Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

In the hall, after a long silence, Xuanyuan Chang finally spoke and said,

"Singer, do you know your true origins?"

"Of course I know. You'll be scared to death if I tell you. I was born in the Heavenly Emperor Palace in Jiuyang City. I am a member of the Heavenly Emperor Palace." Singh said with a hint of arrogance in his tone.

He was very proud of being born in the Heavenly Emperor Palace. Most of the people in their Hidden Guard Camp were orphans from outside, or independent cultivators with no future. But he grew up in the Heavenly Emperor Palace, so naturally he had much better resources than others, and his status was naturally superior, which many people envied.

"Hehe, you are proud of being someone's lackey and slave, right? Do you know that you have a blood feud? You are a member of the Xin family, and the nephew of Uncle Yongzhi. And now you are working for your enemy. What's the difference between this and recognizing a thief as your father?" Every word in Xuanyuan Lang's words was like a sledgehammer hitting Singh, leaving him stunned for a moment.

However, he subconsciously denied it.

"Impossible. Don't lie. I won't be fooled by you. You are right. The winners are the kings and the losers are the bandits. If you want to kill me or cut me up, just come on." Singh said so firmly. But he was not unaware of the abnormality in his heart.

For example, the two people beside him looked at him with a bit of pity in their eyes. Why? He didn't know them. They were even enemies. How could they feel pity for him? If he was their relative, it would make sense.

"Hmph, idiot. Uncle Yongzhi has evidence to prove that you are his great-nephew. Without evidence, do you think you have the qualifications to be Uncle Yongzhi's great-nephew?" Xuanyuan Lang sneered.

For the next period of time, the atmosphere was extremely tense and solemn, and everyone held their breath.

Singh's eyes were fixed on Xin Yongzhi, expecting him to produce the so-called solid evidence to prove his true background.

Xin Yongzhi calmly took the jade disk from Xin Changxing.

As Xin Yongzhi explained the origin of the jade bi, Xing Ge also knew what it was. In the God Realm, many families would use certain means to verify the bloodline of their descendants. This can prevent the confusion of family bloodlines, so he believed in the magic of this jade bi.

Then Xin Yongzhi asked Singh to drop a drop of blood on the jade disk so that he could witness the result with his own eyes.

Singh bit his index finger with trembling hands and dripped a drop of blood onto the jade disc with great effort. He stared at the jade disc with wide eyes, only to see the blood drop on the jade disc disappear quickly as if it was sucked by some mysterious power.

The next moment, the jade disk emitted a soft, warm, blood-red glow, which made Singh's eyes dry and astringent.

He stared at the bloody halo in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

Xin Yongzhi then went on to recount the past of Wuji Peak and the Xin family, as well as that epic battle, and why he appeared in the Tiandi Palace.

This story is so tortuous and bizarre, full of thrills and blood.

Faced with so many shocking facts and evidence, Singh finally reacted after being stunned for a while.

His original firm belief began to crumble. His heart was like being swept by a violent storm. After being surprised, struggling, and tangled, everything he had believed in in the past became blurred, replaced by endless doubts and confusion.

What should he do? What is his future path?

The master who had always praised him and whom he admired and respected, the master to whom he had sworn allegiance since he was a child, suddenly became his sworn enemy.

After this, should he be left alone like this?

Looking at the dazed and confused Singer, Xuanyuan Lang glared at him again and asked.

"Singer. What are you thinking now? This is related to your fate. If you continue to help the tyrants and continue to be stubborn, then you will never be able to leave this mansion in your life." Xuanyuan Lang did not say that he would kill him. Regardless of whether Singer recognized him or not, given the relationship between his Xin family and the Xuanyuan family, they would not kill him now. It was not that they were kind, but that Singer himself was deceived. Even his life and life until now were arranged by others. He was also helpless. At most, he would be imprisoned.

After a while, Singh finally responded.

He was not a hesitant or indecisive person. As his thoughts turned, his family affection won him over.

Even though he doesn't seem to be close to his parents and relatives, there is no way they have any deep feelings for each other.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't yearn for family affection? Doesn't he miss his parents? Especially since he was forced to separate from his parents at such a young age, he had experienced the heart-wrenching pain of separation, and this feeling remained deep in his heart.

But now, they told him that all this was a lie, and that he had been living in a prison designed by his enemies, from which he could neither jump out nor hide. How could he accept this?

Moreover, if Xin Yongzhi's words were true, the deaths of his parents, grandfather, and even great-grandmother were definitely suspicious. Maybe the master ordered them to be killed in order to control him. Now his life and death were indeed firmly in the hands of the master.

If everything he guessed was true, haha, it would be ironic.

"What do you think? Of course it's revenge." Xing Ge is a member of the Xin family. He is decisive and does things without dragging his feet. Since the facts have proved that he is a descendant of the Xin family, he will abandon the past. He will be a member of the Xin family from now on, and he and Wen Renyu will never reconcile.

"Really?" Xuanyuan Lang stared into his eyes and asked.

"Absolutely true," Singer said these four words with great force.

"Good, good, good, you are worthy of being a son of the Xin family. Great nephew, I am your uncle. And he is your nephew Changxing. There are also your uncle Yifan and brother Bingsheng in the clan. I will introduce you to each other when we meet later."

"Uncle," Singh called Xin Yongzhi respectfully.

"Uncle Ge, I'm Changxing," Xin Changxing also took the lead in calling Xingge.

"Oh, I didn't expect that I'm an uncle. This feeling... is not bad." Singh got over the psychological barrier and accepted it quickly. He changed his role immediately. He is now a member of the Xin family.

"When my mother and I were separated, I was not as old as you. At that time, I didn't know that I actually had a younger brother... Alas! What a twist of fate! Nephew, I know that you are under a restriction imposed by your enemies. Don't worry, I beg the ancestor to think of a way for you. Come, let me introduce them to you. This is the master of my Xin family and several masters of the Xuanyuan family," Xin Yongzhi introduced Xing Ge one by one.

Xingge felt awkward for a moment, then he greeted everyone one by one with a very respectful attitude. No matter what, since he acknowledged his identity as a member of the Xin family, he had to be respectful and polite, just like the old man's family, and respect the host family.