Chapter 1094 Perfect Container

Wu paused for a moment when she heard Ye Wanxi's question, then chuckled softly as if she had found her voice again.

His laughter was not pleasant; it sounded like a broken blower, hoarse and grating, which, combined with the low whistling of the cold night wind, was quite eerie.

The sound undoubtedly reminded the sleeping child of unpleasant memories, and Wu's low laughter caused his arm to tremble slightly, making the child sleep restlessly.

Her brows were furrowed, and her little face was scrunched up, but she was too tired to wake up and remained trapped in the nightmare.

"Why? Why..." Wu murmured as Ye Wanxi asked, his face twisting more and more, his eyes fixed on Ye Wanxi as if they were poisoned.

"Of course it's because... I'm jealous of you."

"Jealous of me?" Ye Wanxi was stunned. She had considered countless possibilities, but she never expected it to be this reason.

"What are you jealous of?" Regardless of her past life or this one, Ye Wanxi was absolutely certain that she and Wu had never crossed paths before Wu attacked her.

This jealousy seemed utterly inexplicable to her.

Ye Wanxi's attitude indirectly angered the person opposite her. What could be more infuriating than something that you care about, resent, or even suffer from, but is insignificant in the eyes of the person involved?

The more Ye Wanxi acted this way, the angrier Wu became. Dense Yin energy and malevolent energy gathered around him, condensing into two giant, menacing claws, cold and dangerous.

The sleeping child seemed to sense the danger and stirred restlessly, but was too weak to do anything about it and could only passively submit to being slaughtered.

"You ask me what I'm jealous of? You ask me what I'm jealous of?" Wu repeated twice, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"If it weren't for you, how could I have become like this? Why do I need you after having me? Why are you born with things that I can't get no matter how hard I try? There are always so many unfair things in this world. Some people can easily get what others dream of without any effort, while others, no matter how hard they try, will still have what they want taken away in the end."

Ye Wanxi narrowed her eyes, discerning a key point from Wu's rambling, enigmatic complaints: "Take away? What did I take away from you?"

"You took everything from me!" Wu's expression suddenly turned sinister.

Do you know why I exist?

Ye Wanxi frowned but didn't reply, and Wu seemed to need no response from her at this moment.

“I was originally a stillborn baby who died shortly after birth. I was all black and my features were not visible. Everyone who saw me was afraid of me and disgusted with me. My parents and relatives took me to the mountain overnight and buried me somewhere. It was my father who dug me out of the grave and gave me a second life.”

As Wu spoke, he subconsciously touched his chest, where his heart was located. It was the only warm, vibrant thing in his body that gave him clear proof that he was still alive in this world.

Within this heart lies a drop of Wu Yequan's heart's blood, and it is this drop of heart's blood that allowed Wu to be resurrected and live in this world for so long.

From the moment he became conscious, Wu Yequan was his everything, and everything he did revolved around her.

Wu Yequan kept him in a place where he could not see anyone; the only person he could see was Wu Yequan.

Wu Yequan saved his life, raised him, taught him to read, write, and learn magic.

He was like a toddler learning to walk, needing the other's guidance and support for every step. He depended on him and trusted him.

In his heart, Wu Yequan was his only relative and his faith.

Although he couldn't see anyone else, Wu had long since realized that he was different from ordinary people. He didn't have flesh and blood like Wu Yequan, nor did he have a beating pulse. He didn't even need to breathe unless necessary.

Wu Yequan told him that it was nothing, that there were countless extraordinary people in the world, and that it was impossible for everyone to be the same.

Wu knew he was just lying to him, but he still chose to believe him, just as he had known long ago that although he and Wu Yequan looked more and more alike because of the blood of his heart, they were not biological father and son.

Wu Yequan kept him as a backup vessel that he could use at any time, knowing that one day he would be devoured by this man he regarded as his father and become a part of him.

But as long as Wu Yequan doesn't say anything, he can pretend he doesn't know. As long as he's willing to coax him, he's willing to believe, and even willingly sacrifice himself someday in the future.

But no one expected that Wu Yequan's painstaking planning would go awry at the last minute.

He... could not become Wu Yequan's vessel, or rather, he could not become Wu Yequan's best vessel.

Even if his heart contained a drop of Wu Yequan's heart's blood, which Wu Yequan had carefully nurtured like a pet for over a decade, it still couldn't become a cause and effect of being connected to Wu Yequan by blood.

The continuation of life is a wonder; even the gods cannot easily control the way of heaven, let alone a mere human being.

Wu Yequan only realized at the last moment that if he entered Wu's body, devoured his soul, and took over his body, he could indeed survive.

But despite his efforts over the past hundred years, the demonic cultivation he had accumulated through devouring was unable to be transferred to Wu.

This means that once he chooses to be resurrected through Wu's body, he can only become an ordinary person, an ordinary person who is like an ant in his eyes, at the mercy of others!

Wu Yequan has spent his life scheming and has long been accustomed to holding power, wealth, and even the life and death of others in his hands.

Now, how can the fish killer suddenly become that fish that could be killed at any moment?

Wu was thus abandoned; he could not become the vessel Wu Yequan desired, and his very existence was denied. Instead, he was replaced by…

Wu suddenly looked up and stared intently at Ye Wanxi, the edges of his dark eyes gradually turning crimson.

"Do you understand the feeling of working hard for more than ten years, only to have it all negated in an instant? It's like a perfectly good mirror being smashed to pieces on the ground, turning into a joke that can be replaced and discarded at any time. And you, you didn't have to do anything, just because you have the same blood as my father, you easily replaced me and got what I've always dreamed of. Why... why?"

Wu's words were like a bomb exploding in Ye Wanxi's ears, leaving her mind blank and her pupils involuntarily contracting slightly.

My heart was pounding uncontrollably. My vague guesses were being confirmed step by step, and the truth hidden behind the surface was being revealed little by little.

(End of this chapter)