On the first day Ji Wangqiu was recalled to the Fengze Sect,
The moment Ji Yeran sensed Ji Wangqiu stepping into the sect, before he could even rejoice that his son was finally willing to return, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood right where he stood.
The people around rushed forward, and all the physicians gathered.
So on the first night Ji Wangqiu returned to the sect, he stayed awake all night, guarding his father's bedside.
He stared at his father lying in bed with his eyes tightly shut.
At that time, being still young, he recalled what his father had once said.
"Each successive master of the Fengze Sect is passed down from generation to generation. When the next master appears, the current master will have his power drained and enter the cycle of reincarnation, immediately facing life and death."
"The existence of the current master is to nourish the next master."
It was no coincidence that Ji Wangqiu thought of these words.
He noticed that the closer he got to Ji Yeran, the more abundant his own strength became.
The weaker his father grew, the more significantly Ji Wangqiu could feel the energy within him increasing day by day.
Ji Wangqiu frowned tightly.
Wasn't he now using his father's sacrifice to strengthen his own abilities?
Wasn't this just like a vampire?
At this moment, Ji Yeran, lying on the sickbed, was deathly pale. He hadn't regained consciousness yet but kept vomiting blood.
"No, it shouldn't be like this."
Ji Wangqiu shook his head in denial.
But no matter how unwilling he was to believe it, he had to accept the reality.
Every day, more and more memories passed down from the ancestors were added to his mind, helping him understand what inheritance truly meant.
The Fengze Sect had guarded the "Rebirth Technique" for generations.
However, there was a major drawback to this.
Firstly,
This so - called "Rebirth Technique", if the slightest mistake was made, would drag the soul into the abyss of eternal damnation.
Secondly,
Once the "Rebirth Technique" was implemented, the formation would automatically seize what it deemed the most precious thing.
Thirdly,
There was a curse. The person who cast the spell would lose their soul. For a period of time after casting the spell, their soul would be sacrificed, and their physical body would be occupied by other souls.
At that time, even wandering ghosts could enter the caster's body.
Fourthly,
And most importantly, this formation could only revive those with the bloodline of the Fengze Sect.
The young Ji Wangqiu was unable to resist the family's mission. He was extremely distressed, trying to find a way to save his father, but all his efforts were in vain.
He was doomed to watch his father die right in front of him, and it was because of himself.
The impetuous young Ji Wangqiu couldn't understand why such an inheritance method existed.
As his father's life ebbed away, in his grief, he was pushed into the position of the sect master and was forced to take over all the trivial matters within the sect.
During that period, he was so busy that he had no time to think about anything else. The Fengze Sect had always been his father's pride, and he couldn't let it be destroyed in his hands.
But there was always a knot in Ji Wangqiu's heart.
After Ji Wangqiu had finished dealing with the piled - up matters in his hands, the first thing he did was to cast the spell.
He only knew that he couldn't let his father burn his life to nourish him like this.
Ji Wangqiu still cast the Rebirth Technique.
If the slightest mistake was made, both their souls would be dragged into hell.
Perhaps his obsession was too deep, or perhaps he was exceptionally talented.
The power he inherited was extremely dense.
This also allowed Ji Yeran to start paving the way in this world in advance.
The moment Ji Wangqiu's body was emptied after casting the Rebirth Technique, the former elders of the Ji family, who had been waiting for this moment, invaded his body.
The elder temporarily took on the burden on his shoulders and supported the Fengze Sect to move forward.
He knew what had happened between Ji Wangqiu and Ning Yitao, but he didn't care. He only knew that he had to develop the sect to be bigger and stronger.
By the time Ji Wangqiu woke up again, Ning Yitao had failed in her ascension and perished.
When he remembered what the elder had done using his body, he regretted it deeply.
Ji Wangqiu never expected that the elder would take advantage of his weakness. In order to push the Fengze Sect further forward, the elder had tricked Zhaocai and schemed to bring down the Tianxuan Sect.
At that time, Zhaocai always obeyed Ji Wangqiu's words. They had a connection, and Zhaocai never thought that Ji Wangqiu would harm Ning Yitao.
But this time, their alliance was betrayed, which truly broke Ning Yitao's heart.
