Waiting for you online - - - Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Song Zi Heng spent half a month in Exian recovering from his injuries, and it was always the people from Chunyang Sect who took care of him. Song Ming He sent Elder Tai Wei to investigate the attack together with Chunyang Sect, but he only met Elder Tai Wei once to tell him the numerous details of that day. Contrariwise, the Grand Master of the Chunyang Sect’s eldest senior brother, Xu Zhi Nan, who came to visit him several times.

The immortal cultivators are originally youthful and long-lived. Because of the practice of pure mind and lessen desire in Chunyang Sect, still have to add the word “more”, it is common to see people who lived more than 100 years. Xu Zhi Nan should be 50 years old but still looks like a young and handsome gentleman. He is not like most of the Chunyang Sect’s members that are cold and stereotypical. Instead, he is more friendly and approachable. No surprise, he is the next Grand Master of Chunyang Sect.

This day, Song Zi Heng was arranging his clothes. His injuries had almost recovered, and he wanted to return to Daming early so that his mother and siblings would not worry.

It so happened that Xu Zhi Nan came to visit him.

“Zhen Ren.”

“Your Highness.”

The two of them bowed to each other.

“Your Highness, what…” Xu Zhi Nan saw that Song Zi Heng had made the bedsheet flat without a single wrinkle. As the Chunyang Sect’s Grand master’s eldest senior brother, he spent half his life connecting with the people from Song clan. He encountered arrogant and domineering people, powerful people who direct others with an arrogant attitude and those who flatter the superiors and bully the subordinates. Every immortal family were suppressed for hundreds of years. The world really suffered under the Song clan for a long time but did not expect Song’s eldest prince is so gentle and cheerful, it is difficult not to have a good impression.

“I’ve been disturbing you for several days, so it’s time for junior to bid farewell.” Song Zi Heng said sincerely, “All thanks to Zhen Ren for taking care of me these days, I was able to heal so quickly. Junior will remember this kindness in my heart.”

“Your Highness, you are welcome, it’s just that your injury has fully healed, there is no need to rush to leave, why not stay a few more days to recuperate.”

“If I don’t go back for such a long time, my mother should be worried about me, and my younger brother can’t separate from me since he was young.”

“In that case, I will not persuade you to stay. I will send a few disciples to escort you back to Daming.”

“There is no need to bother.”

“Please don’t refuse, Your Highness, I, Chunyang Sect, is difficult to evade the blame for what happened to the two highnesses in Gutuo Town, I must ensure that Your Highness returns home safely.”

“Then, I shall thank Zhen Ren.” Song Zi Heng said, “And also to request Zhen Ren to give my regards to Grand Master.”

“My master has been in seclusion for many years, so I accept on behalf of my master.”

Song Zi Heng smiled,

“My master has also been in seclusion for three years.”

“Your Highness seems to be under the tutelage of ……”

“Yes, my uncle. He is in seclusion to break through the Eighth Chongtian of the Zongxuan Sword.”

Xu Zhi Nan nodded, seemed lost in thoughts: “The Eighth Chongtian… Your Highness is so young and already broken through the Seventh Chongtian. You’re the best among your peers, the younger generation will have a lot to fear ah.”

Song Zi Heng smiled lightly and did not say anything. His uncle broke through the Seventh Chongtian when he was only in his twenties, but another twenty years have passed, yet there is still no progress. From the Seventh Chongtian to the Eighth Chongtian, depends on whether the Song clan’s descendants can ask the immortal path of that dragon gate. No one in the Song clan has reached the Eighth Chongtian for 3 generations. And the ancestors that had reached the ultimate level of the Ninth Chongtian, has long become a legend beyond reach.

“Zhen Ren, if there is news about the investigation of the matter of the core theft, can you send a letter to me?”

“I came here today to tell Your Highness that we have found some clues.”

Song Zi Heng’s heart tightened.

“That

Gong Shu Ju was once obtained by the Kunlun Cangyu Sect’s elder. About eight or

nine years ago, this person died in an accident while performing the exorcism, and Gong

Shu Ju’s whereabouts became unknown. In recent years, there has been an organization specializing in hunting cores circulating in Jianghu, called the

Lion Alliance, which has already killed several cultivators, according to what

the survivors described, the one holding on to the magical weapon may be this

Gong Shu Ju. Cangyu Sect has been tracking the Lion Alliance, thinking that this person is related to the death of that elder, but

the appearance of this person is unusual, so no one knows his identity and

gongfu path, impunity until now.”

Song Zi Heng said in a low voice: “Core hunting… I heard that these core hunters usually like to find casual cultivators.”

“Yes, if they target the cultivators from well-known sects, they were sure to be traced to the end and the consequences are endless, unless…”

“Unless someone offers a reward.” Song Zi Heng eyes condensed into frost, “someone rewards heavily for me and my brother’s golden cores.”

“Most likely so.” Xu Zhi Nan said with a straight face, “With the statuses of the Your Highness and the Ninth Highness, and with high-ranking cultivators escorting you both, ordinary people wouldn’t dare to take action, let alone take the golden cores unless there is a huge benefit.”

