C168 Stealthily Changing the Weather

"Who are you?" The youngster was not the main issue. This youngster in the grey robe was the true expert, but he was still able to stabilize Mount Tai without panicking.

"After being entrusted with such things, your path can only go so far!" This grey robed figure was Yin Hua, who had previously gone to Yun Feixue's shop to demand the Life Recovery Pill.

His words were plain and unadorned, with a touch of elegance. This made his words sound even more comfortable, but unfortunately, those words were not comfortable in Di Yuanhao's ears.

"Entrusted by someone? Entrusted by whom?" Di Yuanhao asked.

"Don't you know this young man?" Yin Hua suddenly looked at Di Xiu beside him and asked.

"He is …"

"Ten years ago, you abandoned your wife and son to become a follower of the Holy Spirit Sect. Did you forget so quickly?" Although he was meeting his father, Di Xiu still didn't show any signs of emotion. It was as if that was the only expression on his face forever.

"You … You are Dixiu, my son … "Di Xiu?!" Di Yuanhao looked at him in disbelief and cried out involuntarily.

"So you still remember that you have a son named Di Xiu." Di Xiu said.

"I... How could I forget, you all... "I've grown so much already …" A trace of gentleness was revealed in Di Yuanhao's eyes. Perhaps, this was the so-called tiger poison glutton's description of this scene.

How could Di Yuanhao not be moved after not seeing his son for ten years? With thirty percent expectation and seventy percent guilt, he continued to ask, "You … Your mother … Is she all right? "

"Yes, she is very good. She is very good in the sky."

"What …" "She's dead, how could she …"

"My mother loves you so much. When I was kneeling on the ground, I begged you not to leave her. "The Holy Spirit Sect is more important than anything. Mother was angered to death by you."

At this point, Di Xiu finally let out a hysterical roar. He was fortunate enough to be taken in as a disciple, so he used all of his strength to cultivate.

No one knew what the Soul Chasing Pavilion's cultivation method would cost, nor did anyone know how much effort Di Xiu would have to put in to cultivate.

All of this was for today, for this moment!

"She …" She … Dead … Sorry... Wanhua... "I'm sorry …" With a 'putong' sound, Di Yuanhao kneeled down in the air as if he was repenting for his dead soul.

He took off the black mask on his face, revealing an expression of shame and pain.

"You … Kill me, kill me … For your mother … "Revenge …" Di Yuanhao threw away Chasing Sun and put down all his precautions, waiting for the trial of Di Xiu.

"You don't need to say anything. Ten years, this is the moment I've been waiting for." Di Xiu originally didn't have the ability to walk in the air, but with Yin Hua around, he could walk in the sky as if it was flat ground.

The sword shot out from his sleeve, transforming into a blurry shadow. Yin Hua frowned slightly, as he did not want to see his son kill his father.

However, he did not see this scene because the sword had arrived at Di Yuanhao's neck and did not stab out.

Di Xiu had practiced this movement countless times and he had imagined how many times he would be able to kill Di Yuanhao before he could face his dead mother.

But when this day truly arrived, he was unwilling to do so. The one kneeling in front of him was his father!

He could fight wild beasts for three days and three nights, and he could do life-and-death battles with ten equally strong demon beasts in the snowy wilderness. It was these unimaginable cultivation methods that allowed him to hone his beast-like nature.

But now, the coldness and wildness seeping out of his bones had disappeared. At this moment, Di Yuanhao was carrying an invisible magic power that prevented him from stabbing the sword in again.

"Make your move!" Di Yuanhao screamed in a shrill voice.

Di Xiu was struggling, hesitating, and hesitating. So what if he killed Di Yuanhao? Could his mother come back to life? Could he go back to those blissful days?

He could no longer do so. Even the almighty being was unable to reverse the flow of time. Killing Di Yuanhao was just a matter of time. Hatred still existed, because what was lost would never come back, and the person in front of him was his father after all.

Like a deflated ball, Di Xiu kept the sword in his sleeve and walked towards Yin Hua.

However, at this moment, Di Yuanhao, who was in the midst of extreme repentance, suddenly moved. He moved like a gust of wind, grabbing Di Xiu's weak body in front of him with both hands like sharp claws.

"My good son, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. Your heart isn't ruthless enough, so it seems that I don't need a son like you."

After saying that, his gaze shifted to Yin Hua. This stratagem of torture even caused him to have some respect for himself.

Because he had already realized Yin Hua's power, even if he was at his peak, he was no match for him. As such, he could only find another way to survive, and he was very successful. At least, he only needed to use a bit of strength to break Di Xiu's neck.

"He's your son. Are you really going to do this?" Yin Hua asked.

"Haha, son? Do you know how I survived the plague and famine? I killed my father and mother, and ate their flesh and blood to survive. In this world, there is no one more important than my own life, and this is the value of living. This is what I have to offer as the Lord Palace Master, what does a son count for? " An unusual madness flashed on Di Yuanhao's face. Yin Hua could not help but tremble in fear when he heard this. It was hard to describe such a person as vicious.

Di Yuanhao continued, "I know you are very strong, so if you don't want him to die, make way for me."

