Chapter 29: Mother? The pursuit of power, status, the eternal pursuit...
Xiaoqi was lost in memories and remained silent.
Mu Xingchen didn't say anything, but just walked while waiting for her answer.
Finally, Xiao Qi sighed and acquiesced to her behavior. She explained to her, "That corpse fluid just now was the fluid of the deceased. It has been refined by the corpse ghost. If you touch it, you will experience the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of the deceased in life. People will think of themselves as the dead, experiencing those scenes over and over again, and finally die painfully in the illusion. If they wake up too late, they will go crazy and will always think of themselves as dead."
"So that's how it is." No wonder she felt such strong emotions just now. This was almost something she had never experienced in her life, and the tingling feeling still lingered in her heart.
Xiao Qi said in a deep voice, "The illusion will keep changing until it reaches the scene you can empathize with the most, and then it will repeat itself over and over again." She asked hesitantly, "Xingchen, what was the last scene you saw?"
Mu Xingchen stopped.
The final scene...
It was the scene where the little girl and her mother were hung on the city wall. The immersive feeling was too realistic and the emotions were too strong. Even now, when I think of that picture, my heart still feels uncomfortable.
Mu Xingchen frowned slightly. She shouldn't let other people's emotions affect her. Besides, maternal love? Isn't that a ridiculous statement? She suddenly smiled and scoffed at everything that had just happened.
She had never experienced maternal love in her life, but she also never felt the importance of maternal love. Even if she bled to death, the child would still die. Since she couldn't be saved, why bother? It was just to move herself.
She said nonchalantly, "I saw a little girl of seven or eight hanging on the city wall with her mother. Under the scorching sun, her mother bled her out to keep her alive for a few more days. Xiaoqi, some people are just weird. Even if they bled out, it still only adds a few more days to their lives. They would rather live a few more days in pain than die quickly."
Xiaoqi was silent.
Mu Xingchen has a mother, she has had one since she was a child, but there is no difference between having one and not having one, it is even worse than not having one. She cannot understand this behavior, let alone appreciate this incredible action. For her, if she knows that there is no hope and she will die sooner or later, it is better to die quickly.
"Just like in modern times, if your child has cancer, even if it means losing everything, you would still want to delay the treatment as long as possible, in case a miracle happens?" Xiao Qi replied.
"So it's very strange. Modern theoretical knowledge is clearly materialistic. Since we have learned materialism, why do we expect gods and miracles?" She didn't understand. Since people believed in materialism, why did they expect idealistic things?
Mu Xingchen thought of his mother, the woman who was completely devoted to the Mu family, obsessed with immortality, and dreamed of ascending to heaven.
In fact, most mothers in the world are the same as her mother.
Profitability is the real reason, it's just that their children haven't shown the same talent as her. Mediocre children have very few resources that can be exploited. If they had the same outstanding talent as her, I believe most people would make the same choice.
The pursuit of power and status is an unchanging pursuit.
"Xingchen, do you hate her?" Xiaoqi asked.
"No, I don't hate her anymore after going out into society. At least my mother did it for herself, not for my father. And she never hid this from me."
It was only after she entered society that she realized that, although many mothers, like her own, were driven by profit for their children, their motives were completely different. In a patriarchal society, mothers sought power and status through exploitation of their daughters, and the easiest way to do so was to give birth to a son.
And those so-called power and status in her eyes were nothing more than seeking status in her husband's family, while her mother was seeking ascension.
Xiao Qi sighed, "I won't see you again anyway."
The smile on Mu Xingchen's lips faded. "If I can meet him, the Mu family's old and new grudges must be settled."
If we talk about hatred, then all the hatred started with the head of the Mu family, the so-called father in name only.
If she could go back, she would never let him go.
Mu Xingchen regained her composure, her brows relaxed, and she turned her head slightly to pay attention to the movements around her.
Something is wrong. I have been walking all the way but the corpse ghost didn't follow me.
"Xingchen!" Xiao Qi suddenly said, "Did you notice that those corpse ghosts left?"
She raised her eyes and looked ahead not far away. "It seems there is something ahead that makes them afraid to approach."
Xiao Qi hesitated and said, "Xingchen, why don't you go back to the Seven Star Tower first, accept the mission, and then rush here? I always feel it's too dangerous. What if it's the ultimate boss?"
Mu Xingchen did not answer and continued to walk forward. After a while, she stopped in front of a moss-covered cave. She listened carefully to the movement, then reached out her hand to lift the leaves in front of her and slowly walked in.
The cave was covered with moss and was damp, and one could easily fall if one was not careful.
Mu Xingchen leaned against the wall and walked slowly. Suddenly, a deep male voice sounded in the cave: "Sir, this child is the bloodline of the Tushan clan of the Yuegan tribe. Taking out her inner elixir will be beneficial to your injuries."
Mu Xingchen frowned. Tushan? Could it be Tushan Zi's child? What a coincidence!
Xiao Qi was speechless and said, "You have a connection with Tushan, right?"
Inside the cave, a slightly aged voice suddenly laughed loudly, "Hahahahahahahaha, you're actually willing to offer your own daughter to me. Tell me, what do you want?"
The man said in surprise, "Sir, I have been stuck in the Concentration Realm for too long and have been unable to break through. I heard that you have Yaoguang Pills. Could you give me one?"
Mu Xingchen asked in his mind, "Xiao Qi, what is Yaoguang Pill?"
Xiao Qi flipped through Mu Qing's memories and said, "Upgrading pills, taking one can significantly increase your cultivation. If that man was only in the Concentration Realm, taking one Yaoguang Pill would instantly elevate him to the Wind Transformation Realm."
Mu Xingchen frowned: "There is actually such a pill."
Xiao Qi said seriously, "This elixir is extremely difficult to make, and the medicinal materials are very scarce. Only a Medicine King-level alchemist can make it, but there are only a handful of Medicine King-level alchemists in the entire continent, so this medicine is priceless. Moreover, this elixir has a greater bonus for low-level people, and it cannot directly cross levels for high-level people. It can only help with cultivation."
I see.
Mu Xingchen continued to listen.
"Hahahahahaha." The old man laughed wildly, "You're asking for the Yaoguang Pill! How dare you ask me for it?"
The man said with some fear, "Sir, I know that the Demon Pill will benefit you more than the Yaoguang Pill. For your cultivation, the Yaoguang Pill is already superfluous. If she were not my daughter, I would not be able to do it myself. I would definitely use this Demon Pill myself."
The old man said in a mocking voice, "She can't use it anymore. If I use my own daughter's demon core, it might backfire. If I'm not careful, she might become an evil cultivator."
The man's face flushed immediately and he stopped talking.
Mu Xingchen's eyes flashed, and she frowned slightly and said, "Xiao Qi, the old man inside has a very familiar voice. I seem to have heard it somewhere before."
"Come out." The old man inside suddenly spoke outwards with his internal energy.
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