Chapter 160 Extra: Pei Yichen

"Thank you, Aunt Liu."

Aunt Liu's sharp eyes caught the crisscross pattern of whip marks beneath the young master's sleeves, and her heart clenched. "What a sin! That's only a small one." But as a servant of the Pei family, she could only remain silent.

With his slightly longer sleeves covering his overly thin wrists, Pei Yichen took the spiritual food from Aunt Liu and smiled faintly, "I'm fine. Thank you, Aunt Liu."

He especially cherished the little kindness he could get from the Pei family, even if it was just a bit of pity for the former pride of the world who had fallen into the dust today.

The wounds he sustained were deliberately inflicted by his own clan members under the guise of a sparring match. While not fatal, they were enough to cause him immense suffering, leaving even the elders speechless. A child without talent and disfavored by the patriarch had no place in a family of immortal cultivators.

Pei Yichen closed the door and his emotions returned to a calm state. The dark room was like a monster ready to devour anyone. Pei Yichen put the food box aside and knelt quietly on the floor, staring at the thin moonlight coming in from the window.

"I've made up my mind, Master."

"If you really plan to borrow the power of the Pei family, it will be easier than living in the open air outside." The objects in the room moved without wind. Under the moonlight, the residual soul turned into the figure of an old man, lowering his head to ask the figure of the fifteen-year-old boy.

He has not yet grown up, but his back is straight, and even young pine and cypress have the courage to not fear the cold and snow.

"Teacher, I feel disgusting here." Pei Yichen's voice was soft, but his eyes were firm.

The old man sighed, but the breath was so light that it dissipated silently in the darkness before it reached the young man's ears.

"Since you've made up your mind, let's go. Leaving the Pei family won't be easy."

Pei Yichen shook his head slightly and said firmly: "No, teacher. No one will care about me."

Even Aunt Liu was the same. Pei Yichen had long since calmly realized this. After all, Aunt Liu had her own children. Perhaps she would worry about him in the days before he left, but this worry, lighter than paper, was easily washed away by the burden of the family.

Hearing that Aunt Liu's youngest daughter had a rare talent of average to below average - most ordinary people could only dream of below average - he left a few high-quality spirit stones for her in the room where Aunt Liu lived. They were saved by him, as a way of repaying his kindness.

He didn't want to have anything to do with anyone in the Pei family anymore. Whether it was gratitude or hatred, they were now far apart and would have nothing to do with each other anymore.

Just as Pei Yichen expected, his departure did not cause the slightest ripple; even his biological father only acknowledged the news with a faint word.

Pei Yichen stared gloomily at the newspaper he had just bought. He suddenly realized that he had overestimated the father's character and feelings. He angrily tore the newspaper into pieces and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay! Okay! It's all my fault, right? I will make the Pei and Lin families pay the price!"

Pei Yichen was so furious that he was about to explode because of a bunch of blind old bastards who pushed everything onto his head.

In the ancient ring, Old Du stroked his white beard with a smile. I still like this lively young look more. He is only fifteen years old and still so young. Why is he so lifeless?

"Teacher, let's go to the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range now. I need to practice now!"

Pei Yichen was furious, and his motivation to strive for progress increased a hundredfold in an instant. He set out on the road of training with great momentum.

"Teacher, are you sure Zi Lingyan is here?"

The journey of cultivation was arduous. Pei Yichen struggled to climb to the top of the cliff, only to find himself in a chasm. A single misstep would have shattered him to pieces. Upon reaching the summit, staring at the empty mountaintop, the master and disciple fell into a deep silence.

After a while, Master Du struggled to defend himself: "Thousands of years have passed, and the world has changed dramatically. It is understandable that I have misremembered the location."

Pei Yichen opened his mouth, then held it back. His upbringing, instilled in him a deep respect for his teachers, wouldn't allow him to do so. He finally lay on the mountaintop, panting, gazing up at the cloudless sky. The howling wind from the summit brushed against his cheeks, a mixture of pain and pleasure. The wind carried everything away, and he thought nothing of anything but his gaze.

One day, he will stand on the top of the mountain by himself. By then, will that cruel woman regret it?

