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Fang Yuan closed his eyes, a tear sliding down the corner of his eye.

He's already forgotten even the most important person in his life...

"Kill me..."

"Senior..." Jiang Bai wanted to say something.

Maybe there's still hope?

Kill me!

Fang Yuan, however, had no desire to live anymore.

He died long ago, on the day he forgot his past.

Now, 500 years later, with the Emperor present, Liyue is surely well.

He had nothing else on his mind.

Chongyun felt a pang of reluctance.

If it were just an unconscious monster, he could still just treat it as a monster.

But knowing that this senior still had some consciousness left, how could he bring himself to do it?

"I'll do it."

Hu Tao waved her hand, signaling them to step back a few paces, and then solemnly bowed to Fang Yuan.

This is an expression of respect for the martyrs, and a tribute to the deceased.

"Senior, may you rest in peace!"

The blazing flames burned fiercely, and the black body transformed into beautiful starlight in the firelight.

Hu Tao took out a suona and played a farewell tune.

As the music played, these starlight points drifted away on the wind, scattering across Liyue Harbor, across ancient courtyards, and across meticulously restored graves.

Jiang Bai looked down at the Eye of God in his hand. The Eye of God had completely lost its brilliance, leaving only a dim shell.

He felt a heavy weight in his heart, and all his emotions ultimately turned into a sigh.

"let's go."

There's no need to stay here any longer. Let's see when we receive news from Xingqiu so we can send these gifts back.

Although these relics are very valuable, Jiang Bai has no intention of embezzling them.

The relics of martyrs should be left to their descendants.

Chongyun glanced back; all that remained were the traces of the battle, no longer a speck of filth.

He sheathed his sword and strode outside.

Once back on the surface, none of the three were in high spirits.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Seeing them return looking sullen, Yidou was very puzzled.

What exactly happened underwater? Why do all three of them look so unhappy?

"I saw an ancestor... Alas, another sad story..."

"Senior? There are still people underwater? No way?"

"He has been dead for many years..."

Jiang Bai shook his head and didn't say anything more.

Fang Yuan had already died the moment the seal was completed.

All that remains is obsession.

A lingering obsession with not letting oneself become a monster.

Seeing that they were all in a bad mood, Ichidou didn't ask any more questions.

Should we go back to Liyue Harbor?

"It's getting late, let's go back."

Hu Tao didn't plan to stay out overnight. She was worried about that senior and wanted to find his information to complete the missing records and send back the belongings she could.

Back in Liyue Harbor, Hu Tao also received a message from Xing Qiu.

It turns out that this senior was no ordinary person, but the 53rd generation leader of the Guhua Sect.

He led the people to stop the demonic tide back then, but his remains have never been found.

Before leaving, he made a point of passing on the position of sect leader.

Although the Ancient Hua Sect is now just an obscure little sect, it has survived for thousands of years in Liyue and has produced many amazing talents.

This senior, Fang Yuan, is one of them.

He was a born swordsman.

He joined the Guhua School as a teenager and mastered the Guhua sword technique in less than a year. Later, he developed the Guhua sword technique to its extreme.

Unfortunately, later generations were dull-witted and their research on the Guhua School of martial arts gradually went astray, leading to the decline of the Guhua School.

It wasn't until Xingqiu arrived that the Guhua Sword Technique was able to unleash its true power.

The group sat in Xingqiu's living room, listening to him tell the story of this senior, Fang Yuan.

Jiang Bai and the others then recounted what had happened underwater.

"So that's how it is..." Ichito finally understood after learning the whole story.

No wonder they all looked sullen when they came out; even he felt uncomfortable hearing such a story.

"So this is the kind of person this senior is..." Hisaki Shinobu was also very impressed.

It is because of these heroes that their descendants are able to live peacefully in a safe world.

Chapter 643 Visiting the Ancient Hua Sect

Hu Tao spoke up: "The General Affairs Department has records of all the participants from that year. Now that we have found Fang Yuan, who was 'missing,' it's time to fill in the gaps."

Xingqiu nodded. "Yes. The General Affairs Department's documents should also have Fangyuan's address recorded."

Information about people from 500 years ago is not easy to obtain. The reason we were able to find out about them so quickly is because of the Guhua Sect's involvement with this keyword. Otherwise, in the vast sea of ​​people, who knows how many people would share the same name when searching for a name.

Finding the address of someone from 500 years ago and the situation of their descendants is even more difficult.

"Let's rest for the night. Tomorrow we'll go to the General Affairs Department and then try to find the descendants of Senior Fangyuan."