Song Zi Heng’s felt really upset. He did not have any enmity with anyone and

Song Zi Xiao was just a child. Who was so heartless? Who would want to harm

them?!

“Your Highness, there are some rumours stating that the person from the Lion Alliance is a traitor of the Cangyu Sect, who ambushed that elder during the exorcism, But Cangyu Sect either concerned with saving face or for other reasons, refused to admit it. If we want to find this person, I’m afraid we cannot do without Cangyu Sect’s collaboration. Elder Tai Wei planned to go to Canyu Sect personally, hopefully, there will be some harvest.”

Song Zi Heng sighed: “Thank you Zhen Ren, I… will take a leave.”

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Under the protection of Chunyang Sect’s cultivators, Song Zi Heng flew back to Daming via sword flight.

When he reached Wuji Palace, he immediately ran to Qinghui Pavilion. In this deep palace, his mother is very dependent on him. Although he still has siblings, other than him, his mother has no other family members in this world.

“Mother.” After stepping into Qinghui pavilion, Song Zi Heng couldn’t wait any longer and called out.

Shen Shi Yao ran out hurriedly. The moment she saw Song Zi Heng, her expression changes several times. Worry, anger, sadness, hate; a beautiful face has been twisted.

Song Zi Heng’s heart sank.

Shen Shi Yao slapped her son who was coming towards her.

Song Zi Heng was slapped muddled, remaining in a slanted face position and didn’t move for a long time.

Shen Shi Yao hugged Song Zi Heng and cried: “Why did you miss Jialong assembly, why did you miss Jiaolong assembly ah!”

Song Zi Heng’s gaze flashes, finally it’s glow diminished. He said softly: “I’m sorry.”

Shen Shi Yao trembled while caressing Song Zi Heng’s face: “Has mother ever hit you? In these 16 years, mother wished to use everything I have to foster you, hope that you can become a useful person so that Emperor can appreciate you and others will not look down on us. Do you know that Jialong assembly is your chance to turn over? How can you go amiss in such a crucial time ah!”

Song Zi Heng’s eyes also dampened: “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault.”

“What… What should we do ah, your father only counted on you to save face at Jiaolong assembly. Do you think he will still look at you?! Do you still want to get treated coldly, get criticized, get sneered at publicly and secretly? Until now, you don’t even have a good sword and a decent magical weapon, aren’t you sad?”

Song Zi Heng lowered his head, his tears silently dropped.

Shen Shi Yao unable to stop crying: “Mother is always proud of you, you are my everything ah.”

Other than “I’m sorry”, Song Zi Heng couldn’t say anything else. He only felt suffocation. Every breath he takes is using a lot of energy. It’s his fault. He shouldn’t stay in Gutuo Town. He should go to Mount Shu earlier so that everyone wouldn’t be disappointed in him. But, but why did he feel that he’s walking the right path, yet in the end made a mistake?

Shen Shi Yao calmed down after crying for a long time while hugging him. She asked worryingly: “How’s your injury?”

“Replying to mother, it’s much better.”

Shen Shi Yao carefully caressed Song Zi Heng’s injury, and couldn’t control her tears again: “When you were outside these few days, there’s not a day I had a good sleep. After hearing you got injured, it’s even… ” She wiped her tears, “I know blaming you is useless, but I’m seriously too disappointed. Heartache again, and disappointed again.”

Song Zi Heng closed his lips and didn’t say anything.

“I always cannot stand it. I cannot stand it for a lifetime.” Shen Shi Yao’s gazed in front emptily, “That year, we’re childhood sweethearts, he’s the one who said he likes me and promised me to be with me for life, in the end, how did it become I was the one seducing him unscrupulously, how did my son and I become this undesirable, why did you have to endure other’s supercilious look when you were born? ”

Song Zi Heng was in a trance and dare not to look at his mother. This is his first time hearing her talking about her relationship with his father. In the past, this was a forbidden topic between mother and son. When he wasn’t sensible, if he asked why his father doesn’t like him, she would always wash her face with tears. After that, he didn’t dare to ask.

“It’s not easy, it’s not easy for you to mature. The superior

roots you were born with, no one dares to disregard you. Defeat Song Zi Mo ruthlessly and as

long as you win the championship in Jiaolong assembly, our position in the Song

clan would be stable, unfortunately, this time…” Hatred invaded Shen

Shi Yao’s eyes, “Unfortunately, this time, someone wants to harm you and

wanted your life. How evil is she.”

Song Zi Heng was startled: “Mother, who

are you talking about?”

Shen Shi Yao looked at Song Zi Heng and said viciously, “Who else could it be, who would be most pleased when something happens to you and Xiao Jiu? Whose son is a rotten dude who is jealous of your root and qualifications, and who is most afraid that you will win at Jiaolong assembly and threaten her son’s position?”

Song Zi Heng lowered his voice and said

sharply, “How can such words be said indiscriminately?”

