Chapter 12 Ye Xuan's Killing Intent

During these days, Zhuo Lao Yezi had been resisting the ghostly baby incessantly, until just now he was nearly completely devoured by it. Just when he thought death was certain, a cold touch sprouted on his forehead, and the ghostly baby, as if severely injured, fled in panic from his body. Although he did not understand what had happened, he knew that someone from the outside must have been helping him.

"Tingting, who was the expert that saved Grandpa?" Zhuo Lao Yezi disregarded his physical weakness, and quickly inquired of Zhuo Junting.

At that moment, Zhuo Junting was also extremely shaken. She had never imagined that Ye Xuan was not a fraud; indeed, just like he had said, Grandpa was really haunted by an evil spirit, and it was also thanks to his Jade Talisman that Grandpa did not leave her.

Zhuo Junting promptly related the details of her encounter with Ye Xuan, up until the miraculous event that had just occurred, leaving the people of the Zhuo Family in the sickroom in utter shock.

"Two million!"

"Just a mere two million to exchange for the old man's life, eh?"

After listening to Zhuo Junting's account, Zhuo Lao Yezi murmured to himself, and soon he came back to his senses, his expression becoming extremely grave as he said, "No matter what, no matter the cost, we must find this expert. Grandpa has to thank him in person."

As the head of the Zhuo Family, Zhuo Lao Yezi deeply understood that if someone wished to harm him with an evil spirit once, they could do so a second time. Thanking the expert in person was genuine, but the real purpose was to seek out this expert and have them find the true mastermind behind the scenes.

What followed was straightforward; Zhuo Lao Yezi recovered and was discharged from the hospital. This incomprehensible incident naturally shocked Hospital Director Bai immensely, but no matter how he questioned them, the Zhuo Family did not reveal the truth, brushing it off with a simple excuse.

Zhuo Junting returned to the Guanyin Temple again, but she could not find Ye Xuan anywhere. She even asked the surrounding vendors, but she didn't receive any useful information.

Days went by, and Zhuo Junting visited the Guanyin Temple every day. However, Ye Xuan seemed to have vanished from the human world, never appearing in her sight again.

Gazing at the spot where Ye Xuan used to set up his stall, Zhuo Junting bit her lips tightly, her voice whispering, "Will you really never appear again?"

...

The setting sun dipped low, the last rays of sunset drifting away.

Ye Xuan returned home, directly taking out the products he had purchased from his storage space and placing them on the table, and then patiently waited for Mother Ye to return from work.

According to his mother, she was currently working as a cleaner at a hotel. Even though Ye Xuan had told Mother Ye to quit her job, she insisted on going to work.

Ye Xuan knew in his heart that as he had just returned home, in his mother's eyes, he was still jobless. If she quit her job, who would support the family?

But today, Ye Xuan decided that no matter what, he would have Mother Ye quit her job, because the money in his hands could allow his mother and sister to live a better life, without the worry of making ends meet.

Time passed quickly, and as night fell, the sound of a door opening was heard. Mother Ye, carrying a bag of vegetables and dragging her tired body, stepped into the house. Upon seeing Ye Xuan, the fatigue on Mother Ye's face vanished, replaced with a joyful radiance.

Although the Yunling Pill had already been consumed by Mother Ye, the Yunling Pill was a kind of elixir that worked progressively. After all, Mother Ye was only human, and the type of elixir that could revert one to youth overnight, though Ye Xuan had it, would only cause Mother Ye unnecessary hidden ailments.

"Mom, you must be tired, let me get you a glass of water."

Ye Xuan quickly walked up to his mother, took the things from her hands, and then went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. But when Ye Xuan returned, he saw his mother staring blankly at the goods he had bought, lost in thought.

Ye Xuan's mother was not a woman with no experience; once a maid of the Ye Family in the Capital City, her vision was also different from ordinary people. When she saw the dazzling array of goods on the table, how could she not recognize their value?

Each item on the table was from an international luxury brand. The value of each was tens of thousands of dollars. Ye Xuan's mother silently did the math; the items on the table were worth several hundred thousand dollars.

"Xuan... Xuan'er... Where did you get the money?" There was a trace of worry in Ye Xuan's mother's eyes, and even her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

Looking at his mother's worried face, Ye Xuan placed two Golden Cards on the table and took out a pre-prepared explanation, saying, "Mom, when I came back, that strange man gave me some antiques. I sold some today at the antique market. There's still 1.7 million in these two cards, take these for now, and when there's more money later..."

Before Ye Xuan could finish, two lines of tears slowly trailed down his mother's eyes, tugging at his heartstrings, making it impossible for him to continue his fabricated story.

"Xuan'er, when will you stop lying to Mom?"

They say no one knows a son better than his mother. Although she hadn't seen Ye Xuan for four years, he was still her flesh and blood. Even though Ye Xuan concealed his killer instinct when he came home, how could the unintentional aura of a Superior escape his mother's perception?

Watching his mother's tearful eyes, Ye Xuan suddenly awoke to reality, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. After all, this was his mother, the person closest to him. How could she not feel his change?

"Mom, I assure you that this money is all earned cleanly. Your son hasn't committed any crimes, please believe me." Ye Xuan knelt halfway in front of his mother, his expression extremely solemn.

In the past four years, Ye Xuan had become renowned on the Blood Sea Battlefield for his decisiveness and ruthless nature and was even revered by various beings as the Undying Venerable. He had tempered his demeanor to be extremely cold-hearted, but towards his mother, Ye Xuan held immense respect.

Ye Xuan was a filial person, and even after his four years on the Blood Sea Battlefield, he hadn't changed at all.

"Xuan'er, Mom doesn't know what you've been through these years, but she never wants to lose you again. I won't ask about your affairs in the future; as long as you take good care of yourself, that's all I need," his mother said with tears turning into a smile.

Ye Xuan's mother was by no means a foolish old woman; ever since Ye Xuan's return, she had noticed many strange things. For example, why did celestial phenomena change when mother and son met at the Beishan Cemetery?

Why could Ye Xuan, though slender, lift a strong man with one hand?

All these things told her that her son was no ordinary person and that he must have unspeakable secrets from the past four years.

Yet Ye Xuan's mother didn't want to question him; her son was grown up with his own mind, and too much interference might become a burden for Ye Xuan.

"Mom, there are some things I can't tell you, but please be assured, our days will get better and better. We were driven out of the Ye Family years ago, and although you never spoke about it, I know you hold resentment in your heart."

Ye Xuan paused for a moment, his expression slightly grim, and continued, "Rest assured, the humiliation you suffered back then, I will reclaim it for you. The so-called Ye Family is nothing but a bunch of ants in my eyes."

An unrestrained killing intent began to permeate from Ye Xuan's body quietly, with a bloody cold light flickering in his eyes. Clearly, Ye Xuan had long harbored the intention to kill; he just hadn't revealed it in front of his mother until now.