He closed his eyes tightly, disgusted with himself for always harboring fantasies. He sneered at the child who liked to hide in the closet. "If even your parents don't love you, who else can you expect to love you? Remember this: from now on, he is Pei Yichen, not the Pei of the Pei family, but Pei Yichen's Pei!"

After only allowing himself to slack off for a few seconds, Pei Yichen suppressed all his emotions, jumped up, and said to Mr. Du, "Teacher, let's continue!"

Old Du quietly pulled at his white beard, worried about his foolish apprentice. One can't be stretched like a rope forever, or it will break. But he could never find the right moment to speak. This child was stubborn, and he just couldn't express what he understood.

During the few seconds of life and death when Pei Yichen absorbed the purple spiritual flame, Old Du was worried for him. He had wanted to persuade his apprentice to give up countless times before. After all, he only had such a silly apprentice. There were so many ways to reach the top, why choose the most difficult and painful one? As an elder, one always feels sorry for the child.

But one's own path is one's own, and no one can make decisions for others. Pei Yichen was determined to bite and fight, and Du Lao was helpless. He watched for a long time, and finally heard the bloody man move, first laughing hoarsely, and then laughing wildly.

Old Du was delighted. He knew that once he passed this hurdle, his young eagle would mature and soar into the sky. But his joy was short-lived, and he began to worry again. This impulsive temper was not good, and he would fall hard in the future. As the saying goes, raising a son for a hundred years is always a worry for ninety-nine.

But even Mr. Du did not expect that the fall would be so big, and he was half the source of it. Fate always likes to tease those who suffer.

After three years of practicing outside, Master Du told Pei Yichen that he needed more systematic learning. After all, Master Du's era was too far away from this world. So he came to Huaqing and met a person.

The first time Pei Yichen met her, she had snatched the spiritual plant he had finally found, leaving him speechless. The second time Pei Yichen met her, he had hoped to avenge his previous humiliation, but instead, he only added insult to injury. She always liked to laugh at him. What was so funny? If she hadn't attacked him, how could he have...

The more Pei Yichen thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt deep down that he and this Miao woman were incompatible. Every time he met her, he always suffered a loss. Moreover, she said she was from Miao... In short, Pei Yichen didn't like Miao, and even less so, Miao women.

They kept running into each other by chance, and Pei Yichen couldn't get rid of her. He had reason to suspect that this woman was following him, and Old Du also stood on her side. Although Old Du didn't say it directly, he always made excuses that he didn't notice anything. It was okay once or twice, but after too many times, Pei Yichen realized that something was wrong.

We met again.

Someone poked him in the back quietly. Pei Yichen waited a few seconds to express his dissatisfaction, then slowly turned around and asked indifferently, "What's wrong?"

Wu Lingnan seemed oblivious to his coldness. She smiled broadly, with several butterfly hairpins pinned to her hair, each one looking vivid and ready to take flight. She propped up half her face and asked, "Hey, Pei Yichen, can you lend me your notes? There are a few things I don't understand."

He looked like a cool guy, but he quickly handed her the notes and asked with a stern face, "What don't you understand?"

Wu Lingnan looked at him while shaking her pen, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter, which made Pei Yichen wonder if there was some dirt on his face. He was a little anxious and wanted to take something out to take a look, but he was unwilling to turn his head first.

"Here, here, and here!"

Wu Lingnan tapped several spots with her pen, and Pei Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief. His brows softened subconsciously, and his voice was clear and pleasant: "The difference between high-level magic arrays and low-level magic arrays is that high-level magic arrays..."

Wu Lingnan nodded seriously, and after listening to him finish, she praised loudly: "Pei Yichen, you are amazing. I didn't quite understand what you said just now, but now that you explain it, it's much clearer. So that's how it is!"

Pei Yichen maintained his expression very well, without even changing his expression at all. However, Mr. Du, who knew him well, knew that the boy was very happy.

"Oh, it's because you just went to bed. I wonder what you did if you didn't sleep at night."

"Xiang Gucheng!" Wu Lingnan turned his head and warned him with a ferocious expression, and stepped hard on the back of his foot under the table. However, Xiang Gucheng was holding back and there was no sign of any clue on his face.

