Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 739 - 557: Heading to Qingcheng Mountain, Black Water Mysterious Snake

Chapter 739: Chapter 557: Heading to Qingcheng Mountain, Black Water Mysterious Snake

Looking at the blank expression on Lu Feng’s face, Lu Hai sighed deeply and said with all seriousness, "Right now, whether you understand or not is not important. Sooner or later, you will come to understand your father’s words. However, I want you to be wary of one person, that is Wang Yang!"

"Why?"

Although today he had seen Wang Yang endure for a considerable amount of time under the test of the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain, perhaps only fairing slightly better than himself, the caution Lu Hai mentioned was indeed puzzling for Lu Feng.

"Wang Yang is Wu Mo’s adopted son, but Wu Mo dotes on Wang Yang excessively. Wu Mo is usually very cautious and timid, but he risked his life to accept Su Ding’s suggestion for the sake of the snake gallbladder, which is enough to show the depth of their relationship!"

Having heard this, Lu Feng understood somewhat.

"Is Father afraid that Wang Yang will find out the truth and seek revenge on me?"

Lu Hai nodded, his expression growing more solemn. If Wang Yang were just an ordinary person, then Lu Hai would not have any worries. But now, Wang Yang, like Lu Feng, possessed the qualifications to become an Exorcist and was especially valued by the True Person of Qingcheng, who even gifted him the personal Magic Artifact, the Demon-Suppressing Bell.

With this, Wang Yang’s future was boundless, and he might very well surpass Lu Feng!

This made Lu Hai very wary, for after all, there are no walls in this world that do not let some wind through.

Su Ding and others are currently afraid of offending him, not revealing the true cause of Wu Mo’s death, but what of the future?

And when Wang Yang returns?

This was what truly worried Lu Hai.

"In any case, remember this: Wang Yang is extremely dangerous. If you have the opportunity, you must eliminate him!"

"If he does not die, the one who will die in the future is you!"

Lu Hai’s words, word by word, thundered into Lu Feng’s ears, after all, Lu Feng was just a teenager.

"Hesitate, and you might end up dead. You must understand, Wang Yang’s gaze seems to have already fallen on me with suspicion, you must not give away any hint of this!"

Lu Hai earnestly tempted, hoping his son would be more astute.

"The child understands!"

Having heard Lu Hai’s words, a decisive look flashed in Lu Feng’s eyes. Although initially reluctant, the phrase "If he does not die, the one who will die in the future is you" instilled fear in Lu Feng.

That was the fear of facing death!

Seeing the change in Lu Feng’s state of mind, Lu Hai nodded in satisfaction, stood up, stepped forward, and patted Lu Feng’s shoulder with a smile.

"Alright, you will leave early tomorrow. Go and bid your mother farewell!"

"Yes, Father!"

Lu Feng turned and left the room. Lu Hai watched the receding figure and a strange smile curled the corners of his mouth.

Meanwhile, Wang Yang had returned to his wooden hut, holding in his hands the cold jade pendant, deep in thought.

From the True Person of Qingcheng’s reaction upon learning his name, it wasn’t difficult to infer the reverence for the Royal Family within his heart, which took Wang Yang by surprise, finding the world’s fate not suppressed by the Cultivation Sect but by the Royal Family instead.

If that was the case, then his identity held significant implications.

Moreover, it was a good thing; with the Imperial Bloodline, he could absorb the Fate from The Great Dao, which might become the key when facing the Demon Clan in the future.

"Who’s there?"

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from outside the wooden hut. Wang Yang tucked away the jade pendant and asked in a low voice.

"It’s me, young master Wang Yang!"

Upon hearing the voice, Wang Yang’s brow furrowed. What would Su Ding be doing here in the middle of the night?

"What’s the matter?"

Standing at the doorway, Wang Yang did not immediately open the door but continued to ask.

Wang Yang didn’t have much of a good impression of Su Ding.

Seeing that Wang Yang did not open the door, Su Ding’s old face reddened, thinking that Wang Yang must be holding a grudge against him for Wu Mo’s death since he was the one who had invited Wu Mo to hunt the snake.

Su Ding hesitated, wanting to say something but then swallowed his words, sighed, and turned to speak to Su Yue.

"Yue’er, let’s go back!"

Su Yue didn’t understand why Su Jian’s expression suddenly became so dejected and could only quietly affirm.

"Oh!"

Just as Su Ding and Yue’er were about to leave, Wang Yang’s voice suddenly came from inside the wooden hut.

"If there’s something to say, just say it!"

Creak!

The moment Wang Yang spoke, the wooden hut’s door was opened. After much thought, Wang Yang decided to have a talk with Su Ding.

Su Ding looked surprised, evidently not expecting Wang Yang to come out. An instant hesitation flashed through his heart.

To tell or not to tell Wang Yang the true cause of Wu Mo’s death?

"Uncle Su, is there something you need to tell me?"

Su Ding, torn over his decision, did not escape Wang Yang’s keen eyes. Since Su Ding couldn’t say it, it may as well be asked!

"Actually... the truth about Wu Mo’s death..."

"Didn’t Uncle perish from the poison of the snake?"

Wang Yang abruptly interrupted Su Ding, only seeking an attitude from Su Jian, one that was worth taking care of Su Yue.

Wu Mo had already been taken to the City of Unjust Death by Qin Han. The truth was something Wang Yang would inevitably discover and was not urgent at this moment.

Moreover, even if he knew now, Wang Yang didn’t have the capability for revenge; on the contrary, if Su Ding revealed it, he might face mortal danger.

Su Ding’s initial silence was enough to suggest that the truth could lead to consequences Su Ding couldn’t bear.

Su Ding lifted his head to meet Wang Yang’s clear and unfathomably calm eyes, as if he already knew the truth.

"Yes, Wu Mo indeed perished at the hands of the poisonous snake!"

Su Ding gathered himself, repeated Wang Yang’s words, and asserted firmly.

"It’s late; Uncle Su can go back and rest early. Tomorrow, I and Sister Su Yue must leave early for the Qingcheng Sect!"