Inside a large carriage.
The petite lady and the scrawny man looked like they were sitting comfortably.
However, the hands of the girl were a little messy as they trembled from time to time.
"What's wrong?"
The scrawny man asked.
The petite girl did not speak, but the scrawny man knew what she was thinking.
The young master and Feyfey had a childhood together.
She is probably feeling heavy about what they've done to him at some point.
'Sigh, sorry but we have to do it.'
"The young master consumed all those swamp fruits. I'm sure that he is already a pile of flesh inside the stomach of those beasts. He is dead for sure."
Feyfey nodded a little.
In which the scrawny man understood. No matter what past they have, there's no turning back.
"Why don't we just kill him, then?"
She innocently asked but deep down she didn't know if she wanted to see the young master's death.
Especially if it is caused by her.
The scrawny man did not look at her, hesitating if he should open his mouth about it.
Eventually, he said it.
"The leader had a treasure that can find a culprit if one of his people was wronged by someone."
"His leadership was so great that he could avoid anyone who had an influential background."
"However, with all the riches we accumulated, we wanted to become a proper citizen under a sect."
This time, he turned his head to Feyfey and casually opened his mouth.
"It's you who, our hope. We plan to have a leisurely life where we could live without being forced to commit crimes."
"To escape the grasp of his father, we must use him to lower his guard and we will strike. If we fail, then we fail, but as long as you are accepted by the sect, you can avenge us."
"However, we don't want to burden you on your path of cultivation so you can take vengeance for us or not."
"We won't force or blame you. As long as you can escape from both father and son's grasp, we will be happy if you make it."
"Because it only means that we escaped successfully."
"When we discovered that you have a natural spiritual root and not a fake one like a young master, we realized you are our hope, a symbol, and our chance..."
"So if we fail, dying in the leader's hand is not a bad outcome. After all, we committed a lot of atrocious acts in the past, anyway."
Feyfey's eyes dropped as his lips became dry of worry.
She understood what they were implying, to those who just wanted to leave the bandit group were hard.
Leaving the young master to his death was their last hope of making the leader lose his guard, as he was fond of his only child.
"But what if he makes it out alive? Maybe there was hidden or the young master is making it up to hide his cultivation?"
Feyfey noticed that the young master had changed.
Not only her, but the others as well.
That's why they left as soon as they fed the fruits, since the young master wouldn't know how these fruits would attract that beast and its children to this mountain.
"Impossible. That beast is in a mid-foundation establishment if we would rank him as a cultivator. A useless and crippled young master had no match for it."
The scrawny man adamantly retorted back.
"Don't be too paranoid. Let me and the others take care of him and just focus on your path of immortal cultivation."
Suddenly, he touched the sword hilt on his waist and sheaths his blade.
"If he ever made it out alive, I will kill him with my own hands with this immortal treasure that I have gotten from the distant past!"
The scrawny man remembered when his parents were alive and then his mind went adrift to the distant past.
"This is a gift from an immortal sword that the immortal gifted to us."
"He said that he ain't got nothing and he couldn't go back without leaving something for our help. Keep it till you grow up."
A woman in her thirties gave a sheath with a sword to her son.
Her gentle smile would melt into anyone's heart, especially the little boy in front of her.
The little boy happily received it.
"Are immortals real?"
He asked with an innocent look on his little face.
"Yes, and they are far away in the clouds. Riding flying swords like this one and taming magnificent beasts that can only ever be seen in our dreams."
A man came out of the kitchen with a smile on his face.
"Mother... Father..."
The scrawny man whispered with grief in his eyes.
He gripped tightly to the immortal sword in his hands with shame and a disheartened heart.
He is ashamed that, until now, he couldn't form a spiritual connection to this immortal sword, as he couldn't even reach the third stage of the Qi gathering.
'I failed you mother and father... I failed to enter a sect. And then when I'm back outside, my life turned astray as I became a bandit in this world to live.'
'I harmed a lot of innocents just so I could survive and sacrificed many people to keep my life. I am sorry.'
Feyfey noticed her uncle was staring blankly. She knew what he was feeling, so she hugged him, which made his uncle surprised.
Feyfey looked up at him with his tearful eyes.
"Don't worry, Uncle. I promise that I'll become immortal and I will cleanse and take sin away. So in the next life, if you ever loved. You won't experience hell again like this one."
The scrawny man was touched by these words from her niece. He shook his head and smiled back.
"You don't have to. As long as you remain pure and not tainted by us adults, I would be happy even without an afterlife."
'Silly, child. You don't know how many sins I committed. I hope you'll make it. If you made it, I, your mother, and your father in the afterlife would be happy for you.'
All of a sudden, as the uncle and niece are having a moment, the cry of horses resounded.
Neigh!!
Bang!
The two were startled.
The scrawny man felt a foreboding moment in his life.
"Don't come out."
He said as he hurriedly stood up. He swiftly came out and stepped outside while Feyfey did as she was told to.
"What is it? What is happening!!??"
The scrawny man shouted who noticed everyone was in a panic like they saw a beast!
Tigidig! Tigidig! Tigidig!
A horse galloped in their direction, and a panicked member of their team was crying like he was being chased by a monster.
"Sir! You need to come out! He is here! Young master is here!"