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Chapter 522 What a bunch of clueless descendants!

"Grilled fish?"

The grandmaster pointed at the string of black charcoal in Wen Chengbin's hand, frowning in disgust, "This black, charcoal is supposed to be grilled fish? Are you trying to fool this old man's eyes?"

This thing is not only black but also has a burnt smell; calling it charcoal is giving it too much credit.

"Hehe, the outer layer is a bit overdone, but the inside is not bad."

After saying that, Wen Chengbin wanted to hand the charcoal-grilled fish in his hand to his master.

However, Wen Chengjian and Wen Wen stopped them.

"Grandmaster, have some." The brother and sister each handed a skewer to their grandmaster, then turned and handed one to Ye Jingchuan. "Uncle, have some grilled fish."

Now, both Master and Ye Jingchuan had two skewers of grilled fish in their hands. The fish looked golden and crispy, and the aroma was so enticing that they couldn't help but swallow.

Wen Chengbin looked at the grilled fish in his hand and tried to save face, "Hmph, if you guys aren't going to eat it, I'll eat more myself."

After saying that, he started eating heartily.

In an instant, the hall was filled with the aroma of grilled fish.

The group ate grilled fish while listening to gossip.

The gossip there, of course, refers to the gossip between Ah Ying and the Celestial Master.

"Ah Ying, you did a great job. You not only found them for me, but you also brought them here. Tell me, how should I reward you?"

"Master, I..."

The Celestial Master interrupted Ah Ying, "Ah Ying, I am no longer your master. Where is your master?"

After saying that, the Celestial Master pointed at Wenwen and said, "She is your master."

“…Oh…” A-Ying lowered her head.

Wenwen hurriedly asked, "Senior Celestial Master, how can I break the contract with Aying? Now that it has found you, it can go back with you. I will not force it to follow me."

After a pause, Wenwen smiled and said, "Senior, I'm serious. After all, you can't force a relationship, right?"

“That’s right, forced relationships don’t work, but…” The Celestial Master pondered for a moment and said, “Do you know how powerful A-Ying is? You really don’t care if it follows you?”

That's a very direct question.

Wenwen twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking to herself, she didn't say she didn't care, this is just a strategic retreat. Generally speaking, you have to give up something before you can take it, she understands this principle.

“Senior, I think Aying can become even stronger. It’s better for her to follow you than me.”

"Oh, how do you know?" the Celestial Master asked.

Wenwen said in a serious tone, "To tell you the truth, I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, I made a Soul Pill for Aying, but it didn't work very well after she took it. This shows that my abilities are limited, and I'm afraid I can't cure her root cause of the illness. So, I think it's better for Aying to stay with you."

The Taoist priest frowned as he looked at her, remaining silent, seemingly lost in thought.

Everyone kept their mouths shut so as not to disturb the Taoist master's thoughts.

Indeed, the Celestial Master was thinking. He had originally intended to return to this world by tearing open a spacetime rift in his clone, but unexpectedly, a change occurred the moment he tore open the spacetime rift.

Yes, Wenwen is the variable that led it to this world.

The Celestial Master and Wenwen arrived in this world at almost the same time.

However, Wenwen became the fifth daughter of the Wen family as soon as she appeared.

The Celestial Master can only float in this world as a phantom of a soul.

Seeing the changes before him, the Celestial Master sighed, “Why don’t you all sit down and let me tell you a story?”

Oh, I've heard a story!

Several pairs of curious eyes turned to the Celestial Master, with A-Ying standing to his side.

People say that wine and stories go hand in hand; here, grilled fish and stories go hand in hand, which is pretty good too!

The Celestial Master coughed lightly and said, "I hope that when I tell my story, everyone will not interrupt me, but remain quiet and wait until I finish before asking questions."

The five people sitting below the round platform nodded in unison.

And so, the story begins.

"The protagonist of this story is Hao Bingzhun."

After saying this, the Celestial Master glanced at his Grandmaster, who, as he expected, widened his eyes upon hearing the name. Presumably, the Grandmaster held back because he had promised not to interrupt the story.

The master's facial expression quickly calmed down, but his heart was in turmoil.

Hao Bingzhun, this name is very familiar to him, extremely familiar.

The earliest child lost by the Hao family in Medicine King Valley was named Hao Bingzhun.

Through the ages, Medicine King Valley has gone through so many generations. The great-great ...

Before his death, the Abbess of Medicine King Valley left behind the wish to find the Hao family's children, instructing the next generation of Medicine King Valley leaders to keep searching for the Hao family. This practice was passed down from generation to generation until it finally reached the ancestor.

Therefore, this name was as if it were engraved in the mind of the grandmaster. How could he not react when he first heard it?

Seeing that his grandmaster's expression had returned to calm, the Celestial Master continued, "The story begins when Hao Bingchun was separated from his Daoist partner Yang Yanchun during a great battle to exterminate demonic beasts..."

The Celestial Master's voice echoed in the underground palace hall, recounting the story of Hao Bingzhun.

It turns out that this Senior Hao is now a Mahayana cultivator from another world.

Back then, he and his Daoist partner were separated. After searching for many years without success, he devoted himself to cultivation. With auspicious opportunities, he broke through his cultivation realm and went to another dimension.

As his cultivation level increased, Hao Bingzhun still missed Yang Yanchun when the night was quiet. On a night filled with stars, he used all his cultivation to exchange a message with the Heavenly Dao. He wanted to know Yang Yanchun's condition, whether she was alive or dead.

When Tian Dao showed him all the things that had happened since he and Yang Yanchun were separated, he was stunned.

Unexpectedly, when he and Yang Yanchun were separated, Yang Yanchun was already pregnant.

After being separated, Yang Yanchun went through many hardships to give birth to a boy, whom she named Hao Nianjin. It was not easy for a female cultivator to raise a crying baby, but Yang Yanchun still managed to raise the child.

However, Hao Nianjin did not become a cultivator. After Yang Yanchun died, he could only live as a mortal in the Immortal City, making a living by doing simple jobs.

In this way, generation after generation, the Hao family's bloodline gradually became ordinary people.

As everyone knows, the mortal dwellings in the Immortal City are the first places attacked by demonic beasts. During a beast tide, only a three-year-old boy from the Hao family's descendants escaped. This child was adopted by a couple surnamed Wen. Not long after, the couple moved away from the Immortal City to live in the mortal world due to livelihood issues.

The story ends abruptly here, leaving the three siblings, who had been listening with great interest, eager for more.

After a long while, the Taoist priest did not speak again.

Wen Chengjian urged, "Senior, please continue?"

Wen Chengbin couldn't wait any longer, "Senior, what happened next?"

Wenwen was also full of curiosity, "Senior, how did that three-year-old boy escape?"

The questions asked by the first two people were fairly normal.

However, Wenwen's words immediately left the Taoist priest speechless with anger.

Is this the point?

What a bunch of clueless descendants!