Chapter 1300: 1301: The Specific Reason (First Update)

Capítulo 1300: Chapter 1301: The Specific Reason (First Update)

“Young master, why?” Beside him, Wei Ziliang was stunned after hearing Lin Qian’s words, unable to understand why his arrival would lead to his death.

Could it be that he shouldn’t step into this place, is there some danger here for him in this residence?

Or perhaps his younger sister harbors hatred towards him and has set a deadly trap?

It makes no sense, he and his sister share a deep bond, so why would this happen?

“I suppose, back then, you and her had a very good relationship?” Suddenly, Lin Qian spoke, “That’s the reason, your arrival spells death.”

“Once you’re in, you’ll understand.”

Saying this, Lin Qian then looked at Yuan Jingtian, signaling for him to lead the way ahead.

Yuan Jingtian was also puzzled, not knowing the exact reason, but he took the first step inside.

In the backyard of the residence, they opened the door to the bedchamber, and Yuan Jingtian entered first.

The room was elegantly simple, though all the materials were top-notch, beneficial to cultivation and possessing the ability to calm and nurture the spirit.

On the bed, a woman lay quietly. Despite her pale complexion, she couldn’t hide her beauty. Her eyes were calmly closed as if sleeping, and one could hear her gentle breathing.

Moreover, it was evident that her eyebrows bore a resemblance to Wei Ziliang, even a fool could see that there was some relation between them.

Meanwhile, Lin Qian could also see a painting hanging in the center of the room.

The painting depicted a man standing with his hands behind his back in front of a residence, mirroring the very residence they were in.

Lin Qian recognized immediately that the man was his father, Lin Di, dressed in a black robe, looking sternly ahead.

Before him, two people were kneeling, heads down as if receiving admonishment from Lin Di.

One male and one female, Lin Qian understood that they must be Wei Ziliang and Yu Xin.

“This painting…” Wei Ziliang was lost in his memories as he gazed at it, feeling as if he were there again, “It’s truly nostalgic, haha.”

“Young master, this painting depicts the time I took my younger sister out for a secret excursion, only to encounter a Soul Beast. Unable to defeat it, my sister was injured.”

“Later, the master healed my sister but punished the both of us, admonishing us for running off recklessly despite our insufficient cultivation, unable to calm our minds.” Wei Ziliang reminisced deeply, “That’s exactly how it was back then.”

Lin Qian remained silent, but after listening, he showed a suspicious expression: “Was the scene back then exactly as it’s painted here?”

“Exactly.”

“Then who painted this?” Lin Qian suddenly asked curiously, “I recall you weren’t adept at painting, and nor was my father known for it.”

Before them was a painting obviously crafted by a master, containing the essence of Dao, indicating the painter was at least a Soul Martial Artist of the Enlightenment Realm.

“This painting wasn’t done by Xiner; it was given to her after she was injured but before the injuries completely worsened.” Yuan Jingtian frowned, “I don’t know who sent it; it was just delivered through someone.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Qian appeared puzzled: “This painting, containing Dao essence, can nurture your wife, benefiting her injuries, but it only represses them without solving the root cause.”

“Without this painting, even with the most precious Spiritual Medicine, she couldn’t be saved.”

Lin Qian’s words startled Yuan Jingtian, making him pat his chest in relief: “It’s a good thing I didn’t discard this painting back then.”

At the time, taking this inexplicable painting made Yuan Jingtian suspicious, thinking it was some kind of trick and wanting to destroy it instead of giving it to his wife.

Just then, Yu Xin emerged from her room, saw the painting, and quickly took it.

She mentioned for the first time that she was raised by him like a father after being taken in.

And that the person in the painting was her brother, named Wei Ziliang.

“However, Xiner greatly admired him. Who exactly was the person you both once followed?” Yuan Jingtian couldn’t contain his curiosity as he looked at the painting, “He must have done extraordinary things if Xiner held him in such esteem.”

“But I’ve never heard of him.”

Wei Ziliang laughed upon hearing Yuan Jingtian’s words: “Apparently, your sister didn’t reveal the master’s identity to you. If you knew who the master’s father was, you’d understand.”

“Oh, is his father well-known?” Yuan Jingtian was puzzled, looking towards Lin Qian.

Since he’s the son of the man in the painting, wouldn’t that man’s father be his grandfather?

However, Wei Ziliang didn’t directly answer, instead looking towards Lin Qian. Matters like these naturally required his consent.

“It’s fine; what does it matter if people know? If anyone dares confront me, they’ll come but never return.” Lin Qian spoke confidently.

With his cards held securely, he had nothing to fear.

“The Human Ancestor is the father of the master, the emperor’s grandfather.” Wei Ziliang spoke, and Yuan Jingtian’s eyes widened as he looked at Wei Ziliang in shock, barely able to believe what he heard.

Lin Qian’s grandfather, the father of the man in the painting, was the Human Ancestor?

The revered being among all tribes, the legendary figure who led the Human Clan to rise!

Such a person, only heard and seen in legends, appeared vividly before him, making him question if he were dreaming.

Yet seeing Wei Ziliang’s earnest expression confirmed the truth; no deceit was present.

There was no advantage in lying about something like this.

“It’s simply terrifying.” Yuan Jingtian spoke as he clutched his head, pacing in disbelief, feeling this matter defied normal understanding.

Meanwhile, Wei Ziliang also approached the bedside, gazing at his young sister lying there.

His expression gradually became serious, and he finally sighed: “Now I understand, Your Majesty, why you said I would die upon arriving.”

Following Lin Di for so long, Wei Ziliang learned much, and his insights far exceeded those of ordinary beings from the nine heavens.

Yuan Jingtian couldn’t discern the issue with his wife, but Wei Ziliang could see it clearly.

Understanding this reason made him realize why Lin Qian had such words earlier.

“Brother, have you discovered the reason?” Yuan Jingtian hurriedly asked, his face looking troubled, “But why would your arrival result in death?”