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Chapter 114 Confronting the Master!

Imperial Prison.

Cell No. 4, Class A.

A towering, dark gold statue, over 12 feet tall, stands majestically.

It just stood there, doing nothing, yet it pressed down on you like a mountain.

The layers of dark gold armor plates give it an air of being strong yet not heavy.

The psionic conduits meandered along the limbs, undulating slightly like blood vessels.

With each pulse, a faint blue light emanated from the depths of the conduit, flowing along the patterns on the armor and finally converging in the three slowly rotating main spirit cores in the chest cavity.

The colossus's head is a full-face helmet, its streamlined shape exuding a sharp, murderous aura.

It just stood there, doing nothing.

But the overwhelming sense of oppression silenced the entire courtyard.

The clear water no longer ripples.

The fragrance of flowers no longer lingers.

Yu Qingzheng's eyes were fixed on the giant statue.

Staring at the dark golden armor plates.

Stare at the pulsating catheter.

Staring at the three spinning main spirit cores.

Staring at the nine spirit slots arranged in order.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

Something was churning violently in those extremely dark and deep eyes.

His hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves.

It loosened again.

He clenched his fist tightly.

a long time.

He murmured, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible: "Jade Pivot—Colossus—"

He was certain that with his cultivation level, there was absolutely no way that such a thing as an "illusion" could appear before his eyes.

The colossal jade statue before him was truly there.

He stared at the colossal statue, his eyes gleaming: "It is—Fifth Junior Brother."

What, Fifth Junior Brother?

Cheng Laiyun looked at Yu Qingzheng in front of him and knew with just one glance that this person must be his senior uncle.

Beneath the mask, his brow furrowed slightly.

Lin Nianjun, the fifth master of the Mo Sect, has gone missing, hasn't she?

With a slight thought from Cheng Laiyun.

The colossus transformed into countless points of light in the courtyard, eventually dissipating into his sea of consciousness.

As the colossus disappeared.

In the courtyard, a handsome young man with bright eyes slowly appeared.

This boy—

Yu Qingzheng frowned slightly.

He had never seen it before.

But with just a little sensing, he could tell that the young man in front of him was at the seventh level of the Mo Sect.

He didn't need to say anything more.

Then Cheng Laiyun bowed and greeted him, his voice steady and calm: "Cheng Laiyun, a seventh-rank Mo cultivator under the Fourth Elder of the Mo Sect, greets Grand Master Uncle."

"Cheng Laiyun?"

Upon hearing the newcomer's self-introduction, Yu Qingzheng's eyes snapped open, scrutinizing Cheng Laiyun from head to toe.

It's not the fifth junior brother!

Before he went to prison, he did hear his second junior brother say that his fourth junior sister had taken in a very talented disciple!

Thinking of this, a barely perceptible glint of light began to gather between her fingers beneath her sleeve.

A faint smile appeared on his face: "I've heard of you."

"Both my second junior brother and that girl Miaozhen have said that you have exceptional talent."

"I suppose it was that giant statue that was on you just now."

"They must have used the last Mystic Pearl of the Mo Sect to create a colossal statue for you that can only be used up to the sixth rank, right?"

That saves me the trouble of explaining it myself.

Cheng Laiyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his senior uncle's question.

He was about to nod.

But suddenly they froze.

wrong!

Grand Master Uncle, Yu Qingzheng.

Third-grade ink cultivator!

It can be said that he is the strongest person in the Mo Sect in the Great Yuan Dynasty.

It might be understandable if he couldn't see other things.

But how could he possibly ask any more questions about the mechanisms of the Mo Sect?!

Something is wrong!

The answer that was about to come out was stuck in Cheng Laiyun's throat.

He swallowed.

He looked up again at Yu Qingzheng.

He had a lean face and a composed demeanor.

Those eyes were incredibly black and deep, as black as an ancient well, as deep as an abyss.

"Respectfully addressed to my senior uncle."

Cheng Laiyun's mind raced, and in just a moment he made a bold decision.

He took a deep breath and knelt down with a thud.

"Master Uncle."

He raised his head and met Yu Qingzheng's extremely dark and deep eyes.

The gaze fell upon him, not heavy, yet it seemed to see right through him from head to toe.

Cheng Laiyun did not dodge.

He just knelt there, letting that gaze sweep across his face.

"This colossus—" he began, his voice hoarse. He paused for a moment before continuing, "Lai Yun has been hiding it, and he can't sleep peacefully every night."

"I dare not tell my master."

"I dare not tell my senior sister."

"I dare not tell anyone."

His voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

But within that low, hoarse voice lay an indescribable emotion.

It is the exhaustion after being suppressed for too long, and the disorientation when finally finding a way out.

Cheng Laiyun himself couldn't quite tell whether these emotions were real or fake.

Maybe it's true.

"today."

He looked up at Yu Qingzheng.

In those eyes, there was tension, trepidation, anticipation, and something else—

It's like the feeling of grievance that only a child who has traveled a long way to finally see their loved ones has.

"Finally, I get to see my senior uncle."

At this point, a mist even appeared in Cheng Laiyun's eyes.

Yu Qingzheng stared at Cheng Laiyun in surprise.

