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Wen Henian waved his hand, about to signal his disciple to see the guest out, when suddenly a gatekeeper disciple stumbled in from outside the door, his face looking as if he had encountered a vengeful ghost in broad daylight.

"Elder!" The disciple hurriedly bowed, his voice cracking, "Immortal Venerable Feng Heng has arrived and says he wishes to see you!"

Wen Henian's expression changed drastically.

Why did they have to come at this time? Did they hear something?

He grabbed the sleeve of the young man next to him and whispered quickly, "Quickly, just say I'm sick, no, just say I'm in seclusion and won't see anyone. Tell him to come back another day."

The junior disciple below said with a distressed expression, "Elder, I'm afraid it's too late..."

A lazy, nonchalant voice drifted in from outside the hall: "Who's in seclusion? Why aren't you sitting here drinking tea? What? You really don't want to see me?"

When Wen Henian heard this voice, he felt a wave of dizziness.

But since the person had already arrived at the door, he had no choice but to stand up and greet them.

It was only a few steps from the chair to the palace entrance, but the journey in his mind felt like he had walked the entire path of his life.

Wen Henian forced a fake smile and stepped forward with his hands clasped: "Immortal Venerable Feng Heng, your presence is an honor! I am so sorry for not greeting you sooner. Please, take a seat!"

Yu Linzhou led Lin Zhixu into the hall with a swagger and sat down in the main seat without any ceremony.

Wen Henian: "..." Old man, you really don't hold back.

When the Wen family head and Elder Feng realized that a great person had arrived, they quickly lowered their heads and stepped aside.

Yu Linzhou sat down, and only then did he seem to notice the two people standing below him. He raised an eyebrow slightly and said in a feigned surprised tone, "Oh, you have guests here? It seems I've come at an inopportune time."

Lin Zhixu stood next to him, lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Wen Henian's lips twitched, and he forced a dry laugh, "No, no, they've left. May I ask what brings the Immortal Venerable here today?"

"It's nothing," Yu Linzhou leaned back in his chair, "I just haven't seen you in a long time, and I missed you, so I came to visit."

Wen Henian: "...Thank you for your concern, Immortal Venerable. But we just met at the disciple-acceptance ceremony two years ago."

Yu Linzhou blinked and replied without changing his expression, "Is that so? Perhaps I'm just getting old and my memory isn't what it used to be."

Wen Henian felt a lump in his throat, unable to swallow it down.

The head of the Wen family, who had been hiding in the corner with his head down, felt both awe and curiosity upon hearing this conversation.

The name of Feng Heng Immortal Venerable is known to every cultivator.

The immortal Wu Cang, who was equally famous as him, was a legendary figure. It would be a real pity not to see one of them in person today.

He quietly raised his eyelids and cautiously glanced towards the main seat. His gaze had just landed on Yu Linzhou, and before he could even marvel at the Immortal Venerable's demeanor, he noticed the person standing next to him.

The man had a cold expression; he was none other than the "new favorite" who had been inseparable from his son these past few days!

The Wen family head's mind went blank for a moment; before his reason could process it, his mouth had already blurted out, "How is it you?!"

Wen Henian silently covered his face: It's over.

Yu Linzhou chuckled, turning his head to look at the Wen family head: "What, you know my beloved disciple?"

The head of the Wen family felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured from his head to his feet, instantly chilling him to the bone.

He fell to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "No, I don't know him. I must be seeing things. I've mistaken you for someone else."

Why didn't he report it when he had such a good opportunity?

He was just acting impulsively, not stupid.

Even if someone complains, what good will it do? Would Immortal Venerable Fengheng punish his disciple for the sake of a stranger?

Moreover, the patriarch's attitude just now made it clear that even the patriarch dared not provoke him, so what is he to provoke?

He finally understood why his ancestor had told him to stop investigating.

It's not that we can't find it, it's that even if we do find it, so what?

