheng Hong?

Zheng Shiyi quickly walked forward and said, "Uncle Hong, it's me, Shiyi."

"Shiyi, why are you back?" Zheng Hong stood up from the tiger chair, looking at Zheng Shiyi in surprise.

Zheng Shiyi's leg suddenly froze in mid-air, "Uncle Hong, you wrote me a letter asking me to come back..."

"Letter?" Zheng Hong's expression suddenly turned serious. Since the news of Zheng Song's death, he had heard from several trusted subordinates that Zheng Xuan and others were trying to bring Zheng Shiyi back to the family to kill him.

But because of the connection with the Xuanming Sect, it wasn't easy for the Zheng family to bring him out. Zheng Xuan had been busy with this matter for some time.

In an instant, Zheng Hong understood the reason. That damn Zheng Xuan had impersonated him to write a letter and tricked Shiyi back.

"Trouble!" Zheng Hong knew the situation was dire. He quickly pushed Zheng Shiyi out the door and pointed to a path on the right, "Shiyi, I didn't write you a letter."

"After you killed Zheng Song, Zheng Xuan has been trying to bring you back. The letter you received must have been written by someone imitating my handwriting."

"Before they discover you're back, run along this path. Once you return to the sect, no matter what happens, don't come back to the family."

Zheng Xuan's actions this time reminded Zheng Hong of the danger.

"That old dog Zheng Xuan! I'll kill him one day!" Zheng Shiyi bowed to Zheng Hong, "Uncle Hong, be careful of that old dog Zheng Xuan! I'll leave first. When I complete my training, I'll come down the mountain to kill him!"

"Go! Go!" Zheng Hong urged repeatedly. As someone who knew Zheng Xuan well, he could guess that after sending the fake letter, Zheng Xuan would have set up an ambush, waiting for the prey. If he didn't leave soon, it would be too late!

Zheng Shiyi rushed out of the house to the "Ten Thousand Li Horse." Seeing the horse still tied to the post, he sighed in relief. If Uncle Hong hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been in trouble this time!

"Little brat, you still want to run? I've been waiting for you!"

As Zheng Shiyi was about to reach the "Ten Thousand Li Horse," dozens of figures emerged from all directions, surrounding him.

Zheng Xuan, with a sinister look, led several elders who had reached the first level of the Spirit Spring Realm, along with several middle-aged couples, rushing over.

"Little brat, how dare you! The Zheng family treated you well, provided you with resources, and sent you to the Xuanming Sect." Zheng Xuan cursed as he walked, "And you repay us by causing trouble for the Zheng family in the sect, making it impossible for our disciples to find a place to stand."

"When the disciples from the family tried to reason with you, you not only refused to listen but also challenged them to a life-or-death duel. They, seeing you as family, couldn't bring themselves to use lethal force, but you did, killing them!"

"Are you even human?"

The people around him echoed, "Even a dog knows not to bite its owner. How much resources has the Zheng family invested in you? If we hadn't cultivated you, would you have the qualifications to enter the Xuanming Sect?"

"Before you, which of the Zheng family's disciples entering the sect had poor talent or bad character? They worked hard and made efforts far beyond others."

"We believe that in a few years, one of them will become an inner sect disciple. The rise of the Zheng family depends on them."

"But you have done this heinous act, destroying the family's hope. One bad apple spoils the whole bunch. If we don't get rid of you, the Zheng family will be ruined by your hands!"

"Why waste words with this scoundrel? Just kill him!"

One by one, they raised their arms, ready to kill Zheng Shiyi.

A couple standing in front of Zheng Xuan stepped forward, looking coldly at Zheng Shiyi, "Our son Zheng Yong had high talent and a good character. He never caused trouble, and you killed him!"

"I will avenge my son! Die!"

The couple's eyes glowed with malice, and a Spirit Spring appeared behind each of them, emitting a powerful aura that made it hard for the younger generation to even breathe.

"First level of the Spirit Spring Realm! I never thought that the Zheng Qiang couple would reach the first level of the Spirit Spring Realm! This is truly unexpected!"

The Spirit Springs behind the Zheng Qiang couple amazed the surrounding elders. The Spirit Spring Realm was incredibly powerful, far beyond the Qi Wheel Realm.

Even if dozens of Qi Wheel Realm Ninth Level cultivators attacked a Spirit Spring Realm First Level cultivator, their chances of winning would be less than ten percent.

But reaching the Spirit Spring Realm was no easy feat. Some people spent their entire lives without achieving it, and even those who did were usually old.

Unlike the Zheng Qiang couple, who reached the Spirit Spring Realm at such a young age, which showed their exceptional talent.

Like father, like son. If they were so outstanding, their son Zheng Yong wouldn't be far behind.

Since Zheng Shiyi had killed their son, they wouldn't let him go.

"It looks like I don't need to do anything!" Zheng Xuan's small eyes narrowed, his gaze as venomous as a fire snake.

The others also sighed, knowing that Zheng Shiyi wouldn't survive in their hands.

"Hell Sword!"

"Heaven Destroying Palm!"

Streams of spiritual energy, like chains, locked the surroundings. White light flashed as sword qi, like fish, darted and rolled.

A powerful vortex force continuously spread from the chains, pulling everything around into it.

The sky was soon shrouded in a deathly aura, and the people standing around instinctively took a few steps back. "I never thought that the combination of Hell Sword and Heaven Destroying Palm would be so powerful."

"This time, the boy has no chance of escape!"

Whether it was the lower-level cultivators or the elders who had reached the Spirit Spring Realm, they all believed that Zheng Shiyi couldn't survive this attack!

After all, for this moment, Zheng Xuan and his group had prepared for a long time! Their attack was well-planned and confident!