“Yes, dad.” Xu Linghe took back the Mortal Instrument, and looked for his father’s voice, only to find that Xu Yinchang was struggling in the Blood Sea.

“Dad.”

Xu Linghe hugged his father. The late hug had warmed their hearts, and let them forget about the resentment and calculation at this moment.

“He’er, this is my retribution. I’ve been working for power throughout my life, but in the end, my family was broken because of me. Look, the Blood Sea was all made by me! If I have no greed, Chidi won’t parasitize my body. I should pay for my mistake. He’er, kill the demon, and don’t let him harm humans anymore, so that I can be relieved to die.”

“Dad, I won’t let you lie, even if my life will be taken.”

“Nonsense! If I die, the prime minister will also die. You want to die? Xu Yinchang, if you die, your son will be a sinner who kill his own father in person.”

Governing the three realms was just around the corner, so how could Chidi let a mortal obstruct his process? No, Chidi wanted to control Xu Yinchang’s divine consciousness, but how could a desperate person be easily controlled?

Xu Linghe understood his father’s desperation. Being controlled was suffering to his father. How sad it was to own a soulless body. How crucial it was to let his father witness Chidi killing himself?

Chidi’s divine consciousness was extending, aiming to seal the soul of Xu Yinchang. If Chidi left the human body at present, his soul would be destroyed. Erfu was injured by the soul of Kunlun, and needed time to recover.

Chidi’s divine consciousness drilled into the soul of Xu Yinchang to prevent his struggle. The Mica spirit had been nourishing the soul of Chidi. He gathered his Spirit Power to dispel the three souls and seven scorpions of Xu Yinchang. Just waking up, and being suppressed by Chidi’s Spirit Power, Xu Yinchang lost his sight again.

Xu Linghe released his Spirit Power and injected it into his father’s body. The spirit sucked the power. Xu Yinchang was bound by Chidi.

“Prime minister, don’t be that hard. Go to have a rest!”

“No way!”

Xu Yinchang concentrated to gather the Spirit Power. Though the Mica spirit was nourishing the soul of Chidi, it knew that Xu Yinchang was its master. It was wrapped by continuous Spirit Power. As long as the human body was destroyed, Chidi would never get rid of the soul field.

Xu Yinchang concentrated to reverse all his acupoints. When his muscles and vessels were reversed, a plenty of blood burst out.

Xu Yinchang broke his vessels. Blood consistently flew out. There was only a vague shadow in front of him. That was Linghe who was crying. Xu Yinchang wanted to comfort his son, but his soul had already flown away. Seeing his son carrying him, he was full of tears.

“He’er, I’m going to look for your mother.”

Xu Linghe looked at his father who was going to die, and his tears burst out like a river. This time, his father would really leave.

“Dad, I’m useless.”

“He’er, I can only company till now. I’m going. Take care of yourself. I am going to find your mother. She has been waiting for me for a long time.”

“Dad!”

The voice of Xu Linghe was echoing in the empty valley, and his crying robbed his ability to utter.

The body in his arms had become cold. This time, his father really left. He thought of his childhood. At that time, in order to see his father, he always got up at five in the morning. And quietly hid in his father’s routine. He was so young at that time. Yielding the sleepiness, he fell asleep. And when he woke up, he was already on the bed. Puzzled, he asked his mother. His mother said he was sleepwalking. But he knew he was brought back by his father. His dream in childhood was to accompany his father to have a trip in the forbidding imperial palace.

But what a pity, it won’t come. What made the father and son be indifferent and cold to each other like ice, and let them leave a life regret to each other

Many years later, today Xu Linghe finally understood that his father had his difficulties. As the family master, his father must hold up this family and prevent the wind and rain from the Xu families.

It was just the March, but why he was suffering in the ice and snow. He caressed his father’s face. His father was really old. Unconsciously, wrinkles had crawled over the corners of his father’s eyes. He gently rubbed the blood of his father’s mouth, and tears hindered his sight. His father’s hair between his fingers was stained silvery like snow in the early winter.

He wanted to smooth the winkles on his father’s face, but his father was already dead. In the sunset, his father fell asleep, just like the sand dunes after the wind, leaving tranquility only. He bent over to pick up his father, and facing the dying sun, walked to Di Qing step by step.

The spirit wrapped Chidi, and gathered his soul that should have been dissipated little by little. He never expected that, in order to eliminate him, Xu Yinchang would be willing to die. But unpredictably, he got the power of the spirit.

The spirit was the treasure of the Black Emperor that was made by collecting thousands of fairies. It was a divine pill that could feed the spirit. He chose to live in Xu Yinchang’s body, only because he was attracted by the latter’s spirit.

Chidi sucked the Spiritual Qi of the spirit, and a warm current was moving over his whole body. When a blue light and his soul met, the heaven was torn a hole. The Mica spirit began to absorb the essence of the heaven and earth, and the distant peaks were exhausted in an instant. The spring should be brimming over with vigour and vitality, but now became bleak.

After a cold wind, the body of Xu Linghe’ father was covered with Demonic Qi. The sky was cut into two pieces by the Evil Qi. Spirit Power was rolling on the heaven, and Sorrow Qi consistently come over. Just as Xu Linghe sensed wrong, the Spirit Power suddenly wore through his father’s body, and then his father flew into the air like a firework.