"Do you really think I can't do anything about him?" From the beginning to the end, Yin Hua didn't have any change. This was a self-confidence towards his own strength and the strength of his enemies. It was also this self-confidence that made him look even more charismatic.

"Is that so? Then let's see if you're faster than me, or if I'm faster than you, or if I'm faster than you're breaking his neck!" Di Yuanhao became even more crazy.

Di Xiu's face was ashen. He realized that he had made another mistake. He had underestimated Di Yuanhao's ruthlessness. If he could abandon the ailing Wan Hua, he could easily take his life now as well.

However, if he was given a second chance, would he be able to make a move? The answer might still not be certain.

"You know, there are a lot of methods in this world that you don't need to use. In my opinion, acting is the work of rough people, so I don't need to do anything to deal with you."

As his voice fell, Yin Hua's eyes narrowed. A silver light flashed, and immediately after, a monstrous fear flashed across Di Yuanhao's face.

Because he discovered that he couldn't move, yes, it was that simple. He felt as if he had fallen into a mass of extremely solidifying paste.

"This... "How can you …"

Boom …

Before he could finish his words, Di Yuanhao felt as if he had been struck by ten thousand tons. His body was like a cannonball, shooting straight to the ground from the sky.

A huge mountain rock exploded with a boom, and a miserable scream came from it. Just this strike alone had already made Di Yuanhao completely lose his ability to move.

This unfathomable method greatly broadened Di Xiu's horizons. Perhaps his master Yin Yin also only had this method, but one must know that Yin Hua had a master above him, the Silver Crane Taoist!

"No matter how it is dealt with, I will satisfy you." Yin Hua said lightly.

Although he had promised Yun Feixue that he would kill Di Yuanhao, Di Xiu was here after all. From the scene just now, he could already see that Di Xiu's heart was actually soft. At least, he would not be able to kill his father.

Therefore, he decided to seek Di Xiu's opinion. As for Yun Feixue, he could only explain it to him later.

Di Xiu's gaze was still complicated. Seeing Di Yuanhao crawling out from the pile of rocks with wounds all over his body and blood coming out from his mouth, he still felt that he could not make that move.

After a long while, Di Xiu finally made up her mind after some hesitation. "Cripple his cultivation base and seal his memories."

"Don't, don't cripple my cultivation, don't seal my …"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yin Hua appeared in front of him as if he had teleported. He extended his right hand and pointed at the space between his eyebrows, sending ripples in all directions like water.

A trace of confusion appeared in Di Yuanhao's eyes. Shortly after, Di Xiu felt that his cultivation base had disappeared in an instant.

Then, with a dull look in his eyes, he looked at Yin Hua and Di Xiu. "You …" Who is it? Why am I … "Here …"

Di Xiu wanted to say something, but he didn't. Perhaps this was the best result for Di Yuanhao. At least he was still alive, even though he didn't know who he was anymore.

"Alright, my mission is complete. I'll drag you down with me and tell Yun Feixue that after I finish my business, I'll come and play with him when I'm free. I have to go now." With that, Yin Hua jumped up and disappeared into the sky.

"Thank you." Dixiu cupped her fists and bowed to the sky.

Not long after Yin Hua had left, another figure appeared in Di Xiu's line of sight. It was Zheng Huaisha, who had used an excuse to not come to the Profound Nether Mountain to snatch the treasure.

He was shocked at Yin Hua's strength, but he was even more excited and pleasantly surprised now. This was because this was the most crucial step in Yun Feixue's plan.

The black mask that Di Yuanhao had thrown away was picked up by him. He put his trembling hands on his face in excitement and then held Chou Ri in his hands.

Zheng Huaisha said to Di Xiu, "I will replace your father's identity. You won't think too much about it, will you?"

"This is part of my big brother's plan. Just follow his instructions, my dad …" Let him go just like that! "

In the distance, Di Yuanhao was walking forward in a daze. He didn't know who he was, where he came from, or whether he could survive due to his luck. To him, this was a kind of release.

Not long after Di Xiu and Di Yuanhao left, several figures flew over from the Profound Nether Mountain. These people were the hall masters of each hall, as well as the two bodyguards who were originally close to Di Yuanhao.

Zheng Mingsha had made himself look extremely miserable. When one of them saw him, he hurriedly asked, "Lord Hallmaster, why are you …" Such a heavy injury?! "

"I met an expert who intercepted me halfway and forcefully crippled my cultivation. Luckily …" I managed to preserve Chasing Sun. " Zheng Huisha said.

"Congratulations First Hall Master. With the help of Chasing Sun, you will definitely be able to rise another level before the Holy Lord." Everyone's face was filled with respect.

Although the current Head Palace Master looked abnormally weak and only had a cultivation of the True Essence realm, no one dared to act rashly. This was because the Soul Refining Technique bound their lives together.

Yun Feixue had given the modified Soul Refining Technique to Zheng Huaisha. He had practiced it day and night; wasn't this the day he had been waiting for?

"Let's go. Follow my orders and wait for the Saint Lord to come out of seclusion." Finished speaking, he took Chasing Sun and left the Profound Nether Mountain in ecstasy.