The next morning, the large group arrived at the General Affairs Department, quickly attracting Ye Lan's attention.

After learning about the situation, Yelan retrieved for them a list of people who participated in resisting the disaster 500 years ago.

These lists were not classified documents, and the group easily found Fang Yuan's name on them.

"Ye Lan, can you find this descendant of Senior Fang Yuan?"

Five hundred years have passed, and Senior Fang Yuan only has one daughter. Now, it is unknown whether her bloodline has been passed down, or to which generation.

Hu Tao looked at Ye Lan; for this kind of intelligence problem, asking Ye Lan was undoubtedly the fastest way.

"Okay, I'll have my men look for it and get back to you by noon."

After learning about Fang Yuan's deeds, Ye Lan naturally gave her full support for his busy work.

Just as Ye Lan said, she quickly provided everyone with detailed information.

Fang Yuan's daughter did not get married back then, but instead found a husband to marry into her family.

Although her parents had passed away and she was all alone at home, she had the care of her uncles and her father's former friends, and she was personally taught by Fang Yuan from a young age, so she learned excellent swordsmanship.

As descendants of martyrs, they were treated well by the General Affairs Department. Even when alone, no one dared to bully them, and they even achieved considerable success through their courage and resourcefulness.

After she got married, she had a son and a daughter, one surnamed Fang and the other taking her husband's surname.

He died after the age of fifty, and had not suffered much in his life.

The only regret is that the whereabouts of the father have never been found, and even his remains have never been found. Only a cenotaph has been built.

The Fang family is now considered a rather wealthy and established family. The old house is still in the same location, but it has been greatly expanded.

Upon hearing that someone had found their ancestor's belongings, the family members were deeply moved.

For so many years they thought they would never hear from their ancestors again, but the news came so suddenly.

Hu Tao recounted their encounter with Fang Yuan in detail.

He took out Fang Yuan's last writings, jade pendant, stone flower, and sundial.

They planned to take the sword manual and the broken sword back to the Ancient Hua Sect.

Looking at his ancestor's last words, the elderly Mr. Fang, whose hair was already turning gray, burst into tears.

But he stood tall and proud, feeling proud and honored to have such an ancestor.

He carefully wiped the belongings clean with his sleeve and put them away.

"We'd like to go and pay our respects, is that convenient?"

"No problem, please follow me." Master Fang wiped away his tears and led them to the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall enshrines many memorial tablets, with the one at the very top being that of Fang Yuan.

Mr. Fang lit an incense stick and placed the stone flower, which was originally intended as a birthday gift but had never been delivered, in front of his great-grandmother's memorial tablet.

This stone flower, delivered many years after my death, has finally arrived.

Each of them lit an incense stick and then followed Master Fang to the cemetery.

There weren't many graves in the cemetery, and the group of people offered incense in turn.

Before leaving, Mr. Fang gave the group a large sum of money.

He knew, of course, that those relics had become sacred relics, and sacred relics were extremely precious.

They could have chosen not to send it, but they did anyway, so he couldn't help but show his appreciation.

This amount of Mora wasn't enough to cover the value of those relics, but it was a token of his appreciation.

Jiang Bai and Hu Tao didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the gifts directly.

Chongyun, on the other hand, seemed a little embarrassed.

He is a thin-skinned person with strong principles.

Even when exorcising evil spirits, they only accept the money that is due.

Jiang Bai didn't give him a chance to refuse, and directly accepted it for him and stuffed it into his pocket.

We're not here to exorcise evil spirits; this is a thank-you gift from Master Fang, you understand?

These are not the same concept.

Chongyun eventually accepted it; there was no way around it, Mora was already in his pocket.

Xingqiu led the group on their way to the Ancient Hua Sect.

"You haven't been to our Guhua Sect before, have you? This is a good opportunity to take you to see our Guhua Sect."

“I had a friend who worked at the Guhuapai.”

Jiang Bai remembered someone; he had found the summit of Jueyun Pass thanks to the information provided by that person.

"That's perfect, you can go see your friends. But don't get your hopes up too high, the Guhua Sect is just a declining little sect now."

Where is it? Is it far?

I feel that Liyue is much older than Inazuma.

They spent the last two months exploring the main islands of Inazuma. It's obviously unrealistic for me to spend two months exploring Liyue as well.

Tianheng Mountain alone is huge.

"Not far, not far, it's on a mountain north of Tianheng Mountain."

"Why build it on a mountain?" Ichidou asked innocently.

"We need to maintain an air of mystery, and land prices in Liyue Harbor are so high! Small sects like the Ancient Flower Sect can't afford land to build dojos."