Su Cheng had already finished the final stage of his arrangements and was now on the road back to the Spirit Hall.
A few days earlier, he had first gone to Holy Soul Village. Tang Hao was indeed living in seclusion there.
As for his son Tang San, just as expected, he was nothing more than an ordinary, filthy little kid. Raised by that pitiful excuse of a father, he had grown up sallow and emaciated.
If not for the aid of kind villagers, his life would probably have been even worse—barely kept alive, nothing more.
As for whether Tang San's transmigration in the original work had some hidden truth behind it, Su Cheng did not know, nor did he have any intention of investigating it for the time being.
It was enough to know that in this world, Tang San was an ordinary person with no extra cheats beyond his twin martial souls.
Tang Hao should have noticed him, but it was obviously impossible for him to recognize Su Cheng after his disguise. He merely treated him as a passing ordinary soul master. Clearly, he never imagined that a mere three-ring Soul Elder could see through his true identity, so he did not take it seriously.
As for the Hunting Soul Forest, Su Cheng went there and carefully investigated the distribution of soul beasts within it. Once this simulation ended and he returned to reality, he would be able to choose suitable soul beasts from there as candidates for his martial soul's first soul ring.
In addition, he also conveniently found the current hiding place of the Blue Silver Emperor. After all, using a waterfall nearly a hundred zhang high as a landmark made it far too easy to locate.
As for Yu Xiaogang, he did not differ much from the character profile Su Cheng had preset in advance.
Judging purely from ability, he could not be called outstanding, but neither was he utterly incompetent—just an ordinary piece of trash.
However, his mentality was indeed extremely poor. He was easily tempted by the benefits Su Cheng offered and thus became another key chess piece on the board.
Several days later, Su Cheng returned to the Spirit Hall without a sound.
He was not directly under Bibi Dong, but belonged to the Elder Hall system, so naturally there was no need to report to her.
After pushing open the door to his room, he discovered that someone was standing by the window, motionless, gazing at the scenery outside.
Her tall figure was outlined with a layer of golden light by the slanting sunlight streaming in. Her golden long hair gently fluttered in the breeze by the window.
It was Qian Renxue.
"What are you spacing out for?" Su Cheng said casually as he walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
His cultivation was not high, and for the sake of convenience he had not used any means of transportation, so he was rather thirsty.
In fact, Qian Renxue had already sensed Su Cheng's approach long before he arrived. She was far too familiar with his footsteps.
She did not go out to greet him immediately, merely to calm the turbulent emotions in her heart.
Only now had her state of mind eased slightly.
She turned around, putting on a calm expression, a smile appearing on her face. "Teacher, you're back."
Seeing the faint redness in Qian Renxue's eyes, Su Cheng understood immediately.
He glanced at her without saying anything and quickly walked behind the table.
After examining the back of the drawer, he finally spoke, "You already know?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue panicked for a moment. Then the emotions she had been forcefully suppressing for days completely lost control, and her eyes instantly turned red.
"I'm sorry, Teacher. I'm really sorry…"
"Sigh."
Su Cheng's mood was also somewhat complicated at this moment.
Although he had long made preparations, he was not a man of stone.
Using someone who trusted him with their whole heart—how could he possibly remain unmoved?
However, regardless of his inner feelings, with his veteran-actor talent, he could always keep his expression perfectly flawless.
"Tell me what you're thinking."
"I don't know." Qian Renxue looked lost.
She had only learned of this matter not long ago. Her grandfather concealed the truth, and she had no one around to confide in.
The calm she had displayed earlier was nothing more than a mask she put on.
Seeing this, Su Cheng did not rush her. He poured another cup of tea and pushed it in front of Qian Renxue. "Then listen to me first.
"Your father's death may not have been entirely your mother's intention. Although I don't know what happened back then, there may be other hidden circumstances. A god's inheritance is not necessarily a good thing."
"Bibi Dong… is she going to become a god?""I don't know." Su Cheng shook his head. "But no matter what, only when your own strength is strong enough will you be qualified to seek the truth and understand everything. Do you understand?"
Qian Renxue nodded thoughtfully, her expression gradually stabilizing.
"So right now, you don't need to think about anything else. Just focus on improving your strength."
"By the way, Teacher, my grandfather—he, why does he…" Qian Renxue seemed to recall something and suddenly mentioned Qian Daoliu, her expression slightly hesitant.
"What's wrong with the High Priest?"
"He seems to know what happened back then, but why won't he tell me the truth?"
A few days earlier, she had gone to ask Qian Daoliu. The hesitation on his face and the vagueness in his words spoke volumes.
If Qian Renxue had not known the truth, it might have been fine. But now that she knew more, looking back revealed all kinds of doubts.
"I think the High Priest also has his own difficulties…" Su Cheng took a sip of tea and spoke in consolation.
As he said this, his expression seemed somewhat complicated, as if he were deliberately holding something back.
Qian Renxue was momentarily stunned.
The word "difficulties" was very suggestive.
It could mean his son was at fault first, or that he did not want internal strife within the Spirit Hall, or that it was for Qian Renxue's growth.
It all depended on how the listener interpreted it.
And after seeing Su Cheng's expression, Qian Renxue's first reaction was that her grandfather had chosen not to reveal the truth for the sake of the Spirit Hall.
Because Qian Daoliu was indeed that kind of person.
"…I understand."
Su Cheng glanced at her and did not continue.
At this point, it was already enough—too much would be counterproductive.
Right now, Qian Renxue had hatred and doubts in her heart, but she was still far from wanting to kill Bibi Dong. That was still a long way off.
Another spark would be needed in the future.
After that, neither of them spoke again, sitting there quietly drinking tea.
In this atmosphere, neither felt awkward.
Especially Qian Renxue—after days of mental torment, she had finally truly settled down, even feeling a bit of enjoyment.
After more than twenty minutes had passed, Su Cheng finally spoke again.
"This time when I went out, I brought you something good. It will be extremely beneficial to your cultivation."
As he spoke, he took out a strange-looking red plant from his soul tool.
The very top of the plant resembled a rooster's comb, and its veins were red-gold in color. The moment it appeared, the temperature in the entire room rose sharply.
"This is an immortal herb called Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. It can purify your fire attribute and greatly enhance its power."
"Do I eat it now?" Qian Renxue examined the immortal herb in front of her with curiosity.
She naturally trusted Su Cheng's words completely.
"…Wait a moment."
At this point, Su Cheng paused.
Then, with a hint of hesitation, he took out another white, flower-shaped immortal herb.
Although the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower was an excellent tonic for pure yang, it was not a perfect match for Qian Renxue, and could even suppress the sacred attribute of the Six-Winged Angel martial soul to a certain extent.
"Try this one first. If it doesn't work, then take the one from before…"
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