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338 – The era of the sect returning


Chapter 338 – The Era of the Sect Returning

The origin of the treacherous little sword was a mystery. Ever since five years ago, it was a mystery, but from the beginning till now, it has a close relationship with the Ye family. Regarding the person or the force behind it, as Ye Qingyu's biggest enemy, was not overemphasizing in the slightest.

In such a moment, Ye Qingyu suddenly had an impulse to open the coffin.

His parents have been buried for five years, yet this treacherous little silver sword still wants to attack the stone coffins. Is it because that in the stone coffins was a secret hiding within? Or was it that his parents had not died at all?

Ye Qingyu felt a sudden rush of excitement.

But when his hand almost touched the stone coffin, he hesitated.

Since his mother had repeatedly told himself in the letter that he must place the stone coffins into Deer River and not open the coffin, then there must be a reason. Perhaps five years ago, she already knew what would happen today. If this was part of the plan, and he hastily opened the coffin, would it spoil the plan?

Ye Qingyu's mind was filled with tangled thoughts, rambling around.

He finally drew a deep breath, lightly touched the stone coffin, and sent a faint wave of yuan qi to investigate. He immediately determined that in the stone coffin, there was indeed a corpse, which had not decayed, and at the right side of the stone coffin vaguely emitted the smell of the treacherous little sword... Nothing was wrong.

Disappointed?

Ye Qingyu silently stood in the void for a long moment, and then finally, slowly sank the two stone coffins into Deer River.

He ultimately did not open the stone coffins to investigate.

The stone coffins slowly sank into Deer River and with the surging force and gushing of river water, it was unknown where it would eventually be swept. The stone coffins were eventually swallowed by the muddy water and struck by chunks of ice. There was a thunderous water noise as sediments were washed down from the source of the river, and with the amount of water vapour in the air, the entire river channel was cloaked in a misty shroud.

Ye Qingyu again stood above the river for another long while, before returning to the riverside.

Next, Ye Qingyu, with the reminder of the person in charge, completed the ceremony, and thanked all the guests. After half an hour, he returned to Ye Mansion following the road that they came from.

Following the moving of the grave, it was already midday when they returned.

When his parents were buried in the cemetery, Ye Qingyu always felt like they were by his own side. Whenever he thought of them, he could go see them. He could always kneel in front of the grave to speak to them, as though his parents were just asleep under the ground and that they could hear him. But the stone coffins had sunk into the river, meaning that he would never see them again. For Ye Qingyu, this was tantamount to another heart-wrenching parting.

While cultivating in the back garden, Ye Qingyu felt restless. He felt empty, like he had lost something.

For the entire afternoon, Ye Qingyu sat in the pavilion of the garden.

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