Blue cloud Peak was the highest peak within ten thousand miles of tingxi city.
Two old figures stood opposite each other on the peak that looked like it had been cut by knives and axes. The same coarse robe, the same hunched figure, and even the movement of his hands in his sleeves were exactly the same.
The biting cold night wind blew up the corners of their clothes, but the two figures did not move an inch.
Two hours, four hours, three hours had passed. The sky was starting to show a hint of white, but the two of them still did not move. If one did not look carefully, they would think that they were two statues carved out of bluestone.
"After twenty years, you still can't beat me." Shangguan zhenhe finally spoke.
"You can't beat me either." Ling Xuantong rolled his eyes and said,"I will return the favor from 20 years ago to you one day."
"Do you really think that the Ling family will be able to turn the tables?" Shangguan zhenhe said with a sneer.
"If it was in the past, I wouldn't have much hope for the Ling family. But now, your Shangguan family is destined to be disappointed." Ling Xuantong said confidently.
"Do you think Ling Chuxi will be able to return alive?" Of course, Shangguan zhenhe knew what he meant, so he replied calmly.
"Who is the one who attacked?" Ling Xuantong asked.
"Night Song." Shangguan zhenhe said without hiding anything.
"So it's her." Ling Xuantong came to a sudden realization, but there was no worry on his face.
"You're not worried at all?" Shangguan zhenhe asked curiously.
"Why should I be worried? she has returned to Qing-Yun realm with her own efforts. She has what she has today. Even us old guys feel inferior to her. What should I be worried about?" Ling Xuantong said with confidence.
"Oh, really? I think you should be the one who's really disappointed this time. Ye geyin has cultivated evil Arts for hundreds of years, so how can ordinary divine-level experts deal with her Special Arts?" Shangguan zhenhe said disapprovingly.
"How about we make a bet?" Ling Xuantong said with a smile.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFrom Ling Chuxi, he had seen too many unimaginable miracles. Even if her opponent this time was ye geyin, Ling Xuantong believed that she would be able to escape unscathed.
"What are we betting on?" Shangguan zhenhe asked.
"If she is able to escape unscathed this time, you will leave the Shangguan family and never interfere in the feud between the Shangguan family and the Ling family again. How about it?" Ling Xuantong said.
"What if she dies at the hands of ye geyin?" Shangguan zhenhe asked.
"If she's dead, the Ling family is destined to never have a chance to rise again. Even if us old fellows can help the Ling family struggle on at death's door for a few more years, we still can't avoid the fate of being swallowed up by the Shangguan family in the end. If she really dies at ye geyin's hands, I'll also leave the Ling family and never interfere in the Ling family's Affairs again. " Ling Xuantong said.
"I don't want to take this bet." Shangguan zhenhe hesitated for a moment and immediately made a decision. He said,"you know that I've only cared about cultivation my whole life and have no descendants. From the moment Yuntian was born, I felt that I hit it off with him and had always treated him as my own grandson. I had placed all my hopes on him. However, I didn't expect that he would be destroyed by the Ling family because of a joke from me.
Whether Ling Chuxi is here or not, whether she's alive or dead, I will never let the Ling family off!"
"Sigh, so many years have passed, why are you still so stubborn?" Ling Xuantong's expression was full of disappointment.
"I still don't understand. Why do you have so much confidence in that girl?" Seeing Ling Xuantong's disappointed expression, Shangguan zhenhe was even more confused.