Chapter 1794

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　　”Not long after Ning Xi and I married, she gave birth to a son—my future, our future.”
　　Gu Wentian continued, “But one day, my father, my elder brother, and my elder sister came…”
　　”I was originally a good-for-nothing. To me, the family was merely the place where I was born. After my mother’s death, I felt no attachment to the Gu family. I was trash, so they didn”t care about me.”
　　”But at that time, I had already stepped into martial arts. My father, elder brother, and sister didn’t understand how I, a useless person, became what others called a genius. They sought me out and pressured me to reveal my opportunity！”
　　Gu Wentian smiled bitterly and said, ‘I didn’t want to tell them, and I had long severed ties with the Gu family, cutting all connections.’
　　”But they threatened the lives of my wife and child. At that time, I was no match for the Gu family. Even when they found me, I had no choice but to hand over the spiritual art I had obtained.”
　　Gu Wentian continued, ‘When my father, elder brother, and sister got their hands on the spiritual art, the excitement on their faces was something I will never forget in my life.’
　　”But later, after obtaining the spiritual art, they found it impossible for other family members to cultivate it. Although I was a cripple, I was one in a million. That spiritual art seemed tailor-made for me.”
　　”At the time, I had already taken my wife and child and left, but they eventually found us again. They accused me of deceiving them and used my wife and child’s lives to coerce me.”
　　”I truly had nothing left to offer. In the end, they tortured my wife and child to death right before my eyes, then took me back to the Gu family, tormenting me day and night.”
　　Gu Wentian’s words sounded eerily calm, so calm it didn’t seem like he was recounting his own past.
　　”But heaven never seals off all exits. Amidst the endless torment, I finally comprehended the essence of that spiritual art—no, it should be called a sacred art. The more they tortured me, the more I felt my own transformation.”
　　”Until later, when I broke through, I tortured every single one of the 3,278 members of the Gu family to their last breath.”
　　Gu Wentian grinned and said, “And from that moment onward, my life lost all meaning！”
　　”Later, I became a true Saint, mastering the Fatiang Xiangdi Jue to its peak, killing countless and earning a notorious reputation！”
　　”But then, by chance, I obtained a blood sacrifice technique—the Qian Yuan Wufa Art you mentioned. I saw hope for Ning Xi’s revival, so I began traveling across various domains and continents, gathering materials, and finally, I succeeded.”
　　”I heard that within the Sacred Tomb of Tianyuan Continent, there was rare blood jade, so I came. Yet, I died here. But before my death, I prepared everything and preserved it in this place.”
　　”Back then, my soul shattered, and it took thousands of years for the fragments to reunite, retaining this sliver of clarity. I returned here once more, even in death, for I wanted to see her live again！”
　　After hearing this, Ye Wushuang’s expression remained calm, while Zhou Yuan beside him sighed deeply.
　　Rumors from the outside world cannot be fully trusted！
　　This Gu Wentian truly sounds like a man of deep devotion.
　　Gu Wentian looked at Ye Wushuang and said, “It seems you indeed have a considerable understanding of the Qian Yuan Wufa Art.”
　　Ye Wushuang stood up and said, “Don’t get your hopes up too much. The blood sacrifice method has always been mysterious and has an extremely high failure rate. Even top-tier saints would find it hard to accomplish.”
　　The blood sacrifice method is essentially about reviving the dead.
　　If it were that simple, wouldn’t people in this world just die and revive, die and revive endlessly?
　　Gu Wentian nodded and said, “I understand, I understand…”
　　Ye Wushuang glanced at the coffin and said calmly, “It’s time. Open the coffin—you should do it.”
　　Gu Wentian took a long, deep breath, his skeletal body visibly tense at this moment.
　　Zhou Yuan stood to the side and said, “Relax. If you keep tensing up like this, even if your wife wakes up, she might die of fright from seeing you.”
　　Gu Wentian gave a bitter smile.
　　But the smile looked even uglier than a cry.
　　His hands slowly gripped the edge of the coffin, then gently pushed…
　　Creaking sounds continued as Gu Wentian grew increasingly nervous, yet his hands did not stop.
　　Soon, the coffin lid opened.
　　In　an　instant,
　　the blood on the altar surged and flowed, rushing into the coffin in a frenzy.
　　Zhou Yuan and Ye Wushuang stood by the coffin, unmoving.
　　Gu Wentian also waited quietly.
　　Slowly.
　　Inside the coffin, a hand stretched out, followed by a head emerging…
　　A woman’s face rested on the edge of the coffin, slightly dazed and frightened, looking around.
　　The woman appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, serene and adorable, with large, bright, and lively eyes.
　　”Xi’er…”
　　Gu Wentian’s gaze fell upon her, his body trembling slightly.
　　The woman now looked at Gu Wentian, not screaming or shouting, but with a puzzled expression, before her eyes lit up with astonishment and confusion as she stared at Gu Wentian’s skeletal body.
　　”Wentian…”
　　Her voice carried a hint of shock as she opened her mouth, but suddenly, the altar around the coffin rumbled and shook violently.
　　At this moment, the coffin trembled slightly, beginning to sink toward the center beneath the altar.
　　Meanwhile, Ning Xi inside the coffin saw her flesh rapidly recede, gradually transforming into a state similar to Gu Wentian’s.
　　”What’s happening？ What’s going on？”
　　Gu Wentian asked nervously, “Young man, what’s happening？”
　　Ye Wushuang stood by the coffin and sighed.
　　From the very beginning, when he invoked this forbidden technique of the Thousand Abyss, he had realized that Gu Wentian’s preparations were indeed thorough.
　　But…
　　Too much time had passed！
　　Moreover, Ning Xi should not be a sage, having not condensed a soul body.
　　This Thousand Abyss No-Law Technique only has an extremely slim chance of succeeding in resurrecting a sage.
　　But below the sage level, success is impossible！
　　Therefore, Ning Xi’s awakening was also thanks to Ye Wushuang’s improvements and modifications to this method, though it was only for a brief moment.
　　Seeing Ning Xi’s figure rapidly fading, Gu Wentian held a bone sword directly against Ye Wushuang’s neck and shouted, “Save her, quick, save her, or I’ll kill you, kill all of you！！！”