Of course, cultivation remained his top priority. He practiced Muscle and Marrow Cleansing and cultivated the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture on schedule every day.
One day, he was in his courtyard reading up on the Weapon Forging Skill when a sudden burst of wailing reached his ears. It was the sound of a woman and a child crying.
At first, he paid it no mind, but after a long while, the heartbroken crying still hadn't stopped. He had no choice but to push open his door and check on the situation.
The crying was coming from the courtyard opposite his. An older disciple who had started a family lived there; his child seemed to be about seven or eight years old.
The disciple's surname was Zhang, and he had spoken with Xu Yang a few times.
The family was now weeping inconsolably together, and many disciples who lived nearby had come out of their courtyards.
"Senior Brother Yang, what's going on?" Xu Yang asked his next-door neighbor, Yang Song, with curiosity.
