Chapter 60: The Seeds of Hatred

Still, considering that the guard's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Marrow Cleansing stage, that young master’s cultivation... should not be low either.

After all, those who have perfected the Marrow Cleansing stage are nothing like those at the beginning stage, whom you might randomly encounter among a crowd of several hundred. The difference between the two is vast.

If it weren’t for her master raising her up to this stage with pills, she might never have reached it in her lifetime.

Master Bai once said that with cultivation at the peak of Marrow Cleansing, one could already be counted among the first tier of disciples in the sect.

Ji Tianxin shook her head. “I don’t know.”

She had only thought of it suddenly, and she was not interested in his cultivation at all. She cared only for his craftsmanship.

Northern Courtyard.

Ji Yucheng glared fiercely at the guards at the gate. “Move aside! Let me out!”

“Second Miss, please go back. The general has given orders that you are to rest well in your courtyard for the next while. You are not to go anywhere,” the guard replied with difficulty.

Ji Yucheng was so angry she laughed in spite of herself, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “What? Now that the little monster is back, is she the only young lady left in this residence? Am I now less than a servant? My mother’s seventh day of mourning hasn’t even passed, and yet I am confined to my courtyard, dressed in mourning garments. My mother was the general’s wife! Do you really not know how she died?!”

A stroke, they say! Ji Yucheng didn’t believe it for a second. Did they think they could fool her just because she was young?

How could someone perfectly healthy just die of a stroke?

It must have something to do with that little monster!

“Let me out! I want to see my brother!” Ji Yucheng tried to rush out; she was nearly driven mad by these days of confinement.

But as soon as she charged forward, she was stopped and forced back.

“Second Miss, please don’t make things difficult for us,” the guards said coldly.

She had never been treated like this before in her life.

But ever since she woke up, everything had changed. Everything was different.

She was injured, her mother was dead, old Zhang was dead, and now she herself was confined to her own courtyard.

It was as if, overnight, her entire world had been upended.

And it was all because that little monster had returned to the general’s manor!

She refused to believe her mother died of a stroke! It had to be that little monster who killed her!

Yet her father kept it from her, the whole manor kept it from her! No one would tell her the truth.

Why???

Had everyone been bewitched by that little monster?

Not only had the little monster entered the general’s manor, she had become the third young lady, the general’s own daughter!

Ji Yucheng collapsed to the ground, wailing, “Why! Why did it all turn out like this!”

The guards exchanged looks but said nothing, merely watching in silence.

When Ji Yucheng finished venting, her young face darkened with gloom.

She glared angrily toward the door, and in her heart, she swore a silent oath: Ji Tianxin... one day... one day I will kill you!

Hatred twisted through Ji Yucheng’s heart like a creeping vine, painting her eyes with a blood-red fury.

Ji Yuanruo was released from confinement two days later.

After gaining his freedom, Ji Yuanruo no longer sought out Ji Tianxin for trouble, but the young man’s demeanor had grown far colder and gloomier than before.

Even the servants now shied away from him.

The words Ji Tianxin had spoken seemed to have become a curse that bound him, making him ever more withdrawn, ever more unsure of what was right and what was wrong.

A young man’s understanding is often confused and lost; if he is not careful, he will only imprison himself, drawing his own cage.

And Ji Yuanruo seemed to have fallen into just such a predicament.