A Third Jade {Mo Dao Zu Shi}

♬Chapter 73♬

"Ancestors..."

"What in the world is that?"

Wei Ying recognized the zombie as well. Out of pure instinct, Lan Zhan charged at the zombie, "Wait!" Wei Ying grabbed his wrist, "Wait..."

Wen Ning eyes widened as he too recognized that zombie. It was none other than his uncle from the Qishan Wen Clan. Uncle Four let out a ear piercing screech, grabbing everyone's attention, and the juniors covering their ears.

More zombies in Wen robes started rising from the blood pool and attacked the zombies.

"Why are there corpses coming out of the blood pool? Weren't all the corpses on the Burial Mounds destroyed?" Jin Ling asked. "Not quite..." Lan Anhe answered, "What? What do you mean by that, A-Niang?" Jiang Liang questioned.

Lan Anhe stayed silent.

Sizhui readied his sword as a zombie stood in front of him, but the zombie had the toy in its hands and handed to to Sizhui, who was confused.

"A-Yuan..."

Sizhui stared down at the toy. Why did it look so familiar to him? More importantly, how did the zombie know his name?

The crowd of angry zombies caused the one in Wen robe's attention and hurried to the scene, dropping the toy right at Sizhui's feet.

"Is it you?"

Sizhui heard Wen Ning's voice, who was watching the zombies in Wen robes fight off the normal zombie, "Is it really you guys?"

Wei Ying's clothes turned back to normal as he was slowly making his way to where Wen Ning stood. The zombies slowly turned to Wei Ying, who was slightly stumped yet devastated to see them back in their current state.

"Grandmother. Fourth Uncle. Have you guys been waiting here the entire time?"

Tears started forming in Wei Ying's eyes. He slowly bowed to all of them, "Thank you..." Lan Zhan and Lan Anhe did the same. The Wens then bows back to them before they all slowly disintegrated into nothing. Wen Ning started to frantically grab the remains. He then went down on his knees with a sad look on his face. No matter how many times he tried, he couldn't shed tears.

Sizhui felt sympathetic for the Ghost General and stared at the toy.

"We came to destroy the Burial Mounds. But we were saved by the Wens. We were saved by the Yiling Patriarch and the Wens," a random cultivator couldn't help but laugh at the circumstances. Everyone antagonized Wei Ying and the remnants of the Wen Clan. Them saving everyone was such an unexpected outcome.

"What is this? Atonement? Did you think that you could atone all of your sins just by doing this? Then what about my father? Did my father die for nothing?"

"A-Ling..." Jiang Liang placed his hand on Jin Ling's shoulder.

"Young Master Jin Ling, if killing me will ease your pain..."

"Do you think I won't kill you?" Jin Ling drew his sword.

Sizhui stands in front of Jin Ling, "Jin Ling, put down your sword!"