Ye Xiu stayed at home until the day before the Mist Chant Martial Meeting began.
During these days, aside from eating and sleeping, he spent all his other time kneeling before the graves of his mother and maternal grandparents.
"Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, I intended to use Ling'er as bait to lure Qiao Beiming into a trap, but he was extremely cautious and didn't fall for it."
"However, the Ghost Doctor has already sent his people to secretly drop the antidote for the Poisonous Spiritual Energy at all the locations guarded by the Totem Organizations across the globe. Now, even if Qiao Beiming breaks the seal, the schemes of the three Judicator Families cannot succeed."
"Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, rest assured. After the Mist Chant Martial Meeting is over, I will head to the Eternal Kingdom. I will use the blood of the three Judicator Families to honor your heroic souls."
Having said this, Ye Xiu stood up, ready to head to the airport, when he suddenly received a call from You Ming.
