Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Chapter 122: Chapter 122 Paying Back Last Night's Sleepwalking

Shen Yue Xin remained silent, and Ye Ling didn't know how to start the conversation, leaving the atmosphere in the room somewhat awkward.

Ye Ling could tell how Shen Yue Xin was feeling, even a fool would know her current emotion.

But what could be done about it?

What had been done was done, and without a time machine, there was simply no way to reverse it.

The only consolation was that the last step hadn't been completed.

Otherwise, it would have truly been a case of forcing a woman.

"You didn't fulfill the promise you made to your mother," Shen Yue Xin suddenly spoke.

Ye Ling was startled, then he realized what she meant.

"Did you hear what I talked with my mom about last night?"

Shen Yue Xin didn't answer.

Ye Ling rolled his eyes bitterly.

Damn, she has good ears. The volume of his conversation with Wang Shufen wasn't that loud, right? Most importantly, it was through a room!

She could even hear that; Shen Yue Xin was really something.

After another moment of silence, Ye Ling couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer. He went to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, threw it onto the bed, lay down, closed his eyes, and said, "Go ahead and stab me to death."

Without a second word, Shen Yue Xin immediately picked up the knife.

"Damn, you're really going to stab me!"

Ye Ling's eyes immediately flew open, wide as saucers, and with a swift dodge, he fled to the corner of the room.

"You're too ruthless, aren't you? No matter what, I did save your life!"

"If it were anyone else, I would have killed him for sure," Shen Yue Xin said, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"Why? Because you can't beat me? Or is it for some other reason?" Ye Ling asked.

Actually, he wanted to ask, 'Is it because you can't beat me, or is it because you like me?' However, given the current situation, he was too embarrassed to voice that question.

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And the outcome was clear: Shen Yue Xin would rather kill him than like him!

"This knife isn't very sharp for stabbing people, you might as well give it to me." After a pause, Ye Ling spoke again.

After putting the knife down, Shen Yue Xin turned to look out the window.

"Sigh..."

Ye Ling let out a sigh and put the knife aside, saying, "Let's talk about it, what is it that makes you so afraid of thunder?"

Shen Yue Xin pursed her lips and surprisingly, she revealed the truth.

"When I was 5 years old, my dad died in a car accident."

"Later, my mom married Tan Qing, a man worse than a beast!"

As she spoke, a fierce expression suddenly crossed Shen Yue Xin's face, but it disappeared quickly.

"He killed my mom."

As Shen Yue Xin said these words, her demeanor was extremely calm.

Ye Ling frowned and asked, "Then he must be dead by now, or at least imprisoned, right?"

"No."

Shen Yue Xin shook her head: "He's still alive and well, and even now that I am the president of Huamei Group, I don't have the power to kill him."

Ye Ling was taken aback. Were there still things that money couldn't do in this world?

Did Shen Yue Xin not want to kill him? Or...

Soon, Ye Ling had an epiphany.

Having interacted with Shen Yue Xin over the past few days, Ye Ling quickly surmised that this so-called Tan Qing was likely not an ordinary man of this world.

"Do you wonder why, with all my wealth, I still can't kill him?"

Shen Yuexin gave a self-deprecating smile, "He's a Houtian pinnacle expert, and moreover, he has an extremely powerful force behind him."

Ye Ling didn't speak; he quietly waited for Shen Yuexin to continue.

"The year my mom died, I was 16."

Shen Yuexin went on to say, "It was a rainy night; Tan Qing killed my mom, and then he rushed into my room, wanting to rape me, but Yuan Heng saved me."

Ye Ling felt some inconsistencies; Yuan Heng hadn't even reached Houtian, so how could he save Shen Yuexin from a Houtian pinnacle expert?

"At that time, Tan Qing hadn't reached the pinnacle of Houtian, he hadn't even reached Houtian, he was on the same level as Yuan Heng."

It was as if Shen Yuexin knew what Ye Ling was thinking, and she cleared up his confusion.

However, another doubt quickly followed.

According to Shen Yuexin being 28 now, from the age of 16 to 28, a total of 12 years had passed.

In 12 years, Tan Qing had gone from a level that wasn't even Houtian to the pinnacle?

If this were in the Cultivation Realm, Ye Ling wouldn't find it strange at all, not even if it took just one day. Ye Ling wouldn't find it strange.

But this is Earth!

The Spiritual Energy between Earth and the Cultivation Realm is worlds apart; many True Cultivators can't even reach Houtian in their entire lives, yet Tan Qing's progression was this terrifyingly fast.

"It must also be some kind of fortuitous encounter," Ye Ling thought to himself.

"Yuan Heng took me to escape from the Tan family and return to the Shen Family."

Shen Yuexin said, "After learning of this incident, Grandpa was furious and personally went to seek revenge on Tan Qing, but he returned gravely injured. It was only after some time that we found out, although the Tan family is considered one of the Four Great Families, just like the Shen family, behind the Tan family was a mysterious and terrifying power. It was someone from that power who injured Grandpa."

"So the issue with you and your mother has just been left unresolved until now?" Ye Ling asked.

Shen Yuexin nodded slightly, not saying anything more.

Ye Ling finally understood why Shen Yuexin was so afraid of thunder, so afraid of rain.

Indeed, women are not born cold; if they are cold, it is surely because they once experienced some harrowing ordeal.

"What's the name of the force behind the Tan family?" Ye Ling asked.

"Mo Yun Sect."

"A True Cultivator's Sect?"

Ye Ling's brow furrowed once more.

He wasn't unfamiliar with the names of some of these forces on Earth, like the Yin Yang Pavilion or the Holy Spirit Pavilion.

But in Ye Ling's eyes, these so-called forces weren't really comparable to a true Cultivation Sect.

It is said that the Yin Yang Pavilion is just affiliated with a special force in Huaxia.

As for the Holy Spirit Pavilion, even Innate Realm masters are only rumored to exist, with no solid confirmation.

Such a foundation cannot truly be called a Cultivation Sect.

At the very least, there should be a True Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage to be called a Cultivation Sect, right?

"What kinds of experts are in the Mo Yun Sect, and what's your grandfather's level?" Ye Ling asked.

"My grandfather is in the Innate Realm, but as for what level of experts the Mo Yun Sect has, I don't know," Shen Yuexin shook her head.

After all, she was just a secular person and didn't practice cultivation; how could she know about such things.

Ye Ling was silent for a moment before saying, "Do you want revenge?"

Shen Yuexin didn't immediately respond with 'yes' or any other affirmative word; instead, she looked at Ye Ling and calmly said, "If you can help me, I will give you anything, including myself."

"Really?"

"Really."

Ye Ling shook his head with a smile, "I can help you, but not now, because I don't have the ability yet. However, I must clarify that I'm helping you not to get you, but just to... make up for last night's sleepwalking."