The moment Wu Lingnan turned her head, Pei Yichen and Xiang Gucheng's eyes met. The former looked away first. Pei Yichen was not a fool. Of course, he could feel the other party's subtle hostility towards him. Coincidentally, he didn't like this guy very much.

Based on what he'd heard about the corpse-driving and ghost-controlling techniques of Xiangxi, Xiang Gucheng was definitely not a good person. Only Wu Lingnan would think those rumors were groundless. From what he knew, Miaojiang had indeed become more restrained in recent years, but the situation in Xiangxi was much more difficult to say.

But both sides, mindful of Wu Lingnan's presence, ultimately remained steadfast, forbearing each other. If the events that followed hadn't occurred, perhaps with the passage of time, they might have truly become good friends. In a sense, these two had a lot in common.

Time flies by like running water, and the three-year agreement has come to an end.

The moment he defeated Lin Yuqing, Pei Yichen felt a sense of relief and joy, as if the shackles that had bound him for years had been broken. From then on, the Pei family was a thing of the past, and his future would no longer bear the mark of the Pei family!

He had expected Daotian Sect's actions, but he hadn't expected Wu Lingnan to actually call her over. He had already suspected this, but he had been wishful thinking that as long as he kept the secret hidden, they could continue to get along as friends.

Along the way, he wanted to ask the woman who gave birth to him several times why she came. Was it because of Wu Lingnan's request, or because...

He didn't ask out loud, even though it would humiliate him. He had known since childhood that his birth was not welcomed by his mother. It was really funny, because the man would occasionally lose control of his emotions and ask him, "Why can't you leave your mother behind?"

After questioning him, he twisted his expression as if he was nauseous and refused to look at his son again. He was so ugly that even the man himself was disgusted. He clearly hated her deception, but he couldn't stop loving her. Like a pitiful worm, his father.

Because the moment Pei Yichen saw his mother, he realized that the only one who had been immersed in this love drama from beginning to end was his father. He almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He is so despicable. Look, what he can't get, his father can't get either. From this point of view, they are really a pair of biological father and son.

The wind blew his temples and he suddenly calmed down.

With the warmth of another person beside him, Pei Yichen quietly clasped her hand.

He was still a little luckier than his father because he had a sister who looked neither like their father nor their mother. She was innocent and lively, and she looked very well protected.

But in fact, he only needs this little bit of love, which is enough to hold up a small umbrella for himself on a stormy night. His father is unwilling to give him even this little bit of love, but it doesn't matter, he has a new family.

But what you gain will always be lost.

Perhaps being born under a star of misfortune is both a blessing and a curse for him.

Pei Yichen couldn't remember clearly. This memory was always a chaotic tangle, and every time he peeled it open, it would prick him and bleed. He was a coward, he didn't dare to recall it, because he was afraid that if he did, he would collapse completely. This wouldn't work. He still hadn't waited for the person he wanted to wait for.

He was like a child who had done something wrong, or a stray dog ​​who had lost his home, standing there with his ears lowered, waiting for judgment alone.

The person he should call mother didn't scold him, he didn't quite understand. Mother put her hand on his shoulder for the first time. He was already taller than her, and he smelled the familiar fragrance, it was from his mother's arms after many years.

"You're so old, but you're still a child. I really regret giving you to him to raise. He's even worse at raising a child than I am. Listen to me," the mother's gentle voice rang in her ears, "Pei Yichen, this isn't your fault. No one will blame you."

"Well, except for my mentally ill apprentice, don't let him do that all the time. Beat him to death and he'll come to his senses. Really, your sister was wrong as a child, but it wasn't her fault. How did you get raised like this?"

Pei Yichen remained silent. He disagreed and felt it was his fault.

He succeeded in making his mother so angry that she wanted to whip him, but fortunately she was stopped by Mr. Du.

So he didn't dare to see her.

"Brother! Can you please look into my eyes?"

Tang Lingnan was so angry that she wanted to whip someone. How could she not know that her brother was such a difficult person?

"Forget it, I'll talk to you about this later. Now, come with me to save people!"

"Oh." Pei Yichen followed his sister obediently. His hair was pulled hard by the disappointed Golden Butterfly. He glanced at his sister in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

Great, she's still alive, that's enough.

【Author’s words】

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