Chapter 1296: Chapter 438: Accident Arrives Before Tomorrow [Monthly Pass Requested]_2

The very beginning of all this can be traced back to the Rashamon Sea.

Back then, Wen Jiu and his wife also went in, and managed to obtain some treasures from within, enough even for Wen Jiu to attempt an impact on the Peak of Core Formation.

But it was precisely these treasures that stirred others’ greed.

At first it was still fine—only that his position within the Black and White Divine Hall was suddenly adjusted, transferring him to patrol beyond the city walls.

This in itself was still acceptable; at least at the beginning Wen Jiu didn’t sense anything amiss.

But before long, Yan Lanlan was also transferred.

This made Wen Jiu, who had steeped in the Black and White Divine Hall for more than half his life, immediately sense that something was wrong, and sure enough, he didn’t have to wait long before the second incident occurred.

In the sector he patrolled, a major event took place.

Immortal Talent belonging to the Black and White Divine Hall was robbed by a band of Tribulation Cultivators.

As the captain of the squad, Wen Jiu naturally had to bear primary responsibility, and since he subsequently failed to capture those Tribulation Cultivators, he was harshly reprimanded.

But if it had only been that, then so be it.

Not long afterward, the Black and White Divine Hall sent people over to take his job; with Wen Jiu left with nothing to do, it was essentially like being put on idle at home.

And it was precisely at this time that Yan Lanlan was suddenly redeployed by the Black and White Divine Hall, sent to the Northwest Sand Prison for a rotation of duty.

With incidents appearing one after another, even if Wen Jiu were more slow-witted, he would know that someone had set their sights on him.

Yet the Divine Hall’s transfer order had already been issued; Yan Lanlan had nowhere to hide and could only go.

Wen Jiu, on the other hand, concealed himself in the shadows, silently following along.

Sure enough, after Yan Lanlan and the others entered the Northwest Sand Prison, they ran into a band of sand bandits composed entirely of Core Formation Cultivators, their strength abnormally formidable.

In the end, even with Wen Jiu burning his Essence Blood and striking with all his might, he still failed to save Yan Lanlan.

He watched with his own eyes as the woman he loved died right in front of him.

Originally Wen Jiu had intended to fight to the death by self-detonation, but those sand bandits, after killing Yan Lanlan and the other cultivators of the Black and White Divine Hall, simply swaggered off.

They left Wen Jiu alone in the Northwest Sand Prison, howling in agony.

His wife was dead; if he were to die as well, then what would become of Wen Yu’Er?

With no other choice, Wen Jiu could only choose to return to Lindong City.

At the same time, another thought supported his will to live: to uncover who exactly had orchestrated all of this!

Thus, after returning to Lindong City, Wen Jiu used the excuse of being grievously wounded and having only a few years left to live to withdraw from the Black and White Divine Hall.

He turned into a lone wanderer instead, hiding beneath the ground of Lindong City and beginning to search for clues.

As for Wen Yu’Er, he fostered her over with Wen Jun, and under Wen Jiu’s arrangements, Wen Jun also left the Black and White Divine Hall, turning instead to join Cloud Cliff Temple, one of the Eight Holy Lands.

She went to that overseas lonely island far from the Extreme Abyss to cultivate in peace.

"This time I finally managed to find a trail, but ended up being discovered by the other side, hunted all the way to this place. If I hadn’t had a life-preserving trump card left at the end... I fear I wouldn’t be seeing Brother Li again on this trip."

Wen Jiu spoke, the bitterness clear in his eyes.

"It’s all right. I’m back now."

Ji Yuan’s gaze was calm, his tone steady as he said, "Who is the other party?"

Wen Jiu of course knew Ji Yuan intended to help him take revenge, but at this moment he merely shook his head.

"This matter touches too many things; Brother Li, don’t wade into muddy waters for a dead man like me."

"Even I, a Peak Core Formation Cultivator, won’t do?"

Ji Yuan was somewhat surprised.

At the Peak of Core Formation, even in the Black and White Divine Hall he should count as a top hand, no?

"What, could it be that the other side is a Nascent Soul Monster?" Ji Yuan pressed.

"He isn’t."

Wen Jiu sighed long as he spoke, helplessness filling his voice.

"But his father is."

"In all those past years, I had also managed to make a name for myself in the Black and White Divine Hall, befriended quite a few people, and my own cultivation had reached Late-stage Core Formation. By rights, that shouldn’t be considered weak, yet I was still toppled by the other party so quickly... Aside from a Nascent Soul Family, no one else has that kind of ability."

"I understand Brother Li’s kindness, but this matter truly cannot be allowed to drag you down into it."

Wen Jiu shook his head again, his tone incomparably firm.

...A Nascent Soul Family, huh?

After hearing this, Ji Yuan fell into brief contemplation.

As for Wen Jiu’s matter, there was absolutely no way he could just stand by and watch—that was the most important point.

For no other reason than this: when a close friend encounters such a thing, if he does nothing, then for the rest of his life his heart-mind will never be at ease.

Of course, if he truly were only a Peak Core Formation Cultivator, then there would be nothing he could do.

But now he had already reached Nascent Soul Formation, he had the strength; if he still chose to sit on his hands—

Then what was the point of cultivating immortality at all!

So the only thing Ji Yuan needed to consider was whether his identity would be exposed after doing this job.

In any case, offending the Black and White Divine Hall was something Ji Yuan had been doing all along.

Not to mention that he and the Black and White Dual Fiends already had old grudges.

Back then in the Sea of the Extreme East, they had chased him together with Mei Manor.

If not for the Star-Stepping Wheel being powerful enough, he should already have started his next life by now.

Then what he needed to consider next was simply how to make his move.

"The Nascent Soul Cultivator behind this person—are they Early-stage Nascent Soul, or Mid-stage Nascent Soul?"

After a brief silence, Ji Yuan asked again.

"Brother Li, you..."

Wen Jiu hadn’t expected that even after he’d pointed out there was a Nascent Soul Cultivator behind this, Ji Yuan would still press for more detail.

Seeing Wen Jiu’s shocked expression, Ji Yuan further reinforced the soundproofing restriction, then ultimately chose to transmit his voice directly: "I have two things to tell Brother Wen; once you hear them, Brother Wen, make sure not to spread them."

"...All right."

Leaning against the bed, Wen Jiu nodded with some hesitation.

In his heart he could faintly guess what Ji Yuan was about to say—nine times out of ten, it was to confess his true identity.

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