"Your Excellency, what you said...did you lose your head?" Ning Xia was noncommittal. Although she had some doubts, she just didn't take the bait——
Ningxia is most afraid of dealing with such meek and smooth people, who are secretive and refuse to tell the truth directly. What's the use of being so restrained?
In her opinion, if the other party wants to know something from her, it must at least be sincere. It's just a matter of time before she catches her, and it depends on whether she will accept it or not!
The other party smiled bitterly. Sure enough, she is not a simple little girl, and it seems that she can't do anything if she doesn't tell the truth. Also... what kind of ordinary little girl can she be who can avoid the search of the fifth family and enter their clan quietly?
Then the other party told Ningxia a secret that had been sealed in the distant past.
In fact, before he said it, Ningxia had already made a guess.
The brother Lingtai whom Ningxia met in the City of the Living Dead and entrusted her with the relics was the eldest son of True Monarch Yunmao, the Fifth Purple.
The other person was the proud man who was born with outstanding talent, became famous at a young age, and had brought infinite glory to the family. He was abandoned due to an accident decades ago and wandered in the city of the living dead for decades. He finally gained eternal peace not long ago.
His life trajectory is different from the fifth purple that everyone in southern Xinjiang has heard about in recent decades. He was born glorious but fell into ruin half his life.
So who is the fifth purple standing above thousands of people now? This child is not purple.
He is the brother of the Fifth Purple, the Fifth Purple, the second son who died accidentally in the legend. This relationship is so messed up... Ningxia feels messed up now too.
What is this all about? Even more exciting than the 21st century.
"Love Even If You Die" by the City of the Living Dead, "The End of the Sword" and "Spit Me Out After Me" by Floating Cloud Island, "Infernal Affairs" and "The Counterfeit Theory of True Love" by the Huyang School and Jian Zhenge's "Speed of Life and Death"... This time it looks more like a raccoon cat for a prince?
I haven't finished watching the whole drama, and Ningxia is still unsure. I can only sigh, Guizhou is really good at playing. Who knows what else we will see in the coming days, but we have to admire her growing inner strength through sufficient training.
According to what this True Lord Yunmao said, the one she met was his eldest son Fifth Purple, and the Master Chongzi who is now known as Fifth Purple was his second son Fifth Son.
This is somewhat difficult to understand.
"Since Zhenjun knew it, why did he teach Zhenren Chongzi to fake his name? Could it be that he is not of your bloodline?" Ningxia asked in confusion. What kind of swap is this?
Since both of them were of his bloodline and both were born to his first wife, they naturally had the right to inherit. With the Fifth Purple missing and unknown about his life or death, the Fifth Son, as the legitimate second son, can seize the title of Young Master, so why make it so complicated? Presumably no one else can compete with him.
And judging from his words and deeds, this True Lord Yun Mao has already known about this and clearly knows about the identity swap. He knew that the younger son was pretending to be the older son, and he acquiesced... What kind of strange and coquettish operation was this? Ningxia was unable to turn around for a while.
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The guests waited not long at the venue before a group of disciples from the fifth family who were said to have escorted the body of True Lord Yun Mao back arrived.
A group of young men dressed in plain white carried an extremely gorgeous coffin back and carried it into the venue where they were.
Guests:…
Many disciples from aristocratic families had dark faces, twitching corners of their mouths, choking on their chests, and trembling hands, unable to say anything.
The disciples from the fifth family who carried the coffin gently placed the coffin in the middle of the hall after entering. The coffin mouth was far away facing the direction of the altar, as if they were swearing something. Then a group of people huffed and knelt down beside the coffin towards the altar, where Fifth Purple stood, and bowed to the ground.
Not to mention, this scene is really weird. Invariably, everyone felt something strange in their minds.
For a moment, the entire place was silent. No one, whether it was the owner or the guests, made a sound to break the situation.
"You're back?" The first person to speak out was indeed Fifth Purple. He obviously said this to the visitor.
Yes, he is the owner of this place and the person most qualified to speak out about this funeral, so naturally he has to take the lead.
"To report to the family master, my subordinates have fulfilled their mission and returned the body of our former master, True Lord Yunmao."
Probably because it was a done deal, the disciples of the Fifth Family naturally changed their words and called the Fifth Purple "the head of the family." It was clear that he was still one step away from moving the ancestral weapon, and then he could legitimately join the family tree and take over as the head of the fifth family.
Fifth Purple, who had his back turned to everyone, heard that there was no movement. You could hear a pin drop in the room, and only the faint breathing of someone could be heard.
After a long time, the voice from the front slowly turned around and looked straight at the centermost and most conspicuous object in the venue—a coffin.
Inside that coffin was his father.
But he, the son, stood on the high altar, facing his father's body, looking at it with no joy or sorrow, his face expressionless. No matter how you look at it, this scene is very impressive.
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"Let's lift up the coffin." He looked at the brightly colored coffin numbly and finally said.
"Beast!" A clan elder couldn't help but said sadly: "This is your father!"
"Do you still have your father in your eyes? Do you still have the ancestral family law?" As he spoke, his cloudy eyes almost shed tears, and his gaze shot towards the fifth purple above without fear.
The clan elder who spoke was extremely old and was nearing the end of his life span. Even the appearance that a cultivator could easily maintain had deteriorated over the years, giving him the appearance of an old man.
He was going to die anyway.
Although this clan elder is not highly cultivated and has never been more than Nascent Soul in his whole life, he has profound qualifications and has accompanied the Fifth Family through countless ups and downs and turbulent years. True Lord Yunmao's predecessors and even the generations before him grew up under his eyes.
He had no children in his life, but he loved his younger generation the most. When True Lord Yunmao was young, his fifth son and fifth son brothers all received his teachings. Seeing the children he had taught face each other like this, his heart was about to stop beating and it hurt so much that it broke his heart.
Fifth Zi slowly looked at the clan elder, and someone noticed that his clear eyes were now covered with a thin layer of blood mist, and there was a faint feeling of coldness.
His eyes fell on the clan elder for a long time, but just when everyone thought he was going to scare the monkeys, his eyes turned away.
Outsiders may not know it, but Fifth Purple himself still remembers clearly that this elder taught him when he was young, as the fifth son.
The other party was knowledgeable and patient. He carefully taught each of his children and never looked down upon him because of his humble status as the second son. He is a senior who truly has nothing but respect.
Fifth Purple didn't want to do anything to him.
