Qin Feng was not joking because in the mories Qin XiaoBai gave him, there was a beautiful witch from the Ancient Spirit Sect. It was with the help of that witch that Qin XiaoBai managed to slay Yoshida Shuichi. Regrettably, the witch lost her life in the process.
"You shaless creep, eating from the bowl while eyeing the pot. And a beautiful witch, what are you trying to do, role-play?"
"Role-play? Sure! Why don’t you play one for ? Play the beautiful witch and let see if you look the part?"
The mories in Qin Feng’s mind were hazy, he couldn’t clearly rember what the face of the beautiful witch from a thousand years ago looked like.
But he felt she looked very similar to Shangguan Yan.
"Role-play? I’ll play your mother and beat you to a pulp, you little scamp!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Shangguan Yan pressed Qin Feng down and started smacking his bottom with her palm, whacking him with quite so vigor.
Sikong Tu watched the scene with relish, and after it was over, he said cheekily, "You two really don’t consider an outsider, huh? Doing this kind of stuff right in front of ?"
"What stuff? I’m teaching my naughty son a lesson, is there anything indecent about that?" Shangguan Yan gave Qin Feng another smack and asked with a smile, "Isn’t that right, my good son?"
"I am not your son!"
"Didn’t you want to role-play? The only role I want to play is your mother!"
"I wanted to play your father too!"
"Get lost!"
Shangguan Yan kicked Qin Feng and then her face filled with sorrow.
"I never had a father! I was fatherless from birth! My mother raised all by herself. But on my eighteenth birthday, she handed over the Cauldron dicine Pavilion to and then vanished from the Mortal Realm. I searched every possible place, but couldn’t find a trace of her."
Speaking of her sadness, Shangguan Yan started to cry.
Qin Feng hurriedly wiped her tears with his hand, comforting her as he did, "It’s all my fault for making you think of these sad things."
"It is you! All your fault! You little bastard, there’s nothing good about you!" Shangguan Yan pounded on Qin Feng’s chest quite forcefully with her small hamr.
"Before your mother disappeared from the Mortal Realm, did she do anything unusual?" Qin Feng asked.
"You’re still asking?"
"This matter is very important. If you tell honestly, perhaps I could help you figure out your true identity. That might help us find your mother."
"My true identity? Aren’t I just the owner of the Cauldron dicine Pavilion? What other identity could I possibly have?"
Sikong Tu stared at Shangguan Yan’s face and counted on his fingers.
After calculating, he exclaid with joy, "You are indeed a witch! And the rightful heir to the Ancient Spirit Sect!"
This statent shocked Shangguan Yan.
Incredulous, she looked at him and asked, "What nonsense are you spouting, you stubborn man? The Shangguan family has been selling dicinal herbs for generations, when did I beco a witch? And you also say I’m the heir to the Ancient Spirit Sect—that’s ridiculous, isn’t it?"
"If you weren’t the heir to the Ancient Spirit Sect and didn’t have the blood of a witch flowing in you, entering this main tomb chamber wouldn’t be so quiet. Because a thousand years ago, it was the Sect Leader of the Ancient Spirit Sect who, together with that Grand Sorcerer, managed to slay Yoshida Shuichi."
Sikong Tu turned to Qin Feng and said, "If the poor Taoist isn’t wrong, Brother Qin, you are the descendant of that Grand Sorcerer, and all the inheritance has been passed down to you!"
Qin Feng was slightly shocked; this Sikong Tu was no simple character! To think he’d seen right through him?
However, Qin Feng wasn’t bothered. He was confident that Sikong Tu definitely wouldn’t harm him, and even if he wanted to, he couldn’t.
"Did you already figure out Yan’s and my hidden identities, and that’s why you deliberately brought us to Tuniu Village?"
"Hehehe..."
Sikong Tu first replied with a silly laugh, then said, "I knew Yoshida Shuichi’s soul wasn’t in the Great Sorcerer’s Tomb recently, and it just happened that I t the two of you. So, I thought of bringing you here to pick up so good stuff."
With that, Sikong Tu pointed at Yoshida Shuichi’s body.
The corpse was sitting upright on a White Jade base, holding a Crystal Staff in its hand. However, the Crystal Staff was losing its luster, even showing small cracks on it.
"See that Crystal Staff? It belongs to the leader of the Ancient Spirit Sect. It’s almost destroyed now, but only the heir to the Sect can revive it."
Sikong Tu looked at Shangguan Yan and said, "A living person cannot approach that Crystal Staff, only the rightful heir can pick it up. You should try and see if you can pick it up successfully!"
Shangguan Yan didn’t rush; instead, she turned to look at Qin Feng.
"Go ahead and try! I also feel that you are the heir to the Ancient Spirit Sect. Only by picking up that staff can you understand your true heritage and find out where your mother is," Qin Feng said.
Shangguan Yan slowly approached the Crystal Staff. Although she hadn’t yet reached it, nor had she reached out to take it, the dim and dull Crystal Staff already started to sparkle at her approach.
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