CHAPTER 1695: CHAPTER 1695: TAKING A MASTER (3)

After learning about such a significant incident at home, Wang Baozhu rushed back but found everything lost. Nonetheless, the girl had a big heart and showed no distress; instead, she turned around to return home. Being a married woman with a husband and a son, her family’s situation no longer mattered to her. She also started to calm down and began living a steady life.

That Ma Gouzi genuinely adored Wang Baozhu; even if she had caused him discomfort before, he felt delighted when she sincerely wanted to live a good life.

The days ahead went quite well, although that’s a story for another time.

Right now, although some are dead and others missing, the matter still requires handling. With Zheng Kuan and his daughter deceased, there’s nothing to contest, but Wang Sheng’s family was expelled from the village.

Just as these issues were dealt with, news came from the County Governor’s Office, reporting that Mei Xiang and the Zong Family had been poisoned in jail.

Yang Ruxin hurried over and found that the poison was ordinary crimson, placed into their food. Her mood worsened significantly. She had initially hoped to use these two women to lure out the new Saintess, but now the lead was severed again.

Fang Dehua appeared slightly embarrassed because it was so easy for someone to poison in his jail. It seemed someone was bribed, so he began focusing on reforming the County Governor’s Office.

Of course, Yang Ruxin was unaware of this, as it was the day of the apprenticeship ceremony.

The ceremony wasn’t particularly grand and was not publicly announced; it merely required a witness. Yuan Mengzhu brought her son along.

Yu Qingge was the most excited. Until Yang Ruxin nodded, she didn’t feel at ease, but after the formal apprenticeship, it was truly settled. It signified she could finally abandon learning those things she couldn’t grasp and indulge in idle living.

Regarding Tang Qian’s revenge, honestly speaking, she wasn’t truly Yu Keke; she hadn’t even inherited this body’s previous memories. So she couldn’t empathize, but Tang Wanqian treated her well. Having taken over someone else’s body, she naturally accepted him as a grandfather, allowing him to enjoy his later years, but beyond that, nothing else.

Yang Ruxin knelt on the prayer mat, as Tang Wanqian personally extracted the "Mother of Ten Thousand Insects" from Yu Qingge’s body and attempted to implant it into Yang Ruxin’s palm.

Traditionally, it’s male left, female right, meaning the insect should be implanted in the right palm. However, she had a blood mole there—her spatial realm—and she would not allow the old man to damage it. What if it obliterated her space?

"You’re a woman; how can you plant it in the left hand?" Tang Wanqian huffed impatiently. "Male left, female right—it’s what our ancestors left us..." Seeing Yang Ruxin’s resolute stance, he had no choice but to compromise and implant the Mother of Ten Thousand Insects into her wrist.

Yang Ruxin finally saw the true form of the "Mother of Ten Thousand Insects," surprisingly curled up to the size of a soybean, a nearly transparent white entity. As Tang Wanqian pressed it onto the cut in her wrist, it miraculously unfolded, then flowed inside along the blood, forming a faint, subtle line. At first glance, it looked like a silk thread wrapped around her wrist.