First Immortal of Destiny

Chapter 49: Dust Fate

Returning to his residence, Shen Mo saw that Ling Cangshu had eaten his fill and found a corner to curl up in, lazily basking in the sun.

"Are you sleeping? I should take a rest too," Shen Mo stretched lazily, thinking to himself.

Although he had been guarding the Xuanjing mine for the past two months, unlike other disciples who went on missions and faced various dangers, he hadn't experienced much.

But he still hadn't rested much, and now that he was back at the sect, it was time to take a break.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Is it Senior Sister Chen?"

He was slightly surprised and went to open the door.

What came into view, however, was not Chen Mengze's face, but that of a middle-aged man.

"Steward Ma?"

This person was none other than Ma Qian, who was in charge of overseeing the affairs of the inner and outer disciples.

"You came here to find me, is there something important?"

He was somewhat puzzled. According to reason, the other party shouldn't have anything to do with him.

"Your father is Shen Yuanchang, who disappeared twenty years ago, right?" Ma Qian didn't come in and instead took out the roster of the outer disciples, flipping through it, and asked.

"That's right," Shen Mo nodded.

"That's good," Steward Ma said, "Someone is looking for your father, claiming to be a member of your family and has something to ask of him."

"Looking for my father?"

Shen Mo was taken aback. "A member of the family?"

As for family matters, Shen Mo did find some information in the memories of the original owner.

Shen Mo's father, Shen Yuanchang, was born into the Shen family of Tianyou City.

This Shen family was a martial arts family that had practiced martial arts for generations and had quite a foundation relying on escorting and mining as their family business.

But Shen Mo's father, Shen Yuanchang, was just a collateral member of the Shen family and was not valued.

His parents were both sick and passed away when Shen Yuanchang was in his twenties.

After that, Shen Yuanchang made up his mind to go out and seek immortality and the Dao.

During his travels in the martial world, he met Shen Mo's mother.

After they got married, they gave birth to Shen Mo. It was only by chance that they were accepted into the Linjiang Sect and devoted themselves to cultivation.

After that, they never returned to the Shen family in their entire lives.

"Why would someone suddenly come looking for him?" Shen Mo was quite puzzled. According to reason, the relationship had been severed for more than twenty years.

"Where is that person?"

"Outside the mountain gate."

Steward Ma said indifferently, "Ordinary mortals are not allowed to enter the immortal sect. If you want to see him, you can go to the mountain gate yourself."

Outside the mountain gate of the Linjiang Sect.

The Shen family member who came to find his relatives was a burly man with a full beard. His appearance bore some resemblance to Shen Mo.

He was wearing a light blue robe, covered in dust, and looked somewhat disheveled, as if he had been traveling day and night without time to clean up, appearing somewhat embarrassed.

"Who are you?"

Shen Mo stepped forward and asked.

"I am Shen Zhoun's second son, Shen Zhiyun, the head of the Shen family in Tianyou City."

Shen Zhiyun saw Shen Mo and for a moment couldn't determine his identity, so he quickly bowed, "Has the immortal master informed him? Is my cousin willing to come out and meet me?"

Cousin?

Shen Mo raised an eyebrow. It seemed that according to seniority, he should call this person uncle.

But he didn't go forward to establish a relationship.

In fact, the original owner had never had any contact with the Shen family and didn't have any feelings for the family.

Not to mention the substitute Shen Mo.

"Why have you come to find him? What is the matter?"

"I dare not hide anything from Master." Shen Zhiyun quickly said, "I have come this time because my family is in trouble and I want to ask my cousin for help."

Although Shen Yuanchang had joined the Linjiang Sect, he had never returned to the Shen family.

But he had sent letters before, stating that he had joined the immortal sect and leaving behind the address of the Linjiang Sect.

That's why he was able to find this place.

"Family trouble?" Shen Mo shook his head, "Then you have come too late."

"He is dead, killed by a beast tide in the Linjiang Mountains twenty years ago."

Since it wasn't to ask him to return and inherit the family business, but to ask for help, Shen Mo lost interest.

"Dead?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhiyun was struck as if by lightning, and instantly became lost and disoriented. "Then my Shen family really can't escape this disaster."

He had traveled thousands of miles to come here, hoping for this glimmer of hope.

Now, the last hope had also been shattered.

A burly man with a nearly two-meter-long beard, in front of Shen Mo, began to cry loudly.

Shen Mo frowned and was about to turn and leave.

But for some reason, seeing Shen Zhiyun crying like this, he felt a twinge of sympathy.

"Alright, I'll accept this cause and effect."

Shen Mo knew that his restless mood was probably due to the memories and instincts of the original owner.

"I am Shen Yuanchang's son. What is the matter with the family? You can tell me."

With these words from Shen Mo, Shen Zhiyun, who had just been crying loudly, immediately restrained his emotions, revealing his tonsils swaying in the wind.

"It really is the descendant of my cousin!"

"Good nephew, good nephew!"

He excitedly patted Shen Mo's shoulder and said.

In fact, when he saw Shen Mo's appearance, he felt a resemblance to the Shen family, and coupled with this kind of inquiry, it was obvious that he was not an unrelated person.

After a little thought, he had a guess in his mind.

However, Shen Mo was still the master.

If he didn't actively admit to this relationship, Shen Zhiyun wouldn't dare to climb high.

The pitiful and sorrowful appearance just now was also half true and half false, trying to move Shen Mo.

Seeing this, Shen Mo also guessed the other party's intentions, but he didn't care.

His actions were always in line with his own wishes.

Moreover, whether to help or not still depended on what had happened to the Shen family.

"I remember that the Shen family is a prestigious family in Tianyou City and has been living quite well. How could they have brought about such a disaster?"

"Ah," Shen Zhiyun sighed and explained the whole story.

It turned out that in the many years since Shen Yuanchang left the family, the Shen family had been developing well.

With the emergence of talented individuals in the family, as well as the expansion of industries such as escorting and mining, they had become one of the top martial arts families in Tianyou City.

Five years ago, Shen Zhou, as the current head of the family, was jointly elected as the leader of the martial arts by the various righteous sects and families in Tianyou City, to crusade against the Blood Robe Sect, which specialized in using human blood sacrifices and committed all kinds of evil deeds.

As the leader of the martial arts in Tianyou City, on that day, the Shen family took the lead and united dozens of forces, large and small, in Tianyou City to directly eliminate the Blood Robe Sect, removing a great threat to the martial arts world.

In the following years, the prestige of the Shen family in Tianyou City reached its peak.

But good times didn't last.

"Half a year ago, someone in Tianyou City once again raised the banner of the Blood Robe Sect and started sacrificing human lives."

"Not only did they make a comeback and continue to do evil, but they also vowed to seek revenge and make all the righteous sects who had annihilated the Blood Robe Sect pay the price."

Shen Zhiyun paused here and continued, "At first, we didn't pay much attention to it. After all, in that battle years ago, the leader of the Blood Robe Sect was killed, and the elders and hall masters were all executed."

"The only ones who managed to escape were some lackeys of the Blood Robe Sect, second or third-rate experts. In just a few years, no matter what, they wouldn't have the ability to regroup and recreate the power of the demonic cult back then."

"But what no one expected was..."

"Those remnants of the demonic cult really did what they said!"

(End of this chapter)