The surroundings were completely silent.

After a while, Yuancai looked up and asked with a light smile, "Where are we?"

"Mirror Flower, Water Moon," Yun Zheng replied.

Wen Yuanyan was suddenly enlightened.

Yun Zheng suddenly said, "Father, I'll save you and get you out."

Wen Yuyan couldn't help but bitter smile as he heard Yan Wen's words, "It's too late."

Yun Zheng was perplexed.

Wen Yuanyan said, "I can't hold on much longer."

Yun Zheng pursed his lips, a trace of pain crossing his eyes.

He had painstakingly cultivated to the level of Golden Dan, thinking that he would be able to save his father. However, it turned out that his father's life was nearing its end. Could there be anything more tragic in this world?

Wen Yu seemed to sense Yun Zheng's sadness and gently patted his head. Her tone was extraordinarily gentle as she said, "Being able to see you before meeting Sister Yue Nong, I am already content."

"I will seek revenge for you." Yun Zheng's gaze was resolute, hinting at a trace of resentment.

Wen Yuanyao shook his head, saying, "Wen Yuqing is very afraid of death, that's why he is constantly surrounded by countless guards. You cannot approach him. Besides, what would happen to Da Qin if he were to die?"

"Daqin has ruined you."

"But I can't destroy it," Wen Yuyan said with a bitter smile. "After all, this is still my country."

Yun Zheng remained silent and expressionless.

Cultivators have no concept of nationality; they only focus on their own cultivation.

"How should I proceed?" Yun Zheng asked.

Wen Yu glanced at Yan Chui. Deep wrinkles lined his face, and a pair of jet-black pupils flickered with a wise light.

After a long pause, he said, "Wen Yuqing has a son named Wen Yuge. He is the child of a palace maid, which is why Wen Yuqing does not like him." Pausing for a moment, he continued, "That child is being relentlessly bullied in the palace. Go and save him, help him seize the throne!"

"That Wen Yuange ascending to the throne doesn't necessarily mean he would kill his own father," Yun Zheng hesitated a bit.

"Who said that I want Wen Yubai to die?" Wen Yuyan sneered, "The throne is what he has loved the most in his entire life. So, let him live, watching helplessly as his most despised son takes his place! I will make his life worse than death!" A deep-seated hatred was evident in Wen Yuyan's eyes.

Sometimes, the living suffer more than the dead.

Yun Zheng nodded when he heard the words, "I understand."

Wen Yu Yan seemed to let out a sigh of relief, chuckled softly, and said, "Alright, let's not talk about unhappy things. Come on, Hao Er, tell me how you've been these past few years."

Then, Yun Zheng proceeded to tell Wen Yu about his experiences one by one. When Wen Yu learned that Yun Zheng had actually joined the Yun Shang Sect, he naturally became very happy.

The two of them talked for a long time, and at some point, Yun Zheng noticed that Wen Yuanyan's breath was becoming weaker and weaker.

Yun Zheng's heart ached, vaguely realizing something.

Father's time, perhaps, truly is not much!

Suddenly, he felt a warmth in his hands.

Wen Yu held his hand and looked at him with kindness in his eyes. His voice was like the chirping of birds in the quiet night, clear and serene: "Hao Er, I have no regrets being with your mother." After saying that, his figure instantly disappeared before Yun Zheng's eyes.

Yun Zheng emerged without hesitation from the illusory realm.

Sure! Here's the translation:

Sure enough, the scent of Wen Yuanyan had disappeared.

He fell into a pool of blood, his face pale to the extreme, but a smirk curved at the corner of his mouth.

He left with a smile, but Yun Zheng felt a piercing pain in his heart.

From then on, Yun Zheng no longer had any relatives in this world.

At this thought, Yun Zheng's vision turned blurry.

No, he cannot cry.

He also wanted to seek revenge for his father!

That's right, seeking revenge!

A fierce flame lit up in Yun Zheng's eyes.

He heavily knocked his head three times in front of Wen Yuyan's corpse, then without any hesitation, turned around and left!