One person said: "If I make you a holy child, will you be granted godhood through the art of Gu

"But who exactly did it, only those present at the scene probably know now."

"That incident back then had far-reaching consequences, even affecting the entire landscape of the supernatural world."

"The people present?" Zhang Chulan asked疑惑地问道, "Who do you mean?"

"Besides your grandfather, the patriarch of the Feng clan was also present at the time."

Ruan Feng glanced at Feng Baobao.

"The Feng family?" Zhang Chulan looked at Feng Baobao in shock. "Sister Bao'er's family?"

Feng Baobao also looked confused, completely unaware of these matters.

She blinked, seemingly trying to remember, but ultimately shook her head: "I don't remember."

What do you know about Feng Baobao's background?

This person is talking more and more outrageously.

Judging from the current situation...

Feng Baobao is very likely the daughter of Wugensheng.

When did the Feng family come into the picture again?

Ruan Feng hesitated for a moment, his gaze shifting back and forth between Jiang Mo and Feng Baobao, before finally shaking his head: "This topic is too dangerous, I can't say."

"Some secrets, once known, mean death."

"Danger?" Jiang Mo sneered.

The heat within the body was no longer concealed and immediately emanated.

Jiang Mo's change sent shivers down the spine of the entire cave, and the lights began to flicker. "What is danger to me?"

Zhang Chulan sensed this aura and involuntarily took a step back, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

He had never seen this sense of oppression, this feeling of suffocation, in Jiang Mo before.

It looks like when I was training myself before.

Jiang Mo showed mercy.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have a chance to survive.

Sensing the aura emanating from Jiang Mo, Ruan Feng's face turned even paler.

Sweat dripped incessantly from his forehead like rain.

"Your strength is indeed formidable, but I, Ruan Feng, am not one to be trifled with!"

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out a small bottle from his pocket, uncorked it, and a plume of black smoke filled the entire space.

Smoke rose and quickly filled the entire cave space.

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao were caught off guard and surrounded by black mist.

Suddenly everything went black, and breathing became difficult.

A feeling of suffocation instantly overwhelmed them, and the two instinctively covered their mouths and noses.

But the black mist seemed to have a mind of its own, drilling into their pores and seeping into their bodies.

"Cough cough—what is this?!"

Zhang Chulan coughed violently, feeling as if his blood was burning, as if countless tiny ants were gnawing at his flesh.

Ruan Feng sneered, "This is the Deathly Mist that I have been developing for many years. Even the experts of Quanxing would find it difficult to resist."

"Since you've come looking for us, don't blame me for being impolite!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Feng's figure darted through the smoke like an eel, trying to escape.

However, just as he was about to escape the cave, an invisible force suddenly froze him in place.

"You think such a simple trick will work?"

Jiang Mo's voice remained calm, as if the poisonous fog that filled the entire space had no effect on him.

He gently raised his hand, his fingers tracing an arc in the air.

Instantly, the black mist inside the cave seemed to be drawn by some force, and began to converge towards Jiang Mo's palm.

In a short while, the poisonous fog that had previously blotted out the sky had all gathered in Jiang Mo's hand, forming a black sphere the size of a fist.

"The Mist of Deathly Silence? Not a bad name." Jiang Mo looked at the black sphere in his palm and smiled slightly.

"However, to me, this is just a relatively basic form of Gu poison."

As he spoke, he gently crushed the black ball, and black powder flowed out from between his fingers and then disappeared.

Upon seeing this scene, Ruan Feng's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

He stared wide-eyed at Jiang Mo in disbelief: "This...this is impossible! That's the result of my twenty years of research!"

"A poisonous mist powerful enough to kill any master of the Quanxing Sect!"

"If this is all you have to offer, then that's really disappointing."

Jiang Mo said calmly, "Now, answer my question."

What do you know about Feng Baobao's background?

Ruan Feng's lips trembled. After hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed, seemingly resigned to his fate: "Feng Baobao...she is the only bloodline of the Feng family."

"The Feng family was once one of the oldest families in the world of supernatural beings, and they have an inseparable connection with Wugensheng."

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao had recovered from the effects of the poisonous fog, and upon hearing this, they were both startled.

"Bao'er and Wugensheng are related?" Zhang Chulan asked in shock.

Ruan Feng nodded: "Not only that, the Feng family bloodline has a special ability, which is perfect memory."

"They can remember everything they see and hear, including other people's martial arts techniques and secret manuals."

"This ability is unique in the world of superhumans."

Upon hearing this, Feng Baobao blinked and said, "But I don't remember anything."

"That's because your memories have been sealed." Ruan Feng gave Feng Baobao a deep look.

"After that incident, someone used a special sealing technique on you, causing you to lose your memory."

"What exactly happened during that incident you mentioned?" Zhang Chulan pressed.

"Who was involved in my grandfather's death?"

Ruan Feng was silent for a while, then finally spoke as if he had made up his mind: "That happened twenty years ago."

“Your grandfather Zhang Huaiyi, Feng Bao’er, the head of the Feng family, and Wugensheng.”

"The three discovered an ancient ruin in a secret realm."

"That ruin is said to have been left by an ancient Qi cultivator, and it contains an astonishing cultivation technique called the Taiqing Xuandian."

"This cultivation method is said to allow the learner to control the primordial energy of heaven and earth with every gesture, achieving unparalleled enlightenment."

"The three of them originally agreed to conduct research together and share the results."

"But one day, Feng Bao'er suddenly discovered that Zhang Huaiyi and Wugensheng were secretly colluding to monopolize the cultivation technique."

"A bloody battle thus broke out."

"In the end, Zhang Huaiyi was no match for the enemy and died from his injuries."

"Wugensheng was also seriously injured and almost lost his life."

"Feng Bao'er protected the young Feng Baobao during the battle, but suffered mental trauma as a result, becoming mentally unstable."

"Just then, the company intervened."

"They took Feng Bao'er away and sealed her memories to prevent her from seeking revenge in the future."

"Wugensheng disappeared without a trace, only reappearing in the world of supernatural beings in recent years."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan's face turned deathly pale: "You mean... my grandfather was killed by Wugensheng?"

Ruan Feng shook his head: "I'm just telling you what I know."

"As for the truth, perhaps only Wugensheng himself knows."

Feng Baobao looked blank, seemingly unaffected by these past events.

But a hint of confusion occasionally flashed in her eyes, as if she was trying to recall something.