Aside from Chen Daoqing, there were also many mbers of the Chen Family and stewards and elders from Feixian Peak who rushed to pay their respects.
Wen Jiu changed into the Night Patrol Departnt's attire from Feixian Peak, maintaining his cultivation level at Qi Cultivation Second Layer, and altered his appearance accordingly.
If he paid respects to Chen Yebai with his true appearance, it would certainly get out, which wasn't good for Chen Daoqing.
If anyone with ulterior motives learned about it, they might exploit Chen Daoqing to test if he would leave the sect because of him.
Among ten people, perhaps nine wouldn't think this way, but what if one does and acts on it?
All the way up, Wen Jiu didn't greet anyone, and most of the disciples of Feixian Peak ca and went in a hurry too. After bowing three tis in front of the main hall, Wen Jiu didn't leave but instead used Divine Sense Communication to reach Chen Daoqing.
"Daoqing."
Upon hearing the Divine Sense Communication, Chen Daoqing, as if waking from a deep dream, sharply raised his head, searching inside and outside the main hall.
He could tell it was his elder brother's voice.
He knew his elder brother was under the Celestial Left Alliance's life and death bounty, and leaving the sect might an danger, so he concealed their grandfather's death.
But he didn't expect his elder brother to co anyway.
"et at the back mountain."
After the Divine Sense Communication, Wen Jiu proceeded to the back mountain.
"Father, I'm going out for a bit." Chen Daoqing quickly got up and followed Wen Jiu to the back mountain.
With a few quick steps, he overtook Wen Jiu.
Wen Jiu chuckled silently.
He thought Chen Daoqing figured out it was him.
"Elder brother!" Upon reaching the secluded back mountain, Chen Daoqing shouted eagerly.
Wen Jiu appeared beside Chen Daoqing, saying, "Daoqing, accept my condolences."
Seeing this, a slight smile appeared on Chen Daoqing's face but quickly vanished, replaced by tension, "Elder brother, why did you co? It's too dangerous. The Celestial Left Alliance has a bounty on you!"
"It's okay, no one knows I ca," Wen Jiu replied.
"Elder brother..."
Suddenly, Chen Daoqing burst into tears.
Obviously.
These days had been long suppressed.
Wen Jiu consoled, "Birth, aging, sickness, and death, not even we can avoid. Daoqing, see it through."
"Elder brother, I just got better at the main peak, and was planning to support the Chen Family for grandpa, but now grandpa is gone..." Chen Daoqing couldn't stop the tears from flowing.
n don't easily shed tears.
Unless truly heartbroken.
Wen Jiu didn't continue to comfort him because he wasn't good at it.
He took out a Tier One Middle-Grade Protective Talisman capable of withstanding attacks from a Sixth-Layer Qi Cultivation Cultivator and handed it over.
"Protect yourself well, I'll be waiting for you to beco a main peak elder in the Demon-slaying Departnt."
Chen Daoqing didn't accept it, "Elder brother, I'm just happy you ca to pay respects to grandpa, I can't take such a good talisman."
"Take it, this conflict's end is unknown." At that mont, Wen Jiu's resolve for a Foundation Establishnt Heart was reaffird.
Chen Yebai's demise.
Won't be the end.
It will only be the beginning.
If the conflict continues, more will die, and if he can quickly establish an External Foundation, perhaps everything can change. Of course, it might not change anything, but at least he can ensure the safety of those around him.
Though over these days, he had beco less affected by others' life and death, he still disliked the feeling of familiar people around him perishing.
"Thank you, elder brother." Chen Daoqing understood the deeper aning in Wen Jiu's words, then accepted Wen Jiu's talisman, "Elder brother, you should leave quickly, outside the main peak isn't safe for you, if anything happens to you, I wouldn't forgive myself for life."
"Yes, be careful too. Rember, you still have , your elder brother, and family, keep your spirits up."
Wen Jiu patted Chen Daoqing's shoulder and left quickly.
Chen Daoqing wiped the tear marks from his face, regaining his composure, "Elder brother is right, I still have other family mbers."
After returning to the main hall, Chen Daoqing once again heavily knocked his head on the coffin, then turned to walk outside the hall.
"Father, I'm going to cultivate!"
...
Leaving the peak, Wen Jiu didn't rush back but headed straight to the Corpse Remains Death Land.
He planned to et Wang Nian.
Because he wasn't certain when he would return next, or with what mindset he would return.
"Everyone, hurry it up!" As he arrived, Wen Jiu heard Wang Nian's familiar scolding voice.
Wen Jiu imdiately used Divine Sense Communication, "Brother Wang, still as hot-tempered?"
"Wen..."
Wang Nian stopped mid-sentence.
He quickly looked around joyfully.
Upon seeing Wen Jiu not far away, Wang Nian hurriedly flew over and bowed respectfully.
"Inspector Wen!"
Wen Jiu waved his hand, "Brother Wang, no need for such formalities between us."
"As it should be," Wang Nian didn't revert to his old self just because of Wen Jiu's words.
Wen Jiu didn't insist either.
He took out so elixir pills for realm breakthroughs, healing, and cultivation from his sleeve and handed them over since Wang Nian was only at Qi Cultivation Third Layer.
"Inspector Wen, what's this, the talisman is already enough… I'm just staying at the Corpse Remains Death Land and not going anywhere, and given my aptitude, giving these would be a waste… Having your gifted Tier One Middle-Grade Talisman is more than sufficient!"
Wen Jiu insisted, "Brother Wang, take them, if not for you, then for your wife."
"That makes sense." Wang Nian chuckled silly, then accepted it, and added, "Inspector Wen, rest assured, for the sake of my wife and child, I'll stay in the Corpse Remains Death Land and won't go anywhere."
"You have a child now?"
"Just a month old."
"Congratulations, congratulations, have you nad the child?"
"Yes, nad Wang Chang'an, aning eternal peace. I've figured it out, everything else is just an illusion, only living and spirit stones are truly important!"
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