He looked at Cheng Laiyun's face.

I saw grievance, I saw tension, I saw expectation —

His unwavering Dao heart, which had been dormant for many years, trembled slightly.

The lingering wariness in his eyes slowly dissipated.

The faint light beneath the sleeve also disappeared.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and said calmly, "Stand up and speak."

Cheng Laiyun was stunned for a moment, then stood up, but did not dare to look up, just stood there with his hands hanging down.

Yu Qingzheng didn't look at him; his gaze was fixed on the pool of clear water, where the moonlight was reflected and shimmered.

"This colossus," he began, his voice soft, "how did it get here?"

Cheng Laiyun's body stiffened slightly.

really! !

I was right!

That question just now was the eldest master's test!

Fortunately.

From the moment he decided to kneel down, he knew that he was going to tell the truth today.

"Reporting to my eldest master," he took a deep breath, "the matter is actually somewhat bizarre."

Yu Qingzheng simply nodded without saying a word.

Cheng Laiyun gritted his teeth, took half a step forward, and said in a low voice, each word clear and distinct: "This giant statue—I discovered it in Yong'an County."

"There was a case involving spirit fields in Qinglong Mountain at the time. I investigated it and found it in a cave."

"It has been buried underground for who knows how many years."

"It took me two Mystic Pearls to activate it."

"One is the one Shen Jiake stole from the capital, and the other one—"

He paused.

"The other one, I snatched from a farm repairman named Tian Jiude."

Yu Qing's brow twitched slightly.

His expression was somewhat dazed.

Jia Ke — is the only disciple under the Fifth Junior Brother.

As for Tian Jiude, agricultural repairman?

His brow furrowed.

Cheng Laiyun continued, "Shen Jiake's escape to Yong'an County by stealing the Xuan Pearl was actually planned long ago—"

Later, Tian Jiude took another mysterious pearl and tried to activate the giant statue—

"And also—I had three days of my memory erased—I later learned that it was Wei Xianjun, the magistrate of Yong'an County. He wasn't a seventh-rank Confucian scholar; he was a fifth-rank one—"

He swallowed hard.

"I killed Tian Jiude, stole the Xuanzhu, and took this giant statue—."

"They also killed Wei Xianjun together with Senior Sister Xu and Gao Heyun."

Complete and intact.

Cheng Laiyun told Yu Qingzheng everything that had happened in Yong'an County.

Since we can't hide it anymore, we might as well tell the whole story.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Yu Qingzheng.

Yu Qingzheng continued to gaze at the pool of clear water, his face expressionless.

His gaze was slightly unfocused, as if he were pondering something.

The entire No. 4 courtyard was quiet.

Cheng Laiyun was unsure of himself, but he still forced himself to continue, "Later, we entered Qingzhou. As for Zhang Hong, my senior uncle should know about it."

"The guard who stole the Xuanzhu used the metal life bone that Zhang Hong had stolen from him."

"Zhang Hong wants to use that black snake to kill Zhou Linghe, and the reward he promised the black snake was the Xuanzhu—"

His voice gradually faded.

"Then—on the Qujiang River, the black snake was reborn, and I rushed in."

"I killed Zhang Hong and broke through Nirvana; my master killed the Black Serpent and saved Qingzhou City."

"Then I fell into a coma. When I woke up, my master gave me a Nine-Turn Jade Toad Pill, saying it was given to me by Prime Minister Zhang, and told me to recover and come to the capital to take up my post."

He's finished speaking.

The courtyard was extremely quiet.

The water was calm and still.

The fragrance of flowers is silent.

Yu Qingzheng remained seated there, motionless.

Cheng Laiyun stood there, his face calm.

He has said everything he could.

Aside from the fact that he's a time traveler and has some kind of cheat code.

In the silence.

"come over."

Yu Qingzheng suddenly spoke.

Cheng Laiyun was taken aback and looked up at him.

Yu Qingzheng turned around, and those extremely dark and deep eyes fell on his face. The unfathomable look in his eyes was gone, replaced by an indescribable emotion.

"Come here," he said again.

Cheng Laiyun took a few steps forward and stopped in front of him.

Yu Qingzheng looked him over, scrutinizing him from top to bottom and bottom to top.

He suddenly laughed.

The smile was faint, so faint that it was almost invisible.

"Sit down and talk," Yu Qingzheng said, pointing to the stone bench beside him.

Cheng Laiyun hesitated for a moment, then sat down as instructed.

Yu Qingzheng looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and slowly said, "From Yong'an County to Qingzhou, from an ordinary person to a seventh-rank Mo Xiu, from a death row inmate to an inspector."

He paused.

"This journey must have been difficult, right?"

Cheng Laiyun was stunned for a moment.

He looked up.

He met Yu Qingzheng's gaze.

He suddenly saw a hint of heartache in the other person's eyes, which were weathered by time.

That look struck him right in the heart.

This made me want to say "it's okay," "it's nothing," and "it's all as it should be," which were all hypocritical words.

But the words stuck in his throat.

Along the way, the most common looks he saw were shock, relief, worry, hatred, and jealousy.

But I've never seen this kind of gaze before.

It's a pure, deep affection that elders have for their younger generation.