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Chapter 1275: 1275: It's not your fault!
Chapter 1275: 1275: It's not your fault!
Chapter 1275: Chapter 1275: It’s not your fault!
What are relatives? This is what relatives are!
No matter what you do, they stand in your shoes and think for you; no matter what mistakes you’ve made, they are never your fault, if anyone is to blame, it’s others. This is what relatives are, they always harbor a heart of tolerance, encompassing all that you are, letting you be carefree, letting you be at ease.
Beiting Huang wasn’t being truthful if she said she wasn’t moved. Nangong Qianmo had died for her, and if the Nangong family harbored anger, Beiting Huang would have had no room to rebut. But from beginning to end, just like Nangong Cang said, he had never blamed Beiting Huang; even when formidable enemies invaded, he unhesitatingly protected Beiting Huang under his wings.
Beiting Huang looked at Nangong Cang with a hint of guilt, “Grandpa Nangong, I’m sorry, I actually didn’t feed Qianmo the Soul Return Pill…”
“It’s alright!” Nangong Cang was disappointed in his heart, but he also knew, Beiting Huang had her reasons for doing this, he gestured grandly with his hand, “She’s been dead for so long, even if she had taken it, she might not have been able to come back to life. Little Ninth, let the past be the past, don’t dwell on it anymore.”
No matter the result, Beiting Huang had managed to refine the overlord level treasure pill, the Soul Return Pill, with her heaven stage strength, which was truly an incredible feat. Even the people of Yan City looked at Beiting Huang with astonished eyes, believing in their hearts that perhaps the ninth young master was too young, and that girl named Nangong Qianmo hadn’t been well preserved after her death, leading to the current situation where they had an overlord treasure pill, but couldn’t bring her back to life!
“Yes, my dear grandchild, it’s not your fault, it’s enough that you did your best!” Beiting Lin absolutely wasn’t willing to see his grandchild heartbroken over someone who had passed away so long ago. He embraced Beiting Huang in his arms, and while consoling her, he didn’t forget to glare fiercely at Nangong Cang.
Was this old man not concerned for his own grandson, seeing what state his grief had brought his grandchild to?
Nangong Cang certainly saw the reproach in Beiting Lin’s eyes, but for once he did not retort and instead, feeling even guiltier, he said to Beiting Huang, “Little Ninth, your grandpa is right, this matter has nothing to do with you, and besides, you have already avenged Qianmo. She would be happy if she knew, in heaven!”
Dongfang Lu and Ximen Jing also joined in on comforting Beiting Huang, while Beiting Rui and Beiting Lin were even more heartbroken. They had always been powerful cultivators on the Central Continent, with extraordinary dispositions, and they clearly knew how unbearable it felt to owe a life debt, a debt they feared could never be repaid.
What they were more concerned about was the possibility that this debt could become a mental demon in Beiting Huang’s heart, which could hinder her cultivation, and that would be disastrous.
The Great Elder had been watching Beiting Huang’s expression all along, but even he couldn’t grasp what was on her mind. He too had considered the issue of the mental demon, and he said, “The ninth young master is truly sincere and passionate, which is very rare! The departed are gone, and the past cannot be pursued. The ninth young master should understand better than anyone else that cultivators should look towards the distant horizons, aspire to the peak, rather than being stuck in the past.”
“The Great Elder says it right!” Nangong Cang nodded vigorously, fearing that Beiting Huang could not see, “Little Ninth, take Grandpa Nangong’s word; let’s not obsess over this anymore. Instead, let’s think about that bastard Ming, where he might be now. If he dares come to the Central Continent, we will make sure he can’t return.”
It was only Nan Ling who hadn’t spoken a word. His eyes, as gentle as the calm sea, were full of Beiting Huang’s image, and he said with a smile, “Little Ninth, have you been waiting for us to come?”