“After that, my father’s attitude toward me became worse and worse. He would beat me at the drop of a hat. Later, he drank every day. When he was drunk, he would call me a bastard and beat me with a stick.”
“He actually believed it. My mother is dead and can't refute anyone. But I believe my mother; she wasn't the kind of person they described. I believe my mother, so why doesn't my father?”
“He actually treated me like a bastard just because someone said a few words of provocation.”
Feng Chu clenched his fists. He didn't understand why his father believed others so easily.
Looking at Feng Chu's face, A Yao realized that he and his father did not resemble each other in appearance, but that did not prove that Feng Chu was not his biological son. She thought of herself; she did look like her mother, Xu Lianxin, and anyone could tell they were mother and daughter, but how did her mother treat her?
It's like I was adopted...
No, her biological mother treated Lu Xuening, whom she had adopted, with all her heart.
In her father's eyes, she was nothing more than a valuable tool, and in her mother's eyes, she was a wicked creature that she found repulsive. So, it is true that not all parents in the world love their children.
Feng Chu continued, "Once, he drank a lot of alcohol and beat me hard with a stick. I was afraid he would beat me to death, so I ran away. After I ran out of the village, I never went back."
He ran away from the village and wandered outside. By chance, he found a common cultivation manual that some cultivator had thrown away. Curious, he followed the instructions in the manual and actually reached the first level of Qi Refining.
Although Feng Chu's father, Feng Tiesheng, was illiterate, Feng Chu had been going to the private school since he was four years old. He had an amazing memory and had memorized a lot of words by eavesdropping.
The old scholar at the private school saw that he was handsome and cute, and when he teased him, he found that he was extremely intelligent, so he let him in to listen to his lessons. In his spare time, he would also teach him some other things. Feng Chu learned quickly, and the old scholar was extremely happy, praising Feng Chu to everyone he met.
But it was precisely because Feng Chu was smart and beautiful that he stood out even more, seemingly out of place in this ordinary little mountain village, which made Feng Tiesheng, who was illiterate, even more suspicious that he was the illegitimate child born from his deceased wife's affair.
Feng Chu stroked his cheek with one hand and asked A Yao, "Why don't I look like my mother or my father?"
Although he had forgotten what his mother looked like, everyone else said he didn't resemble her at all, nor did he bear any resemblance to his deceased grandparents.
“That’s not surprising!” Ayao said.
Looking up at the starry sky above, Ayao said to Feng Chu, "All living beings are constantly reincarnating in these myriad realms and among the countless stars. After a soul enters the cycle of reincarnation, the Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation will wash away all its memories, emotions, and powers, allowing it to be reborn with a fresh start."
"However, some people are too powerful or have too deep an obsession. Even if they enter the cycle of reincarnation, they cannot wash away the traces of their past lives. After these beings are reincarnated, some will remember some memories of their past lives, some will retain some of their past power, and some will look very similar to their past selves."
Upon hearing this, Feng Chu stared into A Yao's eyes and asked, "Do you mean that I was very strong or had too deep an obsession in my past life, which is why I don't look like my father or my mother?"
Ayao said, "That's possible."
The white-clad, golden-eyed boy lowered his head and said nothing.
His past life was too vague; he only knew about himself in this life.
After a long while, Feng Chu said, "Anyway, I can never forgive my father. No matter what I look like, he should believe his wife, right? Just because others say a few words, he even suspects his wife of infidelity. I feel sorry for my mother, and I will never forgive him in this lifetime."
Ayao looked at Feng Chu's profile. She had scanned the entire village with her divine sense, and not a single person had a spiritual root. It was indeed quite a miracle that a genius like Feng Chu could emerge from such a village.
Generally speaking, the more powerful the Daoist couple, the better their children's aptitude. Geniuses among mortals do exist, but they are extremely rare.
In an otherwise unremarkable village, the emergence of someone with both a Chaotic Overlord Body and an innate sword seed can only be described as a miracle. The Chaotic Overlord Body alone is said to be a once-in-hundred-thousand-years phenomenon, and to have an innate natal sword is practically a once-in-a-million-years occurrence.
Could Feng Chu be the reincarnation of some immortal king or immortal emperor?
Ayao had her doubts, but the aura of the Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation on his body was stronger than that of ordinary people, but it wasn't strong enough to say that he was a reincarnation of a Celestial King or Celestial Emperor.
A child's resemblance to its parents isn't necessarily related to a past life; there are many possibilities. For example, the mother might have been influenced by some strange force during pregnancy, or it could be a very rare case of atavism...
Although rare, anything is possible.
After daybreak, Ayao and Feng Chu did not leave; they stayed near the small village for ten days.
During these ten days, Ayao learned that the village was called Fengjia Village, that Feng Chu's stepmother's surname was Li, and that six months after Feng Chu left, his father married Feng Chu's stepmother.
Feng Chu's half-brother is named Feng Yan, and Feng Chu's nephew and niece are nicknamed Tiezhu and Niu Niu respectively.
Feng Chu concealed himself and silently watched his father with a complex expression.
Feng Chu spent most of his time watching over his family, sometimes sneaking off to play with his little niece and nephew. The two children only thought he was their older brother, never imagining he was their uncle.
At other times, Feng Chu would take A Yao to other parts of the village and tell her who this family was and who that family was.
Feng Chu has been gone for over twenty years, and he is still a child, while his peers have all started families and have children of their own.
He had also attended a private school, but the old scholar who had been kind to him had long since passed away. The current teacher at the private school was the son of that old scholar.
Things have changed, and for Feng Chu, everything has changed.
For the past ten days, Ayao has rarely spoken, mostly just silently watching Feng Chu. She understands Feng Chu's feelings for his father—hatred, yet an inability to truly sever ties.
Ten days later, Feng Chu left Fengjia Village, and A Yao also left Fengjia Village.
After leaving Fengjia Village, Ayao and Feng Chu continued their cultivation as before, and fifteen years passed in the coming of spring and autumn.
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The starry sky, here is a deathly silent starry sky.
In this desolate starry sky, a dark red mist permeates the air, with the remnants of many celestial bodies and meteorites floating there. Deep within the endless red mist lies a colossal dark red planet. This enormous red planet has no soil, only a sea, a sea of blood.
The entire planet was a churning sea of blood. Suddenly, the sea of blood on the entire planet surged with towering waves, and from the starry sky, this originally dark red planet emitted a dazzling red light.
The red mist that filled the starry sky surged violently, spreading outwards and quickly covering hundreds of millions of miles, and was still rolling further and further away.
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