The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 70 The Autopsy Causes an Uproar
As dusk approached, at the Sun family mansion, Feng Ling and his entourage finally concluded their banquet after nearly two hours.

"Miss Yu Yang, where is your father's body kept?" As soon as the banquet ended, Feng Ling raised an eyebrow, and then Ling Weiyun's clone frowned and asked Sun Yu Yang in a deep voice.

"Elder Ling, it's getting late today. I think we should go early tomorrow morning!" Zhang Yi said with a slight smile, pretending to look up at the somewhat dim sky.

“Old lady, you are kind and righteous. You must be tired today. Why don’t you rest for the night?” Although Sun Yuyang was dissatisfied with Zhang Yi, she agreed with his suggestion. Especially when she saw the old man opposite her, who looked so frail, she felt a little sorry for him and regretted it. “If I had known that you were so old and frail, how could I have asked you to stay?”

The various expressions on their faces were observed by the four eyes of the main and secondary avatars. Ling Weiyun's avatar immediately raised an eyebrow and said, "Old but vigorous! To avoid any unforeseen complications, I will set off to investigate now!"

"Well... alright! Thank you for your trouble...!" At Ling Weiyun's clone's insistence, Sun Yuyang no longer hesitated and led everyone towards the back mountain. In fact, it would be impossible for her not to be anxious; she couldn't put her mind at ease, both emotionally and logically.

It wasn't just about the bet; more importantly, the person who died under mysterious circumstances was her own father! She knew who the murderer was, but she couldn't figure out how the murderer had killed her father, a tenth-level high-ranking ghost spirit master.

"Young Miss! Madam Ruan, Young Master!" Two middle-aged guards who were guarding the cave behind the mountain bowed and clasped their hands in greeting when they saw Sun Yuyang and the others arrive. Judging from their cultivation levels, they were both quite powerful, clearly at the eighth level of the entry-level advanced ghost spirit master! It was evident how much effort Sun Yuyang had put into protecting Sun Yunshan's body.

"Yes, thank you both for your hard work!" Sun Yuyang nodded lightly in sympathy, and the two were extremely humbled. Ruan Xinrou, on the other hand, snorted coldly from the side, clearly displeased that the two had bowed to Sun Yuyang first.

"Boom~!"

Two guards waved their hands and quickly formed hand seals. Immediately afterward, the stone wall in front of everyone trembled slightly, and a heavy stone door slowly rose up, revealing a long stone staircase leading underground.

"Everyone, follow me closely!" The group filed in, finding the interior even darker and more damp. Sun Yuyang's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but remind them. Feng Ling also raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "This seems quite different from the last time I came!"

"What a mysterious feeling!" With a clear and melodious voice, Feng Yuqing, draped in Feng Ling's right arm, carefully stepped on the sinking stone steps, her eyes revealing a look of joy, clearly her old habit had relapsed.

"Shh!" Feng Ling made a shushing gesture, feeling utterly helpless. Then, he looked enviously at the white-haired old man ahead. Behind the old man was a cold and beautiful woman.

"Hmm?" Feng Ling suddenly frowned and his gaze fell on the cold and beautiful woman in front of him. The woman was Leng Ning Shuang.

"What are you looking at?" A strange voice interrupted Feng Ling's thoughts. Feng Yuqing's words were unfriendly. Following the gaze, she turned to stare at Feng Ling and pinched his right arm hard until he grimaced before letting go with a cold snort.

How pitiful!
My perfectly good arm is covered... in "love"! Cough cough, no, I mean scars...

"Senior Sister Leng seems to hate my clone a lot!" After the pain subsided, Feng Ling walked with Feng Yuqing, pondering as he went. He had just sensed a hint of killing intent in Leng Ning Shuang's beautiful eyes as she looked at his clone!
Feng Ling was extremely frustrated. He had no idea what he had done to offend this icy beauty. Could it be that he had mistakenly beaten her beloved's master, or perhaps he had mistakenly beaten her beloved's master?

When the clone first arrived at the Jade Purity Sect to "rectify" the sect's discipline, he defeated many old monsters, such as the seven elders who gave him a hard time at the cliff edge of the Jade Purity Waterfall.

Feng Ling thought that perhaps one of them was Leng Ning Shuang's master.

"Elder Ling, my father's body is inside this stone chamber!" After descending about a hundred meters, next to a stone chamber, Sun Yuyang turned and nodded to Ling Weiyun before leading everyone into the slowly opening stone chamber.

Upon entering, a small space of about twenty square meters suddenly appeared.

Upon closer inspection, the stone chamber was illuminated by flickering lights, revealing jade stones that emitted a faint glow. In the center of the jade stones was a huge ice coffin, which, being transparent, reflected the faint glow of the precious jade, revealing a face that appeared to be over sixty years old.

