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“I learned it from the Lü family.”
The ecstasy on Wugensheng's face froze instantly, turning into deep confusion.
He subconsciously asked a question in return.
"The Lü family, one of the four?"
"Isn't their family's martial art called Ruyi Jin?"
Zhang Yunyuan remained silent.
He simply stood there quietly, looking at him calmly with those clear eyes that seemed to see right through people.
Wugensheng is not a fool.
On the contrary, he was extremely intelligent.
A single thought, like a bolt of lightning piercing the heavens and earth, forcefully cleaved through all the fog in his mind.
Duanmu Ying has disappeared.
However, the Lü family produced a technique called the Soul-Clearing Technique, which was remarkably similar to her Double-Handed Technique.
What this means is self-evident.
Wugensheng's breathing suddenly became heavy at this moment.
The color drained from his face at a visible speed, turning him deathly pale.
A chilling, bone-piercing coldness spread wildly upwards from the deepest part of his heart.
"The Lü family..."
He slowly squeezed out those two words through his teeth, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of sandpaper were rubbing together.
"They've captured...Duanmu Ying?!"
Zhang Yunyuan remained silent, only nodding slightly in acquiescence.
He looked at Wugensheng, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity.
"I can't be completely sure either."
"But at the very least, the Lü family cannot escape responsibility."
In Wugensheng's mind, it felt as if a million thunderbolts were detonating simultaneously.
His eyes, which always held a hint of worldly wisdom, were instantly filled with boundless rage and a deep-seated killing intent, turning a deep crimson.
His clenched fists emitted a sickening cracking sound, his knuckles turning pale from the excessive force, almost as if they were about to be crushed.
That girl who always smiled gently and said she wanted to cure all the world's illnesses.
That silly girl with clear eyes who said she was willing to treat everyone as her brothers and sisters when they swore brotherhood.
That was the brother he had sworn to protect with his whole life!
“The Lü family…”
Wugensheng slowly stood up from the ground, his tall body trembling slightly from extreme anger.
A terrifying killing intent, powerful enough to make the heavens and earth change color, suddenly erupted from his body, causing the air in the entire stone chamber to freeze!
"I will slaughter the entire Lü family!"
His voice was not loud, but every word was filled with anguish and carried an undeniable resolve.
"Apologize to my brother!"
However, just as his overwhelming killing intent was about to completely spiral out of control...
A very faint whimper, like that of a newborn kitten, suddenly rang out in the silent stone chamber.
The voice was soft, yet it was like the gentlest of hands, instantly calming the volcano about to erupt in Wugensheng's heart.
His murderous intent, which was about to erupt, suddenly froze.
He was frozen in place, as if under a spell.
He slowly and stiffly turned his head, casting his bloodshot, almost bleeding eyes toward the direction from which the voice came.
Amidst expectant gazes, Feng Baobao, who had been suspended in mid-air, seemed to have lost all her strength, or like a weightless feather, and slowly drifted to the ground.
Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, like butterfly wings.
Then, slowly, she opened her eyes.
What a pair of eyes those are.
It was as clear as a sky washed clean by autumn rain, without a speck of dust.
It was as empty as a newborn baby, filled with primal bewilderment and ignorance, feeling alienated from everything around it.
She looked at the man in front of her, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose expression was agitated.
She looked at the pairs of eyes around her, filled with concern and expectation.
There was not a ripple in her eyes.
There was no joy, no sorrow, no doubt, not even the slightest emotional fluctuation.
She didn't know them.
It was as if they didn't know anyone in this world.
The excitement and ecstasy on Wugensheng's face froze completely the moment he saw his daughter's eyes.
A chill, even colder and more piercing than when he first learned of Duanmu Ying's whereabouts, instantly pierced through his entire body.
The color drained from his face again, his lips trembled, and he reached out, pointing shakily at his daughter with vacant eyes.
He turned his head sharply, staring intently at Zhang Yunyuan, his voice sharp and hoarse with extreme shock and incomprehensible fear.
"You...you already restored her memories, didn't you?!"
"What's going on here?!"
Chapter 100 Parting Entrustment, A Greater Mission
Zhang Yunyuan activated the Bright Soul Technique again, his divine sense cautiously probing into Feng Baobao's sea of consciousness like a wisp of smoke.
That ocean of memories is now shrouded in a bottomless, gray barrier.
Fragments of memory are like fish frozen beneath millennia-old ice—visible, yet unreachable.
He withdrew his divine sense and shook his head at Wugensheng.
"The memory is not lost, but it is sealed by an extremely powerful restriction."
Unless this restriction can be broken, she is essentially the same as someone who has lost her memory.
Wugensheng stared blankly at his daughter, and after a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth:
"...Using the Eight Extraordinary Techniques will ultimately come at a price."
His face flashed between despair and ecstasy like a revolving lantern, eventually transforming into a chilling, almost insane resolve.
"I see."
He suddenly raised his head, and his usually clear eyes were now ignited with two dark flames.
"I need to find a more powerful force to break this restriction!"
Holding his daughter, whom he had lost and then found again but who was now like a stranger, Wugensheng felt a mix of sorrow and joy.
His tall frame trembled slightly, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end, he only expressed them in one gesture.
He gently put Feng Baobao down and solemnly bowed deeply to Zhang Yunyuan.
His voice was hoarse, yet it carried a heavy weight of entrusting life and death to him.
"This is my last hope, please take good care of her."
Zhang Yunyuan silently accepted the bow, then asked, "Where are you going?"
Wugensheng simply shook his head and did not answer.
He glanced one last time at his daughter, whose eyes were vacant, and then looked deeply at Zhang Yunyuan. In his eyes, which burned with a resolute flame, there was even a hint of pleading.
"I want to do something bigger, something that will change the world order."
"Take good care of the baby for me. When I succeed, I will come back to find you."
After saying that, he didn't look back. He turned around and strode into the deep cave passage. His figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, as if he had cut off all his worries and reluctance behind him.
In the end, only Zhang Yunyuan and Feng Baobao, who was as blank as a sheet of paper, remained in the huge cave.
Looking at the girl in front of him, whose eyes were empty and who could only stand there blankly, unresponsive to everything around her, Zhang Yunyuan felt a throbbing pain in his temples for the first time.
He, a Taoist priest who was used to quiet cultivation and regarded worldly affairs as a hindrance, is now going to be a stay-at-home dad.
What is this?
"Um... your name is Feng Baobao, do you remember me?"
he asked tentatively.
Feng Baobao simply blinked her clear but lifeless eyes, tilted her head, and remained silent.
Zhang Yunyuan sighed and pointed to himself.
"I am Zhang Yunyuan."
He pointed at her again.
"You, Feng Baobao."
Feng Baobao mimicked him, extending her slender finger, first pointing at him, then at herself, her lips moving but no sound coming out.
Zhang Yunyuan rubbed his temples and decided to start with the basics.
He pried a stone off the cliff and held it up to her.
Feng Baobao looked at him, then at the stone, and remained silent.
Zhang Yunyuan had no choice but to patiently repeat the process over and over again.