The Spirit Power flew to the corpse from all the directions. When the Spirit Power lit up the sky, the Mica spirit took the soul of Chidi, flying into the Blood Sea like a meteor. The corpse that lost the protection of the spirit continued to fly to the sky like a stream of light. When Xu Linghe intended to catch his father, what he gained was only a stream of light.

“Dad!”

Bleakness was lingering in the sky.

“Linghe, come on, don’t be sad.”

“Prince, I can’t even protect my father!”

Di Qing knew that Xu Linghe was full of sadness. When Di Qing’s father was killed by the Majesty, he was as sad as Xu Linghe.

Suddenly the sky flashed and thundered, the dark clouds blocked the starlight, and the earth’s crust swayed. The unsealed Demon King Manor showed up. The Spirit Power was boiling in the Blood Sea. When Erfu jumped up from the Blood Sea, all the Demon Spirit began to kneel down on the ground to welcome the Demon King. Erfu flew up to the building.

Xu Linghe did not expect that Chidi was still alive. Although he had already entered his true body, primordial Qi was badly wounded, so that he could not transform into a human. Since Xu Linghe’s father had already died, how could he let Chidi live?

Xu Linghe secretly gathered Spirit Power and smashed it to Chidi. Just as Xu Linghe leaped, a ray of spirit light pierced his chest. It was from his brother, and he couldn’t believe it.

“Why…”

Chidi’s snake-like body was rolling on the clouds with a hideous smile. Mortals pursued interest. They could abandon everything, such as the brotherhood, for the sake of benefit.

“Why you did that to me?”

“Because I want to be the King of Qi Kingdom, the king who is superior to millions of people. Only Chidi can help me achieve it, and the price is your Mortal Instrument.”

“I can’t believe it… No!”

Xu Linghe felt like a million arrows were penetrating him. He never expected that he would be killed by his best brother.

The soul of Kunlun rushed out of Chidi’s body and flew toward the Mount Kunlun. The Shenzong, who was far away in the Kunlun, sighed. He watched the images in the Spirit Mirror. He had expected Xu Linghe to have such a tribulation. To inherit the Kunlun throne, one must suffer such a tribulation. The Shenzong hoped his grand disciple to have a deep experience of humanity. Though humans were the spirit of all things, they couldn’t resist temptations. He hoped that his grand disciple could be aware of it.

The soul dissipated, but Xu Linghe was unwilling to leave. He had not done what he promised to Jiang Wuyou, so he wanted to go back to his body, to the Joy Hall. But he knew that he couldn’t. Nothing could go back to the past.

The empty valley echoed with a stern voice. Xu Linghe wanted to comfort Lin Xiaosa, but there was only a glimmer of light between his fingers. He could only look at the sad Lin Xiaosa. He was helpless as a duckweed in the sky.

He didn’t know where the little woman was. He wanted to see Jiang Wuyou. He knew that if they missed each other in this life, it would be difficult for them to meet again. His soul was wandering in the darkness. He could only find out the little woman by his divine consciousness.

Crossing the narrow alley, he found the wet corner was covered with thin moss. In the small window, there was a lamp on the table. A woman was leaning against the bed. Under the dim oil lamp, the woman was Di Li. Why would she be here?

With a squeak, the door opened, and a man like a servant came in. He greeted Di Li with respect. But when he saw her angry face, he hurried to kneel down.

“Miss, since I’ve served you for several months, just listen to Miss Ming.”

“What Miss Ming! She is a devil. In order to get Brother Xu’s heart, she hurts his beloved girl. Tell Ming Zhu, let my brother to see me.”

“Miss, the King of Jiangdu will be the king of Qi Kingdom soon. How can you order the Majesty to see you?”

“What shit Majesty Di Qing can only be Di Qing. Listen, don’t think I’m foolish, and don’t fool me. The Majesty you said and Ming Zhu are of the same batch. The one captured me for a man; the other listened to an old monster for the throne.”

“Miss, I just passed through the backyard and saw a lot of people gathered together. You know who I saw?”

“Go ahead. I’m sleeping.”

“The Wolf King and Ming Zhu were besieging a woman. They said that she is the Devil Girl of Teal Hill.”

“The sweetheart of Brother Xu? Take me there.”

Knowing the small woman was in crisis, Xu Linghe rushed to the backyard. Now he understood the truth. It turned out that Di Qing had already colluded with the Wolf King and Chidi.

Wuyou’s divine consciousness told her that Chiyou was locked here. Along the high wall, she flew toward the darkness. Lit the lamps up on the walls with her Spirit Power, she watched the surrounding carefully.

The night of March was slightly chilly; the night wind patted the valley, causing a snarl in the pine forest. A familiar message came— it was the aura of Chiyou. Wuyou arrived at the end of the path, and found a stone house.

“Xiaoyou, are you here?”

Wuyou called outside the iron gate, and hoped that Chiyou could hear.

“Sister, you finally come. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Han Chiyou was afraid. When she heard her sister’s voice, her tears began to flow. At this moment, she could only cry silently. Such a little girl, she just didn’t want her sister to worry about her.

Wuyou opened the stone door with her Spirit Power. Her heart was bleeding. Who maltreated her younger sister like this? This weak little girl’s messy hair was stained with blood, and there were a few places that had already festered on her slender legs.

The little girl looked at her sister. Her eyes were pure. At this moment, Wuyou felt pity about this little girl.

“Xiaoyou, don’t be afraid. I will take you out.”

“Sister, go to save mom. I’m not afraid.”