Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

On the other side, Ye Yu took Feng Qiwen to the location of Tianji Pavilion, but did not go there directly. Instead, he stopped a few hundred miles away and then notified Murong Xue to come.

He still had the aura of the Xu family's Mahayana expert on him, and Ye Yu had not forgotten this.

Since Tianji Pavilion wants to hide from the world, Ye Yu cannot let their location be exposed so bluntly.

Soon, Murong Xue arrived. When she saw Feng Qiwen beside Ye Yu, she understood what Ye Yu meant and gave him a grateful smile.

Feng Qiwen was slightly surprised to see Murong Xue appear in Zhongzhou, but he didn't say much. He turned around and left quietly, leaving the two of them alone.

"How is it? Have you found that person?" Ye Yu asked when he saw Murong Xue.

Murong Xue nodded, "We've found the person, but I'm afraid things are a little difficult to handle."

"What's wrong?" Ye Yu asked with a frown.

"You'll know when you meet Mr. Ye. But apart from this matter, doesn't Mr. Ye plan to go to Tianji Pavilion?" Murong Xue asked.

Upon learning that Ye Yu was coming, everyone in Tianji Pavilion was eagerly waiting, hoping that Ye Yu would come.

Moreover, since Ye Yu left last time, Murong Chen has been staying in the stone tower and has not appeared for a long time, not even saying a word.

This made Murong Xue very worried, and she also hoped that Ye Yu could go in and take a look.

"No, it won't be good for you if I go over now. Someone is watching me." Ye Yu grinned.

Murong Xue nodded thoughtfully, looked at Feng Qiwen outside, and then said, "Then Mr. Ye, please wait a moment. I will go back and arrange things, and then take you there."

"Okay, take this man back and don't let him out." Ye Yu nodded, then waved his hand and the unconscious Wang Xiong appeared.

Murong Xue looked at Wang Xiong with a little surprise, but didn't ask any questions and left with Wang Xiong.

A few hours later, Murong Xue came back and led Ye Yu and Feng Qiwen onto the spirit boat, speeding towards the north of Zhongzhou.

When Wang Xiong woke up from his coma, he suddenly found himself back in the familiar hut. However, everything that was once warm now seemed so glaring.

"You're awake." A familiar voice sounded. Wang Xiong turned around and saw Ye Chenxiang sitting there, as if he had lost his soul.

"You...why are you here?" Wang Xiong was startled and asked.

Ye Chenxiang turned around and looked at Wang Xiong woodenly, "If I don't come back, where else can I go? After leaving here, I realized that I can no longer fit in with the outside world."

Wang Xiong's face darkened instantly. Thinking of what happened before he fell into a coma, he smiled bitterly, "But we clearly got everything we ever wanted. Why did it turn out like this?"

Wang Xiong stood up and looked at the small courtyard covered with thatched grass in front of him.

"Because we just acted on impulse, but never thought that this was someone else's life, and a lifetime is too long." Ye Chenxiang looked at the pastoral scenery in front of him and the mortals coming and going in the fields, and smiled bitterly.

Wang Xiong sat down dejectedly and said with a wry smile, "Yes, we were too impulsive. This wasn't the life we ​​wanted. What we wanted was power and a life like this. We should have left ourselves a way out."

"Now, we still have a way out. You and I no longer have spiritual roots, and the power of our bloodline has disappeared. With our talents, our children will definitely not be bad. What's more, they have our guidance!" Ye Chenxiang's eyes flashed, and he stared at Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong seemed to be persuaded and looked at Ye Chenxiang, his eyes also shining with brilliance.

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of enthusiasm and desire, but lacking the warmth they once had.

"Come! This is our last hope!" Ye Chenxiang took off his shirt and said seriously.

Wang Xiong did not hesitate and turned around to close the door.

The moment the door closed, Wang Xiong took another look at the warm pastoral scenery. Everything he had longed for now seemed so dazzling.

Only now does Wang Xiong understand that he should not compare his momentary impulses with other people's lives.

Ye Chenxiang also understood that ideals without foundation are nothing but bubbles, and self-proclaimed nobility is nothing but bubbles without material and strength.

As the door closed, a guard from the Tianji Pavilion outside sneered.

There was another thing that Wang Xiong and Ye Chenxiang did not understand. When they gave up their weapons and completely blunted their fangs, they had become lambs, lambs that could never turn over.

There are so many mortals living in Tianji Pavilion. Hasn't there been a child with spiritual roots born in all these years? But why haven't I seen a single one yet?

For the sake of life and ideals, you can smooth out your edges, but never lose that last bit of pride, otherwise you will not even have the ability to resist.

After three days of flying, Murong Xue brought Ye Yu to a small town.

When arriving here, Ye Yu subconsciously scanned with his spiritual sense and found that the highest cultivation level in the city was only a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Then, Ye Yu cast a puzzled look at Murong Xue. Could a true master of refining equipment only be in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm?

Feeling Ye Yu's gaze, Murong Xue knew what Ye Yu was thinking. She didn't explain, but just nodded at Ye Yu, motioning him to follow her.

Soon, the three of them arrived in front of a blacksmith shop.

There was no one in front of the blacksmith shop. It was no wonder. Zhongzhou was a place full of spiritual energy. How could anyone come to a blacksmith shop that only made ordinary iron?

What use are those ordinary irons to monks?

Murong Xue walked forward and pushed open the door of the blacksmith shop. A creaking sound was heard, and a strong smell of alcohol hit her face.

In the middle of the blacksmith shop lay a slovenly old man.

Seeing someone coming in, the old man opened his eyes and glanced at Ye Yu and the others. His gaze stayed on Ye Yu's face for a long time, and then he said bluntly: "There is nothing you want here, leave!"

Hearing this, Murong Xue gave Ye Yu an apologetic smile and then said, "Senior Xun Mo, we are from the Tianji Pavilion. We came here to ask for something."

"I know you are from Tianji Pavilion!" Hearing the three words Tianji Pavilion, Xun Mo stood up suddenly, and then his eyes fell directly on Ye Yu, "Why? Why don't you let me go?! Why?!"

Looking at the almost insane Xun Mo, Ye Yu frowned. He had never dealt with Xun Mo before. Why did he react like this? Then he turned to look at Feng Qiwen.

Could it be mother?