Chapter 562 Is She Really a Saint?

Chapter 562 Is She Really a Saint?

Jiang Qingyan stroked Rong's hair gently, tears streaming down her face.

"Child, you have grown up... you have grown taller... You must have suffered a lot in these years, right?"

When Rong heard her mother's words full of love, she raised her hand and wiped away the tears that were streaming down her face.

But the eye sockets were still red, and new tears were still welling up, filled with the longing and guilt of these years.

He bit his lower lip tightly until it turned white, as if this could suppress the bitterness and heartache in his heart.

After a while, he sniffed and said with a voice that was still crying but also with a bit of firmness and comfort:

"Mother, I'm sorry for making you worry. I've suffered a lot these years away from home. Maybe when I see you again, all the past will be gone like smoke."

Rong's gaze fell on Jiang Qingyan's weather-beaten face. He raised his hand and gently stroked the fine lines at the corners of their eyes, his fingertips trembling.

His heart was full of regret, and he hated himself for not being able to return earlier, to be with them, and to smooth out the wrinkles of time for his parents.

When Yu Wenlun heard this, his eyes turned red and he clasped Yu Rong's shoulders tightly with both hands.

His lips trembled slightly and he wanted to say something, but his throat was choked by sobs. He could only nod heavily and gaze at his son with eyes full of love and pride.

Jiang Qingyan's shoulders were already shaking from crying. She took Rong's hand and put it on her cheek, her tears soaking his palm.

"Silly child, I'm glad you're back safely. Don't mention those hardships anymore. As long as you are in front of me, the past difficulties will be like a passing cloud."

Jiang Qingyan stared at Yu Rong intently, as if she wanted to imprint every detail of him deeply into her mind.

I saw that Rong, who was originally short and thin, had grown tall and strong. His long legs and broad shoulders showed that he had gradually grown into a real man.

Looking up again, the eyebrows and eyes that were once full of childishness have now become mature and profound, and there is a firmness and confidence in the eyes.

Looking at the series of changes before her eyes, she felt mixed emotions.

Feelings of relief flooded my heart as I saw my child growing so well.

At the same time, a strong feeling of heartache also tightly wrapped around her heartstrings, making it difficult for her to control herself.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from my eyes and slid down my cheeks, one drop after another, like pearls that had broken off the string.

Seeing this, Yu Rong couldn't help but feel distressed.

He sniffed hard, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.

Finally, he managed to force a smile and comforted her, "Mother, please don't cry. Now that your child is back, he will always be by your side."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Qingyan choked and nodded repeatedly.

Yu Wenlun took a deep breath, trying his best to calm his excited mood, slowly stretched out his hands and gently pushed Yu Rong away.

Then he began to look carefully from head to toe at this son whom he had not seen for many years.

After a while, a relieved smile gradually appeared on Wenlun's face.

"Great! Great! He's really my good son." Yu Wenlun nodded repeatedly and praised.

"Looking at your determination now, I know that you must have gone through countless hardships and obstacles over the years. But even so, you still did not give up, but instead created a world of your own."

After saying that, his eyes swept over Rong's body again.

He stood as straight as a pine tree, with a calm and restrained temperament, and his every move revealed his demeanor.

The young and immature boy of the past has long disappeared, replaced by the young talent in front of him who is full of vigor and vitality.

Thinking of this, Wenlun was filled with emotion.

However, when he thought back to the days when he was separated from his son, the longing and concern suddenly turned into endless sadness and surged into his heart, making his eyes moist involuntarily.

At this moment, the people from the Dark Prisoner Valley who had been watching this scene silently could no longer suppress their joy and excitement and gathered around.

Their faces were all filled with bright smiles and their eyes were shining with ecstasy.

"Young Master, you are finally back! We knew you would succeed!" Elder Li said excitedly.

Tears glistened in his eyes, and all the wrinkles on his face seemed to be smoothed out at this moment.

"That's right, Young Master, you really did it. We are finally free." Elder Mu echoed.

Someone else responded loudly, his words filled with emotion and excitement.

"Yes, we are free. We are finally free..."

"The day we have been waiting for has finally arrived..."

"Master, thank you..."

There was a murmur among the crowd, filled with endless expectation and longing, and tears in their eyes.

At this moment, Yu Wenlun suddenly noticed that Su Chenyin and his group were slowly walking towards this side not far away.

He couldn't help but frown slightly, turned to Rong beside him and asked: "Rong'er, who are they?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Rong quickly reached out to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes.

Then he pointed in the direction of Su Chenyin and replied:

"Father, she is the true Saint of our Qianluo Palace - Su Chenyin. And the man standing next to the Saint is her Taoist partner Jun Yijue."

"As for the others, they are all my close friends. They are Lu Ziche, Lu Yanchen, Chu Moxiao, Su Yi, Yu Zhiyan, Leng Yue, and Mu Xin."

Yu Rong also introduced Lu Ziche, Lu Yanchen and others to Yu Wenlun and others one by one.

After hearing Yu Rong's introduction of Su Chenyin's identity, everyone in the Dark Prisoner Valley couldn't help but gasp.

They all cast their astonished gazes towards where Su Chenyin was, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity.

You know, to them, the saint is a supreme and extremely sacred existence like a god!

Yu Wenlun also looked at Su Chenyin in front of him with disbelief, his lips trembling slightly, and he lowered his voice and asked softly to Yu Rong beside him:

"Son...son, is she...is she really the legendary Saint of our Qianluo Palace?"

Rong nodded without hesitation and responded with a firm tone:

"Yes, father, she is the saint we have been searching for for so long."

"Just now, it was the Saint who removed the restriction mark of the Dark Prisoner Valley. Are there no restriction marks on your bodies now?" asked Yu Rong.

"Yes." Yu Wenlun nodded slightly. The restriction marks on the people in the Dark Prisoner Valley were indeed gone.

Rong smiled and continued, "Not only that, she was the one who solved the formation set up by Mu Chengyun. She was the one who saved everyone in our Dark Prisoner Valley!"

At this point, Yu Rong seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly took out a white ball from his storage ring.