Chapter 151 Taking on a Job at the Hall of Death
Chapter 151 Taking on a Job at the Hall of Death
Unfortunately, despite the combined efforts of all forces, they ultimately failed to capture Chen Wan'er.
No one can even clearly describe what she looks like.
She was like a phantom, appearing and disappearing without a trace, leaving behind only a series of perplexing mysteries.
Wang Anyuan was immersed in pondering this series of bizarre events when he heard an announcement from outside the door:
"Lord of the City, the Lady of the Glazed Tile School has arrived."
"Please come in quickly!"
Upon hearing that it was the lady who had arrived, Wang Anyuan quickly waved for the others to step back, straightened his clothes, and prepared to greet her.
As soon as Zou Yue stepped into the room, Wang Anyuan greeted her with a beaming smile and said eagerly:
“Madam, you’ve come at the perfect time. I have some important matters I’d like to discuss with you.”
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Zou Yue's heart, and she eagerly asked:
"Have you caught Chen Wan'er, the murderer of my son?"
Seeing that she had misunderstood, Wang Anyuan quickly waved his hand and hurriedly explained:
"Madam, please don't be anxious, let me explain in detail."
Although I haven't captured Chen Wan'er yet, I have some other information related to her.
Upon hearing this, Zou Yue's initial hope instantly turned into anger.
Rumors are swirling outside that Chen Wan'er has appeared in Anyuan City, but he hasn't even managed to catch her!
"Wang Anyuan, do you still care about us, mother and son?"
"Have you been hoping for my son's death all along, so that you could make room for your vixen's son?"
Zou Yue became increasingly angry as she spoke, and then caught a glimpse of a warm jade fox ornament on the table in the room.
Enraged, he took a few steps forward and swept the ornament to the ground. With a crisp cracking sound, the ornament shattered into countless fragments.
"Let me tell you, Wang Anyuan, as long as I, Zou Yue, live, that vixen's son will never be allowed to covet my son's position! I will never allow it!"
Seeing this, Wang Anyuan quickly stepped forward, carefully embraced Zou Yue, and gently comforted her while softly saying:
"Madam, Madam, please calm down. If there's anything else in this room that you don't like, feel free to smash it."
But please don't upset yourself. Don't worry, my position as city lord will naturally be passed on to our son in the future.
Zou Yue snorted coldly, forcefully shoved Wang Anyuan away, and said with tears streaming down her face:
"Our son? Our son is already dead, and the murderer has run rampant in your Anyuan City, and you still let her go."
Did you go to that vixen's place again today? Is that why we couldn't catch the murderer in time?
Wang Anyuan's heart tightened suddenly, and he was secretly surprised. How did she know?
These past few days he had been troubled by his third son's affairs, so he thought of going there to take a short break and calm down.
But to their surprise, before they had even stayed for a quarter of an hour, they heard the news that Chen Wan'er had appeared.
He had no choice but to rush out to arrest the person, but he came up empty-handed.
But at this moment, he could not admit it under any circumstances, otherwise, given Zou Yue's temper, he was afraid that things would get chaotic again.
"Madam, you have really wronged me today. I have been focused on catching the murderer who killed our son."
"You've wronged me today? So, according to you, I've never wronged you before?"
Zou Yue astutely seized upon the loophole in his words and relentlessly pressed him for answers.
"Madam, Madam, let's not talk about the past anymore. I've come to see you today because I really have something else important to discuss."
Wang Anyuan quickly changed the subject.
"Hasn't your Glazed Tile School been searching for Chen Wan'er lately? Have any of your disciples experienced a decline in their cultivation levels?"
When Zou Yue heard the words "decline in cultivation level," she was stunned, and an ominous premonition flashed through her mind.
Could it be that the one who killed her son was an evil cultivator?
If that's the case, then Chen Wan'er is even more unforgivable.
Evil cultivators have always been like pests in the fields; once you kill one batch, another batch comes along, wantonly destroying the peace of the cultivation world.
Since she dared to harm her own son, then don't blame her for being ruthless.
She wants to make all the evil cultivators in the world pay for her son's death!
When Wang Anyuan saw that Zou Yue hadn't responded for a while, he assumed she had come up with some clue.
"Madam, has something come to mind?"
Zou Yue then came to her senses and shook her head, saying:
"No, our Glazed Tile School does not have the symptoms you described."
Wang Anyuan couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Could this have nothing to do with Chen Wan'er?"
Upon hearing this, Zou Yue immediately interrupted him, saying firmly:
"Regardless of whether there is any connection, Chen Wan'er is the murderer who killed my son, and I will never let her go."
Wang Anyuan quickly nodded, saying with a look of agreement:
"Madam, rest assured, no matter who Chen Wan'er is, I will risk my life to capture her and avenge our son."
Zou Yue sneered inwardly, a hint of disdain and doubt flashing in her eyes.
Hmph, if her son had really been secretly murdered by that vixen and her son, I'm afraid Wang Anyuan wouldn't have spoken so lightly.
In fact, she had her doubts about the mother and son.
However, her son had already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage. In this world of cultivation where the strong are respected, to take his life silently, the murderer would have to have at least the Void Refinement stage of cultivation.
However, there were no people with such profound cultivation around the fox spirit and her child.
On their own, it is absolutely impossible for them to do so.
However, the situation is completely different when it comes to heretical practices.
Evil cultivators use bizarre methods and act ruthlessly, so they may not need to reach the Void Refinement stage.
Even a wicked cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage could potentially kill her son using unorthodox techniques and insidious methods.
Upon thinking of this, Zou Yue became extremely anxious and could no longer sit still.
She made a quick decision, hurriedly got up, and rushed back to the Liuli Sect.
Upon returning to her sect, she immediately mobilized her forces and ordered them to do everything in their power to find out the list of evil cultivators who had entered Anyuan City during this period. Not a single clue could be overlooked.
As for Wang Anyuan, Zou Yue had already given up hope on him.
After all, Wang Anyuan was the city lord and had many children. Even if one of his sons died, he still had other offspring to enjoy his company.
But what about her?
She only had one son, who was her only solace and hope during those long and arduous years of spiritual practice.
The path of cultivation is inherently difficult, and offspring are even more rare. Now that she has cultivated to the second level of the Integration Realm, she fears it will be difficult to have children in the future.
How could Wang Anyuan possibly understand the pain of losing his son?
Thinking of this, Zou Yue's eyes became even more determined. No matter the cost, she was determined to find the murderer and seek justice for her son.
Having determined that the other party might be an evil cultivator, Zou Yue knew that this matter was troublesome, so she no longer placed her hopes on the disciples of the Glazed Tile School to continue the investigation.
Her mind shifted, and she turned her gaze to the infamous Death Hall in the cultivation world, a place known for its murders.
In her view, only these ruthless and unscrupulous people might be able to kill Chen Wan'er.
Zou Yue rushed to the Hall of Death, his face grim, his eyes filled with endless hatred and determination.
Without hesitation, she stated her purpose, demanding that the Hall of Death send experts to hunt down Chen Wan'er, and said through gritted teeth:
"I don't care about life or death, as long as I can avenge my son!"
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