The man's face was rosy, as if he were fast asleep. Not only was Feng Ling, who had been there once before, secretly shocked, but even Sun Yuyang and his family members were inexplicably startled.

"Father...! Yu Yang has come to see you."

"Godfather...!" "Husband...!"

……

Sun Yuyang, Zhang Yi, Qi Cheng, Ruan Xinrou, and others stepped forward and knelt to pay their respects to the deceased, their voices hoarse and their eyes filled with sorrow. At first glance, each of them appeared to be a virtuous wife, loving mother, and dutiful daughter.

"Sigh!" Feng Ling and the others sighed, bowed slightly, and watched helplessly as the group went through the motions. Finally, it was Sun Yuyang, who was still angry, who took the initiative to stand up, and only then did the others stop and get up to follow and make way.

"Hmph! What a hypocrite." Sun Yuyang sneered inwardly. Did he think that getting up a step later than her would prove his innocence?
To put it bluntly, Ruan Xinrou and the others were putting on an act for the living, while Sun Yuyang and Qi Cheng were genuinely putting on an act for the dead.

"Please step back, everyone. I'm about to begin the autopsy!" Ling Weiyun's clone said solemnly, then stepped forward and, with a strong push, moved the ice coffin lid open with a gust of wind.

"Whoosh!" A chill immediately rushed out, making the people nearby shudder.

"The body is perfectly intact, without a single scratch. Could it be...!" Ling Weiyun's clone examined Sun Yunshan's cold corpse with his old hands, but found no signs of blunt force trauma. Just as he was muttering in confusion, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Poison...!?"

"Stop! Elder Ling, what are you doing?" Ruan Xinrou shouted in shock and anger, snatching a silver needle that had suddenly appeared in Ling Weiyun's clone's hand. She used her body to shield Sun Yunshan's corpse and cried out in complaint, "My husband is dead, but he was lucky enough to have a whole body! Yet you still want him to suffer the torment of being pricked with needles after death! What are your intentions?"

"Get lost! Ruan Xinrou, stop pretending. Are you feeling guilty?" Sun Yuyang was furious. She reached out her delicate hand, grabbed Ruan Xinrou's wrist, and suddenly pushed her away.

It's hard to imagine that those seemingly delicate hands could contain such great strength.

"Hmph! Investigate if you want, what do I have to be guilty of?" Ruan Xinrou's heart skipped a beat. After regaining her balance, she spoke angrily. Still feeling that it wasn't enough, her eyes flashed with a sudden inspiration, and she cried out, "Master! Look at your good daughter, she's brought people to bully you!"

"Elder Ling, please continue!" Sun Yuyang's face was extremely ugly. He glanced at the wailing Ruan Xinrou and then turned to Ling Weiyun's clone to respectfully invite him to continue.

"Hmph! If this weren't the final resting place of my godfather's spirit, I would have given you both a sword today to vent my anger!" Qi Cheng gritted his teeth and stared coldly at Zhang Yi, who stepped forward to persuade Ruan Xinrou. The anger in his heart was no less than that of Sun Yuyang.

"Sizzle!" With a signal from the others, Ling Weiyun's clone produced another silver needle. Having learned from his previous experience, he dared not hesitate this time. He quickly inserted the needle after finding the acupoint on the deceased's abdomen.

"The Bone-Corroding Cold Powder...!?" A deep, startled shout rang out. The old man frowned, his eyes filled with suspicion, and slowly pulled out the blackened poison needle from his hand.

Upon hearing this, everyone was instinctively stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief. The reason wasn't that the poison was particularly potent, but rather that it fell right into the lowest tier of poisons!

The Bone-Corroding Cold Powder is mainly known for its excellent anesthetic effect. Although it contains a trace of potent poison, let alone Sun Yunshan at the tenth level, even a mid-level Ghost Spirit Master at the seventh level might not be able to kill him with that trace of poison!

"Hahaha~...! Husband, you see? This is the good daughter you've spoiled!" Ruan Xinrou laughed bitterly, glancing mockingly at Sun Yuyan and the others. Then, she snorted disdainfully and flicked her sleeve, saying, "Hmph, let's go...!"

Following Ruan Xinrou's order, four or five figures in the stone chamber set off and followed, including the tenth-rank steward of the Sun family!
"Sigh...!" Zhang Yi sighed softly, glancing at the pretty woman with a complicated expression before leaving.

"Impossible, impossible...!" Sun Yuyang's eyes flickered, she bit her lip, turned her head to look at the beautiful woman who turned away with a sarcastic remark, her eyes filled with deep resentment.

"Elder Ling, take another look. Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Qi Cheng asked Ling Weiyun's clone again, his face grim.

Due to Mom's stroke, I can only upload half a chapter at the last minute today.

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