Holding a child-bearing system, seducing all the handsome male cultivators in the wilderness

Jiuluonanxing was silent for a moment, then walked forward and hugged Li Wanji, as if seeking comfort.

Then, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "I will go to see them, but it doesn't mean I will forgive them. I just..."

"I understand." Li Wanji patted his back gently and said nothing more. She knew that some things needed time to digest slowly.

Jiuluo Nanxing left the study and went to the front hall of Jiuluo Palace.

He didn't know how he should face Jiu Luoshu and Cang Ming. Anger? Resentment? Or relief?

The noise from the front hall gradually reached his ears. It was full of voices. It seemed that after the ceremony, representatives of various ethnic groups were still communicating and celebrating.

Jiuluo Nanxing walked through the crowd, searching for Jiuluo Shu and Cangming.

Finally, in a corner, he saw them.

Jiu Luoshu was wearing a luxurious long dress unique to Wanhua Valley, with a graceful temperament, but a trace of loneliness could not be concealed between her brows. Cang Ming stood beside her, looking at Jiu Luonanxing with a complicated expression.

Jiuluo Nanxing took a deep breath and walked towards them step by step. Although his steps were steady, his heart was like a turbulent sea.

"Nanxing, you're here." When Jiu Luoshu saw him, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but then dimmed.

"Yeah." Jiuluo Nanxing nodded, his voice a little hoarse, "You...you guys came to see me, what's the matter?"

Shui Ruoyuan saw that the family was really embarrassed, so she stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "Young Valley Master, the Valley Master and Lord Cangming have finally come here, and this is not the place to talk. Why don't we find a quiet place to talk?"

Jiuluo Nanxing glanced at Shui Ruoyuan and nodded slightly: "Okay, then please."

So, the group left the noisy front hall and came to a secluded side hall.

In the side hall, Jiuluo Shu and Cangming sat at the top, while Jiuluo Nanxing sat at the bottom.

Shui Ruoyuan quietly left and closed the door gently.

For a moment, the side hall fell into silence. Jiuluo Shu and Cangming didn't know how to start, while Jiuluo Nanxing lowered his head, as if waiting for something.

Finally, Jiu Luoshu broke the silence: "Nanxing, you asked someone to bring the Poxu Dan to me last time. Elder Shui has told me everything."

Jiuluo Nanxing raised his head and glanced at Jiuluo Shu indifferently: "So what?"

"I..." Jiu Luoshu was speechless for a moment. She had thousands of words in her heart, but at this moment she couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Cang Ming sighed and said, "Nan Xing, your father is really happy to see your current achievements."

Jiuluo Nanxing glanced at Cangming, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Who are you to say this to me? Don't you think it's ridiculous for a man who can't tell right from wrong to say this now?"

Cang Ming was stung by Jiuluo Nanxing's words, and a trace of guilt flashed across his face: "Nanxing, I know I'm sorry for you and your son, but at that time..."

"Stop making excuses for your incompetence, okay?"

"At that time, you believed in your heart that Jiu Luoshu wanted to kill you, so you became her enemy without knowing the truth, right?" Jiu Luo Nanxing took over the conversation, his tone full of sarcasm.

Cang Ming lowered his head, speechless.

He knew that his behavior back then was indeed absurd and had not only hurt Jiu Luoshu, but also Jiu Luo Nanxing.

Jiu Luoshu looked at the argument between the father and son, and her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

She knew that it was all her fault. If she had not been so paranoid, perhaps the situation today would not have happened.

"Nanxing, I know you have resentment and hatred in your heart. But I hope you can give me a chance to make up for my past mistakes."

When saying this, Jiu Luoshu's voice choked with sobs, and a tear rolled down the corner of her eye, making her look particularly sad.

She has always been decisive and resolute, but now she cried in front of her son.

This look made Jiuluo Nanxing feel both unfamiliar and distressed. He had never seen his mother so vulnerable. In his memory, Jiuluo Shu was always so strong and domineering.

But the resentment in his heart did not dissipate. However, seeing his mother crying, he could not remain indifferent.

"Make amends? How do you make amends? Can you turn back time and change everything that happened in the past?"

"When I was still an infant, you gave me to Granny Shancha and ignored me ever since. During the hundred years in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, I was bullied. Did you ever care about me at all?"

"Later, when I returned from Yunmiao Island after studying, you turned me into your killing tool, forcing me to go to the underworld alone to fight Cangyuan. At that time, do you know how scared and helpless I was?"

"Now, with just a few words of amends, do you want to erase everything from the past?"

Jiu Luoshu felt heartbroken as she listened to her son's accusations. She couldn't refute them because she knew they were all true. She really owed her son too much, too much.

"Nanxing, I know I was wrong. I was so wrong, so irreparable. But I really hope you can give me a chance, so that I can make it up to you with the rest of my life."

Jiu Luoshu burst into tears. She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch her son's hand, but was afraid of being rejected.

Jiuluo Nanxing looked at her outstretched hand. The resentment and anger in his heart seemed to be burned by flames, but gradually cooled down in the face of his mother's tears.

"Mother, after going through so much, I no longer need you to make up for anything." Jiuluo Nanxing took a deep breath, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his voice.

"Cang Yuan has been defeated. The lives of the Wanhua Valley are no longer threatened, and order in the Great Wilderness is gradually being restored. I have done what I promised you, so just consider it as my repayment for your kindness in giving birth to me."

Jiuluo Nanxing's words stunned Jiuluo Shu and Cangming. They didn't expect their son to say such a thing.

Jiu Luoshu's tears flowed even more violently. She knew that the rift between her and her son could no longer be repaired.

Jiuluo Nanxing knew that with her mother's personality, there was no possibility for her and Cangming to be together anymore. This relationship was like a broken mirror; even if it was put together again, the cracks would always exist.

I know that Cang Ming has been imprisoned by his mother for a hundred years and is now homeless.

Even though Jiuluo Nanxing was extremely reluctant, she still felt a little sympathy when she saw the weathered man in front of her.

"Senior Cang Ming, I specifically asked for Youdu Mountain because it was once your hometown. If you really have nowhere to go in this world, you can go back there. There should still be your people there."

"Nanxing, you don't even want to acknowledge your father anymore?"

The word "senior" made Cang Ming feel extremely confused. How could he be willing to accept that the family reunion he had been looking forward to for a hundred years had such an outcome?

Jiuluo Nanxing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, there was calmness in them.

"You've hurt me so much, what else do you want from me?"

Jiuluoshu and Cangming were speechless, they knew that Jiuluo Nanxing's heart had been broken by them and would never heal.

The side hall fell into deathly silence, with only Jiu Luoshu's sobbing echoing.

"Nanxing, what about your children? You can at least let them recognize me as their grandmother, right?" Jiuluoshu suddenly thought of the children of Jiuluo Nanxing and Li Wanji, and she tried to find a chance to save the relationship.