Chapter 384: Chapter 205: Golden Core Assembly (Part 4)

Shen Chongming straightened up in confusion and sneaked a glance at his third uncle, Shen Wen’an.

Lingshan Sword Immortal sized up his face, a gentle smile on her face.

Looking at Lingshan Sword Immortal’s smiling demeanor, Shen Chongming furrowed his brows once more, pondering inwardly.

“That familiar, intimate feeling again…”

Just now, as he glanced at Lingshan Sword Immortal’s profile, a strange sense of familiarity suddenly arose in his heart.

Now, seeing her every smile and frown, this feeling appeared again.

“Elder Sword Immortal, this junior dares to have a question to ask you.”

After pondering for a moment, Shen Chongming slightly cupped his hands in respect.

Lingshan Sword Immortal nodded with a smile.

“Has the elder ever been to Yangnao Land?”

Upon hearing this, Lingshan Sword Immortal’s expression became somewhat complex, and she did not immediately answer.

“Forgive my impertinence, elder. This junior does not intend to pry into your privacy, it’s just… I feel a faint sense of familiarity around you.”

Hearing this, Shen Wen’an also felt a tinge of doubt arise in his heart.

He recalled that from the very first meeting, Lingshan Sword Immortal had inquired about his family, and later often asked, intentionally or otherwise, about his older brother’s family.

Combining Shen Chongming’s current words, he too began to suspect whether Lingshan Sword Immortal knew his older brother.

His older brother, Shen Wenxing, was ten years older than him and had served in the military in his early years. If Lingshan Sword Immortal had indeed visited Yangnao Land, the two of them knowing each other was indeed possible.

“I do come from Yangnao Land.”

After a long pondering, Lingshan Sword Immortal spoke serenely.

With these words, the uncle and nephew were instantly taken aback!

The surprise in Shen Wen’an’s heart grew even stronger.

Looking at Lingshan Sword Immortal, he suddenly understood why, years ago at Qishan Market, when he was young and ignorant, he drew his sword in front of her and miraculously survived.

He distinctly remembered the flash of killing intent in Lingshan Sword Immortal’s eyes when he unsheathed his sword.

He also clearly remembered Master Pei Zhao’s respectful apology, mentioning they hailed from that small place, Yangnao Land, and hoped the Sword Immortal would be merciful.

Now it seems, the reason Lingshan Sword Immortal spared him wasn’t due to external rumors of his talent in Sword Dao, but rather because they both hailed from Yangnao Land.

“Where did you come from in Yangnao Land, Senior Sister?”

Shen Wen’an asked with cupped hands.

Lingshan Sword Immortal looked up in the direction of Yangnao Land and said calmly, “My surname is Huang… my name is Lingshan.”

Surname Huang, name Lingshan…

Shen Chongming murmured softly, feeling somewhat incredulous.

“Elder Sword Immortal, you…”

“Child, after telling you all this, haven’t you understood yet?”

“You should call me Aunt.”

Boom!

Meeting Lingshan Sword Immortal’s slightly affectionate gaze and hearing her words, Shen Chongming felt as if thunder erupted in his mind.

Aunt?

How could this be possible!?

He had never heard his mother mention the identity of Lingshan Sword Immortal, nor did he know his mother had a sister named Huang Lingshan.

In fact, not even Shen Wen’an knew that his sister-in-law had a sister.

The entire Shen Family, only Shen Yuan and his wife and Shen Wenxing knew that Huang Lingxiu had a sister who had been missing for many years.

Huang Qingzhou briefly mentioned it back then, but everyone assumed that the Huang family’s eldest daughter had met with an accident after being missing for so long.

Moreover, Lingshan Sword Immortal before them bore no resemblance to Huang Lingxiu in appearance.

Shen Wen’an had doubted many possible connections between Lingshan Sword Immortal and his family, but he never imagined she would actually be Shen Chongming’s aunt.

Seeing the expressions of the uncle and nephew, Huang Lingshan shook her head with a smile.

“When I left home back then, Lingxiu was only four years old…”

“In those years of wandering around Yangnao Land, I would occasionally send letters home. Later, I went to Danzhou and was taken into Cyan Ruo Sword House by Liu Qixuan.”

“Thus, I lost the chance to send letters home for safety.”

“Later, when I broke through to the Sword Immortal Realm and emerged from seclusion, I learned that fourteen years had passed in the world, and my parents probably thought I was already dead after not hearing from me for so long.”

“Moreover, the Golden Nature of the Golden Core suppressed my human nature; the divide between immortals and mortals meant I had no intention to return to Yangnao Land.”

Lingshan Sword Immortal’s voice was extremely calm, without any trace of emotional fluctuation.

She slowly turned to Shen Wen’an and said, “Until I met you at Qishan Market that year.”

“According to my usual personality, the moment you drew your sword, you would have been a dead man.”

“But your dedication to the sword made me hesitate for a moment.”

“However, what truly saved your life was your master’s mention of ’Yangnao Land.’

Upon hearing this, Shen Wen’an smiled bitterly, “So that’s the reason.”

“The world has always said that Senior Sister saw my talent in Sword Dao back then, and I naively believed it myself.”

Huang Lingshan shook her head with a faint smile, “It was indeed your Sword Dao talent that saved your life.”

“Otherwise, Pei Zhaolian wouldn’t even have had the chance to speak.”

Shen Chongming listened in a daze to the conversation between his third uncle and his aunt, struggling to calm his heart filled with excitement and confusion.

“When did your grandfather… pass away?”

The plain words came again from Huang Lingshan’s mouth.

It seemed that talking about her father did not stir much emotion in her heart.

Seeing this, Shen Wen’an sighed inwardly.

The higher the cultivator’s cultivation, the less humanity they possess.

Eventually, the humanity within could completely vanish, replaced by a god-like nature.

By then, whether it’s blood relatives or ordinary mortals, in the eyes of those Immortal Dao cultivators, they are probably as insignificant as ants.

He had heard his father mention that there is a saying in ancient texts: “Near the Dao there is no species, all spirits share the same Qi.”

This means that the closer beings are to the “Dao,” the smaller the racial barriers become. All living creatures are essentially born from the same Innate Qi.

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