"Plop."

A sound as Yang Fei threw Duanmu Lingfeng to the ground.

Duanmu Lingfeng looked lost, but he still held onto Duanmu Wugou's body tightly, anxiously saying, "Ancestor, Ancestor, what's wrong with you, please wake up."

He then looked up in fear at Yang Fei and said, "You... what did you do to Ancestor? Yang Fei, have you forgotten that you also have the blood of the Duanmu Family running through your veins? Treating Ancestor like this is utterly disgraceful."

Everyone present was startled at heart.

Only then did they suddenly remember that Yang Fei indeed had a blood relation with the Duanmu Family.

"Heh, having the blood of the Duanmu Family makes you relatives?"

Yang Fei's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he stared icily at Duanmu Lingfeng, saying, "My mother was forced to death by this old thing and others. What kind of Martial Arts Family can't even protect its own clan members?"

Duanmu Lingfeng was speechless.

This matter was originally a secret of the Duanmu Family, and even his generation had rarely heard of it.

But since Yang Fei caused a stir at the Duanmu Family last time, this matter could no longer be kept secret. Many within the Duanmu Family were displeased and cold because of the decision those elders made back then.

Indeed, they did it because the other seven aristocratic families and sects pressured the Duanmu Family. To preserve the whole Duanmu Family, Duanmu Wugou and the others made that cruel decision.

But the fact cannot be changed.

No matter the reason, they were the ones who ordered Duanmu Qing's death.

"The elders back then were also forced by the pressure from other aristocratic families and sects, and had to do so."

Duanmu Lingfeng came to his senses and pointed at the Langya Wang Family, as well as Helian Zhan and Ouyang He, saying, "It's them. They are also among those responsible for your mother's death. If you have the skills, go seek revenge on them. Why only hold on to your family members? The Duanmu Family has already paid a heavy price for this, and now the whole family has fallen from a first-rate to a second or even third-rate aristocratic family. Do you think your mother would be happy knowing this?"

Yang Fei frowned.

Regarding his mother's forced death, his greatest anger was directed toward those elders of the Duanmu Family.

He naturally harbored resentment towards other forces of the Hidden Sect, but such matters involve too many connections. It's impossible to determine which people from the other seven forces pressured the Duanmu Family.

He couldn't possibly wipe out all of the Hidden Sect Eight Great Forces for revenge, could he?

"Hmph, claiming that our Seven Great Forces forced Duanmu Qing's death. Her death was just an accident back then. How much does it have to do with us?"

At that moment, Sect Master Zhao Wannian of the Qingtian Sect snorted coldly and suddenly spoke.

Wang Chunfeng and Wang Changchun also nodded in agreement. Although they did visit the Duanmu Family back then and witnessed Duanmu Qing committing suicide, they hesitated to speak out for fear that Yang Fei would hold them accountable.

Zhao Wannian was unafraid, and he said to Yang Fei, "Yang Fei, your mother took her own life back then. As for why she did so, I believe the Duanmu Family must have said it was us who forced her, right?"

Yang Fei's gaze was sharp as he stared at Zhao Wannian and asked, "Isn't it true?"

Zhao Wannian said, "I was there at the time, and so were Wang Chunfeng and Wang Changchun."

Yang Fei glanced at Wang Changchun. As for Wang Chunfeng, he didn't recognize him, so he asked, "Which one is Wang Chunfeng?"

Wang Chunfeng stepped forward and said, "It is I, sir."

Yang Fei asked the two of them, "You heard what Sect Master Zhao said? Tell me, what really happened back then."

Wang Changchun hesitated for a moment and looked at Wang Chunfeng.

Wang Chunfeng sighed, "It had something to do with us more or less, but to say we forced her to death is a bit far-fetched."

Wang Changchun nodded, "Yes, when we went to the Duanmu Family back then, we did intend to get more information about the Taoist inheritance. But before we succeeded in obtaining that information, how could we allow Duanmu Qing to die? So, her death was an accident."

Yang Fei glanced coldly at him and said, "So many experts pressured my mother to reveal the secrets of the Taoist inheritance. She didn't want to disclose them and chose to kill herself. Although she wasn't killed by your hands, she died because of you, didn't she?"

Wang Changchun hung his head in shame.

Zhao Wannian said, "It is indeed related to our presence, but more so, it was because she didn't want to live anymore."

Hearing this version for the first time, Yang Fei looked at Zhao Wannian and said, "You seem to know a lot. Please tell me what really happened."

Zhao Wannian sighed, "Your mother was the most gifted in Martial Arts I've ever seen. At a young age, she showed extraordinary Martial Arts Talent. Later we learned she inherited orthodox Taoist Cultivation Techniques. We were naturally fearful of the Taoist strength resurgence and had our own selfish desires to obtain the powerful Taoist inheritance, so we gathered together to visit the Duanmu Family.

But when we arrived that day, your mother's spirit was already in terrible shape. Thinking back now, her eyes lacked vitality, indicating severe damage to her heart meridian."

Ouyang He nodded, "Yes, thinking about it, her heart meridian was damaged that day, her eyes lifeless, and she had signs of intending to commit suicide."

Yang Fei asked, "Why was her heart meridian damaged?"

Ouyang He said, "It must have been due to multiple reasons."

Zhao Wannian nodded, "Yes, various reasons led to it, and most notably your father's death. Secondly, the stubborn and cold-hearted elders of the Duanmu Family. Lastly, it was due to the responsibility of our Seven Great Forces."

Yang Fei pursued the question, "Why do you say so?"

Zhao Wannian said, "Do you know who was responsible for your father's death?"

Yang Fei's pupils contracted, and he shook his head, "I don't know, do you?"

Back then, he learned from his uncle that his father had died from severe injuries and poisoning. Trying to investigate, he found that the hospital where his father was treated had been burned to the ground, and all records and files were lost.

Zhao Wannian sneered, glanced at the soulless Duanmu Wugou and said, "It's the work of those Duanmu Family elders."

Yang Fei took a deep breath and said, "Sect Master Zhao, you'd better not lie to me."

After speaking, he used his telekinesis to release Duanmu Wugou's Divine Soul from the Soul Binding Rope.

Duanmu Wugou immediately woke up.

Duanmu Lingfeng was overjoyed, "Ancestor, you have finally woken up."

Everyone around, except for Ye Wuya, marveled secretly, not knowing what Yang Fei did to freely control Duanmu Wugou's coma and wakefulness.

However, several top experts sensed the fluctuations of Duanmu Wugou's Divine Sense and couldn't help but look at the silvery-white whip in Yang Fei's hand.

That whip must be something strange.

Once Duanmu Wugou woke up, he looked at Yang Fei with deep fear in his eyes.

The sensation of having his Divine Soul extracted and imprisoned in that special space was terrifying. Even his Divine Soul Consciousness felt worn and weakened.

What kind of place was it?

While he was unsettled, Yang Fei's icy voice reached his ears, "Duanmu Wugou, I have a question for you, and you'd better not lie to me."

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