Ning Yitao had just taken over the position of the sect master, and the people under her were all eager to make trouble. Naturally, they were not convinced.
It was a time of confrontation between the sects.
"Ji Wangqiu" asked Zhaocai to frame Ning Yitao, slandering her for murdering the previous sect master. He deceived Zhaocai, saying that this was to expose the real murderer.
As the spiritual pet who had always followed Ning Yitao, Zhaocai's words were highly convincing.
This directly caused the Tianxuan Sect to start falling apart from within.
Zhaocai didn't know that he whole - heartedly trusted Ji Wangqiu, but unexpectedly was deceived, and even almost caused Ning Yitao to lose her position as the sect master.
Ning Yitao swallowed the pain inflicted by the two people closest to her.
In order to keep her position as the sect master, Ning Yitao was forced to attempt ascension. Impatient, she finally failed.
When she opened her eyes again, she had come to the current world.
Ji Wangqiu revived her out of guilt and to atone for his sins.
But what he didn't expect was that after Ning Yitao came to this world, her spiritual power was not weakened. Instead, she became stronger with each battle.
All the other resurrected people showed obvious after - effects, but Ning Yitao showed no reaction at all.
It could be said that Ning Yitao's resurrection was a perfect one.
Ning Yitao was not from the Fengze Sect, but Ji Wangqiu still took the risk to revive her.
Ji Wangqiu didn't want Ning Yitao's life to end so abruptly.
The past was in the past, and Ning Yitao didn't want to delve too deeply into it.
For things that had already had a result, no matter how much one regretted, it had become a cause - and - effect relationship.
The most important thing for her now was to live in the present.
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"But why did you revive so many elders? You clearly know that resurrection goes against the natural order, and their final outcome won't be good."
Ning Yitao asked in confusion, always feeling that Ji Yeran was still beating around the bush.
Just as Ning Yitao was about to ask further,
Suddenly, there was a loud noise at the door.
Then a group of people rushed in.
"Master, master, go back to bed quickly."
"Master, be careful!"...
Ning Yitao looked in the direction of the sound.
It was Ji Wangqiu. He had woken up.
Seeing that Ning Yitao hadn't left, Ji Wangqiu stopped his hasty steps. He casually wiped the blood from his recent cough, then smiled, his big eyes shining with anticipation as he said,
"Taotao, did you stay here specially to accompany me?"
Interrupted, Ning Yitao had no choice but to put aside her doubts and asked,
"How's your body? Did you get a clear look at the face of that black - clothed man?"
At this moment, Ning Yitao didn't notice that when Ji Yeran, who was standing behind her, heard the words "black - clothed man", his face stiffened for a moment.
Ji Wangqiu just shook his head regretfully and said dejectedly,
"He's too powerful. I had no ability to fight back in front of him."
Ning Yitao didn't say anything more. She had a premonition that this black - clothed man was about to appear soon.
Since the two parties involved were both here now, it was time to get back to the point and ask all the questions she wanted to ask.
Ning Yitao sat on the chair and tapped the table lightly, saying slowly,
"Tell me. How did you get your internal injuries? As long as you tell me, I'll help you."
The father and son looked at each other and only said that this injury was a side - effect of the resurrection.
Ning Yitao sighed softly and thought,
"They're still lying."
Ning Yitao didn't expose them.
She curled the corner of her mouth and proposed to Ji Wangqiu with a smile,
"Take me to visit your home. I've been in this world for so long, but I've never seen what a mansion looks like."
The moment Ning Yitao stepped into this room, she felt something was off.
A very familiar feeling rushed towards her.
This old mansion was extremely large.
Ji Wangqiu drove her around the old mansion.
It was more like a castle than an old mansion.
It was a residence that combined a standard courtyard - style and a colonnaded courtyard. In the center of the courtyard, there was a small bronze sculpture fountain.
The crystal - clear water droplets splashed onto the surrounding roses, shining with a charming luster in the sunlight.
The whole courtyard was filled with a romantic atmosphere. The magnificent castle was extremely luxurious, making you feel as if you were in a palace.
No matter where Ning Yitao said she wanted to go, Ji Wangqiu obediently took her there.
But Ning Yitao always felt that something was wrong in her heart. This feeling of unease shrouded her.