That unfilial son! It was that unfilial son who caused such a terrible disaster, bringing misfortune upon the Wen family!

They deserve to die, they deserve to die!

Yu Linzhou said slowly, "It's good that you don't know him. My disciple has always been well-behaved and sensible, but he's just too likable. There are always some clueless flies buzzing around him."

"Therefore, I often taught him that when you encounter something with ill intentions, you must eliminate it completely and never be soft-hearted."

The head of the Wen family pressed his forehead against the cold floor tiles, cold sweat streaming down his forehead. "Yes, it's clear that the Immortal Master has been well-educated by the Immortal Venerable."

Yu Linzhou nodded in satisfaction: "Is there anything else? If not, you may leave. I have some things to say to Elder Wen."

Patriarch Wen and Elder Feng respectfully withdrew and slunk away.

Standing in the square of Lingyun Sect, looking at the azure sky above, Patriarch Wen felt a sense of desolation in his heart.

His home was gone, his son was dead, and he knew who his enemy was, but he could never avenge that loss in this lifetime.

Elder Feng said helplessly, "Patriarch, things have come to this point. The best course of action for the Wen family is to withdraw from the world and protect themselves."

The Wen family head stared blankly at the young disciples flying around on their swords in the Lingyun Sect square, his nails digging deeply into his palms.

He was unwilling to accept it; how could he possibly accept it!

He had been busy preparing for this auction for so long, humbly begging to connect with the black market. He had finally managed to rebuild the Wen family's reputation and was about to turn things around. He was unwilling to just disappear into the background like this!

He abruptly raised his head, a near-mad glint rekindling in his eyes: "That's right! We still have the black market connection! As long as we hold onto this connection, the Wen family cannot be defeated!"

"Let's go back and find a way to reconnect with the manager in the black market. That way, the Wen family will still have a chance to rise again!"

Hearing him say this, Elder Feng also held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

The black market... The owner of the black market is an even more mysterious being than Feng Heng Immortal Venerable, and may even be a more powerful figure than Feng Heng Immortal Venerable.

As long as we can find a way to move him, we can definitely restore the Wen family's former glory.

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With no outsiders in the side hall, Yu Linzhou didn't bother beating around the bush anymore and asked directly, "Those two people just now, were they here to complain to you?"

Wen Henian nodded helplessly; he hadn't expected to be able to hide this from Yu Linzhou.

Yu Linzhou rarely put on a serious expression: "I think the Wen family is going to be a major calamity for you. If you don't deal with it properly, you will be implicated when they commit a serious crime."

"What a cultivator fears most is being burdened by worldly affairs; you should understand this better than I do."

Wen Henian sighed, his tone tinged with weariness: "Cause and effect are not something that can be easily eliminated."

Yu Linzhou: "If you ask me, there aren't that many causes and effects; it's all just human nature at work. Your connection with the Wen family was severed long ago, so why create trouble for yourself? Hesitation will only lead to chaos."

Wen Henian was silent for a moment, then suddenly gave a bitter laugh: "I never imagined that the Wen family would have declined to this state in this generation. You're right, I've been making trouble for myself. I'm not going to interfere in their affairs anymore; let them do what they want."

His gaze fell on Yu Linzhou with a hint of scrutiny. "But I'm curious, although you're usually unreasonable, you wouldn't go this far. Why did you suddenly decide to kill me?"

Although cultivators live in a world of survival of the fittest, they are bound by the laws of nature and generally do not indiscriminately kill innocent people.

Being tainted by too much blood and evil energy will also be detrimental to cultivation.

Yu Linzhou lowered his eyelashes, his tone becoming somewhat indifferent: "His son offended my beloved disciple. He deserves to die."

He didn't want to go into details, and Wen Henian didn't want to ask any more questions.

"Since this is a matter of cause and effect between you and him, then you should handle it yourselves."

Don't come looking for him anymore!

He's really going into seclusion this time!