Shen Shi Yao was actually implying that Empress Li Xiang Tong wanted to harm them?

Shen

Shi Yao sneered, “I’ve already heard that the core hunters who harmed you

guys usually kill casual cultivators. Without enough temptation, they wouldn’t

dare to lay a hand on the Song’s imperial son even if they had the guts to eat

the bear heart and leopard gall. If you guys are harmed, isn’t it her gain? You

and Xiao Jiu are both of the highest qualities. If both of you die, no one will laugh

at Song Zi Mo as the son of first wife but with mediocre qualifications. Until

that time, both of your golden cores will be refined and eaten by him, he will change wholly, it

is simply a multi-benefit!”

“Mother, don’t say anymore!” Song Zi Heng pulled Shen Shi Yao into the inner room. He had to admit that the words were reasonable, but he didn’t dare to think in that direction, it was too scary.

“You don’t believe it?” Shen Shi Yao grabbed Song Zi Heng’s arm and shook it hard, “You’ve been like this since you were a child, always thinking of being good to others. You don’t harm people; won’t others harm you? Think carefully about whether Mother said is right. The golden cores of blood relatives are more effective when eaten, Li Xiang Tong just wants to harm you both, just wants to dig your cores and give…”

Song Zi Heng covered Shen Shi Yao’s mouth and

said in a stern voice: “Don’t say it, this will lead to death penalty!”

Shen Shi Yao’s eyes opened wide, and the two stared at each other for a long time before Shen Shi Yao deflated. She yanked down her son’s hand, but her chest still rose and fell violently, unable to calm down.

“Zi Heng, believe me, it must be her…”

“There is no evidence, you must not be delusional. This matter shall not be mentioned again.”

Shen Shi Yao covered her face, “I hate it so much, you’ve been victimized so badly. For sixteen years, she has made things difficult for us. Now she must be hiding in the shadows, not knowing how to be pleased with herself.”

“Xiao Jiu and I are fine, consider it as there’s a surprise but no danger. Elder Tai Wei is doing his best to investigate this matter, and until the truth is known, these words must not be mentioned again, not to anyone.”

Mother and son were at a standstill when Song Zi Xiao’s cry came from outside the house, “Big brother!”

Song Zi Heng wiped his face, adjusted his emotions,

and walked out: “Xiao Jiu.”

“Big brother!” Song Zi Xiao’s eyes suddenly lit up and rushed over, about to jump into his big brother’s arms as usual, but then stopped in time and hesitantly said, “Your injury…”

Song Zi Heng smiled gently and unfolded his arms: “It’s almost recovered, give you a gentle hug.”

Song Zi Xiao carefully embraced Song Zi Heng, his eyes became warm, “Big brother, you’re finally back, I missed you so much.”

“I’m fine now, we’re all fine.”

Song Zi Xiao held back his tears and looked at Song Zi Heng with burning eyes, “Big brother, don’t be sad, in four years’ time, I will definitely win the championship for Song clan in Jiaolong assembly.”

Behind him, a cold laugh came from Shen Shi Yao.

Song Zi Heng’s back stiffened, Song Zi Xiao is still young and cannot read the expressions of adults, only feel that the usually gentle and affectionate Consort Shen was very strange at this time. He looked at Song Zi Heng incomprehensibly.

Song Zi Heng touched Song Zi Xiao’s head: “Big brother believes in you.” He gazed at Song Zi Xiao’s clear eyes, the pride and certainty in them triggered a strange emotion in his heart. He believed that Song Zi Xiao could win the championship and get the glory that he could never get in his life. Since childhood, all the things he expected and could not get, his youngest brother always seemed to be within reach. Saying that he had never been jealous, he would not believe himself. But everyone has a life, so he did not impose.

“By the way big brother, when did you break through the Seventh Chongtian?”

“Not long ago. I couldn’t control it yet, so I drained my spiritual power all at once last time.” If he didn’t risk everything on a single venture, he definitely didn’t dare to risk using it, otherwise, he would have no more battle power after one move.

“Uncle

has not been able to break through the Eighth Chongtian for so many years, and

Father is still at Seventh Chongtian…” Song Zi Xiao held Song Zi Heng’s hand

and said comfortingly, “Big brother, don’t worry about Father being angry,

Father knows that you have broken through the Seventh Chongtian and praised you

having good qualifications. You are so powerful, why do you

need a small Jiaolong assembly to prove yourself. There are plenty of

opportunities to make a name for yourself in the cultivational world in the

future.”

“Really, Father praised me?”

“Mm.” Song Zi Xiao nodded vigorously, his eyes shining with admiration, “Big brother, I will try my best to catch up with you, I also want to break through the Seventh Chongtian, and one day in the future, break through the Eighth and Ninth Chongtian together with you, let Zongxuan Sword once again honour the world!”

At

that time, Song Zi Xiao would not have imagined that his grand words would

eventually come true, but at that time, he and his big brother, no longer have “we”,

and the Zongxuan Sword, after ushering in its ultimate glory, disappeared in

the rolling torrent of time.